About travel and silence
If I could compare silence to a friend, I would say that we became intimate, that we are in contact most of the time, and that his presence is therapeutic for me. But I have felt in my heart that it is time to balance my relationship with silence, and this text is another step that I take in that direction.
In October 2019 I started an international trip that lasted a few months, and I am currently back in my country, Brazil. During the trip I was surprised by the number of times I was asked if I was traveling “by my own”, which I soon understood that meant alone, and after my affirmative answer it was not uncommon for me to hear “You are so brave”. Yeah, most of the time I find a good amount of courage in here.
There was also another type of question that I heard a lot: So how was it to travel to this place? Or how was that experience for you? And I realized how difficult it was to answer that question for myself, let alone for others, but even so, at times I tried to answer it, and I was able to discover some clues that made sense to me. Still, most of the time I tried to escape the subject, and I thought to myself, maybe if I wrote I could share myself better with people.
Writing was one of the many things I couldn’t do well while traveling, but you know, it’s been months since I returned from that trip and I still find myself remembering people, places, situations. So I thought that sharing the images of the trip would be a good way to return to express myself, and to honor this experience that made me take some steps on the climb that leads us to be better humans.
P.S. I intend to make new posts with the link to new photos, but if you don’t find them, the photos can be found on my social networks.
