Sunday, January 14, 2007
Friday, January 12, 2007
Thursday, December 28, 2006
A Pilgrimage Is No Vacation!
Check out David and his associates at Spirit Journeys or read his full article on the Art of Pilgrimage at White Crane Journal.
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Congratulations to James Tipton on the completion of his new home. It is the fulfillment of a dream to move to Ajijic, Mexico and settle into life around Lake Chapala. Talking about a room with a view.
Of course Jim is not stranger to views having moved to Fruita, Colorado from Glade Park atop the Colorado National Monument.
It is with great joy and excitement that we raise a glass to Jim's newest adventure! If you would like to read some of Jim's published pieces (other than the postings in Pilgrim Cafe), you may click the Colorado Mountain Gazette.
When we get pics of the new diggs we'll share'em.
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Beyond American Empire
James Tipton shares an article written by Bob Harwood entitled Beyond American Empire. Implications of global political re-alignments surrounding the recend elections in the United States of America. The personal individual pilgrimage is not the only pilgrimage that is important. It's larger setting is the socio-political environment in which it is lived. There have been personal pilgrimages that seem to be suspended in socio-political environments that are caustic to them. More times than not, however, personal pilgimages draw from or react to the socio-political envionment in which they find themselves. In some ways we can relate to Picasso's self portrait as we observe the various influences in our own personal journey. What happens to our own pilgrimage as the major global political atmosphere realigns?
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Deep calls to Deep
I so appreciate friends who are there when I reach depths of dispare or resentment or frustration who open themselves to my complaints and offer much needed response. Some even roll up their sleeves and help me bail.
There is a kind of bonding that occurs while bailing to stay afloat. This is the best kind of bail bonding that one can experience. I recently had a friend stay with me in the emergency room as I was struggling with my own mortality. I woke in the morning and the friend was still asleep in a chair across the room.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Hearts At Work
Franklin's Thirteen Virtues
by Jim Tipton
Benjamin Franklin was born three-hundred years ago this very year. On this tri-centennial of his birth, I would like to honor this remarkable American by offering here some of his own words about the religious and the moral life.
Franklin was not a devoutly religious man in the conventional or doctrinal sense. In The Autobiography he acknowledges his Protestant upbringing, but Sunday was his "studying-day" and he had no intention of wasting it by attending services that heaped upon you the "dogmas of the persuasion" and "the eternal decrees of God," which to Franklin seemed "unintelligible" or "doubtful."
On the other hand, Franklin writes "I never was without some religious principles. I never doubted, for instance, the existence of the Deity, that he made the world and governed it by his providence, that the most acceptable service of God was the doing good to man, that our souls are immortal, and that all crime will be punished and virtue rewarded either here or hereafter."
Although these seemed to be "the essentials of every religion…found in all the religions we had in our country," Franklin found them more or less presented in ways "which without any tendency to inspire, promote, or confirm morality, served principally to divide us and make us unfriendly to one another."
Still in his early twenties, Franklin developed his own "Articles of Belief and Acts of Religion," and finding this of use, "I…went no more to the public assemblies."
After conceiving his "bold and arduous project of arriving at moral perfection," Franklin in playful dismay tells us "But I soon found I had undertaken a task of more difficulty than I had imagined." Indeed, "While my attention was taken up and care employed in guarding against one fault, I was often surprised by another. Habit took the advantage of inattention. Inclination was sometimes too strong for reason."
Franklin concluded that our mere desire "to be completely virtuous was not sufficient to prevent our slipping, and that the contrary habits must be broken and good ones acquired and established before we can have any dependence on a steady, uniform rectitude of conduct." For this purpose he "contrived the following method."
Franklin' s method was to list thirteen virtues and then meditate on them daily, virtues "that at that time occurred to me as necessary or desirable." He wanted to "acquire the habitude of all these virtues."
In order not to be distracted Franklin fixed on only one virtue at a time. He made a little book that always traveled with him. With red ink he ruled seven vertical columns, one for each day of the week, and labeled these at the top with the first letter of each day. He then crossed these with thirteen lines, one for each of the virtues, labeling each line with the first letter of one of the virtues. Each week focused on a single virtue and this particular virtue was written at the top of the page.
