Its been nearly a month now since we arrived here at the little brick home perched above the Cortez sea. And now its nearing our time to make moves again, re-enter society, create our tomorrows, and say goodbye to this small peace of tranquility.
Time has served us well here, in that it hasn't been present. Without societies usual gauges of time like the incessant alarm clock, deadlines, paydays, bill due dates, weekends and favorite television programs-- time has a way of wafting by at a cloud like pace. Slowly, saturatingly, marinating your mind in a delicate content. Mmm tasty food for the soul.

We've come to love that pace in all of its boring, unproductive, unstimulated glory. Like watching the desert change colors and texture with the sun slowly waning behind distant mountains as a mangy, old, Mexican dog keeps good company in the dirt between constant bouts of ecstatic scratching. Or like working on an impulsive painting throughout the shadows of the day until the creative juice simply fades or an unquenchable thirst for a cheap watered down lager pulls you away. Or like awaking in silence without any outside disturbance to find the sun just about to pierce over the quiet, undulating morning sea. Or like cuddling up on the porch swing in the crisp night air picking out constelations in between shooting stars. Or like doing yoga in the morning light for as long as ones heart desires. Or like giving reasonless, long, loving hugs to one another at any point of day simply to say "hi".

Its been so nice to have this time and space for exactly such things. In this double latte, double fisted world we've created, it is a blessing beyond words to be able to go to a place that holds such stillness and calm. It is in this calm that we have the opportunity to re-meet our true selves, where we are at, whats going on inside, and thus nourish in the ways necessary to give us strength, clarity and love. An immense thank you to RadDad for being so open and trusting with his home down here. We have enjoyed as thoroughly as possible and already look forward to the next trip.

So back to some subjective version of reality we go. Full of responsibilities, schedules and a host of other obscenities seemingly mandatory these days. But as we do what we must do to live, we try not to forget to live well. After all, what is the point then.
We hope that this little scribble finds all of you living well.
Love and Light to all.
Tony y Shanna