……..let me tell you. I can scream it. Everyone! I can breath. I can relax.........in Guatemala. in all it’s decaying splendor. it may be dirty and hungry and falling apart. but damn it…….it’s alive. and still kicking. ……………….and you know what. So am I.
after one week of Spanish in the city and one week of filming on the finca we are……....i don’t know what to say………...blessed? seriously. I don’t know what it is but the power is there. everything moved. everything found its path. the community is on fire. spiritually………that is. don’t get me wrong…….they are screwed up……but there is really something to learn from people that are buried this deep and still you can see that fire in the soul.
They are here. Alive. Brisk. Smiling. Pensive. Picking coffee. I no longer ask myself if they will succeed. For me there is no question…….success? ....failure? what does it mean. They aren’t subject to our laws of success and failure. They live by the the law of poco a poco. And there they work and rest and eat and have children. And when you are subject to the laws of poco a poco you know that even the impossible............is possible.
So where does that leave me? Us? All of us? That country? My union? Our heart? I don’t know……….but I defiantly prefer the laws of poco a poco...........and full moons and dragon flies and the number nine.
-mary
2 comments:
Great to see you both so excited!
The blogs were a great read.
Makes me wish i was there. There is something magical about the agrarian lifestyle, one is so connected to the earth. To the cycles of light and dark, the changing seasons, the living things. Is it the living things? I am surrounded by dead things: painted walls, carpet, curtains, electronics, not a living thing in sight except me. Kind of a lonely existence isn't it to be so separated from life? My feet barely touch the ground through my thick boots and socks as I move quickly from my home shell to my mobile one so I can get to the work shell. We work so hard to block the living world out.
And then there's folks like your campesino's embracing life with every step. Aware of and celebrating the rhythms of life with every breath.
peace, darin
I just want to tell you that you both write in a very good way, and that I feel the same. And yes, blessed is the word!
Even if I just was in La Florida for a few days, my heart is still there (and I guess it will always be) and I’m really happy I found your blog, so I have the chance to read about your reflections and thoughts.
Greeting from Tove, Sweden
And pleas send my greeting to Christine
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