loving in the war years: when it all falls apart

Posted by on Sep 7, 2016

in the middle of mourning, news came that a family member has stage four cancer. and that it had spread, far and wide. and everything just stopped. work, laughter, joy, mourning. grey overcast rolled over life and i couldn’t move. i lost a dear friend to breast cancer. a different family member was throwing up …

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loving in the war years: day twenty eight

Posted by on Aug 21, 2016

Coming Back To Life: Healing Through Crisis With Ritual + Action A creative parent holds space for a child to explore, be creative, test boundaries, let their imagination run wild, experience different personalities, ideas and roles. A great parent doesn’t control or shut down. This is the same when dealing with your inner-child. Allow yourself …

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loving in the war years: day twenty seven

Posted by on Aug 21, 2016

Feeling Grief + Dreaming Another World “Philandro Castille. I honor your life by releasing this grief to go home. I release this heaviness in my heart so I can be an active part of creating a new world” “To the people of Nice. I honor your lives by releasing this grief to go home. I …

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loving in the war years: day twenty six

Posted by on Aug 19, 2016

the following quote comes from a really great blog post about nourishing self with food during times of mourning. it has a good recipe for bone broth that i highly recommend–with a few caveats. while this author is probably correct that bone broth should be made from organically grown animals, i also know that organic …

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loving in the war years: day twenty two

Posted by on Aug 14, 2016

a day of mothering: milky oats trauma and grief have actual effects, not just on the heart or the mind, but on the body as well. and more often than not, when trauma and grief are mixed with stress, a body has almost no choice but to move into a ‘fight, flight or freeze’ state. …

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loving in the war years: day twenty one

Posted by on Aug 14, 2016

i still observe dia de los muertos. even after a white lady invited me over to her house to ‘celebrate’ with drinks she made from a new recipe she found, even after i was informed by a mexican mexican (who, unlike american poser mexican me, never suffered from assimilation) that i was doing it wrong, …

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