Hello dear readers. This is my writing debut. I am both scared and overjoyed. I'm discovering myself on a completely new level here and you are accompanying me in this challenge, for which I thank you very much. I hope this read – this journey we are taking together – will bring you a wealth of varied emotions. I want to share with you my reflections from my travels through Latin America. About a beautiful, colourful, chaotic, unpredictable world, so different from the one I knew, a world that I discovered and continue to discover within myself.
After more than fourteen years of settling in Ireland, I left a stable job, gave up my flat, packed all my belongings into boxes which a friend offered to store in her attic, and set off on a journey. With a one-way ticket, I boarded a plane to Havana. First, there was a stopover in Toronto, and then all of Latin America – and me along with it, both waiting to be discovered.
Courage?! Yes! My courage – a friend I didn't know lived inside me!
What drove me? A deep need to find out who I truly am, what I want to do in life.
In reality, I started my journey much earlier, in Ireland. It was a spiritual journey, an internal one, on which at one stage I understood that in order to live my own way, I needed to get to know myself, so I had to take a risk and let go of everything familiar to me: the world ordered and presented to me by others. And what is my interpretation of this world? What's important to me? What resonates with my soul? …
