Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Below is a copy of my (handwritten) journaling from yesterday.
So much to write about in so little time (here on the road) Travelling has a way of expanding time. Possibly because it consists of so many unique and "compressed" moments. So many "here and nows" everyone of them different from the habitual "here and nows" I have become accustomed to in my day to day life in my home county. 60 years of "becoming accustomed" to ---(whatever it is) can harden a person.
The language "barrier" is only a barrier in my mind. At times that barrier becomes impenetrable. In an instant I can implode into myself and I am locked inside totally unable to connect with the experience of life which I perceive to be on the "outside". Just as quickly the barrier can be gone. Who know what the trigger or catalyst is but when we give ourselves permission to really participate in life, the barrier disappears just as quickly as it appeared. (BACK TO THE HERE AND NOW).....
I started this with the intention of outlining the "there and thens" on this adventure. Just notes to myself for further expansion, but most likely they won`t be expanded. I noticed when I walked back into the streets of Antigua after an hour on the computer I felt like I had entered a foreign world (the time spent on the Internet) I don't mind foreign, but I really love the feeling of the people here in Guatemala, so I may not be Journaling as much as I anticipated.
Events of the week:
One Fupah at the airport almost cost me the loss of my contact list before I had contacted anyone. That would have changed the trip.
First hostess: Very unhappy, pre-occupied lady living a middle to upper class existence behind so much armed security, fences, locks and barbed wire it felt like being in a prison. ----------I escaped!-------to-----------
A very happy, guitar playing singing dentist. (The whole family loved singing for that matter) They too lived behind locked gates, but it seems they had no fear of the world outside. (If they did they handed it over to God) Oscar has a beautiful wife, Elvia, and one daughter. His daughter, Elana, has just gained her Bachelors degree on the road to being a doctor. (Fantastic at 18yrs. old)
Where I am now I feel no need to escape, I have been welcomed into a beautiful family in a small community on the mountainside above a pueblo called Santa Lucia. I get to play with kids every day and I even played in the garden yeasterday (Hope you Northerners are not too jealous) This morning on the bus to Antigua a sticky fingered person relieved me of my camera, MY FAULT! No worry, it pissed me off for a few moments, but I can honestly say that each day here gets better and better.
I'll close with that and the wish that for you life is the same ----
BETTER AND BETTER!
A few links to pictures:
Monday, January 19, 2009
Here I am heading out the door of my sisters house to catch a plane to Guatemala. I would like to start my Central America journey with a proverbial "clean slate." It would be impossible to express the beauty and generosity of the folks I have met and stayed with in the past month, not to mention the awesome grandeur of Arizona, New Mexico, (and a quick peek at Texas)
These picture are quick sampling of some of the sights. Missing are pictures from Gila River hot springs, an awesome place just five miles from the Gila River cave dwellings, if you are in Southern New Mexico I highly recommend you visit both.
Pictured are: A cairn I built on the continental divide, Well the monument said it was the divide, but after talking to historians in Bisbee I was informed they "made a mistake" but I guess they still wanted to keep the monument. (The real divide is about 100 miles away in New Mexico)
Next is my shadow waving back to me from the San Pedro River in Arizona, then Eric and Maria and Colin and baby ?? from their awesome home in Silver City, New Mexico. That is Maria's brother Dominique saying hi to his feline friend who was out cruising for a few days. Eric is my sister Kathy's first child, and the first grandchild in the Casler Clan. Great grandchildren are popping out like crazy now!
The next picture is a desert plant I would like you to identify. I guess it could be a "photo puzzler" but truth is I have no idea what it is.
Not pictured is my friend Bev Wigney who graciously put me up in in Bisbee, Azirona for the better part of three weeks. (Or should I say "put up with me") Bev is a very beautiful generous person. She is a profession photographer who seems to stay away from the other end of the camera. I'm not saying she is camera shy, but somehow I managed to leave Arizona without one good picture of her or Sabrina her faithful canine companion. THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE GREAT VISIT BEV.
I'm off to LA now to catch a plane, I not sure if I can find the answer to the photo puzzler, but I will try. It was an icicle thawing on the wall of a canyon on the way to the Gila Cliff Dwelling, but just a close up of one drop of water.
|From Autumn to Winter 08|
|From Autumn to Winter 08|
Saturday, January 03, 2009
Here's the Family getting ready to chow down for Thanksgiving dinner at Rhianna and Josh's new farm in Port Orchard, Washington.
|From Autumn to Winter 08|
And this is little Kayla Hamming it up like she does so well.
It was a wonderful reunion and then I got to spend a few more days with Shay Rob and Jenica.
Shay and Rob are taking after me, the latest home they purchased has wheels. Rob and I spent a day going over some of her "quirks" and getting some little things fixed. It now has running hot and cold water and a toilet that flushes----what else could you ask for?
Well, I realized about 200 miles later when I went to get the charger for my camera battery that a small handbag was missing. I still wasn't worried, it just had "stuff" in it, vitamins, some computer cables and a few books. Then it dawned on me that that bag had an envelope with basically all my banking records for the year. So it was a bit of an inconvenience, and really I suspect it was a kid walking by and just grabbing what he or she thought must surely be a treat. It turns out the midnight snatcher got one more item and it was valuable. I also had a wrapped Christmas present from Rhianna and Josh which I did not realize was missing until Christmas. So this midnight thief not only has all my vitamins to stay healthy, some nice reading, some useless computer cables, he or she also has a Sonicare electric tooth brush and an I-tunes gift card.
Better be brushing every night, (listening to good tunes,) or I'm really gonna be mad.
Well, I did some emotional sea-sawing on my way down the coast, but for the most part I just stayed with what was really happening in the moment and it was a great trip.
That brings me to a segway into some journalling I was doing yesterday. I want to share it:
Polarities. Are they essential for experiencing the full spectrum of life?
What is the “full spectrum” of life? To a Buddhist monk that might be the experience of night and day while totally being centered in equanimity.
For another the full spectrum might be waking up in a self created living hell, a hostile world where evil always prevails, then discovering bliss on a high mountain road, or in the beauty of a flower or a forgotten love song, or....?
I have heard it said that in order to reach the peaks of heaven we have to delve into the depths of hell. (And there is truth in this.) However I have also learned that true Bliss (Peace of Mind) is always available regardless of where we are on the “Heaven/Hell” spectrum.
To sum it up: No matter what the circumstances (things on the circumference) if you can come to your center and be totally present with what is happening HERE and NOW You will find peace of mind is. Matters not if you are the monk meditating on the mountain top, or Samurai warrior in the middle of battle --- peace is there.
(Pretty much summing everything up I said in one sentence: "The only difference between a Master and a non-Master is that the Master embraces what is, totally. Echart Tolle)