My two-year-old grandson is a force to be reckoned with. He jumps into life with all that he is. He runs from the minute he wakes up to the moment that he falls asleep. In typical two-year-old behavior he immediately satisfies each and every need with ultimate gusto and determination. He is pure hedonistic energy,… Read more »
Visiting with my son, daughter-in-law and their two children ages two and four, I am enjoying the luscious fruit of their hard work growing children who feel loved, secure and considerate of others. They have managed to raise children balanced with a true sense of themselves and an accountability for their treatment of others. An… Read more »
Tomorrow marks the one-year anniversary of my move to Santa Fe. That’s right, I moved here exactly one year ago with one plastic fork, a paper plate, some granola bars, an inflatable mattress, and an unquestioning faith. In this past year, I have developed a profound appreciation for mountains and sunsets, southwest culture and new… Read more »
Oooops!!! I almost forgot to mention that the Woochibies have two cousins, “Pikkels” and “Pikkelson, the Second Generation”. In case you haven’t guessed, Pikkelson is the son of Pikkels. They live far away in another forest, so when they come for a visit it is a BIG TO DO! There are preparations for food and… Read more »
This weekend I attended a dance recital of NM school children who are trained free of charge by an organization that teaches with a mission which is to help children develop discipline, a standard of excellence, and a belief in themselves that will carry over into all aspects of their lives. I experienced this performance… Read more »
When I see reports about hate crimes, I wonder how these people feel justified in acting out their rage. There is not a gene for all-consuming hatred against a group of people or assurance of security by being part of a group whose common thread is a perceived enemy. Beliefs of separateness and isolation are… Read more »
Last night was the first meeting of what sounds like a secret society, The Sisterhood of the Traveling Wine Glass. When my neighbor proposed the idea it did seem mysterious. No one is allowed to cook or do work in preparation. No one is allowed to wash dishes, so everyone brings their own wine glass… Read more »
At the end of the qigong class with my mother, the group got in a circle and turned to the person on the left and the one on the right and said, “Thank you for your practice.” Then each person blessed the space leaving just my mother on a chair and me at her feet…. Read more »
My mom left yesterday after a five-day whirlwind of southwest experiences. I wanted to show her MY Santa Fe…where I hang out, my friends, how I love the vast sky at sunset and red rocks and piñon trees dotting the mountainside. We saw Mr. Turner, an art film, at my favorite movie theater, and we… Read more »
“How about if you do it this way?” I asked my mother after hearing that she had no good options left in her current dilemma. “You are The Queen of Options!” she cheered. “You are so talented in finding new ways to handle things. You can find a solution for anything!” Hey, I’ll take my… Read more »