Genni Lee Hester


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Two bodies

Two bodies face to face
are at times two waves 
and night is an ocean.

Two bodies face to face
are at times two stones 
and night a desert.

Two bodies face to face
are at times two roots
laced into night.

Two bodies face to face
are at times two knives
and night strikes sparks.

Two bodies face to face
are two stars falling
in an empty sky.

– Octavio Paz


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tout chocolat

Welcome!

With Halloween right around the corner I thought I would share my favorite chocolatier: tout chocolat.

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Tout chocolat, nestled in the lovely Condesa neighborhood, is exclusive to Mexico City. It is a feast for both the mouth and the eyes. You literally get to watch the behind the scenes process.

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lookBeautifully designed bites, which are both vegetarian plus gluten-free, melt in the mouth like no other chocolate. They also have other concoctions for those who like even greater variety.

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jars

Groovy flavors like spicy chia and lychee raspberry gauruntee you’ll never be bored! Look at how the colors radiant in the sun…

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Try it out the next time you’re in the D.F. (please bring me back a box). Until then, enjoy the pictures and have a SPOOOOKTACULAR Halloween :).

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With eyes closed

With eyes closed
you light up within
you are blind stone

Night after night I carve you
with eyes closed
you are frank stone

We have become enormous
just knowing each other
with eyes closed

– Octavio Paz


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Octavio Paz

Today I am wrapping up poetry month with a beautiful poem by Mexican poet-diplomat Octavio Paz. A special someone gifted me a collection of his work recently; I adore the way he is able to interlink nature, mind, and heart.

Fable
(translated by Eliot Weinberger)

Ages of fire and of air
Youth of water
From green to yellow
From yellow to red
From dream to watching
From desire to act
It was only one step and you took it so lightly
Insects were living jewels
The heat rested by the side of the pond
Rain was a willow with unpinned hair
A tree grew in the palm of your hand
And that tree laughed sang prophesied
Its divinations filled the air with wings
There were simple miracles called birds
Everything was for everyone
Everyone was everything
There was only one huge word with no back to it
A word like a sun
One day it broke into tiny pieces
They were the words of the language we now speak
Pieces that will never come together
Broken mirrors where the world sees itself shattered


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12 extra hours

 

Welcome readers,

I hope your week is going well.

A couple of weeks ago I had the pleasure of going to Mexico City. Although I definitely want to share some pictures and suggest one of the hotels I stayed in, I also want to talk about control. The day before I was departing I realized my flight was 1 am, not 1 pm as I originally thought. OOPS. Initially I had a slew of overwhelming thoughts and considered changing my flight. However, after taking a deep breath, I convinced myself (with the help of my special someone) I could get everything done. Because I believed I could, I did. Moreover, I gained an extra 12 hours of vacation time! I am a sure-fast Capricorn, so control feels oh so good, but when funny mishaps like this happen, the more I let go, the more joy I experience.

With the extra 12 hours I stayed at hotel habita. Definitely checkout their lobby restaurant for yummy veggie options (I indulged in their sun-dried tomato, goat cheese crepe) or grab a cocktail on their beautiful roof deck!

Warmly,

Genni.

dappled room, balcony

dappled room, balcony

roof entryway

roof entryway

poolside

poolside

sunbathing

sunbathing

outdoor dining area

outdoor dining area

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morning stroll through neighborhood

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post-espresso street lounging

post-espresso street lounging