A few years ago, for this Christmas season in winter, my husband and I bought air tickets, planned hotels, and all the services to go on a reunion with my sister Juliet to a beautiful place!!!!
I don't have a bucket list, my trips, like so many other things in my life, are intuitive choices. To take care of and defend what is my life mission, I needed to make a STOP and this means that we are just passing through on this plane, simply to be happy and live in peace. I needed a shuddering hug that would allow me to feel at peace to think and decide more calmly, perhaps an external vital force that would infuse numen into my soul.
And the universe winked at me showing me to "The Windy City" to Chicago, one and another favorable circumstance was added to take the plunge and jump into its bowels.
They were very cold days but very funny. Christmas in that city is beautiful!. Christmas music in the streets, ice skating rinks, lots of movement, lots of lights, huge skyscrapers that are reflected in the blue of Lake Michigan.
That vacation time, I felt like the world was just for me... lol
Snow, pale sun that warms up at times, a good Starbucks coffee, or a good hot chocolate finish adorning the experience.
Despite the cold and the freezing wind, we went out for a walk, and we got lost admiring the little things of an afternoon in that city. I think this gift that J.R. and this server gave us were winks of fate that make me think that a gift of life cannot be bought.
The world teaches us its mystery. In a thousand stories that are there, and we don't see them, the time inside me hitting my heart, tells me that it's better to live every moment until the end…
When we traveled to Chicago, Illinois. USA. We realized that it is an impressive city, and what enriches this season that now rests between my longings for very good times, is what remains in the heart of such beautiful moments, the reunion with loved ones, friends, family or the discovery of new paths and cultures, of which I appropriate to feel its essence with my five senses.
Chicago brings them to you. It is diverse, surprising, apotheotic, fascinating. All of it with its people who embrace it, with the music, the architecture, its unusual spaces of walking observing the environment and setting as a purpose to get to know it...it was 15 days of magic, cold, snow, and reunions.
A nation that has welcomed many Venezuelans. Because we are individuals, part of a whole. How simple and how complex existence is. I will soon be in that great nation.
I'm not a photographer, I don't know about video editing, or anything about audiovisual resources. I really confess that while uploading this photo, I felt so nostalgic that my eyes watered. I am just a soul reconnecting with life and fulfillment. I know that you will see it as a normal photo, a little old, not so sharp, without good resolution, not much production, but for me, it immortalized one of the moments of a trip at Christmastime, to "The Windy City" to Chicago.
Memories that I treasure with a lot of affection, special moments to share with my people, my family, and my husband. Life is much more than a trip under the sky, and during that vacation I felt a lot of tranquility. That alone motivates me to share in this post what my soul embraced for 15 days in Chicago.
Janitze.
Any images in this post are taken with my iPhone 12, the Infinix pro-note 30 or with the camera eighties Rolleiflex 2.8 f, and edited with Canva
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