Living the Dream Merida

The Great Unknown

A friend recently asked me, “What is it like to make new friends at this stage of your life?”.

We’re both over 50 and have stayed in touch despite my recent move to another country. I’ve lived a fairly sheltered life, never far from family and friends, I’m an introvert to her extrovert, and I now live in a country where English is not the first language. It was a good question.

In the 17 months since I drove to my new home in Merida, I’m finally feeling less like a stranger in a strange land and more like an explorer who, poco a poco, has found acceptance by the local tribes. “So how did this come to be?”, my friend wanted to know. She admitted to being a bit set in her own ways, secure with the known peaks and valleys of her longstanding friendships. And even though she confessed to a mild, midlife complacency, she couldn’t imagine leaving all those friendships behind to start over.

It was a tough question and I admitted to not thinking that part through.

Pool by JiHyeon Lee
From the Illustrated book ‘Pool’ by JiHyeon Lee

I thought my old friends would all come to visit, given my tropical locale. I thought Skype and Facetime would be just like the real thing. I thought new friends, like everything else, would fall into place. Ignorance was bliss for a time, until I realized that isolation and longing had become unwanted bedfellows. In leaping into the unknown, I’d lost my connection to people who really mattered. People who really ‘knew’ me and didn’t require a Coles Notes summary of my life. People who loved me despite the fact that there were points in time when they didn’t very much. I’d lost connection to these human touchstones and along the way, I’d lost connection to myself.

It’s true that friendships come and go but the ones that never leave, the ones that become a part of who you are—well those are the ones that cannot be replaced by an earnest attempt at extroversion. Those are the friendships that are deep and rich and just seem to get better with age. Those are the ones that sit at the edge of the bed when you feel like death and look even worse. Those are the ones I miss in my new life.

But, here’s the thing about friendship and the unknown.

It’s not called the ‘fair-to-middling’ unknown, or the ‘garden-variety’ unknown. It’s called the ‘great’ unknown—for a reason. The unknown is great because it challenges us to dig deep, to step out of our comfort zone, to discover talents and strengths in ourselves we never knew we had. It tests long-held perceptions and hands us new ones. The unknown is great because it shatters the belief that we can control our own life or the lives of others. And by relinquishing control, we have no choice but to live just a little more in the moment.

Pool by JiHyeon Lee
From the Illustrated book ‘Pool’ by JiHyeon Lee

So what does living more in the moment mean for me?

Small things really—things an extrovert would roll their eyes at. It means sitting at a table next to someone I don’t know instead of clinging to the person I do. It means asking a person I’ve just met at the dog park if we can meet sometime for coffee. It means saying ‘Yes’ to an impromptu road trip with someone I’ve known only 1/50 of my life. It means believing that love at first site is not exclusive to romantic relationships, and acting on it. Living in the moment means opening up a little more quickly and judging a little less harshly. It means taking chances and letting my heart be my guide, instead of my head. It means strapping on the goggles and jumping into the sea even though I’m more than a little afraid.

Some friendships take years to deepen and now that I’ve leapt into the unknown, I’ve found it’s also true that they can be birthed in an instant and flourish like a new born babe.

Pool by JiHyeon Lee
Pool by JiHyeon Lee

I couldn’t really answer my friends question, until I discovered this wonderful story called ‘Pool by JiHyeon Lee’. Wordlessly illustrated by Lee, it communicates everything I could never say about the beauty of the great unknown, and the sometimes unlikely and expected origin of friendship.

Footnote: I am lucky to have one of my sisters living in Merida too. She made the leap before I did, and her courage and tenacity inspired me to put my own dream in motion. She is beautiful and bright and sits at the edge of my bed when I look like death and feel even worse. She also lovingly kicked me out of the nest so I can go find my own friends, and for that I am eternally grateful.

Thanks again to Maria Popova and Brainpickings.

In October 2012, I drove 6,800 kms with my artist husband, Ric Kokotovich (, and my dog Iggy, to spend 6 months in our adopted city of Merida. Leaving the fast paced world of Calgary behind, I packed my books, art and entrepreneurial spirit, and set off to explore what lay beyond the borders that had become my life. In October 2013 we hit the road south again, hoping to find out what ‘living the dream’ really means. This is my adventure.

4 comments on “The Great Unknown

  1. Insightful and articulate, as always.

  2. Cgrasdal

    Hopefully I am creeping Into the old friend strata. Fellow introvert to introvert. Hope to hang out sooner than later.

  3. Rock Paper Sister(s)

    Love this blog and had the same wonderings when we made the leap here. Wouldn’t have stayed if there were’t connections of the heart. Can imagine an even Greater Unknown doing it all in a different country. Forwarded it to friends. Boosita

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