Mr. and Mrs. Whimsy cordially invite you to a holiday sale on December 8 and 9 at Casa las Ranas in la Cieneguita. Well, in that case, I need to get on the stick and get lots of things created. So that is what is happening….save for a little side trip to Mexico City to avoid Thanksgiving (Amerikan Version) here in San Miguel. We sure will have a good time. I hope Lovee does not get jealous…but she will probably be in Grandmother heaven….we send our love and thanks to all our friends. Twenty two years ago…I was a refugee from “rajneeshpuram”…my my my…Who Knows Where the Time Goes………
Archives for November 2007
…you were wondering where I have been….well…I have been here in Mexico and my computer has crashed. What to do? I hope the warranty covers it. Richard is back and we are going to Mexico City on Thursday to escape the expat Thanksgiving thing here in San Miguel. We will have fun….I just want everyone to know that I am here and things are happening….lots of stuff brewing and the Groove is uncovering a water line that starts on Monday….taking water down to the site of the Chapel…in case you were wondering….yes, the Chapel is rising…Love to all!!!!!!
…with Patrice. I surrendered and followed her to Centro Historico where she took this picture. It was the day before the Day of the Dead. Needless to say, I fell in love with Mexico in a deeper fashion. The ancient past and how it colors the present. Mexico is like no other place that I have been. All the way down to the 400 naked demonstrators near Plaza Bellas Artes….brown brown bodies painting the rush hour traffic….quite amazing. Now I find myself in beautiful San Francisco….the weather is divino and tomorrow I will see Savita and take her to the hospital for, I believe, a check-up….I love my dear friend. She sounds so vulnerable. Her illness really hits home and touches my vulnerability and my sense of impermanence. I feel this sense of fear around my own death. Why can’t I pay more than lip service to the inevitable? There are so many lessons….I must remind myself of that which is endless…the place where Bhagwan touched me so many years ago on that marble floor in India.