The suitcases are everything I took with me to Mexico.  They sit in a row–the only thing left in my beautiful art studio before I flew to Mexico.  I sold, donated or gave away everything else I owned.  That was  in January 2018.  It was a scary but energizing time.  I had dreamed of doing this for a long time.  I felt I should try something big and unknown while I still could.

I moved to Jalisco, Mexico:  partly because of the great climate and partly because of the the expat population that I’d read about.  Two other things motivated me:  speaking Spanish and the colors of Mexico.  If I could, I would live in a bucket of color.abstracr floral-th

This blog is a way of tracking my journey.  I spent almost a year preparing for the move. I stumbled and fumbled my way south.  The move was the end of an old life and the beginning of a better one.


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