I find that I am happiest living out of a backpack without electricity and running water. I thrive in the simplicity of hammocks, long walks, and stars. I love the sounds of the wilderness as my night time lullaby. I love how I can be small again the moment I climb a tree. Dinner by candlelight makes anyone beautiful, it reveals one’s soul. I forgot how much I missed sitting on a log to pray, listen, and worship. It scared me to sit in the valley of the cloud forest and realize the power of my Savior and see His creation. I want to take time to try to form the words and share the pictures that can capture my time in the Cloud Forest before it slips away, this is my attempt:
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| My breathe was stolen when I saw my first volcano and caldera. |
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| The chill of the Andes gushed from my very first waterfall. |
I saw the power unity holds when passion and determination collide as the Intag’s community battles against mining in their fight to protect the Cloud Forest. I ate vegetarian food and savored every bite. I heard the legends of the indigenous community and was called a Rainbow Warrior. I saw coffee beans grow and climbed over waterfalls. This is my adventure but I wish I could share the beauty of it all with you.
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