Where is home?

Where will I end up that will be a place that has people I would want to hang out with, where I love, has a great energy and vibe? Where my heart is happy and will want to stay a while?

This is an underlying current through these 6 months of travel - will there be a place I can land that will feel like my next home.

I am a wanderer right now. Some may say a nomad, but that has a negative connotation for me for some reason. Traveling for this long takes a different mindset. On the one hand it is absolutely freeing - to be able to go anywhere you want in the World, to see and do whatever you wish. Tim and I planned to come back to the Pacific Northwest for summers, but it would be to his home on the coast. I wanted to find my home, where I could comfortably land and know this was my place, but realistically that would take a couple years to find. I was staying open to if I found it sooner, but there is so much world to see!

I knew in my mind that home can be anywhere we choose, and I also knew that during this time of travel that I would grow into knowing that home is always within myself. In being comfortable with just myself and my soul. Not having any Earthly shackles but knowing I can always be free within myself in joy, happiness and being ever present to what is right in front of me. It’s scary and untethering. Living in a world where we are conditioned to buy and get and accumulate, moving in the other direction of simple and just-this-moment is a radical adjustment. My mantra soon became - “I will never travel to this place again, never again have this moment or experience, so just enjoy this right here, right now.”

And so we traveled from San Diego/LA to Cabo, Mexico. I had never done an all-inclusive resort, and Tim was excited to try one again, so that is what I booked for the next 10 days. He had been to Cabo before, but this was my first time, and the drive from the airport to the resort was pretty with nature. But when we came to the resort and there were armed guards at the gate, well, that didn’t seem so safe.

Then there were the throngs of people. Ugh. Already I was wondering how this was going to work. But we were up for this - We’re traveling!! This is amazing!! - and so we pivoted and allowed ourselves to be open to what this would bring. We were very good about bringing perspective to any situation, how blessed we were to be doing what we were doing. Many people only get a week or two, maybe three if they are lucky for a vacation a year, and here we are on the road for an extended amount of time. We did not want to become entitled people who have expectations everywhere we went. We want to get to know the culture, the people and the food and get the local feeling of the place. And be chill about it all. Perspective.

An all-inclusive means you can eat and drink whenever, all the time. At this resort, the pools were packed with people drinking all day, and I was working and not in this frame of mind. I stayed in the room doing my work calls while Tim lounged at the pool. We tried to take refuge on the beach, but as soon as you walked onto the sand, there were vendors all over you trying to sell you their wares. We would walk farther down on the beach and get some nature time away from vendors as much as we could which was relaxing.

Then, after a few days of being there, he got hit with food poisoning. The sanitary conditions at the resort was not ideal, and although we tried to be super careful washing hands, etc, he did get sick. Then a couple days after him, I also got it as well! After this, we ate very little and hardly drank alcohol, so there went the idea of an all-inclusive and paying extra for this benefit.

During this time we also needed to move rooms as our original room - which was “upgraded” - was in the party area of the complex. Loud music in the party pool was right outside every other day. We certainly were learning what would work for us and what wouldn’t. Try something out and see how it fits. Everything about Cabo right now was not fitting…

We did go into town one afternoon to walk around as I wanted to see the area outside of the resort. We took a taxi in, moved past the armed guards, and went to a recommended restaurant from a friend. We had a lovely table right on the beach - surrounded by vendors asking us to buy their items throughout the entire meal. Oh well. I guess this will be the sum of our adventure here! Needless to say, this was not a place we would want to return to, it was not our people, and it certainly didn't feel like home. I know there are many who enjoy Cabo and find the weather ideal, find spots that fit for them, but I knew as soon as I landed that it would be a “one and done” for me. Tim agreed.

He ended up leaving the resort a couple of days early to meet up with friends in Ohio for a football game weekend, so I stayed at the resort eating little, hanging out in the room and working. Until I got on a call from my company that I was downsized with a significant part of our team and was let go. Out of a job, just like that. After three and a half years working there and on the road. Life had a different direction for me. Again. And that, my friends, pretty much sums up Cabo. I was more than ready to leave and move on to the next destination.

Readjusting expectations (better yet - learning not to have them), moving more in flow, showing up with what Life has to offer. At the same time, learning how to create magic in any situation and a win-win-win in all encounters. Sharing a smile and positive Light with whomever we meet. I am actively working on this in myself and am up for the task!

Next stop - Nassau, Bahamas!

To your highest and best,

Dianna

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