Afterwards we went for a long walk at Los Poblanos, a kind of eco-tourist attraction and historic preserve, including a bed-and-breakfast inn, cultural center and a unique, working organic farm located within the city limits of Albuquerque’s northwest sector.
But actually being there unexpectedly turned out to be a little creepy for me. Now and then, amidst feelings of awe and admiration, I couldn't help sensing the darkness underlying all that pretty historic atmosphere. As we walked along a beautiful path overhung by immense cottonwood trees, I wondered whether the bones of the vanquished still lay under the ground beneath our feet.
I wanted to enjoy the beautiful morning and the company of my son, who I'm so fortunate to know. The weather was perfect—Albuquerque's Big Sky was quintessentially dramatic. I remembered the words of Thich Nhat Hahn, who advised us to remember to be grateful that we have eyes, that allow us to see the beautiful blue sky.
And it was Mother's Day—a day for showing gratitude and appreciation. I wanted to focus on what Los Poblanos is, here and now: an interesting, beautiful, quite wonderful example of what the Pillars of the Community might accomplish. The Los Poblanos enterprise represents the opposite of the Monsantos of the world after all.
That’s pretty amazing, considering how the unbridled, profit-crazed corporate interests of our time seem to be intent on pushing life on earth towards extinction.