Update 8. Just keep moving

There is no end. No destination. It’s all journey until death.

There is an old cliche about the journey and the destination and which is more important.

The lesson is one that most of us may know but rarely truly learn.

I had a dream last night. I dreamed I was downtown and I couldn’t find my car. I walked around and around before finally deciding to take a bus towards the direction I believed my car was parked.

As I rode along, I got the sense I had gone too far. I got off and began walking. I had given up on finding my car and decided to walk on home.

Along the way, I came upon two buildings on each side of the street with a second or third level that connected them over the street. It was some kind of tunnel with lots of restaurants and stores of various kinds. It was also a kind of mercado.

I walked and walked until I stopped at this small restaurant-bar with outside seating. In the warm sun, I sipped a beer and chatted with these fun dudes who were having a good time.

It was at this point that I began to wake. Before I fully woke up, I had this instant where the words, “There is no end” popped into my head.

And that was the lesson. There is no end. No destination. It’s all journey until death.

Above, a bronze sculpture behind the Ex-Convento de Regina in el centro, CDMX

Travel

I’ve been home a while. It was too difficult to stay on the road. My mind has been a whirling dust devil of chaos. It keeps dwelling on the question of where I’m going and why.

The answer is nowhere. I’m going nowhere because I can go anywhere. And that’s where I should proceed.

I booked a flight to Acapulco a few weeks ago after returning from Mexico. But I didn’t go.

I didn’t want to go because I was wrestling with the idea of the destination. I couldn’t settle that conflict in my mind. So I skipped it.

Now I’m about to go again, this time with the purpose of renewing my residency for another three years. I’m pretty sure I won’t flake this time.

Mexico, South America, Europe

Once my business is done in Mexico, I’ll return and may attend an Intact America event in New York City before heading to South America for the first time.

The Fall is ideal for Europe because it’s less expensive then (although still expensive).

I’m undecided about whether I want to go to Northern Europe or Southern Europe.

I keep repeating to myself it doesn’t matter where. I almost believe it.

Selling my house

I had a realtor come speak to me about selling my house. It’s either rent both units or sell it.

There are days I want to sell it and days I want to rent it and keep it for the long term.

I’ve thought about buying a terreno in Mexico and building a small house on it.

There are some people on YouTube who have done this and showed their progress. It can be done for about $80,000. I’d have to sell this house though to fund a project like that.

Sometimes I imagine our lives on the Mexican coast with a cool little house and a Suzuki Jimny to tool around in. But there are concrete steps to get there that I’m not quite ready to make.

Thanks for reading.