Walking the path of beautiful imperfections

Are you one of those expecting the unexpected in life? Are you making any plans to see the next solar eclipse on August 21st knowing that you would be very sad if you don’t get to see it? Are we asking too much from life? I personally tend to over analyze my surroundings and be cautious as I walk the path of life. However, I learned that I had to embrace vulnerability because sharing my feelings will help me project my sense of love, belonging, joy and empathy.

At the end of my school year during 5th grade, I was at home when my Mom fell very sick. I was the only person around and we decided to ask for help so I could bring my Mom to the doctor. I remember very clearly waiting outside the doctor’s office without knowing what was happening. I was crying and trying to find an answer because it hurt very much to see her that way. When we were back home, she didn’t mention anything to me. I was left in the edge of an abyss. Later that night, my Dad arrived from work with a doctor to see her, and again, I was not allowed to enter the room along with my siblings. What was the outcome of that visit? She left that night to be hospitalized. A big hug and a kiss from her, that’s everything I remember… Painful days of incertitude invaded my soul while I patiently believed on her return, but she was gone. I think about her every day.

How does grief feel? It feels like being submerged into the waters of pain, solace, absence, sadness, physical and emotional exhaustion accumulated in the back of the brain. Difficult to respire and waiting for a wave of relief. Overwhelming feeling carrying tears with a mental breakdown. It feels like the love I embraced and I thought I could keep forever.

Grief taught me to be stronger because the love of my Mom lives in me. The end of relationships dragged me to these waters reminding me how vulnerable I was after taking my risks and my chances with love, but time and practice at swimming makes me navigate safely to the next shore. I cope with grief by surviving love, by surviving through my losses because this process made me see the light. I am grateful and very lucky to walk the paths of beautiful imperfections. Thank you for the gift of incredible human beings.

Compassion, joy and happiness will shine through the peace of our souls.
Be patient, be kind, be present.

I am from Colombia and one of my great passions is life because I have walked this path through the eyes and experiences of others. I am an eager reader of science, poetry, politics, and music (yes, the meaning and composition of song lyrics). I have a great appreciation for art, languages, and the expression of everyone’s perspective seen from the lens of a camera. Astronomy is one of my passions and one day I will be in space. I am a Research Scientist in Corrosion Engineering and writing is a hobby (:

Other than that, I am a mere mortal.

What is the recipe for transitioning in life?

Are we aware of the roads we take in our daily commute? Are we willing to take a different route? Are we afraid to explore and get lost to the unfamiliar? Can we live outside of our comfort zone?

We all have sailed to foreign waters. Waters of incertitude, anxiety, excitement, loneliness, lack of control, confidence, or just new waters so we can experience unknown flavors by ourselves.

I see life as a book, where pages continue to be filled with stories highlighting new characters, places, and scenes. Our perception of life changes with every feat we encounter. Experiences in life shape who we are and prepare us for our next challenge. I have been very lucky in life, but it takes more than that to achieve our goals and milestones. The characters in our stories have made this process and transition easier; because they help us decipher the next step in our path so we can continue writing a new chapter in our lives.

Life gives us the chance to transform ourselves.

A metamorphosis

An evolution

A new skin

Les rites de passage described my trip to Oregon, a 7-day trip, an analogy.

Separation

Driving away from home was bittersweet; I was leaving behind many, many of my friends. Anytime I move, I always look back to the streets, roads, houses, buildings, landmarks, and signs. It is a vivid memory of my last interaction with a place. Unattached, going through my first stage of transformation and dressing up my sadness with high expectations and the unknown.

Liminality

Concentrating on the road, I teleport to the near future thinking that this will be over soon. I know it is a temporary stage. Images of plains, trees, animals, leaves and far in the horizon, a mirage, a highway holding the skies and the clouds passing by. I am perplexed of the path opening in front of me.

Incorporation

Mountains, rivers and winding roads are a common denominator, and finally Oregon. Driving on I-84 on November 13, 2016 along the Columbia River was a magical and remarkable experience. As an enthusiast of photography, the scenery was almost perfect: a dam, the river, the mountains, the rocks, the waterfalls, the peaks, and of course cloudy skies with a dense fog covering some of the treasures to be explored.

Here is a note I wrote for my friends in Akron after the graduation ceremony: Our experiences in life shape who we are and prepare us for our next challenge. I’m very proud of what we have seen, done and what we are leaving for others to follow our steps. We experienced marathons, concerts, cities, celebrations, movies, museums, festivals, performances and many other activities that brought us together.

This journey does not belong to me; it belongs to those traveling by my side.

How much more is left to be seen? The road ahead of me stretches, and I have only seen a part of it. I prepare myself every day, step by step, mile after mile looking to reach my next big accomplishment.

My next destination is still there to be discovered.

I am from Colombia and one of my great passions is life because I have walked this path through the eyes and experiences of others. I am an eager reader of science, poetry, politics, and music (yes, the meaning and composition of song lyrics). I have a great appreciation for art, languages, and the expression of everyone’s perspective seen from the lens of a camera. Astronomy is one of my passions and one day I will be in space. I am a Research Scientist in Corrosion Engineering and writing is a hobby (:

Other than that, I am a mere mortal.

Love is more than a 4-letter word

Are we prepared for what the future holds for us? Can we identify our strengths in life? How can we answer these questions if we don’t learn from our own mistakes? We have this strange ability to learn the hard way, to learn by making bad decisions. We listen to the voice whispering inside our hearts, telling us to trust and confide. Every day, we wonder about the outcome and we repeat the process. Veni, vidi, vici.

I remember clearly the day I met the girl of my dreams. We enjoyed our time together and I loved her very much, but things don’t always turn out the way we want. She left with someone else because I was not the person she was looking for. It was hard and my heart didn’t take it lightly; I cried and wondered why.

Our hearts can take many hits in life, and we will recover from them because we are never alone in this path. Some may say that the secret formula and remedy for our heartaches is time, friends and family will always be there to cheer for our next goal in mind.

My heart learned its lesson and it was ready for the next chapter to be written, so I fell in love and gave everything I had because that’s the only way I know. She was the one and I said: “yes, I do”. We got married and we lived happily ever after. What are the rules for “ever after”? It involves two willing to do and give anything for a relationship to work out like symmetry. In case I didn’t mention it, the end was near and I had to accept that happiness does not involve three.

I couldn’t stop thinking why things happened this way. After all, I am not the only character in this story; I am only telling it from my point of view. I can’t be selfish and have someone by my side when the magic is not there anymore. I blame myself for what happened but we were probably too young and innocent.

Heartbroken again, yet alive; I concentrated in my happiness and education because the more you learn, the better prepare in life you will become. While love is tough and experiences enriching, my heart is ready to give all the love I have because that’s the only way I know. I think I found a new love but patience and dedication will tell me more.

-Alvaro

I am from Colombia and one of my great passions is life because I have walked this path through the eyes and experiences of others. I am an eager reader of science, poetry, politics, and music (yes, the meaning and composition of song lyrics). I have a great appreciation for art, languages, and the expression of everyone’s perspective seen from the lens of a camera. Astronomy is one of my passions and one day I will be in space. I am a Research Scientist in Corrosion Engineering and writing is a hobby (:

Other than that, I am a mere mortal.