Thoughts from one of those nights.

It's been one of those days, following one of those nights. 

Full of self-questioning, over analyzing, over fearing. blah-blah-blah.

We've all been there. It hurts, it paralyzes, it overfills, it spills, it burns. It even might seem like your most pessimistic, darkest self wouldn't even want to be a part of you.
Sounds familiar?

We all go through these hard nights, aka "The dark night of the Soul". The morning after, you might feel like you've been drained from yourself, anxiety might even take over. Energy is all over the place yet not really working for you. Sadness creeps in, self-doubt is your worst enemy -yet again! And whatever demons you thought you had already left behind come crawling back to the top of your head. Hey old "friend", I really didn't miss you at all.

The beautiful thing about this kind of mornings is... they are the perfect time to ask for help. To see yourself in all your shades, your dark spots and heavy areas with total humility & no self judgement. Your soul is calling, shouting really, for help and you are wide awake. You are willing to take another big step into growth, you are back in a place you already know to actually be humble enough and see yourself clearly. 

After a wild night fighting the ego-filled thoughts, and a morning loaded with self-work and meditation... This is what came up from my heart or, what I like to think, was given and said from above...(Thank you beloved Universe). Hope my words, and my personal experience find a way to your heart and maybe even fill a tiny empty area. Hope you breathe a little easier after reading these words and you get to rest in the beautiful truth that we are all just figuring life out. We are all going back to love. Enjoy,

"It is not enough to love me. I want you to allow me to love you. 
I want you to experience real love, so that you will cease to fear the darkness.
But can you experience the love you deserve with the same bitter expectations that have kept a heart closed? Can you recognize that you cannot keep hiding behind fear?
You deserve more than that. 
Can you allow yourself to receive?
You are in need of more sustenance, more love, more connection and nourishment. 
Will you allow love in? Even if it scares you to the bone?

Now is the time to gently, carefully, look back to the walls you once placed between yourself and everything you can't control- walls of tentativeness, excessive caution, fear of abandonment and betrayal, doubt of your own lovableness, and doubts based on past pain without substance.
These walls are the stuff that is designed for demolition, not devotion and honoring. Can you see the importance of this recognition?
Can you begin to unpack the bricks you believed were essential for your protection?

You are too vast a sea for that small puddle of thought now. 
You've grown. 
You can't keep forcing yourself to fit in smallness, self-pitty, and irrational fear. 

Allow yourself to receive. 
Allow love. 
Allow me. 
Allow yourself."
 

love always, 
F. 
#loqueescriboaveces

El placer de viajar sola.

A veces la vida no te da otra opción, a veces si.  A veces las ganas de viajar son más que las ganas de esperar a que alguien te pueda acompañar. A veces es más grande el placer de moverse a tu propio ritmo.  Nadie a quien esperar, nada que cumplir. Solo tú.

A veces viajar es algo que tienes que hacer por ti mismo, para crecer, para evolucionar y cambiar la perspectiva; y créanme que no hay mejor crecimiento que el que te llega rápido y de frente. El que no te llega por casualidad, si no porque tú lo estas buscando. Me gusta pensar que viajar es siempre buscar crecer, llegar a algún destino que te convierta en una mejor versión de ti. 

Viajar sola me ha dado tanto. Desde ese sentimiento de independencia y poder sobre mi misma, hasta experiencias que son sólo para mí, eventualidades con las que sólo yo me voy a quedar, Momentos en la vida que son un regalo, y que tengo el placer de vivir por mi cuenta. Viajar no siempre tiene que ser al ritmo de un programa o un itinerario, si no al ritmo en el que se presentan las cosas, y que mejor sentimiento que viajar por el placer de hacerlo y nada más.

Siendo mujer, tengo que admitir que a veces no es fácil viajar sola. Hay lugares que me exigen más preparación, más tiempo, más seguridad. Pero el hecho de que no sea algo tan sencillo hace que el viaje se vuelva algo único, un logro. Crecimiento que yo busqué. Todo siempre es como tiene que ser. Dejándote llevar llegas a donde tienes que llegar, y darte cuenta de que en realidad nunca estas perdida es uno de los regalos mas grandes de atreverte a despegar.

Escribo esto sentada en un avión, en medio de mucha gente que no conozco. Y aunque estoy sola, en realidad me siento bien acompañada, porque viajando me he dado cuenta que no tengo mejor compañía que la mía.

Mis queridos viajeros, espero se animen a despegar solo(a) por lo menos una vez en su vida, sin ninguna razón de por medio, más que el placer de conocerte a ti mismo.

Les escribo muy pronto, amor siempre.

#loqueescriboaveces 

F. 

Sometimes.

Sometimes you just need to go off the grid and get your soul right.

Mexico City Series / La Lagunilla Market #VISITMEXICO

Hello dear reader, thinking about visiting Mexico City? Don't think twice.

Let me show you around our real Mexico. One of my all time favorite things to do at the city: Antique shopping at La Lagunilla Market. You'll fall in love, mark my words. 

Meet my dear old, beautiful Mexico. Located right in the center of this infinite city, La Lagunilla Market opens all Sundays without exception. Streets full of rich, forgotten history, blending beautifully with the chaos of this huge market, thousands of people buying and selling. Old houses full of antique furniture waiting to come back to life. 

You can find anything here: from old books and cheap antiques, to furniture, crystals, used clothing, old records, beer, tacos, hand made body oils and perfumes. Collectables and junk all mashed up together. Paradise for passion hunters. Pure magic I tell you. MÉXICO MAGICO. 

This market is located right next to Tepito - aka 'el barrio bravo'. So you shouldn't wear or carry anything valuable. Better if you get dropped and picked up by UBER, you can also get around with public transport, metro La Lagunilla is located just a block away from the market itself. 

Our traditional Quesadillas. 

DO'S

• Get there early (10am)
• Bargain - most prices are elevated, you can (and they expect you) to ask for a better price. 
• Eat local food - never say no to real Mexican food. 
• Ask for 'La calle de las antigüedades' - Most of the market is full of cheap things, true treasures hide in old houses in certain streets. 
• Bring cash - only. Leave your wallet at home. This city site is well known for pickpocketing. A fanny pack is really the best choice for your money and cellphone. 

DONT'S

• Wear anything valuable. Leave your wrist clock and jewelery at home.
• Make anybody mad. People here usually have eachother's back reaaally protected. Gangs may be around.
• Leave your kids unseen. Don't let them wander off. Losing your peeps here is really easy. 
• Show off. The less, the better. 

Have fun, buy history, eat local. Fall in love with our beautiful, chaotic Mexico.  

A reminder.

And yet, you kept going.

About self love...

In order to love who you are, 

you cannot hate the experiences that shaped you. 

- Andrea Dykstra

Photo by Fernanda Casillas

Wearing Alo Yoga / Yoga Mat from Manduka

Thoughts.

I was the Ocean to your tide, 

you kept pulling me in, 

and then pushing me aside.

#loqueescriboaveces