The Blessings of Natural Abundance or Why I’m not Celebrating Christmas This Year

This is the solstice, the still point of the sun, its cusp and midnight, the year’s threshold and unlocking, where the past lets go of and becomes the future; the place of caught breath. Gustave Flaubert Every morning, around 5.30 I pass the Royal Poinciana and Mango trees. I noticed the beauty of the Poinciana… Read More The Blessings of Natural Abundance or Why I’m not Celebrating Christmas This Year