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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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

Saturday, November 7, 2015

Muertos - The Children of San Antonino

El Dia de los Muertos, Day of the Dead, is always a rich and meaningful time.  For me, an outsider, I have learned to appreciate the way people think and feel about death.  They have changed me, all for the better.
These are days of celebration, of remembrances, a time to honor those who have preceded us and whose return is welcomed. 
In El Norte, death is many things, as it is here, but so different,  There it is distant, sanitary, dark and sad.  We have wars in which we don't even see caskets.  Can you imagine children playing in cemeteries where you live? ... without people freaking out about it.
Well, in San Antonino Castillo Velasco, one of my favorite villages, they play, laugh, sing and dance all while being surrounded by the graves of their relatives. 
The panteon, cemetery is an ocean of flowers. 
People spend the morning decorating the graves and while they sit and work, they eat and drink, listen to a little music and the kids are allowed to be themselves. 
What a healthy way of approaching death, as a constant and companion.
There is a lot of love and happiness, not exactly how the uninitiated might think about El Dia.
Lots of love cast death in a different light.

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