Okay, after meeting yet ANOTHER person who has lived in Hawaii, Oregon, and New Mexico…those 3 specific states…there HAS to be something woo-woo going on! I am not the only person who has noticed this triangle of states that has called certain people. I’ve lived in New Mexico (three times now) and Oregon. So, I guess Hawaii is my next stop. Can I put in a request for Kauai since that is the island that has always “called” me? So far, I’ve been on Oahu for an hour (changing planes) and the Big Island. I have seen too many Hawaii license plates here in New Mexico to blow this off. And I meet people (like a lovely Taos area woman named Lynda today) on a semi-regular basis who have lived in these 3 states. They have not lived in Washington or Arizona…it’s specifically Oregon, New Mexico, and Hawaii. In fact, Lynda was living in Hawaii when she unexpectedly moved to New Mexico. She has a CLASSIC Taos story.
The Cliff Notes version is that while living in Hawaii, she made friends with someone who had a place in Taos, and the person said, “If you’re ever in New Mexico, look me up.” Well, and I don’t know the details, she was camping out in Pilar (beautiful area south of Taos) later on…and contacted her Taos friend. The Taos woman told her to come on up. So, she started to head up there when her vehicle died. She had to stay in Taos (trust me…there are NO car repair places in Pilar) while her car/truck was repaired, and said to herself, “I can’t leave.” Like me, she has moved a lot, or as she put it, “Been on the run”…but could not leave Taos. That darn town does that to people. I have SO many stories (I need to write a book) about people just passing through…who could not leave! I’ve met people who have abandoned entire lives on a whim to move to Taos!
When I was moving to Denver in 4/2016 from Albuquerque, and made the fatal mistake of spending a few days in Taos as a last hurrah, I had a total panic attack! I freaked out and felt, “I AM MAKING A HUGE MISTAKE! I’M SUPPOSED TO BE IN TINY TAOS (BLECH…WANTED A MAJOR CITY) NOT BIG DENVER!” I literally unpacked all of my stuff, drove up to Denver to pick up the boxes I’d shipped there, drove back to Taos, and then panicked again. I realized that Taos would be a bad decision due to the lack of quality jobs and places to live. I ended up getting a U-Haul and continuing on my way to Denver…which…failed miserably from the night I arrived and stupid Google Maps led me (with a U-Haul truck towing my car) down a dead end street where I became stuck and then grabbed the first roommate situation I could find, which was with a PSYCHOPATH where I had to move out after a week and lose a month’s rent.
Anyway, I’ve gotten totally sidetracked with this post. If anyone has some input regarding this dynamic between the states of Oregon, Hawaii, and New Mexico, I would love to hear it. Something funky is going on. I am extremely curious.