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1. Eliza Engen said,
   
   

   on August 19th, 2007 at 2:56 am

   When I was 10 lake Atitlan was a place of beauty and serenity. Then the earthquake ‘76 hit and my family had to leave. Bummer. I still remember it as a place of beauty. If you ever get a chance to go don’t miss out. e e

2. XEP said,
   
   

   on May 26th, 2008 at 12:15 pm

   On the water I We used to say it was holey. We used to drink out of it. Some friends band sang that the vibes on the lake were so strong they keep you awake at night. We used to say that aliens and angels would fly in and out of the lake and the volcanos. And i still believe all that. But the part about drinking the water was simple mind over matter and tightly clenched buttuks.While my vision these days tends to be buried in the soils of Patulpin and Xetkujil, its the water that brought us here.Way back when,we would meet at a friends place on the faldas of San Pedro volcano. Isolated in a coffee forest where the rocky slopes climb to the mayan ruins of Chutinamit, no internet or cell phones conected us . You just had to go and see. From Panna it was 3 hrs. to San Pedro on the big boat. Another 1.5hrs., to Santiago on the shark boat. In Santiago you would rent a dug out canue to continue. Santiago lies buried in mists and tortilla smoke in the morning. You row the cayuko out across the bay standing slightly toward the back of the boat. Three volcanoes surround the bay, streaching a mile into the sky. Atitlan and Tolima volcanoes tower over the village whole San Pedro vocano waits on the opposite shore of this long reed lined bay. The cayuko is heavier in the front then the back. You stand with the weight balanced slightly back of middle so that the boat rows strait. Its easy going in the morning. The water is a mirror reflecting the first clouds that gather on the volcano tops in mock eruption. The haze clears above the torquoise waters as the sun climbs. Inexperianced rowers reach the opposite shore quickly in the morning spinning only a few circles en route. Near mid day, the south wind called Xocomil awakens. Rising up from the warm waters of the pacific as and onshore wind, the Xocomil must squeeze through gaps around the volcanos to reach the lake. On the bay it fiercley blows lifting whitecaps off the waters so calm only half an hour before. In the main part of the lake three swells cross. Nodes and anodes meet and cross and complement and cancel. That is to say, it gets rough. end part one

3. Xep said,
   
   

   on June 5th, 2008 at 11:53 am

   SPACEPORT ATITLAN(AILIENS ANGELS AND NATURE SPIRITS ON THE LAKE). The’re there. Rising out of the blackend night lake. Shooting in and out of the volcano tops. Soaring across clear night skies. Flying from the witch cave in San Jorge.Some you can explain. Others you can’t. They set behind the horizon and rise again. Travel impossibly fast through cloud forest on volcano tops. Split, rejoin, cross the sky in an instant. A friend recieved massages from them and went into an alternate reality for over a year. I have seen them too. People I have never met ask me about them. I was told before I ever saw them.. I even saw a spaceship over the lake on a post card.l It’s all true as far as I can tell, red and white lights that fly around the lake a night. Forgeners tend to say they must be ailiens. A long term imported resident told me that the white lights are angels and the red ones are deamones. Locals have told me that they are incarnations of Mam. Mam is the spiret of juju and it enjoys many incarnations. I cant explain it. But theres more. Like the time reality and the sky cracked open. Something began to aproach through the hole. Quickly, I decided to loose my mind. Seeing my response, the gap closed and the spaceship ceased. Locals tell me that there is a boat that that flys from the lake at night. sometimes it stays on the water. Sometimes it traverses the night sky. They say that the boat carries the dead lost in the lake. There are also healing caves. You bring someones clothes to the cave when they are sick. There are the rocks in Xetkujil that swallow bad people when they are alone in the mountains. ( I wish they would swallow more.) Eons later the bad person’s face appears in the surface of the rocks. There are always myrid nature spirets that influence crops and gardens. One has to wonder, how can the neighbor be so nasty, yet his crops respond so well. He naturally interacts with the nature spirets we denie In the north we are so seperated from nature we can almost denie its existenc except as a post card. Here, they are a part of life. While the local will tell you that he believes in none of this, he will ask a bolder for its forgiveness before he cuts it into rocks to build his house.. Its hard to know these spirets into behaving. Everyone else here knows they exist, they just dont belive in them. LATER: LA SIGUANABA,EL CADEJO DUENDES AND THE CHERAKOTEL.

4. Catherine Todd said,
   
   

   on June 29th, 2008 at 4:56 pm

   Wonderful website; can’t wait to read more. I live in Panajachel; write anytime! Catherine Todd, ctodd1000@gmail.com

5. dania said,
   
   

   on August 24th, 2009 at 2:12 pm

   Hey I remeber so much of my life there, how to start, I was probably 9 the first time I was there, we ussed to go back and ford at list 2 to 3 times a year, music, sun, water, xocomil, stars, noices, feelings, vibrations, a lot nice things, some creappy but nice, I have found so many rocks (I am a rock keen) and friends and magic places!!. Wish was there now!!

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