A Calm Beginning
Compared to our last departure just a few months earlier in the year, the checkpoints and flight to Mexico were much calmer than the ones to travel to London. It is the same airport, with different staff, as we flew with American Airlines this time. It had to be about 3 or 4 am when we arrived. I was perplexed because I remember seeing how some people were in such a good mood, especially the TSA agents! The one man smiled and laughed with one of the people when scanning their ID. I told my mom, “Weird, they’re never that jolly.” It was a good omen for signs to come with the rest of the trip!
I remember seeing the airport stores opening up. I had never seen them when they opened up. These mall waiting areas are like mini-malls. I don’t remember much else from when we got on the airplane, landed in Texas, and then to Mexico. Everything was calm and smooth. Oddly enough, I can’t even remember having to wear a mask or deal with that. Thankfully, it was almost spring, and things were starting to calm down by this point in 2022.
When my mom and I were going about it, most of it felt familiar and not so unknown to me. Mexico has that, for us and for me. It is a second home away from home. Mexico knows that, and so do I. But there are things to do here and done and done they are.
The Villa Hotel
I came to find out this is the place where Mayk got married. He told me that one day, he and I were talking. After the first night we stayed here, Mayk offered everyone on the trip a morning meditation, which I did join for the first two mornings, but then I would sleep in on the other days. The first day, we would go to these ruins in Hidalgo. At night, there were these Native Americans who did these chants with us, which we did in their language.
The next day, we went to the sun and moon pyramids, where it used to be a huge city many centuries ago. Our tour guides told us how many people had come and settled across time, with the Spanish being the latest people to arrive in the past few centuries.
The day was relatively calm when we walked through the old ruins of what was probably a city many times throughout human history. My mom and I saw this strange white balloon move super slowly, then phase through the sky and disappear. We’re unsure if anyone else saw it because we didn’t say anything, but my mom and I didn’t discuss it until way after the moment had passed.
The vendors around the places we went to were way more polite and friendly to talk to than the ones in Egypt. It made buying from them feel all the better. Mexicans know how to speak and be friendly with people. I’m biased, but I must say it’s something I wish more people could do or were taught to do. While walking through the ruins, two Argentinian women stopped me, thinking we were with Matias de Stefano. I told them they were with Mabel Katz, who they did not know, but I told them they should look her up.
The next day, we went to these ruins in Hidalgo, which had these statues and other strange-looking ruins. There wasn’t as much to see as there was with the pyramids of Teotihuacan, but it was still quite enjoyable nonetheless.
Blind trust
The next day, we had to walk with someone with our eyes closed to this one part near the hotel, then switch and have the other person we did it with do it too. I went with this older woman named Lulu. At night, we returned to the pyramids to go inside one of them, the Sun Pyramid.
The next day, we did a similar blind walk, but this time, we were blindfolded and had to walk through this path to get through. That same night, there was a Ho’oponopono Seminar in the Villa Hotel.
On the last day, we woke up early to ride the air balloons that fly around Teotihuacan.
I don’t recall too much of when we flew back home, but on the way to the airport, I sat next to an older woman named Juana. Juana and I talked the whole bus ride to the airport. She told me many stories about herself and how Ho’oponopono did miracles (and it does).
