It is good to have an end to journey toward, but it is the journey that matters in the end. On a cold and windy Sunday afternoon, Bill and I settled into our seats in UCLA’s Royce Hall to listen to Ursula Le Guin in conversation with Meryl Friedman from UCLA’s Center for the Art of Performance. It felt something like participatory eavesdropping (where one does not have to pretend in any way not to be eavesdropping). It was also a 90-minute dose of inspiration. I want to share with you a few notes I jotted down. And I will share this with you: I have carried around Ursula Le…