So I know it's been a month since I posted and it was about a month before the last one. So much has happened and I guess I've just been talking about it and not writing. I do actually have a couple of other places I write. Privately. I have a food/exercise journal that I try to write at least a couple of lines in twice a week. Maybe I should make the same commitment here. Even if it's just a couple of sentences...then I could catch up. I also make notes abut how I'm feeling as part of my meditation group and whatever book we're discussing. Right now it's a book called Mindfulness and it's pretty far over my head ha ha! It's written for someone who is very knowledgeable about Buddhism and I am trying to understand the basics!
Ok anyway- we moved. Still in Mexico and still in Baja. In fact just a few miles away but no longer on the beach. Now we are on a hillside with a stunning view of the estuary and the beach shoreline beyond. Views of the mountains; at nite we sit outside and look at the starts and the far of lights of Maneadero and further, Ensenada. As it turns out it was the best thing that could have happened- we love it here. But the way it started....We got EVICTED!! From a trailer! Yeah later that day when I could laugh just a little I said- we ARE trailer trash...moved into a trailer and got evicted! ha ha ha ha...WEll it wasn't too funny when it was happening.I just erased a big long story I tried to write about how it happened but it was just too ridiculous. So I'll just say they wanted to rent our place for alot more money than we were paying. It was much easier to tell us to get out that to argue with us trying to raise our rent. Anyway the law says you can only raise the rent 10% per year and they want about triple what we were paying. So this horrid woman starting telling us how we couldn't use our laundry room anymore and Everardo called her a thief. She started screaming at him and a couple of hours later we were evicted. It was totally illegal, but we found a new place within 1 hour. One hour! So it was meant to be. We still went to the court and they confirmed it was not legal to kick us out- but because we were so happy with where we landed- we left anyway. Who wants to be in a place with so much negative energy? Other people who live there are having struggles with the owners as well, and how lucky were we to land in such a good place. This is a house, not a trailer and it's $100 a month cheaper!! We are no longer on the beach, but we were for 2 of the 3 years we've lived in Mexico, so this is ok. And the camps along the beach are all Americans and Canadians- no Mexican people live there...they're just the workers. Here, we live in a Mexican neighborhood. We have a huge yard, we must be on 3/4 of an acre. Lots of running room for the dogs and space for me to dance every morning.
It's funny I wondered about the serenity I found on the beach- could I take it with me? I was just thinking about it, and talking about it in my AA meeting a couple of weeks before we moved. Ha ha guess what? I still have it. I love what I came to find there on that beach. It's the place my spirituality continued to grow...like the way it was down in Playa Ventura. I danced on that beach and I talked to the universe over that ocean, out to that point, into the sky. I developed my work out, I changed my eating habits. The truth is- the other day I hit 70 pounds lost! It's been since April 1, 2014, so 16 months of zumba dancing 5 mornings a week, with steps I made up, with my ipod in my ears, dancing by myself, not stopping when people walked by...I learned how to eat better, for the first 9 months by cutting back and cutting out, then I started counting calories and writing down what I ate. And yeah I lost 70 pounds! Pretty bitchin' eh? Yeah I'm pretty proud of myself. No I'm not size 2, or even 6 or 8. I'm 10 or 12...so I could probly lose more. I don't know if I will....but I'm going to try. I'm 8 pounds away from my weight when I was 30....and I'm 58. Ha ha and in a lot better shape than I was at 30!
Wow I got off the track there. But I guess that's what I do. In this new place I can still talk to the universe. And really we can drive to the beach in under 10 minutes. Ok so here's some pics before we left the beach. On the 4th of July we went swimming, for me it was the first time this year. I love the beach but not nuts about swimming in the bay unless it's really hot outside. And it was hot that day. Then we came in laughing and took a shower together (oooh) and later Everardo made a big fire on the beach and we went down and watched fireworks with the neighbors- it was nice. I'm glad we did it since we didn't know we were leaving soon ha ha. We left on July 15th. The a couple of days later we walked over in the estuary and Sam and Hazel went swimming so I'll put some pictures here. Not sure I've really put any pics of us...the dogs yes of course...
