In May, I spent 3 weeks in Mexico City on my first solo international trip.
There’s so much that I want to say about the experience but it still feels so dear and special to my heart, I’m still looking for the words that can encompass my feelings.
My soul needed this excursion after quietly deciding to pack up my things and transition out of living in my beloved New Orleans full-time – a bittersweet decision that felt right for me and necessary for my growth. A story that I will tell when I feel ready.
I have accepted that staying anywhere for too long causes me to feel full with restless angst. I have always had dreams of traveling the world, living, breathing, and experiencing the beauty and teachings of new destinations.
Mexico was an impeccable first launch into that journey. It’s gentle embrace and warm spirit allowed me to embody the softness that my body has been demanding from me for months, maybe years. It’s almost as if time moved slower there and I was able to be fully present.
Along the way I met strangers that sweetly embraced me like old friends and I ate food that transformed every single one of my taste buds anew. And I heard the best timeless classics spinning on vinyl in every room I set foot in.
Each day I wandered slowly, into new places, letting my intuition be my map and letting my spirit be my compass.
I met a version of myself that had been calling out to me for so long. I’m so happy that I trusted myself to move closer to her. It feels like I am embarking on a brand new chapter.
I’m learning that to lean into the life that I truly desire, there is so much that I must let go of in exchange. It’s not easy but it’s so worth it.
Can’t wait to share where I’m off to next. ♥️
Taylor xoxo
Selfishly, I hope Puerto Viejo is on your list of places to travel. Loved reading this and look forward to more reflections from this season of life transition!
love this for you ❤️