Thursday, September 05, 2013

Life is a Choice


There are a couple of views from my house that are less then enchanting.  The first is the motorcycle shop that started out as about eight or ten bikes parked on the hill.  Now it is about 50 bikes and a tent with people working in it at all hours of the day and night.

To add to the eyesore, they pour gasoline and oil on the hillside which obviously leaches into the presa which when flooding goes all the way through town.

Someone in the neighborhood said, "If you threw a torch down there, it would be like a fireball".  This place is located right across from the kindergarten!

And, to add to the aggravation, they start revving the motors on these bikes at 8AM.  I'm awake and usually up but in this quiet, tranquil neighborhood, it is very noticeable.

I've contemplated for months and months contacting the City government.  However, I'm afraid of repercussions.  I'm convinced he is paying someone off to have this "shop"!

So I do nothing......and fume.

The abandoned hotel that was started by Club Med in 1982 sits like an archaeological ruin.
It waits for the next flood to see how high the water gets as it flies over the presa walls and goes through the hotel that was never completed.

I choose to ignore looking at it.  I wish they would blow it up and let the land return to a watershed as I'm sure it was previously - thirty years ago!

I choose instead to look at the beauty that surrounds me on a daily basis rather then the two eyesores.

The above photo was taken this morning, early, on the roof terrace of the flower filled presa and the flowers in a wall basket that had not even opened yet.

Or I marvel at the gifts that the birds bring to the garden with seeds of blue morning glories.
These vines and flowers are so delicate.  I have heard in the past that they have a large significance to the lore of the indigenous peoples. 

The hillsides on the south side of town are covered with these blooms.  The color is so intense and one of my favorite flowers.

Waving grasses in pots, with the sun back lighting them are another beautiful thing.

Along with the moss rose that was just opening this morning along with the sun.

Blessed blue skies and sun.

By the time I finish photographing all the beauty around me, I'm in such a positive state of mind, that the little eyesores become insignificant.

Isn't that what life is all about?  Making a choice to focus on the negative or to surround yourself with the positive, no matter how little it is?

Enjoy the beauty of life.
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7 comments:

Life's a Beach! said...

I needed that today! It's way too easy to get bogged down in the negative.

gringosuelto said...

I like motorcycles, but I'm annoyed that your neighboring shop dumps toxic waste on the ground.

Perhaps you should send an anonymous letter (in Spanish) to the appropriate official and see what happens.

Saludos,

Kim G
Boston, MA
Where in the summer we get a smidgen perturbed when neighbors cut their lawns sequentially so that the entire afternoon is filled with the sound of gasoline lawnmowers.

Babs said...

Today the Universe took over. I was at the beauty shop and the principal of the kindergarten adjacent to the motorcycle yard walked in. Her mother works there. My hairdresser told her in Spanish all I had told him. SHE is going to handle it!

alcuban said...

Babs: You don't need a beauty shop. You're fine as you are.

Al

Babs said...

What a sweet thing to say Al, thanks.

angelinem said...

It looks like you have a lot of beauty around you to focus on. All the flowers and greenery are beautiful.
Funny how things work out. Seems like you were in the right place at the right time to get that cycle shop taken care of.

Babs said...

Isn't synchonicity amazing? I certainly hope that something happens. However in Mexico, change happens so slowly that one sometimes doesn't even notice!