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Dreams do come true.

May 27, 2009

I bought a plane ticket to Israel last week for July 13-August 4 and I could not be more excited.

In fact, it seems like all areas of my life are now looking up because I took initiative to make something I wanted to happen, happen. These past few days have been eventful ones here in Atlanta, and the next few weeks will prove to be even more so. I’m moving into a house with some girlfriends in a couple weeks and a new, positive living situation alone has taken a load off my shoulders and reminded me how nice it is to be in the company of amazing people.

A lot needs to get done this summer in preparation for bigger, life-changing events, but I’m loving every step of the way. Maybe some of this also has to do with my recent, very shameful addiction to Miley Cyrus’, “The Climb,” and the fact that it has been on repeat in my iPhone for several days now.

“Live your life in such a way that allows your dreams room to breathe.” – Rolf Potts


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How to Become a World Traveler, Step 2

May 12, 2009

This post is the second in a series titled ‘How to Become a World Traveler’. The first post in this series can be found here.

Conquer your fears.

This suggestion applies to many areas of life, especially travel. Whether it’s traveling to a particular location or region of the world, a mode of travel, or the act of leaving your comfort zone for the great unknown, travel is all about being bold and brave. Recent weeks have found me in a holding pattern scared of taking any steps forward in fear that I will fall flat on my face. A much-needed pep talk from my mom and inspiring words of Tim Ferriss from 4HWW, I’ve begun taking steps towards a life and a future after graduation. However, I feel as though I have become jaded lately. I’m letting constraints of a civilized society tell me what I can and cannot do, but really, I don’t want a life that fits the constraints and norms of said society so why should I let those boundaries dictate my reality?

“If you are insecure, guess what? The rest of the world is, too. Do not overestimate the competition and underestimate yourself. You are better than you think.” – Timothy Ferriss, The Four Hour Workweek, p. 50

I am pretty much all set to graduate in December of this year and my post-graduation plans are rather unconventional in American society, but not so much so in many other countries in the world, including, but not limited to: the U.K., Australia, and Israel. Provided everything goes according to my plan (which we all know would be a rare occurrence), I will be taking a gap year of sorts, that will hopefully turn into more than a year of delaying the real world. I haven’t talked about religion or spirituality here, but I’m in the process (and have been for over a year) of converting to Orthodox Judaism. In order to complete that process I want to go a seminary in Israel for a year and then after that–G-d only knows.

This year is all about working to save up the money I will need to pay for the seminary and my living expenses for next year, as well as a few things I’m hoping to purchase before I leave, like a ticket to Israel this summer in July, a better lens for my Nikon d70, an external flash, and a new laptop (that I’m hoping I can swindle as a graduation gift). This year is an act of extreme budgeting, setting goals and extensively tracking my progress on them, and getting everything arranged for when I leave. Before I left for Argentina last summer, I spent the greater part of a month going through every single item I own and deciding whether or not it was worth keeping because all of belongings (furniture included) had to fit into a tiny 5×5 foot storage unit. That process continued when I got back and had acquired a new sense of what was necessary in life after spending six months living with only what fit into my two suitcases. I’ll talk more about this in a later post, but this time since I don’t know when I’ll be coming back, the goal has been to minimize to the point that I only have a few boxes, and all of my stuff can fit in the attic at my dad’s house to save myself $100 a month paying for a storage facility.

Finally, upon the realization that I’d like to travel for a year or so after seminary, I knew I needed to get a form of somewhat passive income set up so I can “work” remotely. There are several movements and philosophies toward this goal, several of which I have linked to at the end of this post under ‘further reading’. Even before travel was on the agenda, I always knew that I wanted live all over the world and move fairly often and I needed a way to make money even if I live in a country where I don’t speak the language well enough to get a job there. I’m getting a TEFL (Teach English as a Foreign Language) Certificate upon graduation, but I’ve always had an interest in photography and writing, so I’m hoping to expand photography into an LLC and foray into freelance writing. Both of these goals have put an extreme amount of fear into me lately. Fear of failure, fear of the amount of work will have to go into both to make either a profitable venture, fear of the amount of patience it will require from me, the list could go on. But as weeks have passed the desire to be successful in photography and writing has grown in correlation with my desire to travel, live a life outside of the mainstream, and eventually be a stay at home mother. These growing desires have shown me that I cannot afford to be so afraid of failure that I don’t even try to succeed.