Each evening he carefully reflected over his day. He put a little check in each square (sometimes more than one) for each virtue he had violated during the day. Because each week was concentrated on a single virtue, he hoped that line remained clear throughout the week. Once he had worked through all thirteen virtues—thirteen separate pages and thirteen weeks of work—he began all over again, so that in one year he would complete four courses.
These are Benjamin Franklin's "Thirteen Virtues":
Eat not to dullness. Drink not to elevation.
Speak not but what may benefit others or yourself. Avoid trifling conversation.
Let all your things have their places. Let each part of your business have its time.
Resolve to perform what you ought. Perform without fail what you resolve.
Make no expense but to do good to others or yourself; i.e., waste nothing.
Lose no time. Be always employed in something useful. Cut off all unnecessary actions.
Use no hurtful deceit. Think innocently and justly; and, if you speak, speak accordingly.
Wrong none by doing injuries or omitting the benefits that are your duty.
Avoid extremes. Forbear resenting injuries so much as you think they deserve.
Tolerate no uncleanness in body, clothes or habitation.
Be not disturbed at trifles or at accidents common or unavoidable.
Rarely use venery [sexual activity] but for health or offspring—never to dullness, weakness, or the injury of your own or another's peace or reputation.
Imitate Jesus and Socrates.
Franklin—being "surprized to find myself so much fuller of faults than I had imagined"—continued this systematic practice for several years, "but I had the satisfaction of seeing them diminish." After a few years, Franklin went through only "one course" a year, and eventually only one course every several years.
What were the results? When he is almost eighty and writing The Autobiography, Franklin happily acknowledges that he "never arrived at the perfection I had been so ambitious of obtaining but fell far short of it." For example, he writes, "I found myself incorrigible with respect to Order." He realized that the "extreme nicety" which had apparently been his goal might become a kind of "foppery in morals, which if it were known would make me ridiculous." Nor did he want "the inconvenience of being envied and hated…."
And "Yet," he writes, "I was by the endeavour a better and a happier man than I otherwise should have been if I had not attempted it." Franklin concludes, "My posterity should be informed that to this little artifice, with the blessing of God, their ancestor owed his constant felicity of his life…."
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Check Out Your Birthday
Saturday, August 19, 2006
Read my story about the unique events that unfolded in my hearing Elizabeth in her final concert at the Vienna Oper House.
Other stories: Schwartzkopf , NPR - listen to voice , Pictures
By Dan Peterson
Sunday, August 13, 2006
I visit Borders Bookstore every day or so and read another chapter from Elie Wiesel's lates captivating offering. Wiesel, won the Nobel Peace Prize in 1996. Read his Nobel acceptance lecture here. I am adding Night to the Pilgrim Cafe Great Read Library. For comments, you are invited to join the conversation there.
Tipton on Bush
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Emotions on the Journey
The emotional journey of men have become the subject of several studies in contemporary media: BBC Science Article - Emotional Rollercoaster , Website - Old Men Crying and photographer Sam Taylor-Wood's photoessay - Crying Men.
What role have emotions played in your human pilgrimage? The question of course is not WILL they have a role in your journey, but WHAT role will we allow them to have? Will it be constructive, informative and intergrative, or will they be more distructive, malevolent, and obstructive? The choice is ultimately ours, is it not?
Monday, July 03, 2006
Jim Tipton once again introduces us to his world of interesting people. Writing for Mexconnet.com Jim drops us a note about one of his connections.
Here is a new article, just out today, about the artist Georg Rauch, who lives in Jocotepec, a village about twenty minutes away. He has made his living as an artist for fifty years, but as a young man he was a Jewish soldier in Hitler's army, fighting on the Russian front, where he was captured and held as a prisoner-of-war.
Click to link to the story. Also check Rauch on the sidebar.
Thanks Jim for sharing another's dramatic pilgirmage to self and art!
Sunday, July 02, 2006
Journalist, Faiza Saleh Ambah, by self confession a relatively nominal Muslim prior to the pilgrimage, is now beginning to feel a spirit of comradare and unity with other Muslim on the Hajj. A uniquely archaic sounding ritual, the Pelting of the Pillars of Jamaraat frees the pilgrim from past entangelments of soul. There is an inexpected sense of freedom and warmth of spirit that Faiza feels.
