The here and now... and what and why

Complacency is a trap. At least that’s what I was thinking when I up and left the comfort of a Yankee prep school gig, where I taught music, amongst other things, for 28 years. There was also that life long career as a composer, musician and artist.

First, it was a year in St. Thomas, USVI, working as a reporter and shooting photography and then, a year in San Agustin Etla, Oaxaca, Mexico.
Time passed.
More time passed and a year back in the Athens of America followed by a hasty return to Oaxaca where it is all happening.
A couple of years in San Sebastian Etla and now, just down the road in San Pablo Etla. Life is good.

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You can find my music on Jango (World & latin - Worldbeat) and at iTunes and most online stores.
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If you are coming to Oaxaca, please contact me for tours or advice.

Santo Domingo

Santo Domingo
The view from Corazon del Pueblo

The hereafter re me

My photo
Oaxaca, Oaxaca, Mexico
Musician, photographer, videographer, reporter, ex-officio teacher, now attempting to be a world traveler

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Coming or going?

Maybe it is always this way, but the world continues to appear to be going crazy. Maybe I should say, the people of the world appear to be going crazy and so the world responds accordingly, by, for instance, dropping ice shelves into the ocean. Maybe I should just stop paying attention. Gun sales are up, finances are down, tensions high, expectations low, the public dialogue more polarized than ever. I guess that is the way of the world.

For me the question remains, "Coming or going?" I am counting the days until I head back to Oaxaca. Will I come to a decision soon or just go crazy waiting? Actually, I have a cunning plan. Enjoy Spring and then get out of Dodge.
In the past, this would have meant something different, but now I see this and it makes me hungry for the food instead of recalling fame and fortune.

I am ready to head to the markets of Ocatlan or to buy my daily flowers from these ladies at the Pochote mercado.
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