well let me just start by saying that i see myself much more of live storyteller than a computerized one but i also recognize the ease of use and benefits of technology to help us all tell our stories. for some reason neither giving a grand summary of my experience or sitting on a really slow computer with a faulty space bar and writing out lots of details appeals to me. i would rather just tell what comes through and let it exist in it own time and space.
so here i/we are/am right? im traveling with my partner gabriella with whom ive been with for 16 months, the last 3 of which have been in mexico. as you may know from previous posts, we flew into mexico city, worked our way south to acapulco and then headed up the pacific coast, had a grand christmas at one beautiful beach and new years at another (two very different experiences, just as different as christmas and new years are from one another). Christmas found us in a place called barra potosi where we found a lovely bed and breakfast called casa del encanto (enchanted house) a 10 minute walk from the beach, where we were welcomed into a random gathering of mostly american families who had all found this little jewel to rest and relax. at night there were hundreds of candles lit and hammocks around the patio to hang for awhile. gabs and i stayed there one night and camped on the beach for about four or five other ones including christmas eve and night. Then we headed up to the isolated coast of michoacan, did a little random hitchhiking/surrendering to the flow experience (the people who picked us up went way past where we were trying to go so we rode with them another 50k to where they were headed, it ended up being perfect and we met a great german couple who we spent new years with), found some completely untouristed beaches and then arived at what we thought was gonna be a mellow place but ended up being the gathering place for mexican hippies who wanna camp on the beach for nye, a gourgous place called Maruata where there were techno bars set up on the sand and a sweet reggae band playing back in a banana patch (we could hear the beat and just followed it through the pitch dark until we arived at the place to be. we also had some great lobster on new years day. Next, after the revelries, we went inland for two weeks around the upland michoacan, so called the soul of mexico, and we loved it. we met an artist in uruapan who we totally vibed with and he invited us to a temazcal (a traditional sweat lodge) the next night. it was gabriella´s first and my second time sweating in this way and it was very powerful. the space created by the leader was beautiful and we all went around the circle during each of the four sessions sharing what we were letting go of our afraid of our what our hearts wanted to share with the group...we exited to a smorgasboarg of fresh fruits and it was a moment that i was exspecially happy to be alive :)
I will leave you there for now and post more soon, for now i must just get a letter out there to yall.
more love than humanely possible and more fun talk soon, and know that right now youre caught up to about mid january...february and march to come
