MARIA CUERVA
Nov 20, 2005, 5:42 PM
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Re: ["El Gringo Jalapeño"] Todos Santos y Día de los muertos
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In the Huasteca Potosina or at least in my case very specifically Xilitla and Tancanhuitz-we honor our ancestors, typically in these small villages everyone in the graveyards, by all the usual preparations. Cleaning of the graves,taking candles, food, liquor, a full piece band playing the beloved music of the Huasteca.There is always a llovisna and sometimes we get rained out. But it is always a great party with high spirits. What makes it a little different is the sense of drunken decay and rot, of a people who even in death are still dancing every night. It's the tropics,heat, true rain forest. It is the surreal, the drugged hallucination. Always the danger of falling into a hole(a grave maybe),being bitten by a snake or insect. All life flourishes here! There are the partial remains of caved in tombs and coffins amongst the riotous remains. Try to imagine the shiver of the dead yet undead and she has your name. It is crowded with the dead and the living. These graveyards are quite small. All the traditional things are done such as the Zempasuchil ,plumes of purpled magenta Amaranth, the sweet odor of Hinojo threaded with the redolent fragrance of pan de muerto.
But the largesse of the moment is all of this and the primal energy of the jungle. Walking with the dead and the living you feel at the beginning of the world. Hot and sweaty. Sexy. Remember when you were young ,the roar of the ocean , the smell of the sea, bodies intertwined, dripping with sweat?
All this and more you feel and remember. The dead remember the snail's soft tongue creeping down the shadow of the sacra.
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