Not finished yet!

I am now back in New Zealand! I left Mexico at the end of my contract and returned to New Zealand for family reasons. I will eventually add more photos to this blog.
I have taken up an appointment as Chaplain at St Patrick's College, Wellington. However, that's on hold until July - I'm on a sabbatical just at the moment. I'm presently in the Holy Land. You can read about that here: www.pilgrim2016.blogspot.co.nz

Guadalajara and Tequila (the town! And the liquor...)

José Morelos y Pavón - the priest who sparked the first Mexican Revolution
Municipal Building, Guadalajara.

I managed to visit Guadalajara - a busy cosmopolitan city to the north of here. The excuse was to pay a visit and do a bit of pastoral en el Colegio San Pedro Chanel (St Peter Chanel College), a primary school the Mexican Province owns and runs. Of course I did a bit of tourism too. While there I got to visit Tequila - a small town about 80 kilometres outside of Guadalajara. It is, of course, the birthplace of Tequila the liquor. Some photos...

The Cathedral of Guadalajara

Our Lady of Zapopan - the original is in the town of Zapopan

The altar of our Lady of Zapopan in the Cathedral

A selfie with Santa Inocencia! Cathedral de Guadalajara

Blue Agave - from which tequila is made. That's Mount Tequila in the background

Harvesting the "pineapple" which is cooked and crushed. The juice is fermented to make tequila 

The Piña

José Cuervo Tequila distillery (José Cuervo means Joseph Crow!)

Early delivery vehicle

Tequila ageing - photos of the ovens where the piñas were cooked etc weren't permited

More tequila

me and the crow!

Tequila Church - St James Matamoros

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Tlaquepaque - a colonial centre in Guadalajara

The Shrine of Our Lady of Zapopan

Our Lady of Zapopan

Church Door Tequila

Santiago Matamoros (St James the Arab Slayer) Tequila

 A view of the Mural in the Municipal building in Guadalajara

Guadalupe - Again!

It’s been quite a long time since I last blogged. I guess I got “blogged” down by things here! Sorry...
Anyway, I’ll try and update the blog with a few things that have happened in the last while.

The approach to the Basilica by way of a mall.

Meanwhile here’s a few more photos of the Basilica de Guadalupe – we, Marist Fathers, have had a couple of visits to celebrate Mass. Both times, it was one of the scheduled Masses. The idea was on both occasions to celebrate together. Afterwards we had a meal together in one of the nearby communities. Great occasions!

The modern Basilica

Detail of the doors of the Basilica

Chapel of the Blessed Sacrament

In the Sacristry (entry is carefully controlled) 

with Mexican Marist Seminarian, Jaime.

During Mass 

(photography in the sanctuary is strictly prohibited!)

A Selfie (with Our Lady of Guadalupe!)

The image that miraculously appeared on Juan Diego's clock - seen from the moving belt underneath the sanctuary

The hill of Tepeyac - site of Mary's original apparition to Juan Diego Cuauhtlatoatzin in 1531

The old basilica alongside the new basilica. Yes, the old basilica is leaning. The continued pumping of subterranean water has dried the ground on which it was built and caused it to lean. It has been stabilised! In the distance is the clock tower.

Pope St Juan Pablo II - a statue made with donations of keys from ordinary Mexicans. John Paul II visited Guadalupe four times.

The "veladoras" - a place outside the basilica where people can light their devotional candles - there are thousands!

With Fr. Juan Carlos, Mexican Marist Formador (in front of the old basilica)

Con Marco - future marist? In front of the new basilica.

The inscription reads "Am I not here, who am your mother?" Words of Mary to Juan Diego.

The after match function with Marist Fathers, seminarians and candidates - we had paella!

“Oye y ten entendido, hijo mío el más pequeño, que es nada lo que te asusta y aflige. No se turbe tu corazón, no temas esa ni ninguna otra enfermedad o angustia. ¿Acaso no estoy aquí yo, que soy tu madre? ¿No estás bajo mi sombra? ¿No soy tu salud? ¿No estás por ventura en mi regazo?… ”

Santa María de Guadalupe a San Juan Diego, 12 de Diciembre de 1531 

Listen and understand, my smallest son, this is nothing that scares or hurts you. Let your heart not be unsettled, don't be frightened of this, or of any other illness or worry. Am I not here, who am your mother? Are you not under my protection (in my shadow)? Am I not your wellbeing? Are you not for fortune under my gaze?..."

Saint Mary of Guadalupe to St John Diego, 12 de Diciembre de 1531.

Santa's Little Mexican Helpers

Contrary to popular belief, Santa’s House isn’t at the North Pole. That’s just silly – it’s too cold there. Actually his house is in the small Mexican town of Tlalpujahua! Tlalpujahua is just across the Mexico State – Michoacán state border, about a half hour drive from La Jordana, the ex Marist formation house and now retreat house.

The House of Santa Claus

It is one of Mexico’s “magic towns”, preserving colonial buildings around the plaza. Tlalpujahua predates the Spanish conquest. The name in Nahuatl means “spongy earth” – a reference to the soft soil it is built on.

La Plaza

Gold and silver mines were exploited by the Spaniards from 1551. Two churches were built – one for the Spaniards and one for the Indians!

The mines failed sometime in the 18^th century and were reopened by English investors a century later. They didn’t last long.

The principal church, the Sanctuary of Our Lady of Mt Carmel was mostly built in the 17^th century. A Franciscan convent of the same vintage is nearby.

The Interior of Our Lady of Mt Carmel - that's her above the altar, painted on an adobe wall. 

Oddly enough, the town is now known for the various factories that make Christmas decorations. None of your plastic Chinese decorations. These are glass and hand decorated – and incredibly cheap! At one stage this small town was the worlds biggest producer of glass Christmas baubles! And Santa’s house is in the middle of town!

The church seems to have suffered somewhat from the same desire to decorate. The baroque interior can only be described as “Mexican wedding cake” style. Oddly enough it doesn’t really seem to be over the top in the context!

A close up of the Painting of Our Lady of Mt Carmel. She was removed from an older church which was destroyed in a fire.

The flower and vegetable decoration on the ceiling.

Across the valley is the smaller township of Tlalpujahuilla. It’s a pretty ordinary town except for the sanctuary of the Virgin of San Juan. It’s a huge church – about the size of Wellington’s Cathedral of the Sacred Heart for such a small town. And that’s due to the devotion to the miraculous statue of Our Lady of San Juan. The church is massive – built in stone.

The front of Our Lady of San Juan, Tlalpujahuilla

From the side. The square building at front is where devotional candles are burnt.

The parish is obviously geared to the annual pilgrimage for the feast day. The toilets are industrial size and accessed by a pay turn style. I did wonder just how much money the parish made out of the dunnies in contrast to donations from the faithful!

The miraculous statue.

Behind the main altar, where the Statue of Our Lady is there is a room – and you can climb a staircase where there’s a cloth stretched across the top. It forces you to duck under – and it was only after doing this I noticed the signs that said something like: “Be covered by Our Lady’s Mantel” with an arrow pointing up the steps. I guess not something to be sneezed at. So I went around again!

Under the protection of Our Lady's Mantle

Still, it shows the strength of Mexican’s devotion to Mary. There are several other pilgrimage sites within an hour’s drive of Tlalpujahuilla.

Here's a link to some more photos.

One way to get the turkey home!