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Guadalupe: Beyond Weird Science


The Lady of Guadalupe is considered cultural phenomenon. I have seen this image. It has been imitated in diverse formats including tattoos, sculptures, t-shirts, and coke bottle tops from El Paso to Sheboygan. But I have seen the real thing; It hangs almost 500 years after it was, dare I say created, by an artist "yet to be determined. "Unlike the Lady of Jasna Gora, in Poland, also a "cultural" icon, the image is one wherein paint strokes could not be detected by even the most advanced scientific techniques. This image has outlasted the ravages of the second law of thermodynamics: entropy. Jasna Gora is painted upon survivable material. The Lady of Guadalupe is imposed upon material that should have deteriorated at the most in 40 years. Yet it still exists almost 500 years after its debut.

According to reports by NASA studies, the colors are actually floating a hundredth of an inch above the ayate fabric. Ayate is a cactus fiber used by indigenous tribes in Mesoamerica for multiple uses but primarily to act as both an insulator for the cold December mornings and also as a means to transport produce and items purchased while trekking to and from the market place to the remote regions and villages.

Consider that a dark skinned lady appears to Juan Diego Cuauhtlatoatzin. In traditional accounts, this lady claims to be the “mother of the one true God”. There have been other purported and even believable appearances of a mysterious woman who seers identify as Miriam or Mary, the Mother of Jesus. In this case, we not only have traditional story telling that keep the story fairly accurate including the Nican Mopohua, or Huei Tlamahuitzoltica of Luis Lasso de la Vega published in 1649; but we also have the image itself. The image is in the Basilica of the Lady of Guadalupe in Mexico City.

Why does she draw attention? This image is of a woman. As 16th century images go, this image has both a two and three dimensional quality. The actual person represented (or in my view, actually continuously appearing,) on the image is of three dimensional in format. There is no gesso on the very primitive ayate fiber fabric. There is a seam going right down the middle and still the image is more beautiful and resplendent than masterful images painted by artists from that time period on the best canvas fabrics from Europe.  Seemingly superimposed upon the lady’s gown is a two dimensional diagram of Aztecan hieroglyphic floral design. It does not follow the contour of the shadows in the woman’s clothing. Go figure. What artist would think of that? But this flora-gram spoke to the Aztec to the point that in the period of one decade after 1531, more than 10 million Aztecs voluntarily were stricken at the core transforming their culture of blood and death to one of water and life. By their own will, they literally stood in line for hours to be Baptized in the Christian religion which they thought only shortly before was an abomination.

Latin heritage and socio politics have made this apocalyptic woman a "cultural" icon. To say that this is the sole limit of her purpose is nothing short of idolatry. So thus, this venerated (not worshiped) icon MUST be more. She is of another realm, beyond time and space.  The phenomenon of the image is itself unclassifiable either as a genre of art or as religious iconography.

She is a woman of peace. And she brought peace to the Aztecs and Spaniards. She is a woman of building bridges (not fences). She is a woman of humility and she inspires humility in an age of arrogance claimed by gold and glory then and now.

The Book of Revelation tells of a woman standing upon the moon, clothed with the sun and crowned with the stars. Voila! Is the Lady of Guadalupe the woman John prophesies about? All Christians, can look at the “fact” of this image as an inspiration. The child in her womb has been and is still yet to be born in hearts. 

This world and this life is “culture”. Cultures end. Guadalupe is a blessed sign put in the roadway of history to lead us to another realm. Guadalupe inspires us to focus on the mysterious presence that is within her. If all of this is true, then all other beliefs, all other systems, all that is limited by the ravages of entropy fall short.


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