Restaurant La Bodega (La Condesa. Mexico City) One needs the mood of a warrior for every single act, otherwise one becomes distorted and ugly. There is no power in a life that lacks this mood. A warrior is a hunter. He calculates everything. That's control. But once his calculations are over, he acts. He lets go. That's abandon. A warrior is not a leaf at the mercy of the wind. No one can push him; no one can make him do things against himself or against his better judgment. A warrior is tuned to survive, and he survives in the best of all possible fashions. A warrior could be injured but not offended. For a warrior there is nothing offensive about the acts of his fellow men as long as he himself is acting within the proper mood. ~Carlos Castaneda Uno necesita el ánimo de un guerrero para cada uno de sus actos -dijo-. De otro modo uno se enchueca y se afea. No hay poder en una vida que carece de este ánimo. Mírate tú mismo. Todo te ofende y te inquieta. Chillas y te quejas y sientes que todo el mundo te hace bailar a su son. Eres una hoja a merced del viento. No hay poder en tu vida. ¡Qué feo debe de sentirse eso! "Un guerrero, en cambio, es un cazador. Todo lo calcula. Eso es control. Pero una vez terminados sus cálculos, actúa. Se deja ir. Eso es abandono. Un guerrero no es una hoja a merced del viento. Nadie lo empuja; nadie lo obliga a hacer cosas en contra de sí mismo o de lo que juzga correcto. Un guerrero está entonado para sobrevivir, y sobrevive del mejor modo posible." -Un guerrero podría sufrir daño, pero no ofensa -dijo-. Para un guerrero no hay nada ofensivo en los actos de sus semejantes mientras él mismo esté actuando dentro del ánimo correcto. Así me sentía exactamente. Don Juan parecía compenetrado de mis sentimientos. Dijo que mi estado de ánimo le recordaba una canción y empezó a cantarla en tono bajo; su voz cantante era muy agradable y la letra me arrebató: "Qué lejos estoy del suelo donde he nacido. Inmensa nostalgia invade mi pensamiento. Al verme tan solo y triste cual hoja al viento, quisiera llorar, quisiera morir de sentimiento." ~Carlos Castaneda Fri Jun 10, 2011 This week's challenge: 'Shade'. |
The Magic of the Cities.
Zen promotes the rediscovery of the obvious, which is so often lost in its familiarity and simplicity. It sees the miraculous in the common and magic in our everyday surroundings. When we are not rushed, and our minds are unclouded by conceptualizations, a veil will sometimes drop, introducing the viewer to a world unseen since childhood. ~ John Greer
Friday, June 10, 2011
La Bodega
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Parenthood
Monday, June 6, 2011
Take Five
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Light Games (with strings and a heart)
Friday, June 3, 2011
Manipulation
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
June 2011 Theme Day : Under Construction
Clouds appear
and bring to men a chance to rest
from looking at the moon. ~Matsuo Basho |
Monday, May 30, 2011
Time
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Imagenes
Gort |
Ing-1 by Leonora Carrington |
Tepozteco (The Sacred Valley of Tepoztlan, near Mexico City) |
A warrior chooses a path with heart, any path with heart, and follows it; and then he rejoices and laughs. He knows because he sees that his life will be over altogether too soon. He sees that nothing is more important than anything else.
Man has a dark side. It's called stupidity. In the same measure that ritual forced the average man to construct huge churches that were monuments to self-importance, ritual also forced sorcerers to construct edifices of morbidity and obsession. As a result, it is the duty of every nagual to guide awareness so it will fly toward the abstract, free of liens and mortgages.
~Carlos Castaneda.
Friday, May 27, 2011
The Look
Tepoztlan (Sunday open air market) |
For me there is only the traveling on the paths that have heart, on any path that may have heart.
There I travel, and the only worthwhile challenge for me is to traverse its full length.
And there I travel—looking, looking, breathlessly.
~Carlos Castaneda
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Liquid Mix
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Anonymous Citizen
Anonymous Citizen by Javier Marin (Mexican sculptor) |
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Street Vendor
Tunas vendor in Pachuca (near Mexico City) |
Opuntia species are the most cold-tolerant of the lowland cacti, extending into western and southern Canada; one subspecies, Opuntia fragilis var. fragilis, has been found growing along the Beatton River in central British Columbia, southwest of Cecil Lake.
Prickly pears also produce a fruit that is commonly eaten in Mexico, known as tuna; it also is used to make aguas frescas. The fruit can be red, wine-red, green or yellow-orange.
Charles Darwin was the first to note that these cacti have thigmotactic anthers: when the anthers are touched, they curl over, depositing their pollen. This movement can be seen by gently poking the anthers of an open Opuntia flower. The same trait has evolved convergently in other cacti (e.g. Lophophora). [Wiki]
Monday, May 23, 2011
Lago de Chapultepec / Chapultepec Lake
Friday, May 20, 2011
Spheres
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Nube / Cloud
Monday, May 16, 2011
Echoes (March for Peace)
Friday, May 13, 2011
Marcha por la Paz / March for Peace
Photos of poet Javier Sicilia on the march by Alex.