Well this last one is hubby one morning after an early morning walk with the dogs.
So I came back from the east coast in early June. Life kinda went back to normal, although I was now exploring my spirituality more after meeting my sister's friend who helped us all so much to go thru the process of losing my brother in law. Everardo showed up one day with a new universe chair for me- more comfy than the plastic beach chair, and leaned back. I started using it to meditate while overlooking the water. I had to wear a straw hat over my face ha ha. Now I have that chair here and I plunk down in it after dancing in the morning. If it's not foggy I can still see the point, the mountain top of the Bufadora (blow hole) that I watched while dancing on the beach. We sit outside a nite here- we never did that much at the beach...it was just different. This is so much better.
When sit at nite here, usually 9 or 10 pm, we hear crickets competing for center stage across the yard, dogs barking, faint Mexican music coming from down the road in one direction or the other, low voices in Spanish form a nearby house...it just feels like Mexico again. Oh and we have chickens next door- these crazy roosters crow at 3 am, 4 am....they get quiet about 6am....I am waiting for the day I don't hear them anymore. It's getting better. We were getting up before 6am the first week we were here, and now it's really back to around 7am...Ok here's the pics of Sam & Hazel swimming...
So yes now we need to start some memories from this new place. And the place the dogs are swimming- we can see it from here and drive there in about 5 minutes so that will continue for them. I have just a couple of photos of this new place so let's see...
These are pictures are all out of our kitchen and living room windows. Wide open spaces and views. We have so much land Everardo will make the biggest garden ever! Oh and he wants chickens! And I guess that's what we'll do. I do love eggs! And soon enough they won't keep me awake ha ha! When I was a kid there were chickens behind us, so I know I'll get used to it soon. It's really quite beautiful here.
Something wonderful happened when this thing started. Total assholes treated us badly and evicted us so they could rent out our place for more money. At first I was mad, in shock, then kinda devestated- where would we go? Oh and they gave us 24 hours! But that was also not legal and we could have taken the rest of the month but we did it in about 3 days. But, right when it happened- oh and police were there, too, I was scared. (Later the same cop was ordered by his boss to be on our side and get our deposit back and 2 weeks rent- so now we have a cop-friend to call if anything ever happens). So we left our place and headed for Ensenada to go to the court- but on the way I saw the door open of the place where I taught English and we pulled over and went in. The guy there is a friend, well his girlfriend is my friend, and I knew they had just moved in together, so we thought maybe he had an empty house we could stay in for a few days while we looked for something. This guy dropped what he was doing- he called his girlfriend, and we all met at this empty house- not his former house but a place he is managing for the owner. I didn't know it was empty- but it was this place. So in under and hour from when this nightmare started, it was becoming a good dream! These 2 people simply put their days, their lives on hold, and helped us. No questions asked. It was amazing. Humbling. So awesome to know people like this.
We thanked them so much and then continued on to the court, where we were given relief and help...but also decided we didn't want to fight for the trailer, we didn't want to be there. We still filed a complaint against them that was very detailed in case anything ever happened, but then we went back to the new place. Everardo then hired a guy a couple of houses down to help him and they brought the bed, and the fridge, the couch, the tvs. We stayed here the first nite. The trailer was over.
