It is the eighth of August, exactly a year ago, i published my first ever written post for this blog. I tested the waters, never knew if it was going to be warm, tepid or cold.
Today, the warmth of our community who has supported and encouraged me touches my soul with so much inspiration, Lord willing, I intend to connect with you for always through my writings and photography. I request for each one’s indulgence to hold my hand through my journey by telling me what i am doing right or needing changes in all that I share because I am no perfect soul, only a loving child of God.
Thank you to each and every person who visited, liked and took a moment to let me know what you thought about what I shared. May our friendships continue to flourish through the years, maybe, in God’s perfect time and provision, Bob and I can even meet up with you any where you may be in the world.
With your indulgence, let me repost my first written piece for this blog. Reminisce with me my hopeful fear that had been transcended into a hopeful joy found in the pleasure of the community’s friendship. Again, thank you so much for being a part of Bob and my journey … as we say in the islands … MARAMING SALAMAT (thank you very much).
how it is to be in your shoes …
I have been immersing myself reading the different web blogs archived in my Google reader. And I swoon and drool over their entries on the most endearing topic that I am so inclined to dwell on these days — travel. Every blogger has his style, choice, even humor on what he recounts, journals and writes as a testament to his latest (and even his not so recent) travel experience.
Each entry unfolds discoveries from the travelogue and instills eternal instants as beautiful photography open up heartfelt pseudo realities and in the process, connects me to the moment.
I am amazed at the backpacker’s entries that make traveling a worthwhile leisure pursuit that don’t drain resources to almost nothing; but rather adds to the wholeness of what life can really be all about in simplicity and character. The world becomes his playground to unfurl energy and to discover the many facets of culture, landmarks and history. His precise steps, plans and itineraries bring him to a journey’s threshold, from the mundane destination to a significant landmark with surprises that could stunt his charted course; yet, still bring fulfillment to a dream without any exception.
Today, a number of people choose the world of a traveler, leaving behind the comforts of home and family; and emerging as renewed individuals seasoned by daily occurrences, familiar or otherwise. This vocation (if it can be called as such) is an easy option to choose compared to years ago because of the technology and other support facilities available that are essential to making traveling a successful lifestyle.
It is regrettable that traveling the world, during the time when it was still viable for me to indulge my whim, was meant only for the few elite who were willing and able. There were neither clear motivations nor inspirations from travelers who had seen the world and returned home to share their fulfillment and success because their witness remained written and hidden in diaries or travel journals seen and read by their own eyes only.
However, because of the myriads of travel tales, the armchair sojourner is born. All he needs to have is a computer connected to the worldwide web and “dot com” addresses of weblogs to enjoy moments of discovery and inspiration to fulfill dreams of journeys from the comfort of home. Although restricted in a one-dimensional perspective, the thought of being in one’s shoes traversing the globe is enough lift to transport the soul into a praising moment of God’s goodness and love. Making travel possible with the fingertips is a quick relief for the itch in the flighty feet when there are restrictions on time and budget.
Today, it is easier to be in your shoes enjoying the experiences and owning them as well. Thanks to you, even a photograph of a footprint marking a reality of your dream and stalking your every step makes traveling possible for me.
Even if I will not have my own imprints burrowed in the sands of the Gobi or my smile back-dropped by the Taj, I know I will have a moment of joy when I read your narratives as you share a part of you in each word you write.
I am grateful to all sojourners who travel and share their pursuits; because, I am pleasantly satiated with delight as each step is followed by another towards a fulfillment in seeing a destination in my dream and bulleted as done.