Sitting in Mexico
I am in Mexico again running my artist residency. Aside from a cruel bacterial infection that is stopping me from eating all the tacos I want, life is good.
I love Mexico. I love the warmth, the sun, the people, the food. Blah, blah, blah, I've written about this before. But there's more I think.
Life is slower here. (Truer?) I don't know what it is, really. Culture? Weather? History? Things are simultaneously easier and harder and none of it matters all that much. It seems that there is more face to face, less technology. More connection, less isolation. Less faces in cell phones? More experiential moments, more fully lived moments.
But also, keep in mind, I have a crush on Mexico. Have for quite some time.
My friend Andy writes crazy good. He sends out periodic emails with some of his writing from experiences in every day life. It's mind-boggling that so much happens to Andy in the course of an average day, but then I think: the same happens to all of us! Andy is just better at noticing it and then recording it.
So that's what I do: I try to be better at noticing things. And I'm better at it in Mexico. More observant. More aware.
Sometimes I feel more awake in Mexico.
A lesson for all of us to keep awake to what is around us. Life is in the details observed. Joy is in the interaction.
Eat more tacos.