Pilgrimages reconnect us at depths that we seldom experience. Faiza is traveling among 2,000,000 pilgrims on the Hajj. The press of the crowd, the shouts of praise for Allah, the ritual movement of stoning the devil, wearing black abayas, the devotion of sisters on the same Hajj all create an excitement and stirrings in the heart.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
A Wheel Barrow Aha!
The solution to A Red Wheel Barrow:Williams was a physician who apparently made housecalls (thing of the past). The seriously ill child in her rural home(chicken) was being assisted by the wagon (medical technology), but the final determination lay in the hands of the rain (nature or supreme being).
No, I am not this cleaver; the solution was in a footnote added by Williams. wouldn't it be nice if T.S. Eliot had explained his "let us go you and I" in the opening of "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufruck," but I buy into Elizabeth Drew's explanation: super ego and ego joined together. But I had a chance to get a clarification on who the ladies were in "Four Quartets" from Eliot at a birthday party given by his cousin in connecticut. In answer to whether interpretation one or two was correct; he answered, "both."
Monday, June 12, 2006
A Red Wheel Barrow
so much depends
a red wheel
glazed with rain
beside the white
William Carlos Williams
No more to it; first time I read it I think I threw the book out the window in frustration with this highly regarded poet. Since then I at least have some idea of what it could be about. Before getting to enjambment and other technical matters the student will have to deal with what the poet is saying. But more of this to follow.
Deal with Dan's question before you look below. Better yet don't look below. Struggle with the meaning piece as long as you can stand it. Actually after you have read the Cliff Notes version, and have not resorted to throwing it out the window, you will still have to struggle with Dan's question.
Cliff Notes Version
Monday, June 05, 2006
Look What I Found!
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Believe It or Not
During the winter of 1960 I lived in vienna as both student of German at the Austrio-Amerikanisher Gesellshaftto learn German as well as taught English to students at the University of Vienna.
A great moment for the opera that winter was the farewell concert with Elizabeth Schwartzkopf singing the title role of the Marchellin in Strauss' der Rosenkavalier. Traditionally, I had bought seats for the opera at the back door to the house from the custodian; he was allowed to sell seats to foreigners. Naturally for this opera, neither the front door nor the back door had seats available for Schwarzkopf singing her operatic trademake for this performance.
On my way home from the university that Saturday I was properly attired in a black three piece suit when I stopped at the lebensmittel to get my weekend supply of bratswurst. I approached the end of the line to make my purchase only to find the ladies essentially pushed the herr doctor (prematurely actually) to the front of the line. I went home thinking of the last vestige of the aristocracy was not yet dead in Austria.
Once in my apartment the oversoul took over. I asked my Austrian roommate whose father owned a costume shop to get a tux for me and a chauffer's cap from him. The plan was for him to drive me in my new 180 mercedes (cost: $3000 at the factory in the sixties), drop me at the entrance, and enjoy the use of the car for the evening.
I approached the entrance with heart pounding, thinking the scam had little chance of succeeding. When asked for my karte, I waived the man aside and continued walking toward the orchestra. Once in standing room I relaxed, but a few minutes before the overture began an usher asked, "haben sie kein sitzplatz, herr doctor?" I replied I was only able to get standing room, to which he replied the opera could not begin with a gentleman standing. He escorted me to an unoccupied seat in the orchestra.
Upon returning home from this exceptional evening with even today the greatest soprano for this role as well as a definite cast, my roommate lamented the last vestiges of the Austrian aristocracy was indeed in jeopardy with such scams occurring.
Today I would agree that his fears were not unfounded when i go to Salzburg to find the wonderful backeries with such greetings as "guten morgan, gnaedige frau" on getriedegasse have yielded to chain type stores and the aristocrats finding themselves replaced by a new wave.
Thanks and welcome to DOCTOR Dan Peterson for this great story!
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Pilgrimage is most often a journey that involves some sort of desired transformation on the part of the pilgrim. The image of an empty cup or open hands comes to mind. There is a zen story about a university professor who went to visit a famous Zen master. While the master quietly served tea, the professor talked about Zen. The master poured the visitor's cup to the brim, and then kept pouring. The professor watched the overflowing cup until he could no longer restrain himself. "It's overfull! No more will go in!" the professor blurted. "You are like this cup," the master replied, "How can I show you Zen unless you first empty your cup." We expect such a story about a steriotypical university professor, but do we see the need for humility and emptiness in ourselves as we prepare for our own pilgrimage?
