“A smile is a curve that sets everything straight.” ~Phyllis Diller
When you read the guidebooks, there is always mention about how friendly the people are in Mexico. But somehow that word alone, doesn’t paint the most accurate picture of the feeling you get. It was best described to me by an American expat we met in La Paz. He felt like he was living back home in the US, in a small town, in the 1950’s. There is a spirit, a sense of peace and adventure that our modern life in the North doesn’t afford us.
I came across this poem many months ago when I was compiling my research for the trip to La Paz. This says it all.
What is it that brings us back to Mexico?
Such a devine design…. They tell a whole story in an unspoken exchange. The eyes of Mexico are deep and broad, yet old and wise. These eyes have seen more history than can be told in a book. Even in our imaginations we can’t begin to travel where Mexico has been.
How a person smiles or if they smile at all can unravel their own story….People sometimes hide behind a smile, not realizing we see through the disguise. Mexico doesn’t hide behind its steadfast smile. It is there for the taking. We receive smile after smile, everyday of our visit. Even in the face of adversity, we can depend on Mexico to give us the gift of a warm smile. And we respond with our hearts.
Is it high-pitched? Is it deep and rough? A voice can be a cruel joke, not matching the landscape…..For me, the voice of Mexico is a warm whisper that can’t be heard. It is something you feel inside. It is a silent sensation that speaks of heritage, simplicity and rich colors. We experience an endless season of celebrations through this whisper. I fell in love with the voice of Mexico many years ago. This love grows stronger with each visit.
Put the eyes, the smile and the voice in a bookmark for a moment. There is something else that keeps calling us back. Is it the scenery and the recreation we experience? Of course, but even that isn’t it. It’s the one thing that keeps Mexico stranded in our minds for endless hours….
The pace of Mexico gives us permission to live each day, one at a time.
We don’t have this privilege in our everyday lives. We are far too busy preparing for the next step, the next meal, the next day. We are not happy unless we are predicting tomorrows problems and preparing for every possible disaster that may fall in our path. We spend our life preparing for life but we are far too busy being “productive” to live it. When you wake up in Mexico the pace will greet you and it will remind you. At breakfast you’ll be enjoying the morning, not worrying about the afternoon. At lunch, you will simply enjoy the afternoon. There is no need to worry about dinner. It will arrive. If you need to look at your watch to be reminded go ahead, but why bother? Evening will arrive without a clock and you will often find that you are still enjoying the afternoon when it does.
- The Good Stuff – Sharing a laugh