Connecting Within and With Community
Like most women, I experience a few days of hormonal sensitivity every month. I have always held that these are times to embrace with tenderness. Society shames women at this time, calling this vulnerability weakness, madness, hysteria, PMS and so
The other day someone reflected that I have a loving functional family and it can be triggering for those who’ve experienced trauma. I wholeheartedly understand this. I was the foster youth/orphan who walked into other family environments and felt pangs
Last night we held our new moon online gathering to guide all those who are on this earth, ancestor, intuition remembering path to see each other’s beautiful faces and drop into deep self-listening together. Now more than ever, we need
I drove to Oakland this weekend to meet with my curandera maestra who was visiting from Mexico. Our family is very bonded, so even though we support each other’s paths and exploration, it is sometimes hard to be apart. This
By the time I reconnected with my mother around age 13 through visits, I had lost nearly all of my Spanish, and most of our connection. I struggled to know what to talk about with her, so we mostly just
One of the moments that woke me up to the fact that so much of what we seek through holistic and alternative health, spirituality and earth practices are literally reclamation of connected practices of our ancestors…was in a conversation with
I want to share a picture I have of my five year old self sitting with my mother somewhere underneath the fluorescent lights of a JcPenney (or something like it). Just me and her. When I find it I will.
When I was a 19yo, emancipated foster youth navigating my way through college life and depression, I got connected to Friends of the Foster Children. They were one of the first to show me the value of having ordinary people
COAT/Rebozo Drive- Please share!♥️ I took a little break this weekend and visited friends in the oak woodlands. The snow laced moss, usnea, lichen and oak leaves in all shades of naranja, were sights I’ve never seen and I drank
We are entering this sacred time when the veils thin and we can honor and heal with our ancestors. A time to celebrate the memory of our loved ones, how they lived, what they loved, where they were hurt, and