We interrupt this regularly scheduled program of a cross country road trip recap for an update with Ensenada, Mexico. Spent the better part of my weekend with Yugo Ministries on a loft build where I was able to practice more selflessness. I barely had enough time to recuperate from my week long head cold ‘recalibration’ not to mention the miraculous healing of my wrist that I thought for sure at the very least I had fractured. Now I’m no sissy but I went for x-rays and the very next day it felt much better, and four days after that I was swingin’ a hammer. Either I’m now the fastest healing half-breed or there was some divine intervention at play.
I received a text on my train ride home from Northern California from a friend who mentioned she was about to do a loft build which is something I thoroughly enjoy partaking in. I mentioned I took time off for travel and asked if I could invite myself. Next thing I knew I would be spending the following weekend on yet another road trip to help out a family in need. 
It just so happened to be the 20 year anniversary for Hands of Mercy and we would actually be building five loft homes for five different families. Needless to say it was a pretty big deal and I was more than happy to help. If I’m not mistaken there was approximately 100 volunteers, most of us from Southern California.
I’ll be honest though, at one point I didn’t know if I was gonna go. It was mid week and I was on the fence because while I do have a little savings from working hard all summer it still cost roughly $200 and I am technically unemployed at the moment. While I know I’m good, Spirit’s got me, I still was a little unsure if it was the right thing to do. I was coming to a stop sign when I was having this exact conversation with my team, I literally said out loud that I don’t know what to do and before I could even ask if I should go (that was still in my head at this moment) I turned left and smack into a license plate with 2222 in it.
I laughed and was like well okay then, I guess there’s my answer, I’m going. Before I knew it I was packing again and getting excited for another adventure. Now that I’m home doing some introspection on everything that transpired I see exactly why I had to go. It wasn’t simply for another jaunt of helping others, this was necessary for my soul as I was in need of some serious rejuvenation. My spiritual cup was running low and I’ll be honest some more, I knew I needed something and now I know exactly why this whole trip fell magically into place. Turns out there was a few things I was in need of.
When I returned from my two weeks with my bestie I came home feeling a little depleted, overall I had a good time but I was feeling like my walls were closing in on me. I get cranky sometimes about my living conditions, they’re not for everybody. I’m eager for what’s next and I have to keep reminding myself everything will change when it’s meant to. Trust and faith in divine timing is all I have to go on right now but that can be easier said than done. You can’t tell me Spirit doesn’t see everything because they knew exactly how I was feeling, where my head was at and what I needed.
I ended up building for a young mother and her two year old daughter who was born deaf. Although there’s a language barrier, it never seizes to amaze how a little/big hug and smile can go a long way. Having not been on a loft build for a year and a half and taking a good look around again at what it’s like to live on the outskirts of what appears to be the forgotten people of Ensenada, where the roads are dirt and the housing seems like it’s less than comfortable. It didn’t take long for my lightbulbs to go off while I enjoyed a nice slice of humble pie.
I knew right then I was taking my own living conditions a wee bit for granted and I don’t know if it was my higher self or my conscious, but either way it was putting me in check in the most loving way possible. I’ll never forget the exact moment it hit me like a ton of bricks. 
I was staring at just her bathroom and water situation alone and found myself rediscovering my gratitude for the things I have at home that I had lost sight of. There’s aspects about my little humble abode that some might not be accustom to, especially in Huntington Beach, but hey at least I’m not living in my car anymore either, right?
I found myself understanding why I needed to be grateful for all I have because also at the end of the day I have everything I need remembering that soon I will have everything my heart desires. Why I’m continuously humbled I don’t know exactly but I have my guesses. In that moment though I was reminded of the humility. I may not have running water at my fingertips, in fact I haven’t had running water at my immediate disposal for two and a half years but at least now it’s only a walk away to the main house. I get frustrated at times that I have to take that short walk for a shower or can’t just brush my teeth and hop into bed or simply wash my hands sometimes. Then I’m reminded this mother and her daughter don’t have a shower or bathroom sink at all. Or refrigeration. Or electricity.
Renovation is this years theme for Yugo Ministries; 2 Corinthians 5:17. It was also the much needed message meant for me to hear this weekend, along with all the worship songs. Listening to the sermons and interpreting it in my own way filled my spiritual cup to the brim. Over the course of the past month or so I have been MIA at church completely and have to remind myself that while my belief systems are now somewhat if not completely different there is something to be said about the love and energy that’s felt in worship. They’re most definitely was a message for me to hear this weekend and that’s that my life is under renovation right this second. Out with the old and in with the new to be exact. I have to see the bigger picture and remind myself of all I have accomplished in my years of renovating remembering that the best is yet to come so remain patient.
It was a great weekend for so many reasons and now that I’m home I find myself even more so eager to get back to my routine so to speak which is eating healthy, exercising and taking time for some much needed self-care. I have also heard in so many ways that I need to buckle down with my spiritual practices which entails diving a little deeper with my meditations and connecting more with my invisibles whether that be through prayer or whatever else. Super thankful for these past few weeks that proved to be challenging yet fulfilling all at the same time. I will never lose sight over the fact that I’m seen, I’m heard and most importantly I’m loved beyond measure, we all are.
Oh yeah, Halloween was fun as well, thank you Galindo family. Haha, would I be anything else? There’s no such thing as Pleiadian costumes yet.
Live and Learn with Love and Light