I was joking with the amigas on our Solstice call tonight about ceremonial cacao. Or any spiritual/cultural practice that has been commodified and made into a craze. The minute it’s a craze, we may want to reflect. I have found
We are not separate from the web of life
Much of the anxiety that many feel is often a result of the way we have been socialized to seek approval from others. When we worry about what others will think of us, how we perform, how we measure up.
We are all trauma bonded
There is a horror film called Mama* that my sis showed me a scene from, because it vividly captured our experience. In it there is a dark mother ghost and two older siblings who break away from her. The bright
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
Vulnerability as ceremony
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
Creating family
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
Tuning in to navigate the ever-changing times
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
Plant medicine limitations
Lately I’ve been observing the psylocibin and plant medicine movements. I feel they can be very potent for some and it has been very interesting to hear experiences. I am not discouraging anyone from following their intuition if they feel
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
how we tell the story
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