Searching for a new destiny

When I was a child, the light from the candles captivated me. Still, today, they haven’t lost their touch… the power to capture and transport me.


<em><strong>The Puna landscapes</strong>           Highway to La Quiaca, Jujuy, Argentina</em>
The Puna landscapes           Highway to La Quiaca, Jujuy, Argentina

In dreams (possibly the almost forgotten reminiscences due to a hasty Angel’s kiss, perhaps) I visualize myself descending towards Sucre. I am carrying a small multifold cardboard, deep royal blue in colour, which is firmly tied to the toe of my right foot.

Still life Uquía, Jujuy, Argentina
Still life           Uquía, Jujuy, Argentina

In this folded card, more like a tiny little book are inscribed (among many other important issues), the date of this important event (the day I shall be born), and, of course, the Country where this will happen.

In my case this cardboard booklet will contain the following instructions: Deliver to Bolivia, specifically to the Chuquisaca ¨Province. Finally, when I landed in Sucre, there would be additional specifications with more detailed information, such as:

Heading towards the border Villazón, Potosí, Bolivia
Heading towards the border           Villazón, Potosí, Bolivia

Deliver in the care of the Herrera Algodoña family, the sixth of a total of seven siblings. That would place me precisely and quite exactly between my older sister, Juana Antonietta Carmelita Refugio del Sagrado Corazón de Jesús, and my younger brother, Jorge Eduardo Carmelo Refugio del Sagrado Corazón de Jesús. Right on the spot! Undoubtedly, our destiny is a rather perplexing puzzle and it competes in its complexity even with the names assigned to us by our witty and devious parents.

Vistaof Route 9 Quebrada de Humahuaca, Jujuy, Argentina
Vista of Route 9           Quebrada de Humahuaca, Jujuy, Argentina

 

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