The temple bell always rings at the right time.

I beg to urge you everyone:
Life and Death are a Great Matter
Awaken, awaken, awaken
Time passes quickly
Do not waste this precious life.

~Zen Buddhist proverb

I flow with my breath.
I flow with the unfolding of each moment.
I flow like water.
Agua vital, purificame

My passions include: yoga, love, family, cooking, eating, friends, breathing, temazcal, miracles, chocolate, lakes, seas, books, words, eyes, clouds, cats
My purpose is to share these passions
My purpose is to be love here now
I manifest gratitude, abundance, joy, care, compassion, kindness

I first met my husband ten years ago.
I first met my husband on our impromptu five-day love fest immediately upon meeting each other.
I first met my husband when I saw his miniature Ganesh statue on his bedside table.
I first met my husband when he made me a perfect Spanish tortilla—and did the dishes afterward.
I first met my husband when I met his family in Colombia.
I first met my husband when his mother showed me a photo of him in fatigues at 16 when he was drafted into the Colombian army.
I first met my husband when he emerged from the jungle where he’d retreated after freaking out about my unexpected pregnancy three months into our noncommital relationship. It was my 32nd birthday and he came to my dinner party and we’ve been together since.
I first met my husband when I saw his eyes when our daughter was born.
I first met my husband when he sobbed when our dog Lola died after a brief mysterious illness.
I first met my husband when he came to my hometown and my grandparents’ hometowns.
I first met my husband when he danced with my 91-year-old grandmother in her kitchen; that was the last time she would ever dance.
I first met my husband when we first kissed.
I first met my husband many lifetimes ago.
I first met my husband this morning at sunrise.

“To read and to write is to be empowered. No shackle can ultimately hold you.” ~Natalie Goldberg

I read a ton of books in 2021 and wrote very little (outside of my paid writing work). My daughter’s reading ability skyrocketed; she is now devouring the Harry Potter series on her own. A few of the dozens of books on my “to-read” list include: Poet Warrior by Joy Harjo, Cultish by Amanda Montell, Animal by Lisa Taddeo, Yellow Bird by SC Murdoch, In Pieces by Sally Field, Heart Berries by Terese Marie Mailhot, Dreaming the Beatles by Rob Sheffield, Kill ’em and Leave by James McBride (on James Brown).

What am I calling in for 2022? Creativity, discipline, effort, travel, family, connection, reconnection, retreat (giving and taking), more love, joy, playfulness, passion, compassion, gratitude, mindful awareness, expression, honesty, art, culture, language, color, words, editing, translation, writing, and yoga!

What are you calling in this year?

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