Monday, May 08, 2006
Preparation seems to be the first step of such journeys. Clarifying our intentions. Cleansing ourselves. Dawning special garments symbolic of one's readiness to begin. The purpose in drawing closer to God is refocusing our lives on essentials. The Hajj begins with essentials.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
I am now re-reading Bread In the Wilderness by Thomas Merton. Once again fascinated by the circular path of pilgrimage. We arrive at the place where we began, or do we? (See the Alchemist) Is the journey an ashes to ashes, dust to dust experience for the pilgrim, or is there a grander more subtle interior pilgrimage occurring within?
Merton begins Bread by reminding us in the circular logic of the lifelong pilgrim that the search is endimic to the human journey.
"All men (humanbeings) seek God, whether they know it or not. As St. Paul told the citizens of Athen: 'God, who made the world and all things therein...hath made all mankind to dwell upon the whole face of the earth, determining appointed times and the limits of their habitation. That they should seek God if haply they may feel after Him or find Him, although He be not far from every one of us: For in Him we live and move and have our being.' Even those who say they do not believe in God, seek Him by the very fact that they deny Him: for they would not deny Him unless they thought their denial were true: and God is the source of all truth.
So I would invite you begin with me the circular journey by clicking the title of this post and reading the experience of Faiza Saleh Ambah a Saudi journalist who participated in her first journey to Mecca.
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Speaking of Faith is a PBS program that considers the place of faith in the culture. This particular program and the subsequent program in Globalization of Faith are very interesting.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
A Pretty Good Joke
Rene Decarte walks into a bar. Bartender asks if he would like a burbon on the rocks. Decarte replies, "I think not," and disappears.
Friday, December 30, 2005
Light and Darkness on the Pilgrimage
The Separation of Light from the Darkness
Detail of the Sistine Chapel, appearing over the head of the Prophet Jeremiah. Michelangelo painted the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel from 1508 to 1512, commissioned by Pope Julius II. On becoming pope in 1503, Julius II reasserted papal authority over the Roman barons and successfully backed the restauration of the Medici in Florence. He was a liberal patron of the arts, commissioning Bramante to build St Peter's Church, Michelangelo to paint the Sistine Chapel, and Raphael to decorate the Vatican apartments.
What to do with the fact of darkness along our journey. An unfortunate development of Christian theology has been the antagonistic relationship envisioned between light and darkness. The word spearation has been employed for dealing with the dark. To separate myself from the darkness in favor of the light. The faithful are envisioned as living in the light as opposed to the darkness. The image of embracing the darkness carries with it a sense of uneasiness if not outright terror. Such a relationship is characterized as possession, rather than the less potent co-habitation.
In the embrace of darkness is there not a befriending of those unsteady, moist, secluded times as times of great ferment and opportunities for differentiation? To embrace the darkness is to be unafraid, open, inquiring, resourceful as opposed to dangerously vulnerable. The mystics spoke of the Night Sea Passage (or Journey) as a movement into, and through darkness while remaining receptive to its lessons.
What do you think of the nature of the relationship between darkness and light?
cradle of decay
essence of new life
birth from this darkness
conjuring planet's salvation
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Monday, December 19, 2005
New Guy at Coffee
Introducing Charles Shere. I met Charles while surfining quilt sites for my wife Lynne. Check out his website and you will see why I am delighted to welcome him.
Charles, I would like to introduce a great group of guys. Jim Tipton, Colorado Poet of the Year, who lives in Ajijic, Mexico; Danny Rosen, Astronomer, Storyteller and Poet, living in Fruita, Colorado; Bob Yeager, retired school teacher, poet and mystic, living in Englewood, Colorado; John Keck, computer and testing specialist with District 51 Schools, living in Fruita, Colorado, and Myself, Allen Simons, retired United Methodist Clergy, musician, poet, living in Fruita, Colorado. We invite you to introduce yourself in the way you choose. You are welcome to post or comment on anything, I will attempt to keep the format together.
