A gathering of sisters in O’Keeffe country
Connecting with family for my birthday.
Now, an orphan, I feel the hand of time
After the loss of my mother, I contemplate the ways we were alike It has been over two months since my mother passed. So little has changed around me yet so much has changed within me. My siblings and I are now orphans in this world. It is a club I never considered...
Watering the seeds of possibility
As new program director for UNM’s online integrative medicine program for residents in training, I now have the privilege of nurturing trainees to shift the medical paradigm toward empowered wellness In early March I attended a mini retreat in Tucson for national and...
Crossing the ocean of trust
When my mother died during Holy Week, I saw how rituals kept her grounded. My mother passed away in the early morning hours on Saturday of Holy Week. Given her strong faith, the timing of this was not lost on any of us. Her last few weeks proved to be most difficult....