Every new year it becomes clear that we are acculturated to striving. It reminds me of a documentary series I love to watch with my children called Capitalism. In the first episode, it discusses how we have been taught to
Letting go of Striving
Questioning narratives
After my mother had endured the death of her two young children and her beloved husband, she was understandably struggling with depression, grief, heartache, devastation. The whole family traumatized and in shock, and she with very little resource to support
the dream of our ancestors
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
the ancestral is not new
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
Mi Mami
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.
Autumn Equinox- reflections and ideas for families
These past few weeks my daughter and son have been co-creating a nature ‘school’ with me that we have been sharing with some beautiful families. It has been so fun dreaming up crafts, activities, stories, games, and sharing songs. I’m
Living Free
For years now, we have known that my son’s middle school years would be a time to do something different. My husband with his PhD in Education and my experience as a school social worker and counselor, led us both
Wide open arms of love
Just when we think we ‘have things (somewhat) figured out” children fortunately continue to teach us. Sabriel, my youngest, has given me many mothering moments where I have felt relaxed and experienced AND he has also challenged me immensely to
Healing the Hurts of Our Past
Because we are in Maui, three hours behind on the mainland, we indulged my daughter’s request to ‘stay up until the time I was born!” Nine years ago, at 12:15am, our little Maya burst her into watery tub and my
Breathing in, Breathing Out
Thanks to Evan Brown, Earthroots wise man that I adore, we found ourselves at Deer Park Monastery in Escondido, CA last week for their annual family camp. I was astounded to find a community (led by the beautiful Thich Nhat