Well, I am sitting at my parents table, listening to the news. I have just finally finished packing away my things, and packing my bags… as tomorrow I head to Edmonton, to fly out and back to Mexico only in a few more days.

I’m flying back to Cancun, Mexico and it has been 10.5 months since I put my things into storage and flew back to Saskatchewan for a contract in the Coronach Power Plant. One overhaul, turned into three… and have two months off and then had 2 more overhauls.
I am overhauled out for the year- I know this now since I have been done work for one week. This past week has been busy and fun and heart felt. I finished work on Friday and spent Friday night just hanging out with my Roomies/Besties from e-town and their newborn… I was pretty tired by 11 so went to bed and the next morning I slept into 7:30 to begin my day. Yeah- sleeping in, the previous 26 days I woke up between 5 and 5:30 and was working between 10.5-12.5 hours every day… My health stayed good though, however, I never had much enthusiasm for trying to give massages after work as well… only a few, for holistic reasons and not for making more money. I spent all day organizing and packing- recycling things from my past 9.5 months of living there…. my hoarding tendencies to keep things that others would easily dispose of… but I love making projects and not wanting to buy things that I could have recycled or re-used.

I wouldn’t say I have high anxiety- but I do have a little bit of anxiety for sure when it comes to stuff and to driving… so I was in my best spirits when I was going through all my stuff trying to decide what I want to bring with my back to Mexico and what to get rid of and what to store at my parents place… then thinking about driving it all up to my sisters for a few days and then drive it all the way up to my parents house a few days later.  It was taking me forever- and I started running around trying to finish things up… I wanted to put an important envelope into my purse before I forgot about it and when I did I was blocked by a white paper- so I picked it up and was going to throw it in the recycling… when I flipped it over and realized it was a photo of my Grandma Baker.
I stopped. HOW did this picture get here??? I didn’t have my photo albums, this picture wasn’t one of my own, I think I saw the photo before but can’t be sure…. and HOW did it get in my purse? I had just rushed out to Canadian tire to get some more garbage bags an hour earlier… I coulnd’t come up with any explanation… but I just knew in my heart that my grandma was with me then… and I took a time out to sit on the floor, surrounded by my mess and cry. Cry because I was relived that I was done working in a place that is so far from what I really wanted to be doing, cry because I had such an interesting last 10 months- even though I worked almost every day for 8 of those months, I met so many characters and learned more about myself and met new people, friends and had new perspective and I also suffered through discovering things the hard way. Trying to stay healthy and happy daily- but being unable to be reach my goals.  My Grandma, for sure is what has kept me healthy throughout all my travels- she died before I went to Brazil (finally my Brazilian visa arrived on the day of my Grandma’s funeral) and she has been with me throughout many adventures and card games. My friends place was so close to her place of rest and across the field from where she had died… where I had layed with her lifeless body 6 years previously. Anyways- I love my grandma, and what an amazing gift she gave me this night, to remind me she was with me… makes me feel a lot better… and as I continued to pack my vehicle and then drove out of town in the wee- hours of the morning, I saw a bright shooting star in the night sky and when I looked at the time it was 1:23am. I saw a few deers run across the road and my tired eyes rested for a few seconds to long a few times- but I made it into Regina by 3:30am before bringing in many boxes again- as it was 15 degrees difference in Regina than Estevan.

The next couple of days in Regina we filled with my nephew, friend who just got married and a guy I’ve been dating for the past 5 months… everything was fun and great, and all of them thought it would be great if I lived closer… Highlight of the weekend, well, one of them was going to the movie CoCo… I invited my sister and nephews to the movie as their Christmas present… it was such a lovely movie and really shared more insight into the Day of the Dead and the reason for the alters with the families photos. My nephew become emotionally involved in one part as was sitting there weeping as he watched the movie, and I went over and sat with him… thinking it was so sweet he is so sensitive.

Last night I watched 3 or 4 christmas movies at Moms house while I was doing things around the house… I will admit that I had cried in a few parts as well.

Well- my truck had broken down outside of North Battleford and needed to get my mom and dad to come and pick me up. SO we needed to move the stuff to their truck so our truck could be towed. The week of moving stuff- in a few more days I need to tackled all of my stuff in Mexico… this is also giving me anxiety, but I know everything will work out in a good way, I need to just have faith. I am going to visit a few different friends in the Mayan Riviera before leaving for Oaxaca… and I may have found what I am going to do to volunteer at around Christmas time! Perhaps,  I can get involved with a group of American Hippies rebuilding in Oaxaca… this is exactly what I want to do! So when I get more details about this- I will update. But just saying, if you put it out there- and it’s suppose to be, it happens. The past couple of days I had said I wanted to volunteer over christmas and today my I briefly exchanged messages with my friend and she said her mom knows people who are doing a project in Oaxaca…. I think it will be meant to be.

Well I have things I need to do now… but just wanted to share a bit of this.
I think this month is going to be crazy and I want to document my journey… returning to Mexico, returning to my studies, moving to a new place, discovering new things, and working towards my Svastha.