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"You are a child of the Universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should". A perspective of the world through my lens. Follow me as I journey to unexpected places with intent, compassion, and love.

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Do you know the cultural norms of where you live?

And somehow, while I was at my favorite cafe (in the whole world), a guy named Marcos approached me about wanting to learn and practice English led to meeting a girl named Abigail (who speaks fluent English and Spanish and is learning French) that was part of an organization that was putting on a dance for international students and she introduced me to a guy named Paco (who was born and raised in Queretaro and is studying to be a musician) who gave my girlfriends and I a ride to the event where we met many more beautiful souls. My favorite thing about traveling (along with so many incredible moments) is the connections, the people, and the experiences that you create with them. Like fleeting moments, forever lost in translation and expression, they are purely captured by those who were there. At the event, I met a guy named Florent, who took me back to Cambodia...having been there himself and living in Laos for 8 years. But his dad's a French doctor and his mom was born in Madagas...

Adjusting to "Reality"

It's such a strange and unfamiliar feeling to be back. The crisp, fresh air is something that I dearly longed for...I never slept at all on the 12 hour plane ride and I barely drifted in and out of consciousness on the second plane ride to Portland. My friend Chaunte picked me up and on the 2 hour ride home, I rambled on about China, skipping over the details...we made a quick stop at a secret swimming hole near the McKenzie River where we enjoyed the company of a stranger friend, organic watermelon, and the beauty of the setting sun. I dipped into the cold water up to my waste, looking into the distance, I saw a blue heron fly over. Nature is something I can never escape and as promised, it always brings the good vibes. I knew that when I came back, it would be somewhat difficult to adjust to everything. When talking about any experience, words fail to convey the emotions, the thought process, and the feelings that create and make up an experience. When you return from traveling...

Day 2: Culture Shock?

Our apartment is located about an hour away from downtown Beijing which I am so excited to explore! We can't flush anything down the toilet including toilet paper because the sewer system is too weak to handle it. Also we can't drink water from the faucet because it contains too much metal. These little adjustments are minor compared to the language barrier. Most of the people in the area that we are in don't speak English. Surprisingly though, most of the packages and the signs have a couple of words in English, an accommodation that I'm so thankful for. Living in Eugene, Oregon was a privilege. I had the opportunity and the ability to eat raw and organic food and to know exactly where my products were coming from. In America we don't accommodate for China, everything is written in English and every once in a while, in Spanish. But travel outside the US and I guarantee you English will be available. The bathroom was the strangest thing I had ever seen. The shower...