The Hills in their Glorious Heights

The Hills in their Glorious Heights

Once upon a time . . . había una vez . . . a small family who woke up grouchy. So grouchy. A bad night of stuffy noses and coughing: very grouchy. Grouching all morning. At least one of the two kids crying or whining all the way through breakfast, clean up, and some morning … Continue reading

We Are Explorers

We Are Explorers

Last weekend we did too much, wore ourselves out. I kept having that feeling: I’m pushing them too hard to do too many things, I should stop now, where am I driving this ship, maybe we should turn back, this started as an adventure but now it is a bit scary, maybe we are getting … Continue reading

Winter Rhythms

Winter Rhythms

Winter. Here on the Mediterranean central California coast, this means not ice and snow but dark and damp. Waiting for Rain. Days and days of rain, gray skies, shiny sidewalk puddles, misty cloud forests, peeping frog voices, Rain. We had a good few weeks but we are waiting for more. Meanwhile, the days are short … Continue reading

Felices Fiestas

Felices Fiestas

I found so much meaning during the fall festivals of darkness and light, of connecting with the spirit world, and beginning the winter inner journey of spending time with oneself. And the start of the nourishing mediterranean rainy season. I hoped that the winter holidays would bring more light in the darkness, and with my … Continue reading

Elder Medicine – Medicina de las Abuelas

Elder Medicine – Medicina de las Abuelas

Today the lovely and talented Bernal mama Samantha Garcia led a group of us in a ritual, creating healing medicine for ourselves and our children, guided by the Black Elder tree. I will leave the moment mostly in the realm of spirit and images. Here are some images of making the medicine from elderberries, cinnamon, … Continue reading

More Farolitos y Difuntos

More Farolitos y Difuntos

Epilogue: Photos of the Lantern Walk with Days of the Dead I wrote about, anticipating them, last week. They were lovely. We made colada morada and guaguas de pan, traditional foods for celebrating Dia de los Difuntos in Ecuador. The harina de maiz morada (purple corn flour) is the purple, along with mortiños and moras … Continue reading

Spirit Of The Forest

Spirit Of The Forest

Continuing on the theme of visiting with spirits and ancestors, in New Mexico I took this picture with this story. The photograph shows my friend Erin who is pregnant. That sort of other-worldly light and the bright ray, it felt like a moment of a pause in time, when maybe the spirit world or the … Continue reading

Farolitos y Difuntos — Lanterns and the Dead

Farolitos y Difuntos — Lanterns and the Dead

Last year I enjoyed the Lantern Walk with our Waldorf school, but I had no context or understanding of its meaning. I assumed any festival that ended in “mas” (Martinmas, Michaelmas) was too “Euro” to have anything to do with me. But this week I got it, a meaning that I totally relate to. I’ve … Continue reading

Left my Corazon in Nuevo Mexico

Left my Corazon in Nuevo Mexico

Our family has stayed put for many months, to strengthen our household rhythms and to revel in what we have, our home. But two things are often missing for me: extended family or friends from the heart who have known me since childhood, and the rhythms of rural life. My husband and I are city … Continue reading