|A troupe of performers|
My trip to Guanajuato was unplanned... unexpected. Just because you live on a boat, cruising paradise, making new discoveries and relishing the time you have with your spouse, partner or family doesn't mean that personal problems don't get in the way of your self-made Utopia. Personal development (whether you plummet straight down to hell or whether you sail high amidst the heavens) is a requirement in life and it doesn't stop just because you are cruising. Jim and I were having some major communication problems... the kind that we suppressed and then watched as they manifested themselves into non-productive, tasteless dialogue and two different types of finger pointing exercises.
|Bronze sculpture of a mariachi|
William Congreve wrote in The Mourning Bride,
|Local man soloing beautiful ballads for pesos|
|A familiar scene in Guanajuato|
I discovered how much I miss the Arts... how much I appreciate creative effort and design... how much I love the buzz you get from the excitement of a crowd... and
how intellect opens wide with the introduction of new thoughts and ideas.
I am newly focused and can't wait to return to Guanajuato with my family. I think they're going to love it! Jim and I have discussed the possibility of renting a place there temporarily. The boat would be left in a marina... also temporarily. This is not a definite plan set in stone, but one that is a possibility for later this summer.
I worked on my personal goals while I was in Guanajuato. One is Spanish fluency for myself and the kids... Guanajuato has so many options.
More on fabulous Guanajuato tomorrow...