1) my valentine smashing a rose (2) my valentine then trying to be cute (3) my valentine choking me (4) my valentine two seconds away from trying to do a backflip off my chest. #toddlerlife #thataboutsumsitup #myvalentine #myheart #mycrazyness
I miss rock. I especially miss doing crack in Utah. I miss hearing nothing but my breath against rock. I miss the feeling of my skin slightly tearing at the hands of granite. I miss being out with only people who are just as obsessed with rock and how fucking amazing rocks are. I never did it because I was good at it (because I’m not), I just love it. The relationship, the calloused hands, the hilarious and humbling falls. I don’t miss the constant injuries, or how annoying middle upper class outdoor enthusiasts can be. I’m giving myself until at LEAST my son is two to be solely a mom and not need to be athletic. Because let’s be honest, my back is equally as broken from carrying a toddler around and It will be way more fun when he can start to climb with mama. This is my favorite climbing picture because it shows the rawness and beauty of human hands on rock. Do you know where Mr. Auffant is so I can give him credit for this @boulderbushido ?
Rocking the #babymullet and dirty dry winter hands ❤️🐺
There is almost no better feeling that I get than to nurture my relationship with corn and feed other mothers. The love of a mother is like nothing else. The sacrificing starts in the womb and the care a mother has to take to grow a child. It never ends. When I get sick, I give all that I have left in my weak body to feed, nourish, and heal my child all hours of the day and night. So much so, that my system fails to protect itself and I fall apart. But Maiz taught me the power of a Mother before having my son, and the healing power of not only a mother who has given birth but the power of being a daughter of the Great Mother. I still remember the exact night, taking a walk trying to recover from my rape and find my power again. I looked over and the giant corn stalks waved in the wind and I saw her brute strength and magnificence while at the same time swaying with grace and whispers so sweet. She whispered, “I am greater than him.” I saw a power that went beyond me, and what I experienced as Mother Corn taught me what power felt like again. I was almost scared it was so shocking. I then went to the land and fasted to seek more refuge and healing, to learn more about using the power of Mother Earth to heal myself. On day four I dropped to my knees into the red dirt with tears pouring down and asked “What can I do of the pain in the world of women who suffer from physical abuse and the robbery of their body?“ I heard the same sweet whisper, “Build refuge and feed them.” “Mama” is a first utterance in almost every language in the world in babies, which linguists believe is a sound that derives from a baby breastfeeding (it is a slight nasal murmur - you can hear it) and is therefore first actually correlated with the baby’s understanding of food. Mama, Mother, Ama (Navajo), eomma (Korean), Mama (Swahili)… etc. etc. Almost every language the same word. So mama’s, I honor you. Women seeking to gain their power back again after abuse, it’s still a struggle for me, but I have more power now than ever. Gratitude for the last of this huge 2016 crop that has fed so many.
So I’m just going to sit here. In the puddle. And eat mud. And throw rocks. Because I can. #17monthsold
It’s the end of the semester. Exit exam and 250 hours left until I am free from academia (I say that now but let’s wait and see if I’m REALLY done after this..😆) . Just started a love affair with this beautiful instrument ... yay time for fun things! #mbira #mysoulmissesmusic #africaninstruments #arethebest #banjodjembembiraohmy!
Okay people, this is How I want to feel. Strong as the big horned sheep round these parts. We just got over a nasty flu. I have my go to herbs for health & immunity, but what are your secret winter be well plants?? Please share! Luckily my kiddo still gets lots of mamas milk - but I need some help with giving SO much as a mother right now. #herbalmedicine #immunity #beatthesickness #plantmedicine #health #naturalhealing #earthmamas #babymedicine @threelilymama @laabejaherbs
This is hilarious - I just got a few moments to myself from a napping toddler and before I knew it in a matter of ten minutes I had picked up these books and then started to bead. Mama moment: I HAVE TEN MINUTES?! What do I do?! Take my time on the toilet?! Read about building?! School?! Craft?! Aaahhhh 😆😆😆#momlife #notenoughtime #buildahouse #craft #crisisrefugeework
I deactivated my Facebook so I could stop the Electronic mindsuck that my life had turned into. I have so adored being more present in the precious moments with other humans and family. I feel healthier. Beautiful visit to Pittsburgh with family and friends. ❤️
Helping our beloved friends build their wattle and daub home in Gila. Be inspired :) Weaving willows, mixing and throwing mud with other humans (add children running and playing around) beats most anything. Feeling the love and inspiration. #wattleanddaubhome #earthhome #gilawilderness #newmexico
I always match our shirts without thinking about it, which makes a good excuse for photos with my quickly growing babe - who is looking more and more like scot with blue eyes by the day, which is kinda creepy. He is also getting more and more wild by the day. 👣