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.el paso.

.werc.

El Paso has some breathtaking street art. During our "living on the border" class we took a field trip to see Werc's mural which is located at one of the 4 bridge border crossings to Juarez. I will have to put up a full picture sometime, it shows a day from dawn to dusk and at the same time it is a reflection of life from Juarez to El Paso. It was powerful. 

Check out more Werc's art at his website.

Local fact: Do you see the star on the mountain side? That is the iconic symbol of El Paso. Juarez has a mirroring mountain range so they had painted a picture of Benito Juarez but it ended up looking like Homer Simpson (said local) so they changed it to say "La Bibla Es La Verdad - Leela" (the bible is the truth. read it!). Here is a picture of Juarez and you can barely see the writing.

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.i have arrived.

We have arrived in El Paso. It was a full 6-day journey full of challenges and adventure. Before I even left town (minutes before actually) I found a nail in my tire. Then without realizing the amazing weight of all my belonging (i.e. use more gas) I was minutes away from running out of gas only to roll downhill into a Love's gas station.  I somehow managed to get lost in Boise (miracles do happen). And when I checked into our motel (while waiting for my sister to fly in) I went to our room to find the TV was on and black stilettos shoes (without an owner). It was a strange first day. The comedy of errors continued for the entire trip. It was a true transition. Showing me in every way that as I distanced myself from Washington I was nearing this new chapter of my life (and I needed to let go of everything). 

To the life of a Midwife.

To the life of the unexpected. 

To the life of letting go and opening up.

We we able to visit many national parks during our trip south: Arches, Canyonlands, Mesa Verde, Carlsbad caves, and even passed by Guadalupe Mountains. The experiences were truly awe-inspiring. The massive nature of these formations/locations made me feel small/naive and yet inspired/alive. Teaching me that despite the challenges that presented during the day life is beautiful/fragile/breathing. 

Life is for the taking, but am I showing up? Am I living to my potential? Am I finding distractions to hold me back for an amazing life, the best life? Is the then defining my now?

It's time to jump. Leaping in faith of a dream/idea/passion. 

I taking a chance. 

I'm trying. 

I'm attempting. 

I'm investing. 

I'm gambling.

Love to you all and to your journey maybe you realized that you are deserving of all the beautiful/rich/pure/authentic things that come your way.

Every moment is new.