A Love Note To Tulum

Now that it’s been a few months since I moved out of Tulum, I feel like I can really start to grieve, process and appreciate the impact this little town in Mexico had on me over the last decade. 

Tulum has changed a lot since I first started visiting, for better and worse but that just is. Although I think one thing will always remain true - Tulum will chew you up and spit you out unless you surrender and follow the beat of her drum. She will test you like never before and strip you of what’s no longer meant for you. 

My experience with Tulum began as soulful budget-friendly retreats from my overstimulating life in Omaha. After 20+ trips from 2017-2023, I ended up moving there May 2024-May 2025. Time really slows down there if you allow it. That one year felt like ages, which was a wonderful juxtaposition to my 28 years in the US where I felt the days flew by and I was frequently racing the clock. 

This week I found myself missing her sunshine and energy, which can both be intense on the daily but revitalizing in short doses.

In reflecting, I have so much gratitude for the space she held for me. I found a deeper level of peace within myself. I healed a lot of my feminine wounds and discovered the beauty in being a woman.

I had profound conversations and many serendipitous interactions that reframed the way I view the world. I enjoyed cacao daily.

I allowed myself to ripen in the sun for hours on end. I never used an alarm clock. I healed my relationship with alcohol. I treated my body to massages that I’ll crave forever. My nervous system regulated.

I was able to bring Peaches (my dog) literally everywhere which opened my eyes to how integrated parenthood could be in the right environment.

Feeling grateful for all the reasons and seasons that have made up life this far. Tulum also brought my little man from the spirit realm to my body so I’ll always feel a sense of anchoring and love from her.