It’s bright, clear, cool and sunny, the Plenty Band is singing about agua (water), and that there’s truly enough to go around; a soccer game is going on next to the band’s stage; a lot is happening, and room for everybody. Between numbers some of the band folks would look off at the soccer field; and between plays, some of the soccer guys would look over at the band playing. You can sit still and let your eyes fall wherever they may, and it’s beautiful there too. God expresses himself here, in a lot of beauty.
There’s big clusters of folks all decked out in their bright colorful trajé, gathered around together as families with all their cousins, sisters and brothers, grand-folks; it’s warm, humorous, tolerant, a big family feeling, and a lot of joy radiating around, plenty of energy for everybody, big kids taking care of the little kids; young folks taking care of the older folks; not inhibited about having an unabashed good time. There’s a clarity in these peoples’ faces. There’s lines there too, even in the young ones. But there’s mostly a clarity and a depth that reflects generations of sustained “great pure effort,” which is required daily as a matter of course here. Living in the real world lets you be sane and clear-eyed.
I remember, “And the meek shall inherit the earth,” and pray that it not be long.