Mi concha se me rompió. An invite to redefinition?

My shell broke apart. After five years of protection. The shell that found me while i was walking away from a young world broken into pieces. A path from which i returned strong, light and bright. The path i tried to follow ever since.

And here the crack. I choose it as a sign that i can now walk this path with one protective layer less.

To please the eye i just dug up some treasures from this 2006 adventure when this blog was not yet in existence.

I catch myself thinking about the coastal trail lately. It would mean choosing a new path to a destination already known and familiar. Ultreya!, how do i like that metaphor!