LEAVING A TRAIL
Three and a half decades under the sun. How many ’starting over again’ had I attempted, I couldn’t tell. I lost and found my way. I have no navigation maps but I keep rowing my boat on different shores. I don’t stick around in one spot too long. When I feel I’m getting a lot less than I’m putting in, I bail out and move on. Off to a greener pasture. Every beginning comes new insights, better understanding, more wisdom, added strength, and greater growth.
It’s a bumpy, long, and winding journey from Asia to North America. From the Philippines to Taiwan, Hong Kong, and Canada ’stops-over’. I write, am leaving my tracks, creating a path that anyone can follow or steer away from. I want to be described in history as those brave souls which my friend, the Afro-Latin American historian Sr. Roberto Reid, described his ancestors "who traveled far and wide for the benefit of obtaining honest, gainful employment".
My final destination is where my mother is, the United States. Along the way, I’m meeting a huge number of the members of the human family — Taiwanese, Indonesian, Chinese, Korean, Japanese, Polish, German, Hungarian, Canadian, Panamanian. Establishing connections, broadening one’s horizons, widening of perspectives, embracing other cultures… It’s enriching, fascinating to be one color in a rainbow. The colors of our skin differ but we’re one within, living under the same sky. A sky where the rainbow’s colors that stick close together create only beauty…
*for Senor Reid’s writings, visit www.thesilverpeoplechronicle.blogspot.com
