Starved for beauty, the proverbial pile becomes intolerable

The task of bringing back beauty

In the digital age of ones and zeros…
On the dopamine trail of likes and follows…

We’re often oblivious to how much, as a society, we’re truly starved for beauty.

And in a world where people are quick to “call people on their shit”
And hesitant to “call people on their beauty”¹

It proverbially begins to pile up.

And among the Tz’utujil of Guatemala…

After months of treacherous preparation…
The young budding men of the tribe journey ceremoniously into the underworld…

Where they are tasked with bringing back beauty.

And when they return…

The bounty of still green fruit packed carefully in banana leaves are steamed for 3 days and 3 nights…

The finest, hand-picked, smoke-ripened cacao tucked away in their studded boxes…

Covered with mouse-ear orchids to honor the Goddess of Life and the flowering of the young man’s heart…

Each is examined and celebrated, one-by-one, as the results of their efforts are nothing short of a miracle to village elders’ eyes.²

Until next time,
Kevin Hood

¹ Thanks to Martin Shaw for the inspiration in Courting the Wild Twin.
² Thanks to Martin Prechtel for the wisdom in Long Life, Honey in the Heart.