The ancient Jewish tradition of the sabbatical year, taken every 7th year, was a technique for turning more to G-d as you let the soil on your land rebuild, rested and re-energized, spent time with family, had debts forgiven, and basically took a time out. [Read More]
Tarea de las Patrias
La migración de ideas entre idiomas les da espacio para voltear alrededor. Pequeños descubrimientos en la traducción me vuelven a la magia original de las palabras. [Read More]
Smells Like Quarantine Spirit
Survival requires that we tend to our mental health with little threads of fellowship, stitch our psyches together in ways that affirm everyone’s membership in the cosmic whole. [Read More]
¿Cuál es más?
Macha es una característica que abunda en Pátzcuaro y las áreas circundantes de Michoacán. Macha crece en una cultura nativa que celebra a la familia como la base de la sociedad. [Lee Mas]
My Homeless Street Friends
Some people are wild at heart, some people are afraid of other people and money, some people are sick, and some people don’t know what they’re doing, bless them. [Read More]
Backwater muse floods the borders of Babylon
What does it mean to make art in the boonies, pore long over sentences that never scale the muckety-muck steps of public attention? How does one who loves the civic beauty of words keep forking them onto the floor? [Read More]
The Shining Stars of Our Lineages
Every day we make choices and decisions that affect our kin, and as a result, everyone else. We communicate to the outside world through our choices, without having to say a word. [Read More]
Ingathering
“This is a collaborative project,” Deb said in the weeks leading up to the installation. “I hope other folks will feel inspired to participate and help with the weaving. It strengthens community when we make art together.” [Read More]
Storytime for Bots
Harry and his Soul-Mate and their Beloved-Non-Binary-Offspring went backpacking for four days in the Sisters Wilderness. Such getaways from the surveillance of today’s mega-commerce provide H and S-M and B-N-B-O with respite from incessant ads and corporate-sponsored news. [Read More]
In My Back Yard
We are so deeply shrouded that we are unaware even of the Beauty that surrounds us. Suddenly, we are startled aware by a flock of peeps (Sandpipers), flying in an orchestrated synchronicity.
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