or in New Mexico speak....the "Big I", the big, beautiful belts of overpasses and flyovers intersecting Albuquerque, that I seem to think resemble "ribbons in the sky". I love the way they are the color of sand and sky, only deeper and more pronounced; more like clay and turquoise - the true colors of New Mexico. Of course, that's just my "rose colored
" opinion, I'm sure most people who travel the freeway every day don't even really notice such things as that. I say rose colored because that's basically how I see the world; always seeing the glass half full; it's just my way of seeing what I want to see - and of course in full-blown color! Every time I get on the road, I can't help but marvel at the beauty of whatever there is to see ahead of me out there on the vast NM highways. Each time I go from home (up in "el Norte") to Burque (Albuquerque, for those unfamiliar wit
h the nickname), I love the scenery and all it's colorful splendor. The colors to me are absolutely exquisite...from the clear azure blue skies and the pinkish-brown sculpted rock formations, to the modern concrete jungle of Albuquerque. I came upon the ribbons in the sky this week after spending a day working in Albuquerque. On my way home, I had to cross the Big I; going from I-40 to I-25 in order to get home. While at the interchange, I happened to look up and the flyovers looked like big, colorful ribbons in the sky. It right away put a smile on my face and the long day I had spent laboring over proposals was a thing of the past. Yes, when driving in NM I always gaze at the scenery and wonder how I could be so lucky to live amongst such beauty. The banners of color here in NM never cease to amaze me........even when I'm on the freeway!
the pilgrimage to the Santurio de Chimayo....yep, thousands of people walking towards one common place, the Santuario de Chimayo; a tiny church nestled in the Sangre de Cristo mountains of Chimayo, New Mexico. Some refer to it as the Lourdes of America. The multitudes of people who make the pilgrimage each year come from miles around. Some from Santa Fe, some from Española, some from Peñasco, and
many from Albuquerque and even further. A large number of pilgrims carry crosses or other religious articles. Each year you see young and old alike; backpacks, waterbottles, rosaries and walking sticks on board. What makes them "do the walk" you say? FAITH... plain and simple as that. Their faith draws them to the well. Many can't understand the faith that these pilgrims have; it's almost like you have to live here to understand the pilgrimage to it's fullest. It's a cultural tradition that has gone on for centuries. Being at the Santuario during Holy Week is a very special privilege (if you can squeeze in there). The atmosphere is charged with Holiness and if you happen to see or speak to Father Roca, it's considered an extra special bonus. Who is Fat
her Roca you ask? Well he is considered by many to be the Santuario de Chimayo's "walking saint". He's a 90 year old priest who has dedicated his life so unselfishly to the people of Northern New Mexico for over 50 years of his ordained life. He is short in stature but larger than life to those who know and love him. He miraculously built two church parishes with no money and also restored the Santuario back to it's original grandeur; letting his faith guide him each day. He is a great example of what can be done with only faith. And what do the pilgrims find when they get to the Santuario you ask? They find PEACE....a peace like no other you have experienced. Oh, and they find dirt...yes, I said dirt; well, it's considered "Holy Dirt" by so many, and it's found in a little hole inside the tiny church. Many people believe the dirt at the Santuario is "miracle dirt"; something that can restore health, heal broken bones, hearts, and homes......but the TRUTH is really not in the dirt.....it's in the faith that people have. The Santuario holds a spiritual charisma that brings not only locals, but thousands of visitors yearly from all over the world searching for peace, tranquility and spiritual healing. So this year, with so many people expected to make the annual walk as a religious sacrifice, there is sure to be plenty of FAITH to go around! After the walk, everyone will go back home with a joyful heart and a feeling of having participated in something very special and very New Mexican! Have a Blessed and Happy Easter!
