Obsidian is not a fancy or flashy stone. It is not one that is typically used for expensive jewelry or takes the center stage at gem shows and displays. Often piercingly black, it can sometimes be mahogany brown or forest green or rust red. It may contain inclusions that looks like shiny stars or silvery […]
Category: healing
Our Underworlds and Mexico
Mexico, what do you think of when you hear this word? Perhaps it is tacos and tequila that comes to your mind, or maybe an enjoyable vacation you took there by the beach. Or it could be that you think of drugs and danger, poverty and violence. Maybe images of some Hollywood movie comes to […]
Living Stones, Loving Earth & Now
Life as we know it is changing, shifting. We can feel it in our bones and in our hearts. Many are the explanations offered for these new times we struggle to wrap our minds around. For those who truly follow the ancient Toltec/Mayan ways, this is because we are in a time of transition from […]
Destigmatizing Hearing Voices
I want to pose a question for you today: Is it ‘normal’ or is it ‘crazy’ to hear voices? And, more personally, have you ever heard a voice whispering in your mind or in the ethers…telling you something in clear, precise language? This is a big question for me, one I have wrestled with much […]
Living Stones, Loving Earth & Now
Life as we know it is changing, shifting. We can feel it in our bones and in our hearts. Many are the explanations offered for these new times we struggle to wrap our minds around. For those who truly follow the ancient Toltec/Mayan ways, this is because we are in a time of transition from […]
Honoring the Mountain, Honoring the Water
Imagine partying non-stop for a month, as a sacred act. That’s what goes on throughout much of the Ecuadorian Andes starting on the summer solstice. In a tradition that extends back to long before the Inca in this part of the globe, communities and villages celebrate Inti Raymi, or the sun festival long and hard. […]
HEALING WITH THE HELP OF IMBABURA AND COTOCACHI
Mama Maria climbed the stairs of her two bedroom concrete home in the small town of Iluman, Ecuador to get something. What could it be? I had arrived to her place half an hour ago. It had taken the taxi a few minutes to locate her clinic, since the sign announcing she was a “yachak” […]
