Tulum and the Art of Zen
The last few months have been....well....a bit of a ball of confusion. I went from having super lows to super highs and recently started having "highlows", feeling happy/sad/elated/crushed/overworked/bored/frustrated/peaceful/depressed/ecstatic all at the same time. This past Friday night I had an experience that left me feeling completely discombobulated and I realized I needed to reset and recharge. I woke up Saturday morning and booked myself a cabaña in Tulum and boarded the bus for the two hour trip south.
The hotel zone of Tulum is pretty much the opposite of Cancun. Where Cancun is high rise cement resorts, Tulum is small cabañas and palapas, off the "grid", running purely on solar/wind/generator power. Not many TVs or telephones in this retreat in paradise. The hotels are reached by a narrow road that leads from the town of Tulum through the Sian Kaan biosphere, surrounded by lush jungle, cenotes and the sea.
I made my way to Cabañas Tulum where I was greeted by a lovely receptionist from Ireland of all places. She welcomed me warmly, brought me a fruity cold beverage and took me to my sweet little escape. Like most hotels on the strip, it is small, right on the beach and filled with lush greenery and flowers. My room was clean and bright, with (surprise!) air conditioning (only available at night and I found I didn't need it with the ocean breeze) and a fantastic little porch with a couple of chairs and my very own hammock. I spent the remainder of the day drinking beers on the beach and unwinding completely.
I felt my confusion and angst and whirl of emotions sliding away. My head began to clear. I awoke EARLY the next morning and walked the few steps down to the beach to welcome the sun. (Super sappy cheesy moment warning....) When the sun peeked over the horizon and through the clouds, I felt a powerful surge of energy, tears came to my eyes, I got to my knees and I whispered "thank you". I really don't think the moment can be explained, you'll just have to experience it for yourself.
I took a million sunrise photos then crawled back into bed more relaxed than I had been in a long time. I set my alarm for nine, took a quick shower, donned my bikini and pareo and followed my growling stomach to the restaurant for some brekkie and coffee on the beach. Amazing how hungry inner peace can make you and the Eggs Benedict hit the spot perfectly.
Caffeinated and stuffed full of yummy goodness, I sought out my palm tree and lounge chair, slathered on sunblock and ran for the sea. It was a windy day, the waves intense and I let the ocean knock me around and enjoyed myself massively! I got pretty banged up, spun head over heels (lost my sunglasses and almost lost my bikini top) and took one wave to the kidney that I felt through my whole body like a punch from a prize fighter. And it was PERFECT.
Refreshed, renewed, healed and at peace, it was time to go home. Tulum has POWER, this was only two quick days and I felt ok with myself again. Zen. At one with nature and the universe and aware of my place in it and just fine with it all. I boarded the bus north with a contented grin on my face, ready to face the hustle bustle again. Namaste and ommmm everyone, peace and love......