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The Air I Breathe

by Aileen Libbey (United States of America)

United States of America

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A turkey vulture’s view at the close of a day in the “Red District” marketplace of Belen, in the Maynas Province of Peru. The atmosphere almost seemed to weigh as heavy as the spirit of the people.
A turkey vulture’s view at the close of a day in the “Red District” marketplace of Belen, in the Maynas Province of Peru. The atmosphere almost seemed to weigh as heavy as the spirit of the people.
Wild heart. She left the tribes, sharing with me those were the people groups her heart longed to serve. Radiant in her tribal paint and authentic necklace, she bravely dropped her hand in the Amazon, the cool water splashing in a trail as we sailed away.
Wild heart. She left the tribes, sharing with me those were the people groups her heart longed to serve. Radiant in her tribal paint and authentic necklace, she bravely dropped her hand in the Amazon, the cool water splashing in a trail as we sailed away.
Like a beautiful canvas, the woman of Nuata wore the lines of time with such radiance as she tightly clutched the bag of food our team delivered in deep gratitude.
Like a beautiful canvas, the woman of Nuata wore the lines of time with such radiance as she tightly clutched the bag of food our team delivered in deep gratitude.
Just off the bank of the Northern Amazon, in the region of Iquitos, a community of indigenous people known as the Boras tribe gathered together in their primitive hut to warmly welcome our group. They invited us in dance then peddled their hand-crafted wares – items as beautiful as they themselves.
Just off the bank of the Northern Amazon, in the region of Iquitos, a community of indigenous people known as the Boras tribe gathered together in their primitive hut to warmly welcome our group. They invited us in dance then peddled their hand-crafted wares – items as beautiful as they themselves.
Iquitos, accessible only by boat or plane, features roadways alive with the buzzing of tiny Motokarts, mopeds and colorful, windowless-buses made from wood. Families of 3 sandwiched on mopeds and mothers with children piled in the backs of Motos traversing the territory was a common sight.
Iquitos, accessible only by boat or plane, features roadways alive with the buzzing of tiny Motokarts, mopeds and colorful, windowless-buses made from wood. Families of 3 sandwiched on mopeds and mothers with children piled in the backs of Motos traversing the territory was a common sight.

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