As you can tell from my recent postings, Change, the group began as an actual coffee group and has become virtual. Affection is real, as I am certain ours for you as you begin to participate. However, some of us are in transition with Jim moving to Ajijic, and Bob moving to Englewood. Not much actual activity has happened as of yet except for my posts. In 2006 we should see this begin to blossom.
Others will be joining with an equal pastion for poetry and authentic discussion. Welcome, Charles, to Pilgrim Cafe!
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Creative Process in Poetry
I (Piirto 1992/ 1998; 1994/1999; 1999e) have discussed several psychological approaches to understanding the creative process: developmental, social, cognitive, educational, and humanistic. I also classified psychoanalytic, philosophical, and religious approaches. However, creative writers themselves never seem to refer to psychologists' theories as they talk about the creative process. One might say that their descriptions of the creative process verge on the mystical (Sternberg & Lubart, 1999). Poet Robert Bly acknowledged two people within: "I think writing poetry is a matter of agreeing that you have these two people inside: every day you set aside time to be with the subtle person, who has funny little ideas, who is probably in touch with retarded children, and who can say surprising things" (Moyers, 1995, p. 63). The "subtle person" is the one who is susceptible to the inspiration discussed here, and could perhaps be also called the unconscious.
Thirteen aspects of the creative process seem to impel writers and poets:
- Rituals: They seem to have pre-writing rituals; for example, they like to walk;
- Silence: They crave silence
- Muse: They seek inspiration from the muse
- Nature: Inspiration from nature
- Substances: Inspiration through substances
- Others: Inspiration from others' works of art and music
- Dreams: Inspiration from dreams
- Travel: Inspiration from travel
- Imagination: They use imagination
- Solitude: They seek solitude so they may go into a state of reverie (or flow);
- Fasting: They fast
- Meditation: They meditate
- Intuition: In looking at these themes, one could say that poets, at least, seem to be people of the dream rather than people who consciously follow a given step by step process such as that commonly discussed by those who advocate creative problem solving. This might have to do with their almost universal preference for intuition over sensing (Myers & McCaulley, 1985). The term transliminality has been used to describe this aspect of the creative process (Thalbourne, 2000).
Click here to read the entire article.
Saturday, December 10, 2005
Huldra's Vanishing Face
Friday, December 09, 2005
Road to Santiago
Monday, December 05, 2005
Where does one find life's interpretive principle?
Where resides its template,
its conceptual plumb line?
Hillman speaks of aesthetic appreciation
of life's innate guiding principle
of the acorn at soul's core.
He admits psychology's penchant for reduction
its failure to see vision in grandiosity
beauty in neurosis
its own interpretive principle fails
in deciphering its path to understanding
in embracing life's deep variation.
Psychology, says Hillman, "Has no Self-help Manual
for it's own affliction."
So with every discipline
each a niche endeavor
each a single port hole
through which to glimpse
So where resides the template for understanding,
the detectable plumb line
'ganst which all displays it's meaning
the theme from which
all else is variation?
Even theology suffers grandiosity
claim of saint and sinner
from obsessive desire
or tunnel vision.
History is slave to
Music finds its limits
in modes and harmonies
upon which it takes wing.
Where is the captain of this ship
Sailing through time?
Who logs entries in the night?
Who commands this rudder
Trims these sails?
Who accounts for strength or frailty
for meaning or meandering
for trash or treasure?
Where is the decision made
For art or asylum
For saint or sinner
For story, verse or melody?
Who decides when this string of experiments
Extracts it's rare essence
it's cure for this human condition?
Where hides the acorn
from which this oak sprouts?
Friday, November 25, 2005
Thursday, November 24, 2005
What Yet Restrains?
This wonderful quote is from the Sixth Letter in Letters to a Young Poet, by Rainer Maria Rilke. Phoenix
Childhood memory of the lighthouse on Point Bolivar across from Galveston Island, Texas. A personal friend Harry Aysian chose this lighthouse for watercolor and acrylic studies many times. I have often been amazed that an artist can find depth enough in a single object to return to it repeatedly through life. Phoenix
Thursday, November 17, 2005
There is packing and traveling and moving
and work from dawn to dusk
There is leaving old places of meaning
and embracing new
There are promises to keep what is meaningful
and excitement about life yet unshapped on the wheel
There are prayers for safe travel
and emergence of new being
Behind all, there is hope.
