Seeing Virgins

Last night while Pat, Felix and I were walking back after  lap swimming at the Pitt St. pool, Felix thought he saw a virgin. He openly admits that it could have been an illusion. Felix is Puerto Rican and he knows alot more about this than I do. After all, he grew up around virgins, especially the Virgin Mary. I  know the Virgen de Guadalupe, and only secondhand, so to speak. She’s very beloved in Mexico where I spend quite a few months every year.

Pat and I laughed along at Felix’s vision but it brought me back to when I was spending alot of time in Guatemala designing fabrics with the Mayan weavers and producing my own line of women’s clothing in the mountain town of Quetazltenango. 

Though the people in the region are largely indigenous, many of them are devout Catholics. They love and honor their Virgen too. I started to hear tales of a relic that was drawing devotees from all over the country and even from distant shores. A perfect image of the Virgen miraculously appeared in the bottom of a humble family’s frying pan; visible in the thin veneer of grease left from cooking. She became known as the Virgen de la Sarten-the Virgin of the Frying Pan. I often showed people how to find the home that housed the sought after relic. Though with time people stopped asking. And like so many other Virgins, she was forgotten.

Tonight we passed the spot  on East Second Street,where Felix thought he saw the Virgin. We looked very closely. It was a large, standing, beach umbrella shut closed on a rooftop terrace. We are all disappointed that there isn’t a Virgin among us but there’s laughter and laps, summer evening strolls and a crescent moon.


About ninagrandiose

I am based in NYC but travel regularly to India and Mexico. Both of these countries feel like home. In India I scour the country in search of fabulous textiles to incorporate into my clothing designs. I sit back and let the ambiance and wonder of India seep into my consciousness so I can be inspired to write about what India is for me. I bring a limited number of people to India on exclusive and intimate tours of my favorite hangouts. In Mexico I take in the natural beauty that surrounds me and dance the night away. I constantly give thanks for all this and am pleased to share it all with you.
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One Response to Seeing Virgins

  1. Felix says:

    I call her La Vigen De Loisaida

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