Two years ago, Ayla and I had a magical trip to my favourite place, Sayulita, Mexico. Alya hadn’t had a vacation in six years and I needed to escape my cohabitation-separation with my now ex-husband. So we thought “let’s get the heck outta here..”
We hadn’t planned to go for Day of the Dead but it worked out that way and what followed was an incredibly magical week of synchronous rest and connection — to eachother, ourselves and the beautiful town that has stolen my heart. (The pictures are of us from that trip!)
After that week, I promised I would go back down for this particular celebration whenever possible so that I could participate in the celebration of death that the Mexican culture has cultivated so beautifully and so generously shares with their visitors.
Over the last two years I have experienced many forms of death: a great Aunt, a good friend, a family pet, my ego (a few times), attachments, identity, relationships, habits, and old patterns.
I am currently writing this on descent into the Puerta Vallarta airport and tomorrow I am celebrating the death of these things as well as the subsequent growth and life I’ve been blessed to experience in the last two years. Beauty from ashes. Of course, I couldn’t have done it without the restorative support of Yoga Nidra, the Peace in Rest program and this community. Shout out to y’all!!!
Tomorrow, I am laying a lot to rest.
May it Rest in Peace. ❤️🔥💀
I shall report back!
P.S. Do you have a special or magical place that you travel to for renewal or have experienced deep healing in?? Please share!! ✈️