In our community call last week, we were discussing how to navigate this rapidly shifting world. Not just current politics, but the onslaught of technology, materialism, and fragmented connections that is leaving many feeling disoriented, ungrounded and scared. I shared
I’m not neurodivergent, you are!
I’m not neurodivergent, you are! I think to myself, while actúally celebrating my ‘neurodivergence” Like ‘ADHD’ All these labels that compare beautiful human diversity to a ‘norm’ created by and for conquest culture are so funny. We thrive if not
On Rest…
The industrial revolution has habituated masses of people away from knowing their innate need and right to REST. When REST is the root of everyone’s nervous system regulating, coming back to our senses, reducing stress, experiencing clear thinking (brains back
Planting seeds of communal regeneration
Tonight we held a tamale cooking class in my home, featuring my amiga Sabina from Oaxaca. We’ve been holding these classes for over a year now to help her raise funds and bridge our communities, and every time it is
Laying down the script (remembering egalitarianism)
I haven’t written for awhile as we have been very busy tending the milpa and tree sanctuary. With deep joy and gratitude, I have been weeding, carrying logs, and walking around with loppers giving all our plant siblings haircuts, my
Mothers and Daughters, accepting and surrendering
For many years I have been feeling into the ways that western psychology has cultivated separation between mothers and daughters. I have often cringed inside when I hear people talk about the mother wound and the layers of internalized misogyny
Walking with our dreams
Throughout life my dreams have come through to give me stark clarity on challenges I am facing or situations I am chewing on. Dreaming, existing and walking in the dream time are birthrights that are a part of our full
How my son saved my life and reclaiming our whole selves
The other day after a glorious morning in the wild orchard near me, birds flitting from gnarled tree to tree, teasel stalks blowing in the wind, the sweet earth laden with apples, surrounded by bright red rosehip sisters…I brought home
Dreaming and surrendering
I’m a little bit afraid to write this. Some parts of my memoir are just tricky and very vulnerable to share. But I feel moved that sharing my process may help others and this is the pulse I always follow
Managing holiday triggers
There is so much that can be triggered during the holidays and it varies for each person given your own family of origin and trauma. In this fragmented society alot of what we are collectively grieving is the dissolution of