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My Planet: Barra De Potosi, Mexico

“In Mexico, I learned to live in the present moment and to accept life as it comes.” ~ Emma Watson

Two months after the death of my father, I fled to a village south of Zihuatanejo, Mexico, for the quiet I so desperately needed to clear my head. From the hammock of my small B&B by the beach, I slept and wrote and cried and learned to breathe on my own again. I woke up early and swam in the sea, ate croissants and strong Mexican coffee courtesy of my multicultural hosts, shared conversations with fellow travelers over freshly caught seafood, and surrounded myself with books and Frida Kahlo. It slowed me just as I needed to be slowed as I began the next chapter of my life.


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