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I’ve read a number of things about this particular festival, Nuestro Señor de la Columna. that has been coming to San Miguel de Allende (SMA) for slightly over 200 years and I’ll put my own spin on what I saw, but first, what I was told. Ernesto, one of my hosts and a deeply religious man, told me that this festival celebrates the curing of a particular plague, though I’m not sure which one. As the story goes, there was…

In the world there is nothing more submissive and weak than water. Yet for attacking that which is hard and strong nothing can surpass it. ~Lao Tzu There’s just something about a stream cutting through rocks. Patient. Insistent. Effective.

“Not-knowing is true knowledge. Presuming to know is a disease. First realize that you are sick; then you can move toward health.” ~Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching I have no idea what they are called, that is, how they are labeled; I don’t need to know that to enjoy them, only that they are right outside of my front door, a few steps away. What a joy it was to sit on the front stoop, enjoy the 60 degree weather…

Picking chrysanthemums along the eastern fence, gazing in silence at the southern hills, the birds fly home in pairs, through the soft mountain air of dusk. In all these things there is a deep meaning, but when we’re about to express it, we suddenly forget the words. ~Tao Qian I ran into this poem in the book, What is Tao, by Alan Watts and thought it fit perfectly in line with a couple of posts that I read, one from…

I’ve heard some say that the notes make the music, while others say it’s the spaces. I would think that it is a balance, like yin and yang. You need both. Today was a very busy day. Just a few minutes ago, I was sitting quietly, thinking about all that I had accomplished for the day, feeling relaxed and productive. I walked into the bedroom and noticed the late evening sun shining through the slats of the blinds. Of course…

Reminders Humans are a species mired in symbology. It’s part of our collective unconsciousness, I think. I can always count on my brain to have an adventure off into the land of symbols when I’m walking and all is quiet. To most, this is a fallen tree. To my mind, at least this morning, and yesterday morning, this is a metaphor for life. Taoism says that that which is supple, is living. That which is rigid, is dead. The tree…

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