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Click the title for the Talk Back Text and join the discussion of this classic. A collection of ten letters written by the poet Rainer Maria Rilke (1875-1926) to Franz Kappus a y0ung poet. Tender approach to critique. Insiteful advice about the desire to write, the need to look inwardly and introductions to some of his mentors and their contribution to his work. In this particular site you can download the entire piece. Phoenix
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Monday, October 24, 2005
Saturday, October 22, 2005
Friday, October 21, 2005
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
What is a Sacred Place?
Sacred power attributed to a particular natural place or location or phenomenon seems to be the product of a special convergence of human expectation, generated by story, tradition, with a particular place in the natural world. It arises from an intersection of story with the unique qualities, aesthetic and physical, of a particular place.
There is an implied androcentricity or human center view of the sacred. Afterall, attributing meaning to anything (as Genesis 2 describes it) is an aspect of human nature engaged in the co-creative process.
Without the convergence of place and story, the place is only a phenomenal view, or pretty picture. When we add descriptors like holy, evil, mysterious, dangerous to a particular place we are voicing a convergence that has as much to do with ourselves as any blessed or malevelent aspect of place. There is a sound and a smell that characterize Auszitz, for example that speaks to this convergence. There is an interplay of light, space, sound and positioning that draw the eye upward at Charts. There is an intersection of panorama, change and symbol at Medecine Wheel, Wyoming.
The sacred is unique to the eye of the beholder and is directly related to the story held in the life of the beholder. There are those, like Jacob who can be in a sacred place like Bethel and not know that he is in a sanctuary. But for all of us, there comes the night when we lay our heads on a stone and suddenly we invision a ladder of assent and descent opening above us.
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
How We Started
Our men travel around the globe from Africa, to Mexico, to Denver, following the stars or in search of appreciative crowds of like minded listeners. In the Fall of 2005 men began to move from the Fruita area and it became clear that we would need to begin a virtual coffee house. Thus Pilgrim Cafe was born. Imagine a virtual coffee group with members in Africa, Engelwood, Taos, Ajijic, Fruita and at sites along your journey. The internet affords this wonderful opportunity.
Here we invite guests, new members and continue our tradition of sharing deeply. Poetry is most often our favorite medium, but our interests are panoramic. The major focus is on sharing our personal pilgrimage and listening to others. This is not a place to debate, since one can not debate another's person experience? Share your own experience or reading or journey. Questions are a great venue to invite a meeting of other minds. Through all sharing, we invite ourselves to LISTEN, for we are convinces that "those with ears will hear."
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Pilgrim Cafe Great Read Library
Saturday, October 15, 2005
NEW LINKS POSTED
Notice: Hope Mag, Heron Mag, Orion Society.
Also great article from the Indira Ghandi center on Pilgrimage
on Chaco Canyon and Astronomy.
Friday, October 14, 2005
Burn Lightning Burn
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Sacred Space website. Title: LAST FLIGHT.
About his dad.
Sunday, October 09, 2005
Friday, October 07, 2005
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
What's In A Name?
I selected this name because it has become symbolic of my journey: i.e. through flames to new life. I am not talking about the classical description of saved from the flames of hell. The Phoenix was a mythical bird who made its nest in the top of a tree only to be consumed by fire. The fire brought forth new life. Fire is refining, transforming, and "rebirthing." Much of my rebirth has come from my conversations with men in groups like ours.
A path through flames
Not eagerly chosen
Refines, renews, restores.
A path through flames
Energy igniting the core.
A path through flames
Brings life when death's at the door.
Saturday, October 01, 2005
I think you will find it refreshing and interesting.
Christian interpreters have for centuries debated about how to interpret the parables of Jesus.
This is some new light to throw on the conversation.
Also direct you to my BibleBlogFruita response to this week's parable discussion.
Friday, September 30, 2005
Scenes of Ajijic
The first picture, the church, still in use in Ajijic, is more than four hundred years old. Sacred places or spaces made sacred by many devotional energies accumulated over years or centuries are something we might discuss as an extension of our conversation last Thursday about houses and our attitude about houses affected by what human energies are active there.
See you soon!
I added some other pic of Ajijic from websites. What a great place!