Photos from last entry...
I've gotten behind with my posts partially because I haven't had access to hi speed internet, and partially because I've had more drama with the van, but more about that later....
First, here are the last couple of pics that I meant to post for the 9/7 entry...
Neighborhoods of Santa Fe
These are on the drive from Santa Fe to Taos, as well as of the campground I stayed at in Taos. Ken is the 88 year old (legally blind) owner of the campground, and he showed me pics of the Aurora Borealis from 1947 when he was working in Alaska as a 17-year-old.
This morning (9/8) I went to the Taos Pueblo. If I remember correctly, the Santa Fe tour guide said that it’s the only Pueblo on the map in the pottery store that’s open to the public. This morning’s tour guide was a young college-aged woman from the tribe. She said there are some 3500 members of the tribe, about 2500 of whom live in the vicinity. About 40 people live on site at the Pueblo, but not during the winter.
These are pics of the Pueblo.
After I left the Pueblo, I went to the Taos Plaza for a while and then had lunch at Lambert’s which was recommended by Maureen who used to live here. After that I went to the Hanuman Temple which is an Ashram for the devotees of Neem Karoli Baba. I think I spoke about this already – Baba was the guru of Ram Dass and my deceased brother Pat was an admirer of Dass. He went there briefly a few months before he died and I went today to honor Pat.
I wasn’t sure what to do, but I brought a copy of Pat’s h.s. graduation picture with me on the trip so this a.m. I decided I’d leave it on the altar at the temple. I wandered the grounds for a bit, then laid down on a pallet-looking thing for a while and watch the dappling sun through a tree and thought about Pat and how much I miss him and cried. I also prayed about what to do next. I then went and sat in the front area. After a while a woman approached me, saying she was moved to ask if I was all right. I told her why I was there, we hit it off pretty well (she’s been on a much longer term road trip than me). I asked her if she knew if there was an altar on which I could leave Pat’s picture and she said she didn’t know. After a moment, she said, “Wait, I know the place for it.” She explained that there was a plot of land adjacent to the temple grounds that is technically owned by the neighbor, but he donated it to the temple and that is where people go to smoke (cigarettes and weed). I laughed and told her that Pat smoked about 3 packs of cigarettes/day so it was fitting that his photo be left in the “smoking section.” She said it’s not really a smoking section, but I like calling it that because it fits Pat perfectly. I put his picture behind the wooden statue on this altar, said a little blessing and declared, “Mission accomplished.”
The rest of the pics are from when I took a walk this evening before my dinner at Love Apple, another restaurant recommended by Maureen. The sunset pictures are the view from the grocery store. And the selfie is for Ken, the elderly gentleman here at Sierra Village RV Park. He said he was going to have one of his office people take my picture in the morning so they could print it and he could see what I look like on his magnifying machine. I told him I’d save time and take a selfie and e-mail it to him.
Barb Nangle is the founder of Higher Power Coaching and Consulting, an entrepreneur and an eternal optimist. She loves motivating others to become better and better versions of themselves, just as she has become better and better versions of herself.