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- soy madre
- La Madre Nicaragüense
- mujeres de luz, women of light
- in gratitude
- La Salvadora
- from a series of writings - teenage girls
- silk goddess
- from my journals
- art of motherhood
- writing on wings of dragons
- wild
- solar eclipse - ring of fire
- fearlessness
- earth and stars
- my mantra
- mother courage
- breathing in courage
- remembering Mimi
- ephemeral eternal beauty
- ancient oceans
- love and only love
- madre diosa
- mujeres
- saving memories
- living and learning
- mystical mother of the universe
- madre luna
- a mother
- goddess divine
- women who nurture & give unconditionally
- surrender
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Thursday, May 31
soy madre
madre del mar
madre de madres
reina del planeta
canto tu canto
bailo tu ritmo
escucho tu voz dentro de mi
soy parte mar
soy parte mujer
soy madre
excerpt from a series of writings soon to be published in print
Wednesday, May 30
La Madre Nicaragüense
30 de Mayo, Día de La Madre Nicaragüense
Felicidades Nicaragua
remembering and honouring every Nicaraguan mother
Felicidades Nicaragua
remembering and honouring every Nicaraguan mother
Tuesday, May 29
Monday, May 28
Sunday, May 27
La Salvadora
Mama Yoya, I paint you in blue and sing you in red
celebrating your roots in Nicaragua, France and Spain.
Abuelita Yoya,
I dance with your wisdom and strength.
Salvadora
I honour you.
Salvadorita
I love you.
Yoyita
I understand and thank you....
excerpt from a series of poem-prayers
celebrating your roots in Nicaragua, France and Spain.
Abuelita Yoya,
I dance with your wisdom and strength.
Salvadora
I honour you.
Salvadorita
I love you.
Yoyita
I understand and thank you....
excerpt from a series of poem-prayers
Saturday, May 26
from a series of writings - teenage girls
They said I had a fabulous figure. Good genes. How lucky. Que dichosa la Julita. Well-proportioned, tiny waist and delicately defined arms. Twenty years ago I had an almost flawless body - tight and alabaster, smooth and free of any stretchmarks, scars or dimples. I ate whatever I wished and never bothered with scales, sizes or exercise. I was 15 years old.
I began gaining weight in my twenties. Three to five pounds here. Two to three pounds there. I was becoming a woman and my body was evolving. They said I had such a "beautiful face" but that I was getting "fat" - "gorda" - "chubby" -- and I believed them.
I believed them and gained more weight without understanding why. I believed them and judged my body as no longer being perfect, no longer being good enough. I believed them and in doing so betrayed myself, my body and my spirit.
I am still over-weight by their standards. I walk into a room and I feel I am being scanned - has she lost weight? Or has she gained more? What a shame with that beautiful face...
My body continues to evolve - with yoga and age. My body has become my temple - my healthy temple - and I am slowing becoming DEAF to their spells that have more to do with THEIR weight and body issues.
Women, men - whomever reads this - please, please - watch what you say and what you don't say to the teenage girls in your life...
excerpt from a series of writings in progress, originally posted in 2007
Friday, May 25
Thursday, May 24
from my journals
There is a pile of clean clothes that needs to be sorted and folded.
There is another pile of clothes that needs to be washed.
The thank you notes are almost completed.
Why don’t you get a maid to come at least once a week, they ask.
Why don’t you start to bottle-feed the baby at least once in a while, they ask.
Why don’t you send us the most recent photos, they ask.
Why don’t you call or email anymore, they ask.
I am a mother to a 5-month old.
I am an artist working on new projects.
I am a woman who is learning to prioritize.
I am happy...I am joyful...and yes, just a bit weary of they never-ending things to do and of the never-ending questions which I try to ignore...
I am not the same person I was a year ago...I am grateful beyond words...
from my 2008-2009 journals
Wednesday, May 23
art of motherhood
Tuesday, May 22
writing on wings of dragons
Monday, May 21
Sunday, May 20
solar eclipse - ring of fire
“I'm falling in love with somebody I have no right to fall in love with...I can't fall in love with this man, but it's just like a ring of fire.”- June Carter Cash (1929-2003)
Love is a burning thing,
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell into a ring of fire.
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down, down, down
And the flames went higher,
And it burns, burn, burns,
The ring of fire, the ring of fire.
The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like ours meet.
I fell for you like a child
Oh, but the fire ran wild.
Love is a burning thing,
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell into a ring of fire.
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down, down, down
And the flames went higher,
And it burns, burn, burns,
The ring of fire, the ring of fire.
The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like ours meet.
I fell for you like a child
Oh, but the fire ran wild.
Saturday, May 19
fearlessness
"For a gallant spirit there can never be defeat."
- Wallis Simpson, The Duchess of Windsor (1896-1986)
A gallant spirit...I love the sound of that...
Every woman I know has a superior level of fearlessness.
from my 2008 journals
Friday, May 18
earth and stars
Thursday, May 17
Wednesday, May 16
Tuesday, May 15
Monday, May 14
remembering Mimi
Sunday, May 13
Saturday, May 12
ancient oceans
My beloved grandmothers, truly Grand Mothers shared a
sacred connection with the ocean as I do...
The three of us are ancient oceans...
from my motherhood journals
The three of us are ancient oceans...
from my motherhood journals
Friday, May 11
Thursday, May 10
madre diosa
Wednesday, May 9
mujeres
generation of women, generation of daughters, generation of mothers
PHOTOGRAPH: from an ongoing series featuring Nicaragua
Tuesday, May 8
saving memories
"You never realize how much your mother loves you till you explore the attic -
and find every letter you ever sent her, every finger painting, clay pot, bead
necklace, Easter chicken, cardboard Santa Claus, paper-lace Mother's Day card
and school report since day one."
- Pam Brown
I save letters, photos, ribbons...I suppose I save memories
- Pam Brown
I save letters, photos, ribbons...I suppose I save memories
Monday, May 7
living and learning
If a child lives with criticism,
He learns to condemn.
If a child lives with hostility,
He learns to fight.
If a child lives with ridicule,
He learns to be shy.
If a child lives with shame,
He learns to feel guilty.
If a child lives with tolerance,
He learns to be patient.
If a child lives with encouragement,
He learns confidence.
If a child lives with praise,
He learns to appreciate.
If a child lives with fairness,
He learns justice.
If a child lives with security,
He learns to have faith.
If a child lives with approval,
He learns to like himself.
If a child lives with acceptance and friendship,
He learns to find love in the world.
- Dorothy Law Nolte (1924-2005)
What did we live with as children?
What did our parents live with as children?
What are our children living with?
Sunday, May 6
mystical mother of the universe
Saturday, May 5
Friday, May 4
a mother
A mother exists in every woman.
A mother is one who is loving and compassionate towards another.
A mother is the one who loves unconditionally.
A mother forgives.
A mother survives.
A mother nourishes.
A mother heals.
A mother need not give birth in order to be a mother.
Can we be mothers to ourselves? I believe so...
from my journals
A mother is one who is loving and compassionate towards another.
A mother is the one who loves unconditionally.
A mother forgives.
A mother survives.
A mother nourishes.
A mother heals.
A mother need not give birth in order to be a mother.
Can we be mothers to ourselves? I believe so...
from my journals
Thursday, May 3
goddess divine
Wednesday, May 2
women who nurture & give unconditionally
May belongs to Mothers. May I celebrate you for 31 days? I sing to you and give you praise. May of Mothers...for women who nurture and give unconditionally...
Tuesday, May 1
surrender
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