OMG - 2 hours so far in San Miguel de Allende and I’m 1000% smitten. The Mex I was seeking, the mex that flows in my blood, that brings me to tears and feels connected to my soul and my ancestors - is what I feel here already.

and to top it off I’m fresh of the miracle news from my 3 months scans1

yes miracle news - It seems I’ve had what is known as a complete response from treatment - my Dr doest say NEAD - no evidence of active disease, maybe it’s his style, maybe i need to be at this for longer, or what - but essentially thats what it is. The measurable spots of metastasis in my body are NO LONGER DETECTABLE, as in not there.

It’s the most unusual feeling - there’s joy and ecstatic gratitude, mixed with disbelief, tinged with fear and and urge to minimize.

Or to qualify with all the other realities of a metastatic disease diagnosis. (which are true, I will always be on treatment, I will always be monitored every 3 months)

But I’m here in Mexico, in an stunningly beautiful place - about to join some goddesses and true friends for a 5 days of yoga and ceremony and adventure - which has now turned into a true celebration of life and miracles

(side note, the hotel restaurant I’m in is pretty empty, and this group of 4 just came and sat at the 2 top table right next to me and so the tears that are coming as I write about this are super awk - wtf)