The next morning my friend Rowan, the girlfriend of the guy who brought us to this house, she showed up with another friend, Mimi, and a guy who helps them out, Martin, oh and some bananas and cold drinks...and we went to the trailer and they simply packed us up! We didn't even have very many boxes or plastic bins; they just brought armloads of things out to their cars, and then we brought them here and unloaded them. I was in a daze...I mostly stood around. Ha ha I couldn't find anything for days...ok some stuff I still can't find ha ha. Except for once when a moving company moved me when I transferred with a job, I had always packed up my own home to move. These women were like busy bees, buzzing thru our place, talking, sharing, laughing, stopping to hug me...it was AMAZING!...Oh and then my boss- she took care of my work for 2 days. She offered advance pay if we needed appliances or anything...I came to find out that the people we have around us are so....I have to use the word again...amazing. I'm not sure I would have realized how wonderful they all are. Honestly I'm used to being someone who reaches out and helps when someone ELSE is in crisis...not used to it being me. I'm so grateful. I know this is our path. It was meant to be and somehow we didn't see it- so the universe gave us a kick in the butt and pushed us out onto the new path! I know we could have fought it. I know we would have been justified in anger. Revenge....but you know what? For what? We didn't want to go back. We were so LUCKY how this happened. What if Everardo hadn't yelled at her and we got into a rent increase struggle in a month and this house would not have been available? It was just meant to be.
At first we both tried to understand what we did to deserve this bad thing happening to us- but by the end of the first day we talked and realized it wasn't our bad karma- it was someone else's bad energy and we were just caught up in the wave of it- but our own positive energy guided us to this better place. So it's been a couple of weeks, and Everardo has painted the whole inside of the house. All my favorite colors; cantaloupe orange, greens, and 2 shades of purple, one deep and one lighter. He has fixed pipes and plumbing, moved everything everywhere I wanted it...and has started on the yard. Some of his vegetables made it over here- peppers, and other stuff we encourage our old neighbors to take. He's starting new tomatoes and a friend today at the noon AA meeting in Ensenada says she's bringing him cucumber seeds and that it's not too late to start them. The ground is not salty over here and everything should flourish.
Last Sunday morning 4 women came over and we sage-ed the house. Blessed it with a beautiful ceremony to the 4 directions, to the sun and the moon and the earth and the water. When the woman was saying all these things I started crying. We burned the sage in every room and then walked around outside.
So we are settling in. I want to try to recommit to this blog. Maybe change it up a little. Maybe write a little more about my weight loss journey. I didn't before because I didn't know if I could do it- but I did. I made up my own program and then stuck to it. I want to write more about what's around me. Watching people, lifestyles, cultures, and about my job. Of course it's seasonal, so in October I think it will dwindle...but we'll see. AS it turned out I have been super busy with it and it's a big part of the reason I haven't written. Organizing and keeping track pf people, rooms, boats, dates, money..ha ha and a bunch of old retired fishermen...ha ha what a trip it's been.
Ok I think this is enough...for now. Viva!
Ok anyway- we moved. Still in Mexico and still in Baja. In fact just a few miles away but no longer on the beach. Now we are on a hillside with a stunning view of the estuary and the beach shoreline beyond. Views of the mountains; at nite we sit outside and look at the starts and the far of lights of Maneadero and further, Ensenada. As it turns out it was the best thing that could have happened- we love it here. But the way it started....We got EVICTED!! From a trailer! Yeah later that day when I could laugh just a little I said- we ARE trailer trash...moved into a trailer and got evicted! ha ha ha ha...WEll it wasn't too funny when it was happening.I just erased a big long story I tried to write about how it happened but it was just too ridiculous. So I'll just say they wanted to rent our place for alot more money than we were paying. It was much easier to tell us to get out that to argue with us trying to raise our rent. Anyway the law says you can only raise the rent 10% per year and they want about triple what we were paying. So this horrid woman starting telling us how we couldn't use our laundry room anymore and Everardo called her a thief. She started screaming at him and a couple of hours later we were evicted. It was totally illegal, but we found a new place within 1 hour. One hour! So it was meant to be. We still went to the court and they confirmed it was not legal to kick us out- but because we were so happy with where we landed- we left anyway. Who wants to be in a place with so much negative energy? Other people who live there are having struggles with the owners as well, and how lucky were we to land in such a good place. This is a house, not a trailer and it's $100 a month cheaper!! We are no longer on the beach, but we were for 2 of the 3 years we've lived in Mexico, so this is ok. And the camps along the beach are all Americans and Canadians- no Mexican people live there...they're just the workers. Here, we live in a Mexican neighborhood. We have a huge yard, we must be on 3/4 of an acre. Lots of running room for the dogs and space for me to dance every morning.
