A Whole Heap Of Magic In Mexico

Hello. Hola. G’day!

It feels good to say that. It’s been some time my friends, two months actually, and I can hardly believe how fast time has flown. I have tried to remain present on instagram and facebook for the past couple of weeks, but finally I’m back where I feel most comfortable- behind the scenes of Such Different Skies.

Upon leaving Canada for a month in delicious Mexico- I had a plan. Sure, I was going to let my hair down, relax the diet a little, maybe even have a few too many frozen margaritas*, but I was going to touch down in cyber land pretty regularly. I thought: I could blog about the vegetarian food I eat, what to pack and what not to pack. I can share photos along the way. Well, the Uni-verse said screw that plan! You’re going to chill the f*** out and spend some time with me. And so I did.

Say this 10 times fast: My Mexican experience moved metaphorical mountains in my mind. It was a game changer. Just as Whistler was the place where I was launched head first and at great speed into my spiritual practice, Mexico, particularly coastal Mexico, was where that practice was… put into practice. The day we left Canada, our laptop, I believe by virtue of the Uni-verse, shat itself. Ka-put (if that’s a real word). What am I going to do!? That ridiculous off-line anxiety that I’ve discussed before, here. As miracles would have it, my computer did turn on, momentarily; I was happily making up a gigantic batch of guacamole (my staple food in Mexico) when I noticed my screen saver fluttering away. Instantly I ran for my iPod, plugged it in, and dragged and dropped audio books from Wayne Dyer, Louise Hay and Danielle LaPorte, as well as a few guided meditations. As soon as my computer finished syncing, it crashed. Woah, you mean business! Okay, I hear you loud and clear. This is our time. I’m here, and I want to connect.
And so my days in Puerto Escondido were filled to the absolute brim with affirmations galore, meditations at sunrise (with a million dollar view), infinite gratitude and endless miracles. I built a crystal grid on our coffee table and tried to wriggle out of my comfort zone so I could feel her presence. I would ask and she would answer. Wayne Dyer taught me to see the beauty in everything, which, when you’re staying in a third world country, isn’t the easiest ask. Louise Hay introduced me to the importance of prosperity thinking, and Danielle LaPorte not only inspired me to become a time-bender, but her advice to sign up for Marie Forleo’s B-School in the dying hours of registration saw me swiping my credit card with enthusiasm, instead of apprehension.

I spent a lot of my time on those hot and sweaty days dreaming- forecasting what I want to do in the world- not what I want to be- but what I want to create and change and improve. I dreamt of being abundant enough to help everybody else, not to afford a car or a house deposit. I spoke to the Uni-verse often, thanking her for the kick up the butt and for the opportunity to open myself to her guidance. And damn, does she have some guidance. B-School was the perfect example of this. Let me be perfectly clear: I have been travelling for three years non-stop, have maxed out a credit card and have another one on the climb. I cannot afford to be spending $2000 on anything right now. There I was co-creating on ways to become debt free (seeing as living debt-free is a huge act of self love), and she was dangling a $2000 carrot in front of me. But, I asked, and she said yes. I meditated the shit out of this question, I drew a few tarot cards, I dreamt on it. All signs pointed to growth and prosperity. This is going to cost you money in this moment, but what you learn will be invaluable. You are on the right path. Everything you dream about is coming. You are going to make a difference and this difference is going to get you out of debt. Thanks homegirl**.

Some of my fondest memories of Mexico will be of sitting on the beach, listening to the world, watching Glen surf. This is real. The waves- the strongest physical form of energy- washing up onto my feet, the pelicans gliding over top, the breeze. And my man, walking out of the surf towards me with the hugest smile I’ve seen on him yet. That smile sums up my time in Mexico- a divine manifestation of all the love and peace and beauty I’d discovered. It’s with tears in my eyes that I tell you how grateful I feel.

And would you believe it, after sending a few vibes out there along the lines of Okay sister, I’ve really loved this time together, and I promise that you’re my new BFF, but I gotta get back online! You gotta help me spread the love girl!- the money showed up, and now I’m sitting here, pimping out on my brand new MacBook Air, which is synced to my sparkly new iPhone 4s, and I’m ready and rearing (and totally technologically prepared- kinda) to spread the light and love (and recipes) anytime, anywhere.

This time away has refreshed me so much, that I’m bursting to write, but I have no idea what of! I just know it will come to me, and that I’m willing to dedicate a lot more time to this special little vortex of mine, which you tend to hop on over to from time to time. Thanks for that, by the way. It’s so nice to back. Now, let’s jump into some photos, and hopefully I’ll see you back here tomorrow.

* ‘Few too many’ margaritas may of been a slight understatement seeing as they were consistently the best I’ve had in my life. And I’m a seasoned bar-tender, so if margaritas are your poison, consider this your permission to feast wildly on them and only them (as I did)- they quench thirst far better than any beer, and they stay colder too. Just sayin’.
**Side note: BSchool is totally revolutionary and it’s rocking my freakin’ world!


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Peace, my pretties!