Clara

“There’s no more space in there”, I say to Alejandro as I crawl into bed Friday night April 3, 2020. I am bone tired. The

April 21st marks the anniversary of my mother’s passing. Every year, I honor my mother by doing an activity she loved. One year I went

I’m preparing for the Spring Equinox retreat coming up this week and getting excited. Retreats are one of my favorite ways to be in community

I’m a sucker for synchronicities. My father reminded me this week that when you experience synchronicities “you’re on the beam”, meaning you’re on the right

Karmen and I have a routine we follow when we go to the library. She’ll pick out a few books and find a place to

It’s the time of year when all I want to do is lie in loose clothes, wool socks and a blanket over my chest, reading

A poem for you to marinate on this week…  They Call to You to Sing by Hafiz Stones are longing for what you know.If they had

It’s Wednesday as I write this. I’m sitting in a public library, this is the fifth place I’ve been today. And I’m having my existential

One week back from Baja and I feel as though I never left and I feel like a different person. Is that possible? Last week