It's funny I wondered about the serenity I found on the beach- could I take it with me? I was just thinking about it, and talking about it in my AA meeting a couple of weeks before we moved. Ha ha guess what? I still have it. I love what I came to find there on that beach. It's the place my spirituality continued to grow...like the way it was down in Playa Ventura. I danced on that beach and I talked to the universe over that ocean, out to that point, into the sky. I developed my work out, I changed my eating habits. The truth is- the other day I hit 70 pounds lost! It's been since April 1, 2014, so 16 months of zumba dancing 5 mornings a week, with steps I made up, with my ipod in my ears, dancing by myself, not stopping when people walked by...I learned how to eat better, for the first 9 months by cutting back and cutting out, then I started counting calories and writing down what I ate. And yeah I lost 70 pounds! Pretty bitchin' eh? Yeah I'm pretty proud of myself. No I'm not size 2, or even 6 or 8. I'm 10 or 12...so I could probly lose more. I don't know if I will....but I'm going to try. I'm 8 pounds away from my weight when I was 30....and I'm 58. Ha ha and in a lot better shape than I was at 30!
Wow I got off the track there. But I guess that's what I do. In this new place I can still talk to the universe. And really we can drive to the beach in under 10 minutes. Ok so here's some pics before we left the beach. On the 4th of July we went swimming, for me it was the first time this year. I love the beach but not nuts about swimming in the bay unless it's really hot outside. And it was hot that day. Then we came in laughing and took a shower together (oooh) and later Everardo made a big fire on the beach and we went down and watched fireworks with the neighbors- it was nice. I'm glad we did it since we didn't know we were leaving soon ha ha. We left on July 15th. The a couple of days later we walked over in the estuary and Sam and Hazel went swimming so I'll put some pictures here. Not sure I've really put any pics of us...the dogs yes of course...
So I came back from the east coast in early June. Life kinda went back to normal, although I was now exploring my spirituality more after meeting my sister's friend who helped us all so much to go thru the process of losing my brother in law. Everardo showed up one day with a new universe chair for me- more comfy than the plastic beach chair, and leaned back. I started using it to meditate while overlooking the water. I had to wear a straw hat over my face ha ha. Now I have that chair here and I plunk down in it after dancing in the morning. If it's not foggy I can still see the point, the mountain top of the Bufadora (blow hole) that I watched while dancing on the beach. We sit outside a nite here- we never did that much at the beach...it was just different. This is so much better.
When sit at nite here, usually 9 or 10 pm, we hear crickets competing for center stage across the yard, dogs barking, faint Mexican music coming from down the road in one direction or the other, low voices in Spanish form a nearby house...it just feels like Mexico again. Oh and we have chickens next door- these crazy roosters crow at 3 am, 4 am....they get quiet about 6am....I am waiting for the day I don't hear them anymore. It's getting better. We were getting up before 6am the first week we were here, and now it's really back to around 7am...Ok here's the pics of Sam & Hazel swimming...
Something wonderful happened when this thing started. Total assholes treated us badly and evicted us so they could rent out our place for more money. At first I was mad, in shock, then kinda devestated- where would we go? Oh and they gave us 24 hours! But that was also not legal and we could have taken the rest of the month but we did it in about 3 days. But, right when it happened- oh and police were there, too, I was scared. (Later the same cop was ordered by his boss to be on our side and get our deposit back and 2 weeks rent- so now we have a cop-friend to call if anything ever happens). So we left our place and headed for Ensenada to go to the court- but on the way I saw the door open of the place where I taught English and we pulled over and went in. The guy there is a friend, well his girlfriend is my friend, and I knew they had just moved in together, so we thought maybe he had an empty house we could stay in for a few days while we looked for something. This guy dropped what he was doing- he called his girlfriend, and we all met at this empty house- not his former house but a place he is managing for the owner. I didn't know it was empty- but it was this place. So in under and hour from when this nightmare started, it was becoming a good dream! These 2 people simply put their days, their lives on hold, and helped us. No questions asked. It was amazing. Humbling. So awesome to know people like this.
