By traveling, we begin an unfolding of the pages in our own life’s novel. Every adventure is a new page that adds up to our grand narrative, and every page traverses a geography of insights that are oftentimes unknown to us, ever turning, we dog-ear the pages that are most vivid. Of my encounters, I learned that my theories, beliefs and ideas of the self or the other become unnecessary.
Out on the road, insights and clashing philosophies rattle the dust collecting on the corners of our minds and hearts. The road challenges our perspectives and puts us to the test. With my baggage — my identity — it was difficult for me to accept some ideologies and traditions that others live by. But when my mind and my heart started to listen closely, without judgment or indifference, my consciousness had begun to awaken.
Through listening, the people i meet and their personal novels lead me to understand how we all have a common ground, a similar vision. The simple gesture of sharing stories made me realized how my life novel is a part of them and their life novels a part of mine. It is through stories that weigh or lighten our travels. Traveling was no longer about appreciation of sights, but gratefulness to the depth of insights that is graciously given.
Expertise on culture and language will amount to nothing if our ears are closed to the stories that await us. It was in traveling, however brief or prolonged, that I had begun to open myself to see the world though the other, gazing at a self and believing that I no longer belonged to an exclusive life novel. Travel allows us to share ourselves and at the same time to let others in. It is in travel and the richness in stories that I had seen hope and potential of a world where we share our pages together; a world where our common humanity reigns.
July 14-15, 2012. Mts. Pulag, Pico de Loro and Walk with Bonifacio It’s now rainy season in the Philippines but the adventures continue! Last weekend, we had trips to Pico de Loro, Mt. Pulag, and, for the first, a historical journey to Mt. Buntis…
It was if the adventure was meant to be as after days of raining in the Ifugao province the skies opened up exactly on the day of our arrival. This probably was a good omen for our weekend adventure to Batad. Last week 9 adventurous souls together with…
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