Finding My Flow

Dangriga beachLast week there was a hurricane here in Belize, which resulted in us being without electricity for three days. We were lucky in that we still had running water and no serious flooding on the farm, and there wasn’t much water damage to my belongings except for a few soggy books and journals. All things that can be replaced. Still, it was uncomfortable and exhausting, with hot and buggy nights, and spoiled food. Continue reading “Finding My Flow”

Finding My Tongue: On (Not) Speaking Kriol

Even though I’ve been living in Belize for nine months, I still don’t speak Kriol. Often when I am out and about, buying something or making small talk with folks, people address me in Kriol. Though I understand what they are saying, I don’t respond in Kriol, which then makes them speak to me in carefully enunciated English. I’ve learned not to take it personally, and still like to think that I am not one of “them” – those American expats who come across as an outsider and expect to be catered to. I don’t want to stand out, I want to blend in. Continue reading “Finding My Tongue: On (Not) Speaking Kriol”

A Beautiful Mess: Spring Equinox

Here in Belize, with its year-round heat and sunshine, I’ve actually become more sensitive to dips in temperature. My body feels the difference between eighty-five and ninety degrees, and a few days of seventy degree weather from a coastal cold front feels chilly. As much as I adore living in a place that is always warm, I remember how exciting it was in New York when spring finally sprung. Even though there isn’t a shift in weather here, I am tuning into the spring equinox and its influence on my own internal shift.  Continue reading “A Beautiful Mess: Spring Equinox”

Wilderness

One of the things I love about Belize is that just steps away from concrete there is jungle. I live in a small town surrounded by it and don’t have to walk very far to see stretches of land, unmanaged and unmaintained. It’s true that there are more buildings going up, even in the short time that I’ve lived here. And even still, so much of the land in Cayo is lush and green. Continue reading “Wilderness”

A Late Start

Ro’s long-time friend Angela came to visit on Saturday, and we carried on into the week. I’m just now kind of pulling it together. It was totally worth it, though. This was my first time meeting Angela and she’s the homie. We hung out and had brunch at one of my favorite spots, and had dinner on Monday night at a restaurant in Kontiki that I had never been to. Which had delicious frozen margaritas. So, you know. Continue reading “A Late Start”