Recently, Matt and I went to Cancun for vacation. I know these days so many people are nervous about going to Mexico. And I understand them. But we feel lucky and blessed. We absolutely have no issue at all. Everything was how it was supposed to be. And we made it back home safely.

The ocean view was absolutely beautiful and breathtaking. We both sure enjoyed our visit. We got to visit different places and did many fun activities. But there was one experience I will never forget, and I never thought I would do it.

One morning when we were walking by the beach, a resort worker asked us if we wanted to join a temazcal ceremony. It’s only 2 minutes long. We asked what it was, and she said, “Follow me,” so we did. Not too far from where we were, there was a guy and a woman who were dressed as native Mexicans.

Some other people around us came, too. It was a ritual/prayer in Spanish.

We all stood up in a circle and followed whatever they asked us to do. It was different but nice and peaceful. The resort translator translated everything. When they were done they asked all of us if we wanted to join for the real 30- minute-long temazcal spa later on. For some reason I got interested. I asked what their beliefs are. The translator translated for me and they said, “They believe in energy.” I got more interested. Later that afternoon I went, thinking it was going to be like yoga.

I can’t describe the whole thing but if you are interested, you can Google it. According to, “A temazcal is a traditional Mexican steam bath that is in many ways similar to the Native American sweat lodge. Besides promoting physical well-being and healing, the temazcal is also a ritual and spiritual practice in which traditional healing methods are used to encourage reflection and introspection.”

It was something I had never experienced before. There were six of us. We had to crowd inside of a dome that looked like a tiny red brick home. We sat in a circle, and there was a hole in the middle, and the guy explained everything before he started and told us it was going to get very hot, smoky and dark. If anybody wanted to leave they could leave then but not in the middle of the ritual. The English translator was inside the dome, too, and he translated everything.

It was a four-part ceremony. The first two were in complete darkness and smoke. During the third you could see a little bit, but the fourth and the last part was extremely hot, where you felt like you were on fire. Every single part of your body sweat.

They burned lots of rocks, and each rock had different meanings, and they prayed for every living thing around the world. It’s a detox for our physical and spiritual healing.

At the end the whole idea is we let go of everything from our ego and control so we can be reborn again. While I was in the temazcal spa this is what I experienced: “I don’t know any of these people, I am away from home.” I found myself in a very unfamiliar place, which was very scary, and my mind started wondering about all the negatives that could happen to me. Lots of what ifs. I had to focus really hard but I kept losing it.

Many times I wanted to leave because I was scared but I knew I couldn’t so at some point instead of resisting I realized, “This is not a bad thing; this is good for me.” I didn’t think I like to be in control about everything but I was wrong. About many past events, I honestly thought I had forgiven many people and moved on. But with many people later I was still holding on to it and carrying a heavy burden for no reason. The temazcal ritual sure made us disconnect with the manmade world and focus on ourselves like we were born again with a clean mind and body.

I am glad I got the chance to experience something unique, and as much it as was scary and uncomfortable, I didn’t quit. What a beautiful tradition.

I will never forget that.

My point of writing about this experience is that we can say all the right things but we will know for sure where we are in life when we are in unfamiliar situations and how we will behave. I sure have a long way to go. But at least my Cancun visit helped me to start my journey.

“The sad thing is, nobody ever really knows how much anymore else is hurting. We could be standing next to somebody who is completely broken and we wouldn’t even know it.” — Author unknown