Silence, Depth, and Desire: Noticing the Contrasts in Things.
I realized this is what I love most... tuning into the tucked-away things that are actually often the most real things in the room.
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motherhood
Caring for My Creative: On Being Well-Rested.
Of what purpose is my being well-rested if my children are far away? Of what purpose is my being rested if there are parents weeping the losses of Xavier, Luis, Franky, Enrique, Joel, Kimberly, Gilberto, Brenda, Miguel, Eddie, Paul, Juan, and all the hearts stopped last Saturday evening? What ...
A Feminine Path To Enlightenment.
As I went about doing the various tasks mothers do in our day-to-day lives, I couldn’t help but notice that there were many similarities between the things I was doing, simply by playing my mothering role, and the spiritual techniques I had been practicing and learning about previously. Yet, I ...
Racism And The Invisibility Of White Privilege.
I have three sons -- two black and one white. Here are some of the privileges I never realized I experienced raising my white son.
My Teenage Daughter, the Merciless Mirror.
Perhaps she is something unimaginable; something timeless. Born of love so pure she will be my merciless mirror so I can see what needs cleaning, what needs washing.
My Body is Softer Now and so is My Heart.
She seemed to know something I did not: how to truly enjoy life. I knew how to manipulate life, constantly struggling, trying to force life to fit my idea of happiness. I was deeply unconscious.