The Tipping Point

Something happened with my Spanish about three days ago. I am documenting it here. After talking all day, everyday in Spanish in Iquitos.

I hit a tipping point.

A point where the brakes fell out of my mouth. Where things started to flow. It is amazing to witness this in yourself. To see at which point, after tossing around a challening topic, it actually gets easier. Aside from feeling /and genuinely being) my own science experiment, I mostly just feel relieved. I am also reminde that things are normally just hard until they get easier. But they often do become easier.

Thank God.