Threads of life
This week has been all about threads…about winding balls, counting yarn and weaving on the back strap loom.
I’ve been thinking that winding a thread is just like life.
We continue turning and turning on the wheel of life just like we do on a winder, until we find a knot or a problem on our way, and that’s when we just stop. Suddenly, we don’t know what to do and we start making the knot or the problem bigger and bigger. Instead of just trying to undo the knot, simply by loosening the threads.
When I was learning to wind yarn on the wheel, they told me it was very important to never tightening the threads. Sometimes it seems like there’s no way to continue and we get stuck. But we just need to find other way by loosening the threads. Flowing! Like the river! Like in life…
This is one of the many things I’ve learned here! We should keep living! Flowing without making knots.
I’ve been observing how they weave on the back strap loom; they received some new orders so they ‘ve been weaving and weaving beautiful scarves. I really like the back stripe loom, actually I ‘ve just finished my first piece.
Maiz, mazorcas y más (Corn)
I spent this last week at Berta’s house. Living in this house was a different experience, they speak Spanish almost all the time, so it was easier to communicate. The past few days had been about learning and discovering how things are done here.
I learned how they prepare atol (traditional beverage made with corn) and how they prepare some other traditional dishes, like boshbol ( leaves full of corn).
I also got to see “the Molino” where they go every morning to grind corn for making “tortillas”.
I found out that a regular family buys approximately 100 pounds of corn each 10 days. It’s amazing how their whole life turns around corn. Everyday I get more and more evidence on how their whole alimentation is based on corn.
Almost all of them have cornfields, and they eat from their own crop or 9 or 10 months depending on the season, and then they have to buy the rest on the market.
Berta was saying the other say:
“We prefer to eat the corn that comes from our own field, because somehow it tastes better and we get more out of it. When we eat from the land we have worked, it has more uk’ux (heart).
It’s the heart of earth! ” uk’ux ulew” The holy mother earth!
Right now they are worried because it hasn’t been raining, Rain is very important in this season because it’s the harvest time, so if it doesn’t rain soon, all the harvest will be gone and the prices will increase a lot next year.
I’m moving to Abelina’s house this weekend. She is Berta’s sister so I’ll be just next-door.
Days pass so quickly! I can’t believe my days with Berta are over, but I have met wonderful people and I leave this house with my heart full of great memories!