If what Proust says is true, that happiness is the absence of fever, then I will never know happiness, for I am possessed by a fever for knowledge, experience, and creation. -Anais NinAhh....an insight into the mind of an often misunderstood writer. Anaïs Nin (pronounced A-nah-eese Neen) feverishly wrote many diaries and novels, most of which depicted the interesting life this lady led, which incidentally highlighted many of her sexual escapades. The content of her novels and diaries has made her a very popular writer and often an argumentative topic of conversation. Some people don't agree with the things she wrote of, while others applaud her brazenness. I applaud her courage to w
rite such novels, especially in a time when women were still trying to make their way in the world. I understand that some of her diaries were not published until the poor lady had passed away. I'm sure she never thought that someone would actually publish her private diaries which contained such personal thoughts. Much can be learned from this malady... if you have a "fever" for knowledge, experience and creation, be careful what you put down on paper, because the world is always waiting for more juicy stories!
...the day for fool's. Hmmm.... I happen to like April Fool's Day, does that mean I'm a fool? In fact, I woke up feeling really chipper and thoughts of trickery crossed my mind all morning long. I did happen to "trick" a few people before the noon hour came along. I laughed more than I had done in a long time. For some strange reason, this day felt really "comfortable".....hmmm....again, is this a sign that maybe this really was a day made just for me? Oh well, it only comes around once a year, so if the day is really made for me, then so be it. I shall celebrate with the "gullible's" all the more! I will always and forever play the part of the "fool", it suits me well! Happy April Fool's Day!
...or so they say. Not sure who "they" are, but I'll take their word for it. Sometimes in life, you come upon situations that seem to be either feast or famine. Communication seems to be one of these situations. There was a time in my life when my e-mail in-box was overflowing with friendly e-mails from friends and family. And I remember a time when my phone would ring off the hook nearly every hour. In fact, there were times when I had the phone to my ear, and I was opening e-mails at the same time! Not nice I know, but I really can talk and type at the same time, after all, I AM a gemini girl! Take this blog for instance... I started off writing fairly often, then all of a sudden - BAM! I couldn't think of a darn thing to write! So I haven't written anything for a while, just because I couldn't think of a topic worthy enough to write about...a dry spell of sorts. And that is what I mean by FEAST or FAMINE...either there's a lot of communication at times or there's none! Then tonight, I thought I better get back to writing, even if it is about a bit of nonsense. I don't want to be a part of the "nothing-ness" - I would rather let my friends and family know I care about them, even if it is just writing on my blog, or sending email messages that aren't responded to, or even leaving them phone messages that never get returned. Maybe my friends and family will think I live on WARD 7, but at least I will try my best to keep the lines of communication open. I wouldn't want anyone to feel abandoned, because I certainly know how awful that feeling can be. Now-a-days it seems like I stare at the computer hoping that a long awaited e-mail will pop up, or I jump when the phone rings, hoping that it will be a long lost friend needing a shoulder to lean on, I even long for the blinking light of my answering machine, hoping it will beckon me to listen to a familiar voice on the other end. NOTHING. Hmmm...... did I chase everyone away??? ....or has life just gotten too hectic for my friends and family... or maybe everyone has just forgotten me (could that really happen?)...or maybe I'm just paranoid and all my friends and family are just a tad busy and they really are doing great...and like "they" say...No News is Good News!
" opinion, I'm sure most people who travel the freeway every day don't even really notice such things as that. I say rose colored because that's basically how I see the world; always seeing the glass half full; it's just my way of seeing what I want to see - and of course in full-blown color! Every time I get on the road, I can't help but marvel at the beauty of whatever there is to see ahead of me out there on the vast NM highways. Each time I go from home (up in "el Norte") to Burque (Albuquerque, for those unfamiliar wit
h the nickname), I love the scenery and all it's colorful splendor. The colors to me are absolutely exquisite...from the clear azure blue skies and the pinkish-brown sculpted rock formations, to the modern concrete jungle of Albuquerque. I came upon the ribbons in the sky this week after spending a day working in Albuquerque. On my way home, I had to cross the Big I; going from I-40 to I-25 in order to get home. While at the interchange, I happened to look up and the flyovers looked like big, colorful ribbons in the sky. It right away put a smile on my face and the long day I had spent laboring over proposals was a thing of the past. Yes, when driving in NM I always gaze at the scenery and wonder how I could be so lucky to live amongst such beauty. The banners of color here in NM never cease to amaze me........even when I'm on the freeway!
