In the midst of traveling to Cedar City, Utah to find a
place to live, and in addition to sorting, packing, and attending to a myriad
of details regarding my move, I took a trip to Oaxaca, Mexico from October 25
to November 4th. This trip
had been booked months before I even thought of moving, and by the time it rolled
around, I was ready for a break and a nice vacation. The theme of the trip was “The Day of the Dead”,
and was orchestrated by the Archaeological Conservancy. For a brief moment, I thought of canceling
because I was so busy, but I am glad that I didn’t. The trip came off without a hitch, and everything
went smoothly, which is a lot more than I can say for most of the trips I have
been on!
This celebration is a really big deal down there, and it
goes on for days. It is even more of a
big deal than Christmas, and involves costumes and face painting, all with the skeleton
and skull theme, marching bands and parades, lots of street vendors, dancing, and
the all important visiting the graves of the dead in the cemeteries at night.
October 31st is the actual “Day of the Dead”, November
1st is “All Saints Day”, and November 2nd is “All Souls
Day”. They like to cover all of the bases! In addition, each household, business,
church, and government building creates an altar honoring those who have passed. These altars include photos of the deceased
and fruit, flowers, bread, salt and water, and other edibles. Marigolds are everywhere, and are the main
flower that is used to decorate the altars.
They can be quite beautiful and elaborate. At the end of the celebration, anything that
hasn’t started to spoil and rot is eaten by those who created the altar.
This trip wasn’t only about the “Day of the Dead” celebrations. We visited many archaeological sites
including Monte Alban and Mitla. The state
of Oaxaca is considered the artistic and craft center of the country, where the
artistic talent of the child, no matter what that may be, is fostered and
encouraged. So we visited local villages
where people were dying yarn and weaving, carving and painting fanciful animals
out of wood, making paper, painting murals, and creating a wide variety of pottery. Then there was the almost constant talented
display of dancing, singing and playing of all sorts of instruments, especially
during the many colorful parades we saw passing by.
On a humorous note, I like to refer to Oaxaca as the place
where string cheese was invented. On our
first day there, we toured the local market (more photos to follow). I couldn’t resist posting this photo of balls of string cheese on a counter. Like unraveling
a ball of string, how do you find the place to start? It was very good cheese, too. Solid and chewy.
Anyway, I am pretty settled here in Cedar City now, and will
start posting regularly again. So sorry
for the big gap in posts! I’ll be
posting on the trip to Mexico, and perhaps other interesting events in
between. It will also take me a while to
get back into my spiritual mode.
Fortunately, where I am living now is very quiet and womb like. Just what I need for now!
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