

Valentine’s Day writing and some more about last night: Valentine’s Day has never really inspired me, but the romance of immersing with the juiciness of this everyday existence, now that is what carries me. And if it means that you follow your heart more, then that’s wonderful! That’s what it should be about I think, honoring our heart, honoring our center. Last night I took part in a Temazcal ceremony here in Tulum. It’s a very popular, potent healing modality throughout these lands, but for those of you who aren’t familiar: Temazcal is a sweat lodge you sit in for an extended time period in total darkness, calling upon the ancestors of the land, the elements, mama earth, the celestial energies. It represents the womb. It pushes you to your limits until your only choice is to release and rebirth. It can be scary entering, and what we must turn to is what’s within. Our breath takes us through the process, and we trust. We trust and let go. Yet another microcosm for life itself. Besides devotion and gratitude, this is why we do these practices. Because they prepare us for life. When we are amidst environments that are out of our control, our only choice becomes situating ourselves in our heart center, because not only is it a cocoon that allows us to crawl into for comfort and protection, but it is also what allows us the courage to break open and immerse anew after necessary shedding. The heart is the way in and the way through, it is the center that is the root connecting to All That Is. May it be our compass now and eternally.🙏🏼✨🌿🧡