“spirtually and passionately alive”
Most observe it quite rapidly, I’m a bit of a restless soul… always poised for the next grand encounter of life. Perhaps that’s why I’m blessed to have so many rich experiences. The fairytale moments flow in and out of my life with the frenzy of river rapids. At times, I wondered if my “restlessness” could be a less than optimal quality. Then, one of the first things I read from my Twitter feed as I opened my laptop for the first time in four days was a quote from Rumi:
What is this restlessness? Does a drop stay still in the ocean? Move with the entirety, and with the tiniest particular.
Ha! How silly of me to consider anything else but to embrace this joyous “restlessness.”
I just got back from my second trip to las barrancas, the Copper Canyon, deep in the Sierra Madre of Northwestern Mexico. This time to dance with the diablos… the painted Rarámuri diablos. My spirit is full of awe. Yet another most MAGICAL experience. I’ve visited the canyons twice now and both times a most pure joy touched me so profoundly it moved me to tears. I’m anxious (restless… hahaha) to write about it all. My first experience and the second. Yet, as always, I feel apprehensive toward the task of trying to convey what I saw, experienced and felt in words. Truthfully, I never feel like my writing captures the complete essence of what I encounter. But, at the very least, the words offer a small window, a tiny peek into this distinct, parallel world with which I’m becoming more and more familiar… in which I’m becoming more and more lost.
Several beautiful souls here in Chihuahua have already noted how very often I appear “lost… Laura perdida.” Lost in another realm, one where I have the eyes of a newborn, where the smallest delight in life is a shimmering gem that utterly captivates me.
As I groom my inbox before dedicating myself to sharing my experiences of Chihuahua and beyond through writing and photos, I leave you with another Rumi quote that greeted me today:
“Union is a raging river running toward the sea. Tonight the moon kisses the stars. O beloved, be like that to me.”
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You are ignorant of where the universe is, and thus, where you are. In fact, you have no knowledge of where anything is or of what anything is or how it came to be. Life is a mystery.
— , Way of the Peaceful Warrior
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