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

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Palm Sunday in San Antonino - part 2 - The procession

After all offerings had been made and all the fruit, vegetables, breads had been carefully tied around El Burro, it was time for the procession to the church, where hundreds of people awaited its arrival for mass.  These gentlemen were ready to cover the path with rose petals.
And here they go.
It is about a kilometer to the church.  Imagine the weight.
This celebration operates on several levels.  One of them is the penitence of many in the procession.  Certainly for the men carrying the statue, it must be a very powerful experience.  I can only imagine how much it all weighs... looks like about a million kilos to me.  The effort, the strain on the faces.

The procession left promptly at around eleven in the morning, and led by drums and a whistle, followed by the priest and all the altar boys and girls and then hundreds of people, all carrying something, all walked in the clear morning sun.
A wonderful colorful parade of happy people.
Carrying all manner of things.
All manner of things...
A family affair.
Getting into the courtyard is always a challenge.
Followed by all the offerings.
There were some hairy moments as the men struggled to get the heavy weight in place.
But after several tense moments,
They did it.
It was time for the mass, or for this heathen, lunch time.  Next, the final part, details and faces.

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