We thanked them so much and then continued on to the court, where we were given relief and help...but also decided we didn't want to fight for the trailer, we didn't want to be there. We still filed a complaint against them that was very detailed in case anything ever happened, but then we went back to the new place. Everardo then hired a guy a couple of houses down to help him and they brought the bed, and the fridge, the couch, the tvs. We stayed here the first nite. The trailer was over.
The next morning my friend Rowan, the girlfriend of the guy who brought us to this house, she showed up with another friend, Mimi, and a guy who helps them out, Martin, oh and some bananas and cold drinks...and we went to the trailer and they simply packed us up! We didn't even have very many boxes or plastic bins; they just brought armloads of things out to their cars, and then we brought them here and unloaded them. I was in a daze...I mostly stood around. Ha ha I couldn't find anything for days...ok some stuff I still can't find ha ha. Except for once when a moving company moved me when I transferred with a job, I had always packed up my own home to move. These women were like busy bees, buzzing thru our place, talking, sharing, laughing, stopping to hug me...it was AMAZING!...Oh and then my boss- she took care of my work for 2 days. She offered advance pay if we needed appliances or anything...I came to find out that the people we have around us are so....I have to use the word again...amazing. I'm not sure I would have realized how wonderful they all are. Honestly I'm used to being someone who reaches out and helps when someone ELSE is in crisis...not used to it being me. I'm so grateful. I know this is our path. It was meant to be and somehow we didn't see it- so the universe gave us a kick in the butt and pushed us out onto the new path! I know we could have fought it. I know we would have been justified in anger. Revenge....but you know what? For what? We didn't want to go back. We were so LUCKY how this happened. What if Everardo hadn't yelled at her and we got into a rent increase struggle in a month and this house would not have been available? It was just meant to be.
At first we both tried to understand what we did to deserve this bad thing happening to us- but by the end of the first day we talked and realized it wasn't our bad karma- it was someone else's bad energy and we were just caught up in the wave of it- but our own positive energy guided us to this better place. So it's been a couple of weeks, and Everardo has painted the whole inside of the house. All my favorite colors; cantaloupe orange, greens, and 2 shades of purple, one deep and one lighter. He has fixed pipes and plumbing, moved everything everywhere I wanted it...and has started on the yard. Some of his vegetables made it over here- peppers, and other stuff we encourage our old neighbors to take. He's starting new tomatoes and a friend today at the noon AA meeting in Ensenada says she's bringing him cucumber seeds and that it's not too late to start them. The ground is not salty over here and everything should flourish.
Last Sunday morning 4 women came over and we sage-ed the house. Blessed it with a beautiful ceremony to the 4 directions, to the sun and the moon and the earth and the water. When the woman was saying all these things I started crying. We burned the sage in every room and then walked around outside.
So we are settling in. I want to try to recommit to this blog. Maybe change it up a little. Maybe write a little more about my weight loss journey. I didn't before because I didn't know if I could do it- but I did. I made up my own program and then stuck to it. I want to write more about what's around me. Watching people, lifestyles, cultures, and about my job. Of course it's seasonal, so in October I think it will dwindle...but we'll see. AS it turned out I have been super busy with it and it's a big part of the reason I haven't written. Organizing and keeping track pf people, rooms, boats, dates, money..ha ha and a bunch of old retired fishermen...ha ha what a trip it's been.
Ok I think this is enough...for now. Viva!
