Inspiration

I've always had this tendency to want to rush ahead in life and do everything I dream of doing to the max. I push myself and when I see something that is at the pinnacle of what I see as excellence I want it. I just found out about a guy named Jeremy Cowart by reading an interview he had with Chris Rice (http://www.chrisrice.com/interviews.php?id=57). Jeremy is a photographer (www.jeremycowart.com). His images are so amazing and they make me want to go shoot pictures all day with a premium SLR digital camera just to get the right shot. He has a background in design and like he says, any designer that looks at his work can tell. I'm glad there are people out there like Jeremy that can inspire us. For me, it just makes my soul yearn even more for that thing that I really want, that place I really want to be. But, as I have learned over the years, whenever you arrive at that place you dreamed about before, you find that there are always bigger things to dream about and brighter starts to shoot for, starts that you couldn't see before. The burning flame of a personal passion like mine only grows stronger as it is enveloped in lofty inspiration. I get anxious as I think about becoming friends with the people I admire and look up to. My mind starts spinning with ideas of how to reach my goals and what to do next. So much to do and the whole process wonderful and exciting! Then I remind myself, one day at a time Jonathan, one day at a time.

Mayan Ruins

Last Sunday I went with the family to see some of the Mayan ruins in Honduras. It was incredible! I was amazed at the fact that I was actually looking at magnificent structures that still remain from around 700 B.C.





One of the cutest little girls I've ever seen.


It was neat exlporing the large tunnels that are inside some of these structures.






Some of the large "Mayan" ant hills.





These parrots are so beautiful. I've never been so close to a parrot like this before! Pretty cool.


Honduran love.


















This is the quaint city of Mayan Ruins.



Stopping for some ice cream. I got a Guanabana popsicle. Yum! One of my most favorite tropical fruits.

Remember your first day?

Things have been going good in the new school, well at least for most of us. There's a new kid on the block. For the last couple of days his mom has been trying to bring him to school but he's been fighting it to the death. The first day, he cried so much that we almost had to evacuate the building due to flooding. Mrs. Orieta tried her best to calm him down but he ended up bolting out of the building and making a dash for a hole in the fence that separated the school property from the houses next door. I started to chase him but the moment I started running after him I knew he was gone. Today, there was some improvement. He stayed half the day with his mother staying by for a feeling of security. He's a big boy and I know he can do it, he just needs to let go of his fears. I remember the first day of school for me. I was pretty scared myself. I remember having a big knot in my stomach the whole way there and all I could do is look at the dash board. When we got to the school I wanted my dad to sit nearby where I could see him. For an excuse to get out of my desk and go over to him I would bring him things like glue and pencils. I don't know why I thought he would need them but that wasn't the point.
Needless to say, I can somewhat empathize with the tears of this little boy although I think he's a little more terrified than I was. Maybe his mother will be able to sneak away one of these days and he won't even notice. Hopefully I can make it fun for him and let him no there's love at school too.