In observance of Cinco De Mayo I posted a bit on my journey to Todos Santos. Maybe it’s being an Angeleno, or my connection to old Mexican things, but I have a deep yearning to explore the great country down south. My dream would be to go to Oxaca or San Miguel de Allende, but for today I am grateful to have had my little jaunt to Todos Santos. Anywhere that has a population of artists and expats, can make for an interesting interlude. The best thing was meeting the folks who are authentic to themselves like the wonderful Euva (adornment) and Ezio (Nourish).
Today my daughter had a may pole dance for her school (more on this next week). The gathering of children in white with flower wreaths in their hair literally brought tears to my eyes. Again it reminded me how vital community is for us, and how seeing the children dance as it has been done for thousands of years keeps us connected to our lineage and planet. The May Pole Dance has it's roots in Celtic lore to insure fertility, but it seems now to be a beautiful marker for abundance. Fitting that on a day to celebrate fertility and abundance, the moon is at it's most full. Tonight la luna will be in it's super form, the closest to earth than at any other time. Fascinating how no matter how the modern world tries to alter rites and rituals, human kind still manages to name towns after Saints, follow La Luna, and dance around with ribbons . . .