I see. I have been seeing. I have been understanding. Slowly some pieces of this puzzle we call life are coming together, and it’s happening more and more frequently the more I enter the unknown, the more I give myself permission to do fuck all.
Perhaps it’s something to do with travelling - slow travelling in particular. Not the kind where you make sure your days are full of sightseeing that you cram in because “OH EM GEE, I need to make sure I see everything, who knows when I will come back, and oh subconsciously I need to have all these places ticked off so I can tell all my friends and family about them if they ask!”. No. Fuck that shit. That’s not my focus. Hell, I don’t have a focus! The only criteria I have is not having any. And so far, it’s been most enriching.
Yesterday I went to El Dragon Café in Poblado for the after party that Hermanos Gutierrez were hosting post-gig, but the guy in front of me bought the last ticket. Fucker. I was so upset. I had summoned the courage to go to this thing by myself and had hyped myself up to make sure I go up to the two brothers and speak to them. And somehow, today, my body felt the after effects of the high and the low all at once. Wait. This is not what I had intentionally set out to write but ok, hand/brain wants to go there so lets go. I did not end up doing any sight seeing today - though I did go back to the mobile shop to look for my Mexican sim card I’d left, and had really yum home made style food at a place only locals go to. The guy from the mobile shop had kept my sim card safe, and the lady who was working there today called him to find out where he had kept it. That alone was worth the trip. Experiencing kind and helpful people in a foreign country. Then, the local restaurant where I had the home made food - next to me were two much older ladies having late lunch; they asked one of the waitresses to take a photo of them, and as she did, another waitress photo bombed it by jumping in front of the phone and so one of the ladies said in her Colombian accent: “Ah que noooooohhhhhh”. It made me laugh and warmed my heart. These people did not know each other, yet they acted in such a way that barriers weren’t there. This is what I have noticed so far in Mexico and Colombia; there is more interconnectedness between people. More oneness. At least, that’s what I have experienced so far, and those simple moments are ones that make me want to get to know this country and its people more.
Wow so originally, I was going to write about how my slowing down and meeting locals has given me so many aha moments when it comes to how I have been shaping my reality - particularly in relation to men and dating. But I’ll save that for another post, another day…think you’ll have to subscribe to this one as it will feel much more intimate.
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