Hello all,
I know time doesn't exist really but this month felt like half a year to me.
January here in my beloved home feels super powerful, active and deep. I feel that this month or this 2025 year is banging already.
My cacao babies are reaching more and more hearts, on top I get some cool extra pesos from outdoor activities with visitors and I am feeling like expanding and collaborating more.
My energy levels are nicely harmonised with close friendships and fun adventures and I make sure I get to spend some time by myself so my cup is full.
The weather is nice and comfortable, chilly nights ( I am totally now a Mexican 😂) and warm days.
The ocean is full of dolphins, whales and sharks which truly makes my heart sing.
But I wanna share some story here because it feels like an extraordinary event that happenned in my life.
In the beginning of this month me and a friend of mine decided to walk the dogs by the river, a bit furher away from where we live but in the same region. Nothing different and not too deep in the woods.
Well, little did we know that while having our vegan picnic by the river 2 men would approach us with one mission- to take our money or everything we would have valuable to them.
They took out guns to scare us, one had a mask, the other gave orders but after something like 30 min of talking to them the miracle happened-not only that they left us with our things but they even gave back the phone they already had in their hands. Luck, you would say? I don't know. It felt like many things.
The spirits and protectors were with us, no doubt at all, perhaps the men underestimating 2 white women speaking fluent Spanish. We stood up for ourselves, and explained our situation here in Mexico, we talked to them like human to human, understanding the risks but standing up for ourselves and not agreeing with their requirements. The adrenaline was pumping in our bodies but we stayed calm and probably found some inner Earth force within. It was not fun, nor easy but the pistols did not scare us.
It could have finished in many crazy ways but it finished how it did. And for that I give thanks to life. And give thanks to Mexico. Ang give thanks to this incredibly strong power we women can access.
This story is not to scare or show off but truly a documented story for me to remember and to be thankful.
I am still in love with Mexico.
With love, protection and inspiration,
Ligita
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