On Living Abroad In Mexico

At any age it is easy to become immersed in the all too familiar. It can become a routine of comfort and what we know. The outside world is brought to us through the filtered lenses of someone else’s point of view.  The internet, movies, television, newspaper, magazine book print bring us these images and ideas and we form opinions about how it is out there.  But these viewpoints for the most part are fueled by an agenda of one sort or another to motivate, sell, or entertain;  with more of  an undercurrent of  fear than we would like to admit.  We are fascinated by threats and danger as long as we can safely observe out of harm’s way. Yet there is a wonderful sense of self-reward when we physically step into the unknown. We find out for ourselves. We have experiences which can affect all of the senses. I find that visiting or living abroad for extended periods of time throws me into a space where everything is new. The landscape, the people, the food, their art. Language and entertainment’ and their ways of life  are all rich variations to what I have known.  The longer I can stay the more I become immersed.

When my mother, now in her late 90’s and living in Southern Texas, asked me if I could possibly move a bit closer and visit more frequently.  It was not a request I would turn down. Texas would have been safe, comfortable, and familiar. But then there was Mexico, particularly San Miguel de Allende.  There is virtually a war on the border, yet one might believe the entire country is an extension of this conflict if you let the news articles permeate your brain. Yet this doesn’t seem to be what is happening to the average person or the average visitor. The fiestas, celebrations, smiles on people’s faces, and pace of life continues, perhaps dismissive of the toxic news that we practically mainline. There is a warmth, light-heartedness and playful acceptance of my broken Spanish as it hits the airwaves. Today, a Saturday, after our conversational Spanish class, we walked by the jardin ( central square here). Old and young were exhibiting a variety of latin dances. The streets were filled with nobody in a rush to get anywhere, but simply enjoying the pace of a weekend day. In his book, The People Code, Dr. Taylor Hartman describes how each of us has a primary color code and how countries themselves represent the flavor of a particular color. Mexico’s is yellow. It is the color of fun, playfulness and making sure there is time for this expression. They appreciate what they have rather than being miserable over what they lack. There are the downsides to be sure, but this is an energy pattern that one needs to feel rather than hear about on tv. Alan Riding in his book, Distant Neighbors, comments that probably nowhere in the world do two countries as different as Mexico and the United States live side by side as neighbors and understand each other so little. There is something to be said for checking things out for yourself. You can often be pleasantly surprised. For more information on the People and color coding go to: www.thepeoplecode.com or www.hartmancommunications.com

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  1. Well said. I never thought I would agree with this opinion, but I’m beginning to view things differently. I definitely want research more on this as it appears quite interesting. One thing I don’t get though is how everything is related together.

    • Sandy says:

      I was attempting to suggest that if we get out of our comfort zones to check things out we can find that we can avail ourselves of potentially richer experiences than our routines presently provide. In this case I just used the example of coming to Mexico. Thanks for your comment.

      • Janice Burns Williamson says:

        Sandy,
        Are you living in San Miguel? I was in the 1960 Leon Class. We go to San Miguel every year and have since 1976. We will be there in August, Sept. and Oct. Driving from Tallahassees – if you need us to bring anything you need let me know. Jan

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