It has been a bit over a week since I got back from Guatemala and I can't stop thinking about it. I was planning on waiting longer and having more time here, in Canada, before I write this in order to do a "proper" reflection on the trip but I couldn't help myself.
I have become addicted to blogging.
As I sit here are reflect upon my time down there I can't help but wonder why I was down there. What is the greater purpose of this trip? Am I meant to go down there again and help out? Should I be packing my bags to move? Or maybe is it just to change my entire view of society and my life here...
It is amazing to me, as I spend more time here I feel like I am watching life go by from a by-standers point of view, I notice much more. I see the girls rushing around worrying about if they have the "right" dress for a party, I am just thinking about the woman all over the world rushing around worrying if their child is going to starve, if they have enough rice for the next meal. What am I suppose to do with this new experience, these new feelings?
This trip has thoroughly changed my life. It made me re think my life, question my thoughts, and judge my inner self. All things that I think needed to happen long ago.
Albertine - Brooke Fraser
Now that I have seen, I am responsible
Faith without deeds is dead
now that I have held you in my own arms, I cannot let go till you are
I am on a plane across a distant sea
But I carry you in me
and the dust on, the dust on, the dust on my feet
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