Mexico Blog
Reflecting upon my Mexican trip, some of the stuff that initially puzzled me is finally falling into place. I love that word ‘stuff,’ you can use it for everything.
So, in Mexico I went with the flow, walked in the spirit, call it what you will – depending on your belief system. One example is that I just knew I was meant to see the Mexican lawyer that I met during Mexico Week in Yorkshire, earlier this year. He was delighted to receive me and I was grateful that he made time in his very busy agenda. I later discovered he was one of the most respected lawyers in Mexico City. It seems that I have need of him already. And no, I didn’t get into trouble in Mexico and I’m not confined to a cell somewhere. I’m now safely back in Yorkshire recovery from jet-lag and reminiscing. Thinking about it, I suppose my arrest might have produced some great publicity in the UK and my book sales would have probably escalated dramatically.
‘A Yorkshire woman was arrested in Mexico City today for………..’
How to get a best-seller in 24 hours. Uhm! For the most part I did remain a law abiding citizen except, when it looked as though the police had snatched a few bottles of mineral water from some of the kids and, I waded in to challenge their action. It turned out, not to be water at all. Oops! Well I tell a lie. It was water, with some interesting additives!
If nothing else, my Mexico trip endorsed my vision and my plans for the Chavos Brand. Things are taking an exciting turn and consequently I need a Mexican lawyer. Not saying any more yet. Just watch this space. Ah ha! Think you have heard me say that before. I know, it’s so annoying when you only get half a story. My friends say I drive them nuts. I love to tell them I’m going somewhere or doing something and when they ask why, what do they hear?
‘I can’t tell you yet!’ So frustrating I suppose.
You know everything begins with a tiny seed. A vision birthed takes time and before I tell you more about Mexican life, the kids and what other things I did during this 2 week visit, I want to re-affirm, for those of you who haven’t heard my story, how I actually began Chavosing.
So allow me to enlighten you, although if you are reading this on wordpress you can go to www.chavos.org for more insight.
In 2003 I took my first trip to Mexico City. Thereby lies an awesome story which, I will be blogging in time. Probably another book, we will see.
When I went to Mexico I had no comprehension that one day I would start writing novels, although I had already written a rough short story/picture book about a little orphan girl. After that first visit my picture book began to take shape and soon became based on a little orphan girl living in Mexico City. Makes sense!
What I didn’t expect was that the journal which I kept each day would be the beginning of a novel, later to be named Chavos, which after future and continuous visits to Mexico became a series of novels and then ultimately the inspiration for the Chavos Brand.
I will tell you more about those years since 2003 to date, but until then I want to tell you that as I carry such an awesome vision for the future, this is what I have learnt.
A vision birthed;-
A vision usually begins in the heart and mind of one person, and often causes confusion, doubt and sometimes mass hysteria to those listening, when it is spoken out.
They are obviously not visionaries!
If you see it, feel it, know it, taste it, believe it, live it and breathe it. If it will not go away no matter how hard you try, then it’s more likely to be, than not to be.
Determination, guts, commitment, the willingness to be ridiculed, doubted and despised seems to be the criteria for a visionary, as I have painfully learnt.
Undoubtedly, the willingness to make sacrifices, to give up friendships, time and most importantly money is an absolute requisite. To be prepared to lose everything at the cost of being wrong, but to be able to look back at the end of one’s life and say…I tried!
On the contrary, I cannot imagine the pain and sorrow, if having not run the race of feeling WHAT IF!
Tell you more next time I blog. Friends arrived for supper. Actually with supper, they brought it!
Tengo hambre.
Anna
