Guatemala Dreamin'
Monday, July 23, 2012
I’m sitting this morning with the sun
shining and warming my feet on the terracotta tiles of the front porch of our
rented house in Panajachel, Guatemala with a view of a tropical garden, a blue
sky with fluffy fast-moving clouds, and a small tree-covered mountainside.
Paradise, right? So why have I been having a tough time here? One reason is a
parade of sicknesses between Luke and myself, first a five-day intense stomach
bug for him, then for me, and now for him again--this time with antibiotic--and
we both hope the dance doesn’t pick back up with me again this week. I do feel
rather achy today. Fingers crossed. (Photo: view of one of the volcanoes on Lake Aititlan from Panajachel, Guatemala)
The other is the emotional intensity and ongoing
inner surprises I have been experiencing while continuing to allow my emotional
backlog to come up and out so I can be truly present within myself and
conscious of what I’m experiencing, that lovely and elusive in-the-moment
living. A woman I knew called it ‘conscious awareness of self,’ but it’s more
than that; it’s conscious awareness of oneself and one’s place on the planet,
of meeting one’s own needs and helping others to as well. A man I know said
your freedom ends when it impinges on another’s. If that’s true, it seems to me
that no one and nothing can ever truly be free. Maybe that’s how it’s supposed
to be in our interconnectedness and oneness on Earth. (Photo: butterfly in a nature reserve in Guatemala)
I’ve had a lot of wishes lately. Like right
now despite my enjoyment of the sun part of me wishes it would rain so I’d find
it easier to feel cranky despite the glory of this morning and this place. But
then I remind myself that I feel better when I wish for things to be the way
they are, and that when I push a wish to come true I often don’t even enjoy the
outcome. I learned that in a huge way recently.
I get frustrated with myself sometimes that
I’m not enough of this or I’m too much of that; I can be very forgiving of
others and still set pretty impossible standards for myself. I’d say I’m
working on it, but I would be chided for working too much, so I’ll say I’m
steadily letting it go and leave it at that.
I’m realizing I’ve had a lot of
preconceived notions about what it’s like finding one’s life partner, some from
Disney and others from personal observation and other societal input, and what
I’m learning lately is how much these impede me from being in the moment and
place ridiculous constraints and “should’s” on top of otherwise amazing life
experiences.
Right now my wonderful boyfriend and I are
supporting each other, are physically together in our own little house and enjoying
the luxury of studying Spanish in a beautiful little town on a lake a mile high
with views of three volcanoes in a school laden with magical gardens of
tropical birds and plants popping out of every nook. Daily we trawl through the
local market for fresh food for supper, where a fresh and peeled coconut costs
60 cents and handfuls of juicy soil-covered tomatoes are abundant and even
cheaper. Our Spanish teacher is a sweet lady, a Mayan doll probably less than
five feet tall and skinnier than I even after the weight loss of a week of not
eating. Want to diet? Try being Western and living in a developing country for
a while. (Photo: forest hike in Guatemala: look how big those leaves are!)
Years ago I met a girl in India who
excitedly told me how when she had a worm in her intestines she ate all that
she wanted and yet lost 30 lbs. I don’t think Luke has a worm but two weeks of
not holding down food does slim a body down, and more understandably than that
girl, he is none too pleased.
We have one more week in Guatemala, and then
the adventure continues in Ecuador.
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