I suppose that can mean a lot of things, but what if it meant the literal, traveling with no stuff? Ok the eagle has a fish, but we all gotta eat, no? If you look at birds migrating long distances, they don’t have stuff. They have a prayer when they get where they are going, stuff will be there. I guess we all could take a lesson from that, travel to places unknown and likely stuff will be there to sustain you.
That is key. Sustain. Have only the basics. No suitcase and no clue what was going to happen after you disembark the plane. Scary.
I suppose it might depend with whom you travel if one could survive the trip. My last trip, I traveled with a friend that could strike up a friendship in a matter of seconds with anyone with a pulse. Me, not so much. A bit more reserved, I am friendly, but not instantly your friend.
Minimalist travel is a very disturbing concept, but imagine the freedom? Should I carry lots of stuff and feel like a Sherpa climbing Everest? What would be necessary if you took like, nothing? Passport, credit cards and the iPhone surely make the cut. Probably the iPad to record and photograph my travels. A toothbrush, comb and maybe a change of attire. Even birds change attire. Then a small shoulder bag to hold the limited stuff. See stuff already is growing. It would be surreal to wander into an international terminal holding nothing and not sure of the itinerary, but boy would that be the ultimate freedom from possessions.