Unity

A young girl becomes lost in the woods, rain pouring down to drench her spirit. "Where am I?" she asks. "Who am I"? A voice whispers through the trees. She can't understand although she thinks she sees a face in the trees. Then another. And another. They are all speaking, although she can't make out the words. Darkness overcomes her and she sleeps on a bed of moss under the largest of the trees. When she awakes she is inside the tree and the faces are there with her, and they are her own, looking back at her, speaking her name. Again she sleeps, for what seems like years. A warmth envelopes her, and as she opens her eyes she squints at the brightness reflecting off of the water. Across the lake and all around her are the faces, each speaking a different language. And although she doesn't understand them she knows they are her own, calling her home.

The universe continues to have it's way with me...assuring me that this is indeed the best choice I've made, maybe ever. The kindness of the Guatemalan people was first revealed to me on the plane. I sat beside Jaime, a beautiful Guatemalan man who lives in LA. He offered to help find a bus to Antigua. All I can say is Thank the Lard! It was chaos as soon as we stepped outside, taxi and bus drivers fighting for the tourists. Somehow they all knew I wasn't from here. Must be because I am so tall...no joke! Anyhow we found Jaime's brother and he offered to drive me to Antigua. His wife and four yr old son were adorable and I got to practice my shitty espanol. To top it off he would not allow me to pay for the ride. Absolutely refused. "Welcome to Guatemala", he says with a huge grin and I am overcome with gratitude.
They dropped me off at Parque Central and within 3 minutes of setting my bag down I am approached by 2 Belgian women who are flyering for their new rooftop bar atop a hostel. I read this as fate and followed them to the hostel, but not before we were accosted by Christian missionaries who were concerned that the two girls would turn to prostitution because of the bar. I was only slightly offended that they weren't concerned for me. We basically told them to piss off and I knew I had found my people.