Mexicans March for Peace.
Over a hundred thousand Mexicans came last Sunday to support the call made by the Mexican poet Javier Sicilia, to protest against organised crime in the country and the murder of innocent victims caught up in the violence on drugs.
Javier Sicilia has become one of the most outspoken opponents of Mexico's drug war and widespread drug-related violence since his son's slaying in March. His 24-year-old son was found dead on March 28, crammed into a car with six other bodies in Cuernavaca. Masking tape was wrapped around their heads, faces, wrists and ankles. Sicilia has led several demonstrations and vocally criticized officials' handling of the case.
The March for Peace, which started up last Thursday May 5, in Cuernavaca to Mexico City, the march lasted 4 days where its path were added both organizations and individuals who want accompany the poet Javier Sicilia, walking in silence, some routes people came out to applaud the distressed father.
In the words of Estamos hasta la madre! Thousands came to repudiate the war that President Felipe Calderon launched with organized crime, war with drug cartels and leaving a balance of more than 45 000 dead across the country, where most are innocent Mexicans have died in the army fighting a sustained drug cartels, although echo Felipe Calderon called on national television to work together with citizens, millions of people do not agree on how they are performing strategies fight criminals because they shed much innocent blood.
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Mexicanos Marchan por la Paz.
“Si hemos llegado en silencio es porque nuestro dolor es tan grande y profundo y el horror del que proviene tan inmenso, que ya no tienen palabras con qué decirse. No queremos más muertos, más violencia que asfixie vidas inocentes, como la de mi hijo Juan Francisco o miles de hombres, mujeres, niños y ancianos asesinados con un desprecio y una vileza que pertenecen a mundos que no son ni serán nunca los nuestros.
“Estamos aquí para decirles que este dolor del alma no lo convertiremos en odio ni en más violencia, sino en una palanca que nos ayude a restaurar el amor, la paz, la justcia, la dignidad de la balbuciente democracia que estamos perdiendo”. “¿Cuándo y en dónde perdimos la dignidad?” Si no se reconstruye el tejido social roto, “solamente podremos heredar a nuestros muchachos una casa llena de desamparo, de brutalidad y engaño donde reinan los señores de la muerte, de la ambición del poder, de la complacencia y la complicidad con el crimen”.
Sicilia reprochó a gobernantes y políticos sus omisiones e indolencias frente a la situación de violencia, que “nos ha conducido a esta espantosa desolación”. Los políticos tienen que aprender a escuchar, porque sus actitudes, como la de los gobiernos, las jerarquías económicas, los llamados poderes fácticos y “sus siniestros monopolios”, han favorecido una realidad en la que los criminales, en su demencia, “buscan imponernos aliados con las omisiones de los que detentan alguna forma de poder”.
Llamó a los partidos a una limpieza real de sus filas, porque en todos ellos “hay vínculos con el crimen organizado”, y a asumir un compromiso real de ética política, pues en caso contrario en 2012 “nos tendremos que preguntar por cuál cártel o por qué poder fáctico tendremos que votar”.
Sicilia sostuvo que el narcotráfico se debe enfrentar como un problema de salud pública y sociología urbana, y no como un asunto criminal que se confronta con violencia. Condenó la postura estadunidense de beneficiarse con el lavado de dinero y la venta de armas, mientras se mantiene el mercado de consumo de droga.
El país está ante una encrucijada compleja en la que, si los políticos no responden, “no sólo las instituciones quedarán vacías de contenido y dignidad, sino que las elecciones de 2012 serán las de la ignominia, que hará más profundas las fosas en donde, como en Tamaulipas, están enterrando la vida del país”.
Javier Sicilia – Mayo 8 2011.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Solar Dance
Friday, May 6, 2011
Wind Workers
Thursday, May 5, 2011
The Birdmen of Mexico III
Ask anyone who's been to Papantla what most impressed them, and they'll probably say, "The Voladores." Many people who've never been to the Gulf Coast -- or even to Mexico - will light up in recognition at the mention of the Voladores. They perform regularly throughout Mexico, Central and South America. They've performed in several cities in the United States, and even in Paris and Madrid. So, who are the Voladores, and why are they famous?
Volador means flyer - he who flies. It is breathtaking to watch the spectacle of four men gracefully "flying" upside down from a 75 foot pole secured only by a rope tied around their waists.
Even more amazing is the musician, called the caporal. Balanced on a narrow wooden platform without a rope or safety net, the caporal plays a drum and flute and invokes an ancient spiritual offering in the form of a spectacular dance.
As he turns to face the four cardinal directions, he will bend his head back to his feet, balance on one foot then lean precariously forward, and perform intricate footwork, all the time playing the flute and drum! No matter how many times you see this beautiful performance, it will continue to astonish you, and the plaintive tune of the flute and drum will remain with you long after you have returned home.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Monday, May 2, 2011
Workout
Friday, April 29, 2011
After The Storm
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Tempus fugit
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Nutty
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