Even though I am in here, autumn in New England, I, like many, am thinking about this country, the US, really, such a young country, and my thoughts return to where I was just a few days ago, even though that seems hard to believe, back to the panteon in San Antonino.
Just thinking of it and its sea of flowers and the families decorating the graves of their relatives with a combination of joy and sorrow, settles my mind, brings some semblance of serenity.
They have such healthy perspectives. I have learned so much about life and death living in Mexico.
Life has its ups and downs and death may have as well, for all we know. Oaxaca's ten thousand years of history is always all around me and I find I carry it with me like a talisman. "There were times when we were rich and times when we were poor, an advanced civilization and then conquered. We've been up and down a few times.... up and down. And... We are still here."
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