Something about how time moves here in Mexico. It's not even just being on vacation and away from the usual anchors of each day. Here, not only do I lose track of the day, the date, but I also totally get lost in the time of day. It could be noon or it could be four o'clock. I've never been more off in my guesses. It's strange and kind of helpful. Sometimes it seems to connect me more to what's happening on the inside, and other times I feel sort of trapped by it.
Wherever you go, there you are.
The blog at night grounds me. And because I've had the exact same thoughts as Natalie about missing fresh updates on other blogs, and because we are HERE, I'm motivated to keep you posted. It makes it feel more shared, less indulgent or something, to be sharing this with you, at least vicariously.
Today:
:: We broke away from the pack (somehow we've been moving as a whole group for a week...that's three kids and three adults coordinating-what were we thinking!) and ventured out just me and Elliottand Sascha for a chunk of the day
:: We met new friends from Portland, Oregon.
:: Elliott got new flip flops.
:: We found out the poisonous caterpillars at the casa aren't quite so scary as we thought.
:: I've been thinking about how I pick and choose Law of Attraction and would prefer to take it on in whole, so started to own up to manifesting these caterpillars in the first place. hmmm. Not as much fun as taking credit for manifesting the "good" stuff.
:: Saschy fell asleep in the ergo on my back and I played with Elliott in the surf. The big waves make everyone laugh.
:: We talked about cowboys and sharks before bed, instead of hockey.
:: In the grocery store I held naked, sandy Saschy girl on my front and Elliott on my back in ergo with tortilla chips, salsa, peanut butter, spagetti noodles, ragu sauce, bottle of water and mango juice on the counter.
:: I thought about the gift of travel with kids ...Saschy saying 'bayo' for cabillo (horse) and 'banyo' for bathroom, playing with Jose in the sand, seeing men handcraft beaded bowls, eating fresh papaya.
:: I felt sad about how angry, fearful and therefore controlling I have been and how that doesn't feel good at all. The downside of travel with kids.
:: I feel grateful to be here.