On The Road In Mexico
With a friend, Rick, I am beginning a ten day Mexican road trip from San Miguel de Allende to Puebla, Oaxaca, and points to be decided upon. Anytime you drive in a foreign environment and are not familiar with anything, everything is a big deal.
One of the goals of our journey is to look for synchronicities and flow: make it a Zen trip if we can. That is as we physically journey we will look for feedback and endorsement that we are on the right path. There may be subtle intuitive urges, synchronistic feedback signs popping, or both, which will validate the course . When approaching a task or journey from this conscious viewpoint you can feel a certain slowing down of time. You become both the observer and the observed. You become more present appreciating everything around you and paying attention to the subtle forces.
Today for, example, after a long drive, we were trying to find the hotel Colonia de Puebla. The entrance eluded us because it faced on to a walking street and we were turned around to say the least. However, we knew the hotel garage was on a back street and we were close. We just didn’t know where. Rick, said, “Pull over after we pass that parked small truck ahead of us on the curve,. I think there might be an opening.” I do sliding into a nice wide space so as to let traffic pull though. I stop, open the car door, scoot across the street and ask a fellow who seems to belong in the area where the hotel garage is. He points me to a squawk box directly behind me. I am literally at the garage door . It swings open. Driving into the lot Rick comments about how fortuitous and easy getting into town and the hotel has turned out to be. There was a certain ease in entering the unfamiliar city. Then our Tom Tom GPS gal guding us to the city center after we had missed a turn, and then our hesitating right in front of the hotel’s unmarked garage door not knowing that that is exactly where we needed to be. The down pour turned every cafe on the Zocolo from being inviting but we wandered still protected from rain into a very nice Italian restaurant in the midst of the storm. It was a nice day.
These tiny events, are the subtle nuances that may come many times in a day. They are so small that one can breeze past them unaware of the subtle forces at work. But once you begin to see the coincidences as actual guidance and manifestation, then everything begins to become a bit more surreal and exciting. The ordinary does indeed becomes extra ordinary.
It is said that once you start to recognize synchronicities, however small, more will appear. We’ll see.
My guess is that each of you has at least one or more events that take place daily. Ou know, the kind which are smooth as silk. Stop next time that happens. Take a moment to appreciate it. String these events to one another and notice how you begin to feel.
Puebla, where we are staying is a beautiful city. It was called Puebla de los Angeles, the city of angels because it was the result of a great idea to impose civilization, controlling those Spaniards driven by greed and to reduce the tributes paid by the Indians in exchange for their help in building the city. We are going to see it tomorrow.
Tell us about your own experiences of this nature.