Life is cyclical. We move forwards and backwards in tandem with the oceans of time. This picture was taken in the back of a truck on my trip past rugged cliffs and idyllic farms to Hierve Del Agua from Mitla, Oaxaca. As I type this, I’m on my way to another journey, in some senses literal, others metaphorical. I hope this new journey was as rewarding as my visit to Hierve Del Agua (but hopefully with fewer sunburns) ;) 🛫🛬🗺
The only shopping I am committed to keep going. 😅 .
I am super excited to share my personal thoughts to you. I think I have never opened up to anyone this big of an audience. 3,6k strong. I feel like if ever you all are standing in front of me, i’d actually be shaking a bit. Thanks to instagram, I can be a bit relax 🙈😂. My blog has been working weekly. On my birthday next month, I have a big announcement. Follow me at yuwitravels.wordpress.com. Link in bio.👆🏼 #yuwitravels#filipinainbarcelona
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We found a nature walk through the swamp! 🙌
#Worldschooling Fact: This is a cypress tree. If you ever see one look for a bald eagle. Bald eagles are attracted to cypress trees because they are so sturdy. 🦅
Have you ever seen a bald eagle in nature?
It’s been a while since I’ve been active on here! Life has been a whirlwind as of late, and so many new things are happening, personally and professionally! I’m so excited for the upcoming months, especially once the mountains are easily hikeable again 😁
I wasn't born a drifter. Actually most of my life I was a type A to a T. I would freak out if I wasn't on time or early, and it would be even worse if I got lost. I needed to have so much control over everything. And I had a plan, too. I was going to be married at 24, kids at 26. I was going to have a steady job (and only one). I was going to be happy and content and live in a nice neighborhood and nothing bad or unpredictable would happen. Or if it did, I would be able to plan my way out of it.
But here I am, at 27, single, unmarried, and without kids. I have two jobs, not one. I don't live in my ideal place, and shit happens, a lot. But I look back on my high school dreams and simply shake my head. There's no way the person I was then would when recognize the person I am today. And the person I am today can't conceive of finding happiness in the same exact way as I did then.
Instead of having a home, stable job, and a family, however, I've traveled across the country on something that started as an interest in college. I left behind a stable but lackluster job to explore the unknown and lean into curiosity. I literally leapt head first into something I had no physical experience in. I got lost. I failed, a lot. I lost a lot. But I also gained so much. Not just experience and memories, but I gained back my childhood wander.
I remember watching PBS with my dad growing up. We'd watch cooking shows and travel shows together. And sometimes they'd have on Jack Hanna's animal adventures or animal rescue, rehabilitation, and release specials too. I'd eagerly take it all in, and I remember thinking about all the places I wanted to go, how I wanted to save and protect animals too, how I wanted to write about all the places and cultures in the world. Bouncing around the country renewed this spirit. I rediscovered my childlike spirit again.
I know our society still pushes for people to settle down and stay in one place. I also know I totally would have been down for that if you talked to me ten years ago. But humans have the ability to shift and transform and grow and it's beautiful, and I'm so grateful that that happened to me. (cont.)