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Time to Have No Clue

Well, that was it, the big news, the fabulous exposé. Job in place, job not in place. Income stream, no income stream. So be it. Without the mortgage payment back in the U.S. and with most of our rents paid through the end of April, I get to indulge in a rare treat: a panic-free stretch of contemplation. Hyperventilation is bad for your brain, and it isn’t sexy, either. Are you doing twenty things at once? Stop it!

I want to take a moment to thank you all for your shows of support over the past few days. Many people have reached out in the comments, via text, or on Facebook, and I appreciate it. Your support means a great deal to me, and hopefully I can return the favor with some inspiration and encouragement for your journeys.

Since October, when Cindy and I started this adventure, I have shed a great deal. When we started, I knew I would drop many things from life, or that they would fall away. To sum it up so far, I have shed a house in the U.S., a mortgage payment, the sense of accomplishment that comes along with meeting and keeping that societal expectation, some weight (thankfully!), and two jobs. The first job I couldn’t really do down here and wasn’t a great fit anyway, the second you know about. I have now a perfectly clean slate.

The truth is I don’t know where I go from here, at least as far as work is concerned, but I am giving myself the gift of time. By this I mean time to be okay with not knowing. When I have allowed myself space to have no clue in the past, good things have come of it, and I am sure they will again. That’s how it works, after all: multiple scenarios tax the mind, and relaxation allows the real answers to reach you.

Where do I go from here? Je ne sais pas, but I’ll contemplate it from here, my backyard in Playa Del Carmen

When I began this blog two years ago, I thought I would offer a few pieces on Mexican culture, maybe some information about destinations, some encouragement to visit, etc. I figured the blog would be primarily informational. As my own journey has evolved, though, I have realized there is more to all this than just an article here or there on amazing regional cuisine, good diving spots, or Spanish phraseology. I have found that people are hurting, I mean really wounded deep down, and that I am situated to offer them some encouragement, some hope. As I re-examine and re-order my life, I find myself compelled to encourage people to re-examine and re-order their own. For me, so much can be accomplished by simply stepping out the door. A change of scenery can give a vastly different perspective. Travel literally changes lives.

Travel indeed changes lives, Playa De Balandra, Baja California Sur

I realize many of you will never visit Mexico. You may never wish to, and you don’t have to. You do, however, have to address the suffering and pain in your life. How you do it is up to you; there are many possible solutions. What matters is that you begin to reach for happiness. If by sharing my journey I can be of any help to you in yours, I would be most gratified. You can follow me; I will lead.

Again, I thank you for your support along this journey, and I invite you to stay tuned, because a new chapter is just beginning. As always, please add any comments here, and if you’d like to be notified of new posts, please feel free to subscribe. The road goes on forever, and by God, the party never ends.

 

4 comments

  1. Hi Tomas!
    The great unknown! Yay. For what it’s worth, I’ve been soul searching since I moved to Wilsonville. My flame is burning at both ends sometimes, but have realized taking it slow and easy fits better for my personality. I’m in a position where I can ponder my dreams and not worry where my next loaf of bread will come from. However grateful and fortunate I am, I still look to the future with inquisitive eyes. Did I wait too long? Am I too late for my own arrival? Do I continue to dream on as I approach the next phase of my life? Where do I go from here?
    I’m not miserable, but I’m not happy. Which, happiness is over-rated so I don’t gauge my life by being happy. Am I content? Yes, and not so much. I’m restless. My life is too short and I want to live, live, live like I’m trying to make up for lost time. At the same time, I don’t feel as though I’ve wasted one single moment and I don’t want to waste any ounce of what my potential is and could be. I have my sights on Europe. That’s where I want to live someday.
    I continue to teach yoga and I have a healing arts practice I don’t utilize. Why not I ask? Maybe it’s time.
    Enjoy your life in Mexico just being!
    Peace.
    Ela

    1. Hi Ela, thank you for commenting. It’s great to hear from you! The timing of this period of not knowing is perfect, I have to say. I would much rather be someplace where nearly everything costs a third of what it would cost in the U.S. We also have parrots and parakeets flying around outside our window–not bad!

      Europe sounds amazing; I haven’t been since I did an exchange program in Spain in 1989. One of these days I’ll make it back.

      It would be fun to connect with you once we’re back in Oregon (in May some time!) Be well and I’ll talk to you again soon!

      1. Hi Tomas!
        Um, Yea! I’d love to have colorful tropical birds flying around my windows and not to mention a dime can go a long way! You are in a sacred place for sure!
        Yes, I’d love to connect in May when you return in Oregon. Keep me in the loop. For now, keep living your paradise! It is truly an amazing journey.
        Peace,
        Ela

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