anado

Construction has been rekindled down at the Chapel site…the walls are beginning to take shape…what a glorious event.  Go to my Flickr account and check out the photos…hope you like them…I do:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/anado/

My life is so magically blessed.  When I look back on so many beautiful times and the moments when I felt so low I had to remember Richard Fariña who titled his book, "Been Down So Long, It Looks Like Up to Me".  Goddess in Earth, that was so long ago.  I send a big Gracias to the Goddess for having Richard to enjoy these moments in time.  In less than two weeks we will again celebrate our union with friends up in California.  Patrice Wynne took this photo of us last weekend at our "down in Mexico" celebration… That girl really captured the funky Love that Richard and I share. Love to All!

…actual walls are beginning to rise on the Chapel of Jimmy Ray.  It is a sight to behold.  I watch as the future floor is leveled and trucks arrive with materials.  We are very excited by this absolute folly.  As of this writing, Richard prepares to leave tomorrow for the States.  I follow next Thursday.  The "Wedding" is magnificently going to happen.  This is all very historic as we watch from down here in Mexico….the going's on up in the States between Obama and those who shall not be mentioned.  Sending everyone tons of hugs and love from the Chapel of Jimmy Ray and Casa las Ranas!

Our Divine friend and Tia, Carol Wheeler, wrote this poem for us and read it the other day at the gathering where we were showered with Love from so many friends!  The photo of Allen and Peter Orlovsky by Avedon was a favorite of mine way back when.  I had it on my wall in a collage for so many years.  The collage disappeared in the late 70's when I went to India.

A Howl for Anado and Richard– Angelheaded Hipsters (with apologies to Allen Ginsberg)

They saw the best mascotas of their generation nearly destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked
dragging themselves through the cieneguita roadways at dawn
looking for any kind of fix,
And they saved (so far) six dogs, six cats, two fish and four burros,
potsky
slidell manchas wheels simba perla, cielo sueno malinche chicoche
skookums tormenta, uds tillie, lolita cleopatra dilly jo barbarella
Angelheaded hipsters
Who gave up poverty and tatters and sat up watching movies in the supernatural darkness of the campo,
Who turned bottles into buildings and mattresses into fences and bathtubs into shrines,
Who saved us all from the ugliness of throwing away and used basura to create incredible installations of beauty and permanence,
Who
give us bright shiny corners and spaces and surfaces in our own houses
that catch the light and feed the dream and wake us up happy in the
mornings and send us to bed filled with thoughts of art and spirit and
joy,
Who balled in the mornings in the jardin in the evenings in their sala in the daylight in rose gardens and swiss chard,
Who hiccuped sometimes but laughed a lot and collected several of everything in the world that was worth looking at,
Who
made great life-enhancing dramas of rooms with buddhas and shamans and
gods and goddesses and presidents and writers,  plastered on the walls,
marching up the stairs, festooning doors and windows and fireplaces,
Who
scribbled all night in their dreams rocking and rolling over lofty
incantations that made the morning yellow and the daytime blue and
silver and gave the nightime a golden glow,
Who cooked wonderful dishes of every kind lung heart feet tail borscht & tortillas dreaming of a pure vegetable kingdom,
Who plunged themselves into dump trucks and junk shops looking for a jewel and jumped out with dross they turned into gold,
Who
seduced their friends and their enemies and anyone who saw them with
bright colors, brilliant talk and generous, giving, full-hearted ways,
Who
retired to Mexico to cultivate their art and ended up cultivating a
whole new world–Visions! Omens! Hallucinations! Miracles! Ecstasies!
Epiphanies! Breakthroughs!
With the absolute heart of the poem of
life present in them as a couple, in their fiestas and their tours, in
their living room, their gardens, their studios and their fish pond,
We're
with them as they celebrate their rights with state-sponsored rites and
officially become our shining thrilling stupendous marriage of the
century!

…….in having so many great people in our lives here in Mexico and the US…yesterday some friends threw a party for us before we go up to the States to exercise our civil rights and celebrate our Union in Life.  I thank the Goddess for having these friends and most of all for having Richard in my life.  Last night I found out about an old friend named Bryant who passed away last Summer up North…Dear Bryant was such a crazy soul…he is free of suffering and at peace…woe…it is best never to take anything this life gives us for granted…I send Love and Blessings to all from Richard and myself…Adios, Bryant, you taught me a lot….and my Dear Friends and animals continue with my education.

…..yes, Divine Wheels is our Pet of the Week here at Groove Central….She is the Glorious Queen of the Animals here in our Zoological Splendor.  We love this Divine Groover with all our hearts despite the fact that she eats moths and other unmentionable things….She is Simba's sister and the daughter of Dear Divine and Departed Kali….Hats off to Wheels!!!!