So what is this all about….?
Every since I moved to the USA, I have returned to my native country of Perú. Most of us immigrants return to our homeland for short visits, to reconnect with our culture, families, traditions, or to experience what we have left behind and sometimes long for.
In my case, I’m one of the fortunate ones who have returned almost annually since I first left in 1972. My adventurous spirit took the opportunity to leave when it was presented, and dressed up, as an academic exchange program while attending the University in Lima, the capital of Peru. Two years later I found myself living in northern California, married, and starting a family.
To this date, is unexplainable to me how it all happened, it seems very surreal. The best explanation I have is that throughout my life I have been presented with gates/doors/paths/signs; although oblivious to their significance I have been able to navigate them freely and without concern. Let’s say I have been guided by a force that pointed to the path that will eventually take me to my final destination.
Over the years, I’ve met many people of all walks of life in both worlds. We have shared stories; they have taught me to appreciate the color pallet of humanity. We all start with a blank canvas and proceed to dabble at it; some cautiously and others with frenetic energy. We hold the brushes and our hearts guide the strokes with the hope that eventually will shape it into a masterpiece.
The closer I listen to my heart, the more creative and confident the strokes. Even though I experience distractions in life like anybody else, I willingly continue my pilgrimage each year to tap into the pallet that colors each one who I encounter.
This is the reason why this photo blog has been initiated; to get me closer to my masterpiece. This blog is about my continuous journey and discoveries.
CREDITS AND ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS: To everyone that I have encountered and will continue to meet. I’m able to travel this path because of our heart connection. You nurture my being even if you think it is a casual encounter. I wouldn’t be me if it wasn’t for you.
thanks, jose. this is beautiful. i will forward it to chris. remember him? he played soccer on one of your teams and was a student in your soccer’s cool. he’s in brazil right now, a sponsored extreme athlete exploring first descents on amazon tributaries. he is also a pro photographer.
your photos are heartfelt and beautiful. i love what you’re doing.
testing! finally get to read and see. this story sparked a reminder of a guatemalan woman friend who after a few years in the u.s. had a breakdown — like being pulled — literally. knowing that opportunities for her children were in abundance here in the u.s. but her heart deeply missing her homeland. she got through it and like you, is priviledged to travel back and forth.
it is a beautiful spring here in the n.w. i hope your connections are going well. big hugs! sandi
So many similar stories everywhere as you can tell, and defenetly I’m very priviledged to be here.
Another big hug
greatly appreciate your comments Mary. You most of all can also live the adventure through chris. I do remember training him last at Riverside park soccer field. I’d love to see his extreme photos
It’s much simpler for me to tell a story with photos……I’m very pleased you like them
greetings and salutations Barbie,
i’m pleased you enjoyed the reading, it’s all heart….. you’ll find in facebook: tree of learning,
big hug
Jose
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