The new fire

February 1, 2023

I look at yesterday and it seems like such an improbable series of chance connections that took me from being a somewhat lonely traveler with not much focus, to be sitting with the indigenous chief and his wife alongside the famous photographer and videographer Diego Huerta in Erongarícuaro.

Let’s look back. I came to Pátzcuaro feeling a little lackluster and aimless in my travel and photography. But my old friend, Sharon, from 40 years ago, knew a retired couple here from Washington DC, Eileen and Bernard. Eileen and Bernard wrote me a few weeks ago and suggested I stay at a guest house called Yolihuani where a number of international development people came streaming through. They also took me to Tzintzuntzan archeological site where I met the young Purépecha ball game players. And they introduced me to Shelly, a retired professor of anthropology living here in Pátzcuaro, who in turn educated me on the events that would take place in Erongaricuaro yesterday and today. She organized a ride with Beth, the wife of the indigenous leader who brought back the almost forgotten New Year celebration, long suppressed by the Spanish. And now I’m here, in the thick of if meeting so many new friends. It’s pretty amazing.

Now to some images!

A mother and daughter celebrate having both made it through the arduous mountain pilgrimage brining the new fire to the community
One of the many incense bearers
Mario, the elder who has played a strong role in remembering the ancient traditions.
A reveler and the details she carries.
A Purépecha descendent now lives in Seattle, but returns for the event yearly.

Men and women walked the route , 15 km per day over the mountains.

A very big incense carrier
The new fire is carried. Reminds me of the ark of the covenant in Old Testament times.

3 thoughts on “The new fire”

  1. Eric, You are meeting many interesting folks and getting beautiful photos of beautiful people. Enjoy reading of your many new experiences.

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