Hi. I’m feeling so exposed and vulnerable. No family. No business. No home, roots or symbols of meaning that we often point at to say, “this is me, I am good,” with a highly-tuned sensitivity to read the faces of others around us to affirm our belonging. This has been my state of being for
Great little spot that transports you back to Eastern Europe not to leave out the Epic-ness of Condesa Mexico City.
“Oh it’s a local fish with coconut curry veggies.” She said to me upon inquiring of today’s lunch dish. They said it was white fish but like so many things here, it’s much, much more. Exploding in color and delightful in the flavors of garlic, coconut milk, sunflower oil, curry, red pepper flakes, basil and
I thought Spiritual Rebirth was false until I experienced it. Many of us are burdened with heavy loads we were never intended to carry, creating addictions and compulsions in the seeking of relief. The rebirthing process is a way of releasing that so you can be merged back to your soul.
I’m bewitched. This place has teleported me from the trapping of the matrix and enchanted me with the divine. There is a loss of time, the minutes passing like days, relying on my trusty Garmin to give me a feeling of time and space. Time is such a brutal master, it’s seconds counting down over