GuadalupeMarch 7, 2007
A few years ago – Guadalupe appeared to me in Chimayo, New Mexico. To be truthful, I am sure she appeared to a lot of people there that day. Chimayo is one of those places on earth that makes me tingle. I have never been to Sedona – and don’t really feel a pull to go there. I have been to Taos – and it felt crowded to me. I know these are places that seem to resonate with people – but for me – it is Chimayo and of course Chaco Canyon – especially the trails where I can be totally and completely alone and silent.
I am reminded of a poem by Clarissa Pinkola Estes
“Mi Guadalupe is a girl gang leader in heaven.
She is unlike the pale blue serene woman.
She is serene, yes like a great ocean is serene.
She is obedient, yes, like the sunrise
is obedient to the horizon line.
She is sweet, yes,
like a huge forest of sweet maple trees.
She has a great heart, vast holiness
and like any girl gang leader ought,
Her lap is big enough
to hold every last one.
Can hold us,