In order to succeed, your desire for success should be greater than your fear of failure. — Bill Cosby

Also, a little pep talk from my mom never hurt. Through everything she has been my unwavering support system. When I wanted to go to college out of state, she helped make it happen. When I wanted to go study in Argentina, she helped me get everything ready. When I explained my desire to convert to Judaism, she took the initiative to learn more about it and tell me how proud she was of me. And now, as I look to pursue a career i writing and photography, she has been my cheerleader, telling me how good she thinks I am and encouraging me to find and take advantages of opportunities to make it happen. On days when I didn’t believe in myself, she never stopped.

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.  Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.  It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.  We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?  Actually, who are you not to be?  You are a child of God.  Your playing small does not serve the world.  There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you.  We are all meant to shine, as children do.  We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.  It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.  And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.  As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”  – Marianne Williamson, A Return to Love: Reflections on the Principles of “A Course in Miracles,” 1992 (commonly misattributed to Nelson Mandela, 1994 inauguration speech)

As I start to take my first steps towards an unclear future, I encourage you to do the same, whether it is in travel or in life, as the two are forever linked in my mind. The more I travel the more I become aware of myself and others. There is a common humanity that exists between people of all cultures: common hopes, common fears, and common dreams.

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happy weekend!

May 8, 2009

Spring

So it’s a week later than I expected, but I’m finally done with everything for Spring semester 2009. One more semester left before I graduate!

My dad is coming into town this weekend and I’m really looking forward to it. I still need to make dinner reservations for tomorrow night but it’s going to be so much fun to experience some of the best of what Atlanta has to offer! I can’t afford to do it, so I have to wait until the parents come to visit! ;)

I hope everyone has a fabulous weekend, and now that I’m done with school I should be able to spend more time on things I enjoy, which includes this website. I have a long wishlist of things I want to do this summer and I’m determined to make these next few months some of the best yet! I’ll be back on Monday with updates and hopefully some good pictures. The weather forecast has been nothing but thunderstorms all week and throughout the weekend and next week, but the weatherman has been wrong pretty much all week so let’s hope that pattern continues!

Happy spring!


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Feliz cumple a mi!

April 27, 2009

Mojito

After spending 5 months in Argentina being able to drink whenever I wanted to, the day finally came when I was legally able to drink here in one of only nine other countries in the world where the drinking age is over the age of 18… and all of those other countries are located in the Middle East with the exception of Japan and Iceland.

I don’t get to officially celebrate my birthday with friends until Thursday night because it is finals week and I have implemented a ban on any social activities until then, but I did buy myself a bottle of wine last night and will celebrate a little later this afternoon with delicious red velvet cupcake from the Atlanta Cupcake Factory.

L’chaim!


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Sunday on the Farm

April 20, 2009

Last weekend I went home to Birmingham to see my family. My entire life my grandparents have always lived on a farm and all us grandkids have always loved getting to spend time out there any time of year, but springs and summers are the best. Childhood memories range from playing hide and seek with my cousins in grasses so tall it covered us completely, to all of us–at some point–learning to drive a stick shift in Papa’s little truck. There are pictures of us riding on the the tractor and fishing with Papa, painting and doing arts and crafts with Granny, “helping” with the farm by going to pick what we wanted when the season’s bounty was revealed (snap beans, tomatoes, and okra from the farmer’s market just don’t compare), and years ago when Papa still had his chicken farm, we’d get to go in to see the baby chicks and hold them. Though the chicken farm was sold years ago, I can’t remember the last time I went fishing, the vegetable garden lays fallow, and I still can’t drive a stick shift, one thing that the farm always wraps me up in is family and being Southern.

My beautiful sister, Annette, and me

Covered wagon

Windmill

My brother's girlfriend, Elizabeth

Me


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