Enfolding

The Tepeyac Mountain beckons. There in the Valley of Guadalupe, my mother comes, kneeling, crawling; her manda a lamentation, a cry. Her son has gone to El Norte. Her daughter lost in …

Mary, our mother and teacher

In a world saturated with information, it’s often difficult to discern what is most advantageous for our lives and what should be removed. This is made even more challenging by …