My LuLu Bell is in Equador

My Lu Lu Bell is in Ecuador. She quit her grueling cyber sales job back in November after saving for years to travel. Now she has a part time remote position helping to run a woman’s health coaching business. She can do this from anywhere.

For the next month she will be living with friends in Ecuador and then Peru, traveling, hiking and studying. Her FaceTimes so far include her holding up strange fruits and describing how you peel and eat them. Her lips and tongue try to explain what the fruit tastes like to me. “The people here are glowing with kindness and purity” she says while tilting her head and flashing her perfect white teeth. Her head scarf holds back her brown hair, now salty from surfing South American pacific ocean water and the soft natural tones in the scarf frame her just enough tan face perfectly. She is using her coconut oil alike I taught her.

Lucia has always been able to look right through people and with one word sum them up. Once in Mexico she was pulled over by the police and threatened to be arrested unless paying $450.  In her broken, spring semester abroad in Barcelona Spanish, she pulled out her phone and said, “Look.. stop… I just came from this village where I helped build this house for this family.” The officer recognized the program and backed off then said he was sorry, thanked her and let them go. When she was telling me this story she said, “Mom, do you know how many children die every year just because they are sleeping on the ground instead of on a solid floor or mattress? That corrupt boarder cop knew what it means to give someone a floor and a roof. That is why he let me go. He knew.”

Lu walks with fairness and accountability on her side. If you challenge her you better have your story straight. The truth is her universal love language.

She will keep me in the loop until I understand and believe as she does that there are pockets of paradise in the world that only an open heart, clear mind and embodied soul can navigate. She, like most of her generation here today, is not here for the nonsense. They are here for the beauty and the adventure of being. While we are busy taking the world down. They are off collected the seeds to respectfully build it back up. I was told once by very powerful healer, “Lucia carries with her the original seeds. She will plant them at the right time.”

A part of me is with her, open, expectant and wonderous, while another part of me keeps anchor with eyes and prayers up to the divine. In June she will pop home for a bit with rolls of film, a journal full of journeys and new contacts for her global community. I will sit with her as she unpacks it all, listening deeply as she reveals the map of the new world to come and the people who are here to birth it.