Well, my initial goal for my blog was to write a post each week. It has now been three and a half weeks since my last post so that goal I set for myself is seriously under question now. But that’s just how things work out sometimes. We plan and plan, and work and work to meet goals, and the Universe has other things in mind. That pretty much sums up life, doesn’t it?
Take, for instance, a couple Saturdays ago. I had the whole day planned out – 7:30 am workout at Wildcat CrossFit, ride downtown, bagel with peanut butter for a breakfast, surf Facebook until the 10:30 am Zumba class with Rosemary at the Downtown Y, lifting and core work afterward, a lunch with friends, then back home by 2 pm so I could do some work. As you may be able to tell, I like to map out just about everything I do. It makes me feel comfortable, and it’s how I accomplish things.
Everything went along just fine until the lunch with friends. The hour turned into two, then another half hour. I was having such a good time, it was hard to leave. I still had a 45 minute bike ride home so, finally, I walked back across downtown to get my bike. Along the way, I remembered that I’ve always wanted to take photos of El Nacimiento.
El Nacimiento is a traditional Mexican nativity scene. In Tucson, it is part of the Tucson Museum of Art (http://www.tucsonmuseumofart.org/exhibitions/el-nacimiento/), and is located in La Casa Cordova. Despite not being at all religious, I have an inordinate love of nativity scenes. I finally figured out last Christmas why I love nativity scenes – it’s because they are dioramas. And I LOVE dioramas! I love how a moment in time (relatively speaking) is captured in a craft format. Someone constructed buildings, mountains, streams, a Ferris wheel, a city, people, trains, dogs, trees, elk, igloos – you name it – all to depict an event or an idea. A diorama is 3D. A diorama is real.
El Nacimiento is not your usual nativity scene. As can be seen in the first and second photos, which do not even show everything, the diorama is HUGE. It is intricate and must have taken hundreds of hours to build. It probably started off as something simple, then took twists and turns. Additions were made, evaluations of the progress were done, new ideas were thought of and incorporated. There were probably some areas that seemed like a good idea on paper, ended up looking less than perfect, then were scrapped and redone.
The end result is something truly magnificent. It is unprecedented. It is unique. And it is not what the originators initially had in mind. But it is what happened, and what it ended up being.
Just like my Saturday. I had all sorts of plans but there ended up being twists and turns, and I ended up not doing any work at all. Instead, I found something beautiful. I found how it is I actually live my life.