El Ciclo de Transformación: Recognizing Patterns in My Becoming

The morning light filters through my curtains at a different angle now that September is ending, casting golden rectangles across my kitchen table where I sit with coffee and journal at 9 AM. Barcelona is awake and humming beyond my windows, but I'm momentarily suspended in reflection, tracing patterns through the pages of recent writings.

It's striking to see how my thoughts have evolved over just these past few days—from contemplating roots and belonging, to recognizing the co-creation of growth through relationships, to yesterday's realization about obstacles as essential shapers of our path. There's a spiral pattern forming, each turn bringing me back to similar questions but with deeper understanding.

Veo los ciclos ahora. Como las mareas, como las estaciones—mi crecimiento no es lineal sino cíclico.

This morning as I organized my harbor photographs for the upcoming exhibition, I noticed something I hadn't before: the images themselves show a cycle. The earliest shots—technically precise but somewhat distant—give way to intimate portraits, then expand again to contextual compositions that somehow contain both distance and intimacy. The spiral rather than the straight line.

Mateo mentioned something similar when I showed him the preliminary selections. "La vida no avanza como una flecha," he said, tracing a circular motion with his weathered finger. "Volvemos a los mismos lugares, pero con ojos diferentes."

We return to the same places, but with different eyes.

Perhaps this is the essence of maturation—not leaving behind our questions and struggles, but revisiting them with expanded capacity. The same waters I photographed months ago look different now, not because they've changed, but because I have.

I recognize this pattern in my travels too—how I've circled back to certain countries years apart, each return revealing layers invisible to my younger self. The cities hadn't transformed; my capacity to see them had.

As October approaches, I'm embracing this cyclical nature of growth, understanding that evolution doesn't mean constantly seeking new horizons, but sometimes returning to familiar waters with renewed vision, finding depth where I once saw only surface.

En el ciclo está la sabiduría, en el retorno está el crecimiento.

Sofia