When Fear Rises to the Surface

This seed has a very hard shell that encases it with a very pointed end. When it drops from the … Continue reading When Fear Rises to the Surface

Gotitas de Lluvia (Drops of Rain)

Saying goodbye was difficult for the students as their session came to an end, I just didn’t realize how difficult … Continue reading Gotitas de Lluvia (Drops of Rain)

Before I Die. . . I want to learn the language in which the sun speaks to … Continue reading Before I Die. . .

Who am I without my story? Who am I? A question that surges from time to time like the ocean … Continue reading Reclaiming My Past is a Matter of Dignity

If I come back, let it not be as a human. I don’t want the potential of clutching hate in my … Continue reading If I Come Back. . .

As I stepped out of the airplane I smelled a familiar smell of dew and dampness, one which I had smelled … Continue reading In Her Dying Process, I Found Peace

Día de los Muertos (Day of the Dead) is a time in which we commemorate and receive our loved ones … Continue reading Día de los Muertos

Transformative lessons I have experienced through my Yoga practice Release so you can deepen the pose. When I force my … Continue reading Why Would Anyone Do Yoga?

The first time I felt a real sense of purpose was when I gave birth to my daughter Carmen. Up … Continue reading Finding Purpose Again

People come to this place to camp, in some ways to get away from the “other” life they have created. … Continue reading Nature Teaches Us We Belong