by Carolyn M. Crane | Dec 5, 2018 | Community, Essays, Politics, Series |
Every month for decades now I have named the moon. I am definitely a low-profile witch, but this is one thing I’ve stuck with. It is a sort of prayer, I guess, the naming, but it is also a way to focus attention, to bring the imaginal realm into my reality. It helps...
by Armida Cervantez | Jun 18, 2018 | Community, Essays |
How does a tree heal? I see sap pouring from her bark. Are those tears? We heard the screams one Sunday morning. The girlfriend asking in a violent shake, “Why?!” I see the leaves on the figure of stretching bark change, drop, and die. Is that her transformation? Did...
by Armida Cervantez | Sep 28, 2017 | Abbey Country, Community, Essays |
It’s a windy autumn in the desert. There are no stands of evergreens or pines to break the force–only dust, dry and crumbly under feet and irritating sand in the eye. The first graders lined up with fortitude in this dust. We waited patiently for the...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Mar 11, 2017 | Community, Essays |
The photo above was taken on March 10, 2017, at the annual fundraiser for the Laura Wilcox Scholarship Fund. Sponsored by SRYCL, this quiz show draws hundreds from throughout California, where we have fun, honor Laura’s memory, and raise funds to support young...
by Janet Gardiner | Jan 10, 2017 | Community, Essays, Politics |
I remember the day that my racial identity first came into question. I was seven years old, and I was late for school. My dad walked me to the door of my classroom where all of my classmates were already settling in. He watched me go inside and sit down before waving...
by Stephanie Hayes | Jul 22, 2016 | Back Yard Days, Community, Essays |
This past weekend I spent a couple of days visiting my friend Marcella in Marin County. When I was a child our family lived just a few houses up the hill from hers, and both families were quite close. The moms were friends, the dads were friends, and the kids were...
