Finding the way home. (español a continuación)

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’Who knows if there are beings that travel halfway across the planet to return home.’
Image of the book: Vides secretes, de Gemma Capdevila.
Comment: I bought the book because of this illustration.

For as long as I can remember, I had a goal in my mind.
This was to live in a foreigner country.

I checked all over Europe, places where I could communicate with the languages I know, where I could get a sense of community, where I would feel h.o.m.e

I have to say that this search, didn’t come as an act of necessity, but from a feeling, a desire from the heart.

When I was around 14 years old, I told my Mum I was going to move to Australia as soon as I would turn 18. It seemed to be that this option wasn’t so easy for me as a holder of a Spanish passport. I needed some higher education, an advanced level of English and a funny requirement: a letter from the government that said I would go back to my country at the end of my stay.

Let’s say, this was a thought that I’d created on my early stages of teenage times. Probably an act of revelion after a broken family. Sense of no pertenece, root chakra unbalanced.
Now, that I have lived away from home for 10 years, come the time when I ask myself, where does this desire of living away from home, came from.

I met Mazin in Australia, and our desire was to create a life there. But our project vanished when we flew to Bali and the whole world closed the border. Does this rings you a bell?
Yep, this changed our path too.
Unfortunately, we were no longer able to go back to Australia after that.
As many as you might know, it is not an easy country to emigrate to, once you try once, you spend so much money that a second try is something to think through.

But this is not the only reason, missing family can get heavy. So much love being hold and time goes by. This is what made it so hard to emigrate for me, to don’t be able to see my family that often.

‘Conclusión’ we keep looking for possibilities, where will life takes us. But it seems that slowly we are coming back to our roots and we are creating base in Berlin and Barcelona.
Leaving room to continue exploring the world! Cause we are such a dreamers.

And here I wonder, Do you relate? Do you still live where you were born? If so, have you ever had the thought to leave?
And if you have emigrated, Was it easy for you to change?

Version en Español.

Encontrando el camino a casa.

’Quién sabe si hay seres que recorren medio planeta para volver a casa.’
Imagen del libro: Vides secretes, de Gemma Capdevila.
Comentario: Compré el libro por esta ilustración.

Desde que tengo uso de razón, tenía un objetivo en mente.
Esta fué vivir en un país extranjero.

Busqué por toda Europa, lugares donde pudiera comunicarme con los idiomas que conozco, donde pudiera tener un sentido de comunidad, donde me sintiera h.o.m.e

Tengo que decir que esta búsqueda, no vino como un acto de necesidad, sino de un sentimiento, un deseo del corazón.

Cuando tenía unos 14 años, le dije a mi madre que iba a mudarme a Australia en cuanto cumpliera los 18 años. Parecía que esta opción no era tan fácil para mí como titular de un pasaporte español. Necesitaba unos estudios superiores, un nivel avanzado de inglés y un requisito curioso: una carta del gobierno que dijera que volvería a mi país al final de mi estancia.

Digamos que esto fue una idea que me creé en mis primeras etapas de la adolescencia. Probablemente un acto de revelación tras una familia rota. Sentimiento de no pertenencia, chakra raíz desequilibrado.
Ahora, que he vivido fuera de casa durante 10 años, llega el momento en que me pregunto, de dónde viene este deseo de vivir fuera de casa.

Conocí a Mazin en Australia, y nuestro deseo era crear una vida allí. Pero nuestro proyecto se desvaneció cuando volamos a Bali y todo el mundo cerró la frontera. ¿Le suena esto?
Sí, esto también cambió nuestro camino.
Desgraciadamente, después ya no pudimos volver a Australia.
Como muchos sabrán, no es un país fácil para emigrar, una vez que lo intentas una vez, gastas tanto dinero que un segundo intento es algo que hay que pensar.

Pero esta no es la única razón, echar de menos a la familia puede resultar pesado. Es tanto el amor que se guarda y el tiempo que pasa. Esto es lo que hizo que para mí fuera tan difícil emigrar, no poder ver a mi familia tan a menudo.

