Same alarm, earlier hike and not with the group. We decided to go a different route. The day before, David had scouted out a hike to a small summit and it sounded perfect. So, off we went. We arrived.
He asked me soul drenched questions and in big looping tears, spilled my heart as in frozen peas.
A nice breath and ta-da! The top!
Once down, we had breakfast and went on our separate ways. Meeting up for lunch.
In the meantime, in my hiking clothes, fully dressed and booted up, I took a nap by the pool in the warmth of the autumnal Mexican sun. I intended only 15 minutes. 1.15 hours later I wake up as a drunk staggering for location, time, day! Ha!
Then, meandered around the grounds and took a swing under a low swooping Oak in that multicolored slim fitted hammock.
Dinner came around and we were invited to be the guests of the proprietress, Deborah Szekely, who was having a private dinner for the presenters... she wanted to meet them all as well as for them to meet each other. Each had 4-5 minutes to talk about the journey that brought them to this moment, sitting here, at this table, eating... And added that the guests needed to share their 4-5 minutes, too, as sometimes the guests are more interesting that the presenters! She listened to all with great intent and asked direct follow up questions or joked or wanted others to comment on their 'story'. What a great idea for a dinner party that had all new guests, or even old friends!
She was absolutely sublime! At that moment, I did reflect of the "impending" and that great, great difference.
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