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Our children lead us to places inside of us that have not been fully processed. Places within us where trauma is unresolved. When they...

After a fun time at the park, Anaiya knew it was time to leave. She’s really into her scooter lately and had ridden it there. She now...

The healthy masculine holds an agenda free container for the arising dynamism of the feminine. Let me be clear here, that I’m not...

The stillness of my child as she sleeps, matching the calm from the snowy blanket on the land. As the external quiets, I’m able to tune...

Blueberries or bananas? Would you like to walk, or have me carry you? This shirt or that one? “That one” she delightedly exclaims as she...

Once again, Anaiya has hit a new phase of development. I notice there’s an adjustment period to these shifts as more independence is...

Anaiya just turned one and a half. In baby age this feels significant. She’s shifted into 18 month old clothes and shoes. But beyond the...

I’ve been in a practice called Elimination Communication with Anaiyana. From two weeks after she was born, I began paying attention to...

I am continually in awe of the channels of communication occurring between my child and I. Yes, she exists in a small human body, but her...

This was such a special time together, celebrating new life growing inside of my sister’s womb. Our trip to the Yuba last month was...

Love comes knocking at my door. Go away! You’re too light Too playful Too easeful I must face the shadows with a fine tooth comb I must...

Snow blankets the ground Perhaps our final Colorado springtime dump The bright blue skies and piercing sun lapping up the The white...

No one could possibly explain to me the amount of love I would feel for my child. It’s a love that grows continuously, my heart often...

Almost a year later from when this precious angel decided to bless us Earthbound, I’m reminded of our first forty days at home with her....

The human gestation period is early compared to other mammals. Many other mammals are birthed ready stand and locomote. Not humans. They...

I want my body and my life back. That’s how I feel in this moment. The constant grabbing at my boobs to nurse or hanging on my body. Not...

Witnessing Anaiya learn to trust her body wisdom in new ways. We moved into a new home this month with a full flight of stairs. Anaiya...

I’ve been going dancing on Sunday mornings to Movement Mass (one of Boulder’s ecstatic dance jams) with Anaiyana since she was about 3...

My moon blood returned last week. A friend asked me if this feels like the end of my postpartum time. I noticed feeling such sadness in...

Typically, my nighttime routine consists of nursing my baby, often bouncing her on my mini rebounder (a total must have for new mamas!)....