I have found this to be true no matter where I have been in Mexico. You walk down a street and you could be in another century. You are riding in your car, but you look out the window and see a donkey being used for transportation. You eat traditional food that has been around since before the people arrived from Spain. When you look at the people, in most of the faces you see evidence of ancestors from ancient cultures. You enter buildings with thick walls and courtyards and imagine life having gone on there for generations. If fact, as I sit in our little casa this morning writing this post, I look at the ancient stone fireplace and wonder about those who have lived and loved and died inside these walls. It tends to make you realize that you don’t have to define your life by just today, but that you, too, can exist in a timeless place within your soul.