'Conclusión' seguimos buscando posibilidades, a dónde nos llevará la vida. Pero parece que poco a poco estamos volviendo a nuestras raíces y estamos creando bases en Berlín y Barcelona.
¡Dejando espacio para seguir explorando el mundo! Porque somos muy soñadores.

Y aquí me pregunto, ¿te sientes identificado? ¿Sigues viviendo donde naciste? Si es así, ¿has tenido alguna vez la idea de irte?
Y si has emigrado, ¿te ha resultado fácil el cambio?

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Very nice story. I am looking forward to reading more. Thanks for sharing.

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Really appreciated, Thank you so much for passing by <3

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I grew up in Ireland and from a really young age i always wanted to move to a different country. My parents always asked why as they didn't see anything wrong, which it wasn't the worst place to grow up but i didn't like it much and always had a longing to go somewhere else in the world.

I came to Mexico in December and even though it's totally different to where i lived before, I got used to it so fast, more then i ever got use to Ireland. The hardest thing is the language barrier and being so far away from my family.I know I want to travel a lot in my life but I do question if i'm doing the right thing, because even though i'm a phone call away i'm not close if they need me, like i'm being a bad brother/son.

I miss them immensely and i worry about if something was to happen and i'm not there but I know I can't let worries stop me from doing what makes me happy and that i can't always please everyone.

Sorry for such a long reply, I love this post and feel like i can really relate.

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Please don't apologise for a long reply, I am delighted to read your experience. As you see, you answer yourself and all of our doubts "I can't always please everyone". In my opinion it all concludes on this, it is your life, and you are here to live it the fullest.
Things wills still happen and they will still work out. We always find the way.
I'm really grateful for your comment, it's always good to connect and see we can relate :)

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In a way I can relate. But not when it comes to my home country.
I do miss family and friends sometimes but it's not that I used to see them often when we were still living there. Some of my friends, yes, of course, I'd see them more.
However, I've never felt home in my own country. Having grown up in Germany (where I was always accepted as their own, aside from the odd 'Käsekopf' (Cheese Head) remark LOL), in a tiny little village, where my parents were managing a hotel first, and then a campsite & holiday home park, going back to the city in Holland where I was born was a huge culture shock. I didn't know what bullying was. It just didn't happen as much where we were. I also never saw children talk back, or even be rude to their parents, let alone strangers.

And all the TV shows were...uhm, shall we say a lot milder than what they showed in Holland.
Aside from that, for a long time I was treated like an outcast, due to having lived in Germany, by the most ignorant ones...Anyway, when I started traveling, it got even worse.
I never felt like going back 'home' as it didn't feel like home.
I felt at home everywhere but in my own country!
After I returned to the Netherlands after living in South East Asia for almost 3 years, I knew for the very first time what it meant to be homesick. I was literally sick. Depressed a bit too maybe. Because for the first time in my life I had had the feeling that I belonged somewhere. The friends I had there, some had become like family. Only a family that chooses each other, and not one we're born into.
I'm still in touch with most of them now!

I feel very similar about Mexico. It's more of a home than I've felt it in Holland or Ireland. So although I can partly relate, it's more the other way around for me.

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Thank you for your perspective @misslasvegas I totally can see your point.
My best friend's story is quite similar, not a home to come back to but friends and one self where to feel home. We have long talks about this topic and I'm so grateful for your feedback here.
I still ponder on this matter, Hometown or the home I decide. Maybe it is also because where I come from is a great multicultural city that has a lot to offer and combines everything what I always looked for, let's see where future takes us.
Big love and thanks for your interaction.

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Thank you for your perspective @misslasvegas I totally can see your point.
My best friend's story is quite similar, not a home to come back to but friends and one self where to feel home. We have long talks about this topic and I'm so grateful for your feedback here.
I still ponder on this matter, Hometown or the home I decide. Maybe it is also because where I come from is a great multicultural city that has a lot to offer and combines everything what I always looked for, let's see where future takes us.
Big love and thanks for your interaction.

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Yes, well, it is a fantastic city...Can't deny that haha. So I do understand the sentiments. My city and country even is just a bit different. And after life in countries that are not so western, I'm having a harder time to adjust I guess.

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