{"id":18628,"date":"2019-09-13T11:54:31","date_gmt":"2019-09-13T11:54:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/?p=18628"},"modified":"2019-09-17T15:33:10","modified_gmt":"2019-09-17T15:33:10","slug":"the-preface-to-my-grand-adventure","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/2019\/09\/13\/the-preface-to-my-grand-adventure\/","title":{"rendered":"The Preface to my Grand Adventure"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Identity is the greatest mystery of life. We are constantly seeking for others to define themselves to us because we want to know if we&#8217;re the only one in the universe who cannot define ourself.\u00a0 It is this search that leads us to do both the mundane and extraordinary.\u00a0 People search the ends of the earth looking for who they are, their purpose, the meaning of life itself.\u00a0 And some find it, halfway across the world, thousands of mlies away from home, and others never have to leave their bedroom.\u00a0 So the question becomes: Do we have to travel to truly know ourselves?\u00a0 Or is it a charade we use to avoid the question? Can we ever really know our own identity, or that of another?\u00a0 Is my identity tangible enough to grasp onto?<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know what to expect in Ireland.\u00a0 I don&#8217;t know who to expect. Probably the same kind of people I see here: individuals full of light and dark, good and evil.\u00a0 For it is the combination of the two that makes us human.\u00a0 The duality that binds us.\u00a0 Culture molds us, and different cultures have different molds; but no matter the shape, we&#8217;re all made of the same stuff.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t pretend to be an expert on &#8220;identity,&#8221; nor should I be.\u00a0 \u00a0What I do know is that I am only just now discovering who I am, in abstract images rather than words, and I am sure I am not alone in my search.\u00a0 I am not going abroad to find myself, but if I happen to find myself along the way, fantastic.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Identity is the greatest mystery of life. We are constantly seeking for others to define themselves to us because we want to know if we&#8217;re the only one in the universe who cannot define ourself.\u00a0 It is this search that leads us to do both the mundane and extraordinary.\u00a0 People search the ends of the&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":560,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[22],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18628","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-maynooth"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18628","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/560"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=18628"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18628\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18639,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18628\/revisions\/18639"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18628"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18628"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18628"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}