When I was in middle school, my grandmother and I would often spend weekend nights listening to music on an … Continue reading Intimate moments that heal
This is una flor de Cempasúchil. In Mexico it is harvested beginning in October and it is used as an … Continue reading Una Flor de Cempasúchil
When I was around three or fours years of age, I remember walking down the street with my Tita Carmen … Continue reading Yellow Rain Boots
My whole life I’d received messages that will was the ability to take action and “stick with it,” especially if it … Continue reading Where does our will come from?
D is a prison inmate that looks like an “original veterano” and he has the essence of a kind and … Continue reading A is for Love
In recent weeks I’ve been hit with various experiences that have left me thinking about what it is going to … Continue reading We won’t move forward without love.
“Travel isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it even breaks your heart. But that’s okay. The … Continue reading “ Take only memories, leave only footprints.” Chief Seattle Part II
A photo essay and reflections of my experiences in the Volta region of Ghana. “Africa, more than any other continent, … Continue reading “Take Only memories, leave only footprints.” Chief Seattle Part I
“We’ll just add water to the beans,” my grandmother would say when family or friends showed up unannounced in our … Continue reading Se le hecha más agua a los frijoles
Sunday Morning… Days like today, I feel trapped, empty, lost. I’m at war with myself, inside, wanting to escape somewhere … Continue reading An Honest Post