La Vida en Mexico

Okay what were the exact instructions again? Go outside to the right of the house and turn the switch on. I faintly recall my Swiss house-mate saying something about, “it looks like this,” while pointing to the electrical switch, “turn it on and off, it make a large sound.” I should’ve paid attention. I walk over to some grey pipes, there are two white switches. I take a chance and turn them both on. There’s a loud motor sound that comes out when I turn the second one on, sending a vibration through the concrete underneath my feet. Was that it? And then it abruptly stops! I run back into the house, turn the kitchen tap on – and there’s water! I run up the red tiled stairs and check the bathroom, sink – no, no water. Ah darn! What I would do to have the water back on right now. I never thought I would be pining for that cold drizzle that is erroneously called a shower. I go back down and out the door and try again, run back upstairs to check and, no -- still no agua.

After running outside several times, I look back only to realize that I closed the door fully this time quietly locking myself out of the house. I quickly evaluate my options. All the emergency numbers are inside, so is my purse. I can sit here and wait outside on the street for my housemate to return or I could walk over to the school and see if anyone is still there in the evening. I choose the latter. Luckily Jose the school Director is still there. I interrupt his meeting and make no attempt to speak Spanish (like we’re supposed to at all times). He immediately asks what’s wrong. I explain, “the water is out and I locked myself out of the house, do you happen to have an extra pair of keys.” He hands over some keys and explains the switch trick several times. “Turn the switch on for ten minutes…it should make a loud sound” I explain that there’s no longer a sound and he promises to come by and take a look at the water situation. Feeling grateful that he’s still here, I walk back tired but hopeful at least I can get in the house now.

A couple hours later, my roommate comes home ready for a shower, so does Jose with his dog Frodo skipping along (who I’m more than happy to see outside of school). He takes a look around and decides that he will need to have the maintenance repair guy come in to fix it. “Great when do you think he’ll be here?” “Maybe tonight? Maybe tomorrow.” He texts him but found out “esta en Cancun”. He’s gone to Cancun. Ahhhh I see.

I noticed that outside of a feeble attempt to question the situation when my housemate responds to Jose with a, “porque?,” neither of us give much weight to the situation. “La vida en Mexico” (that’s life in Mexico) we proclaim and move on with our day. More time for meditation and writing for me, shower will have to wait. As I go back to my room and sit down to write, almost as if on cue I hear the neighbors playing Bob Marley’s, “Everything is gonna be alllll right. Every little thing is gonna be all right” And everything IS all right.

(I’ve been in Playa Del Carmen for the past four days learning Spanish. It’s a beautiful place with beautiful people. And I’m not at all minding the warm 75-80 degree weather and being able to take a walk on the beach almost every day. Time seems to have expanded throughout each day. There is plenty of time for everything.) :-)


  1. Hola querida hermana Gurita! :-)

    Que este mensaje te encuentre llena de ecuanimidad.

    You are close to one of the most inspiring Mayan ruins, from my point of view. In particular, Tulum is a place dedicated to the Feminine Divine. I was deeply touched by the beauty of it. You can feel the love and many hours of silent devotion to Venus in that spot on the Earth.

    You (being one of the embodiments of the Feminine Divine in balance with the Masculine Divine) might like to explore the possibility to go there.

    Está muy cerca de Playa del Carmen.

    Te mando todo mi amor y bendiciones universales.

    Hasta la Victoria Siempre!

    ah! and see you on the cushion! ;-)

  2. Guri, Enjoy the journey. My heart is with you. As our friend Pico Iyer said: "We travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next, to find ourselves. We travel to open our hearts and eyes and learn more about the world than our newspapers will accommodate. We travel to bring what little we can, in our ignorance and knowledge, to those parts of the globe whose riches are differently dispersed."

  3. Buenos dias, Ginde!

    This reminds me of my Spanish classes in Ecuador ... even though I had taken Spanish in high school, there were so many things I had forgotten. Key phrases to remember: 1) Conoces el camino a (insert place you're desperately seeking here)? and 2) Esta hablando muy rapido. Hable despacio, por favor.

    Enjoy the beautiful beaches :)

  4. Hermano Pancho, Buenas Diaz. Gracias por tu consejo. I am looking forward to the Mayan Ruins in Tulum. The next two weeks will be visiting the ancient ruins before going into a week of solitude in Guatemala.

    Espere que usted sea bien, mi amigo!

    Jean, that's a beautiful quote, very rich. Thanks for sharing.

    Jen, thanks for the phrases. I think the second one especially will be helpful because everyone talks so fast here.

    Paz Y Amor,

  5. Grrrr:

    I'm thrilled you have made the time for this journey!

    You have hit on something that has always been quite interesting to me: the way in which, as you put it, "Time seems to have expanded throughout each day. There is plenty of time for everything." Perhaps during your time of introspection you might stumble upon the conditions that produce this condition.

    As you know, I have little patience for writers offering spiritual insight. But the best of them, guys like J. Krishnamurti or Eckhart Tolle, are successful when they are able to drill incisively into the psychological dynamics that alter the ways in which we perceive and interact with the world. Maybe you can identify the special mix of things that creates this rare and wonderful feeling of efficiency and temporal spaciousness.



  6. Hey Gurrr! Thanks for taking the time to share as your journey unfolds. Looking forward to hearing your insights from your inward and outward journey as you travel along :)

  7. I am learning the word 'vicarious' in a serious way - it's unhealthy! (I might let out a 'yelp!' on BART that will startle business suits). Learning language, leisurely pace, walking on the beach, warm temperatures, a destination supporting solitude...great! What am I doing returning to the same house everyday...? Clearly your experience is not limited to 'you'. Thanks for your departure Guri.