• December, Ending – Queen Snows

    I was surprised by the disappointment and sense of loss I felt because my plan to have a vegetable plot in a farmer’s nearby field did not come to be. I found I…

  • Overwhelm

    December #8 The first morning we went out to the farm at which my ant free produce might grow, we found a huge field had been raked over by somebody else’s tractor, since…

  • The Clarity

    December #7 Setting out collard starts in a bed where they may be eaten by ants overnight, I had some insights: One was that some old, unconscious programming is still alive and well…

  • The Victory Belongs To Love

    December #6So what about marriage? It seems to me such a private affair, to which one invites only the public that one loves. I was married once, illegally, as has been well documented.…

  • Hitting the Mark

    December #5 Muntadar al- Zaidi, the Iraqi journalist who tried to hit George Bush with his shoe, has captured the world’s imagination, causing each of us to wonder: if we had the opportunity,…

  • Seeking Counsel from Diego and Frida

    December #4 My friends don’t want me to be stressed out by the violence, caused by drugs, that is occurring in Mexico, and the attempts of the government to expose and bring to…

  • Giving, As Generously As The Earth

    December #3 As the hornmigas appear to be winning this year, I have had to take other measures. Neither Sweet Heart nor I wish to be without our own patch of collards, no…

  • Facing La Madre

    December #2 Facing La Madre, the fountain. Meditation. Sweeping. Making and drinking tea. Speaking Spanish with Manuel, whom I have named, to myself, Wise Heart. Because he is one of the wisest people…

  • Milagros de la Vida – Turtles

    December #1 Today, a few hours before sunset, I went with friends to place sixty-four tiny turtles back into the ocean. They had come ashore months before as embryos in their mothers’ bodies.…