Thursday, November 01, 2007


Lighting candles on my altar to honor my Ma and Tang, Apu Sinang and all my ancestors whose names remain unknown, whose history remain vacant in memory. Mea culpa for historical amnesia and psychic amputations.

Gratitude for what is and what will be.

If I want to, I can go downtown for the multicultural celebration of Los Dias de Los Muertos where there is an open altar and people can bring offerings to their dead loved ones. But I think I'd rather go for a very long walk by myself. The autumn sun finally graced us after a foggy morning and the colors of Fall call on me to worship.

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