When the Veil Breathes: A Día de los Muertos Reflection on Ancestors, Activism, and the Living Earth
The scent of cempasúchil and burning candles drifts through the morning air. Paper skulls of many colors flutter lightly on the wall. I step back to photograph the altar I’ve made for my beloved dead. The movement catches my eye; I reach out, wondering where the breeze might be coming from. Then I realize — […]
Esperanza Rising: A Different Kind of Journalism
Dear readers: As you may have noticed, it’s been a long dry spell. We just sent our first newsletter since June; while Mother Earth has been busy prodigiously giving fruit, cereal, root and seed for human and non-human sustenance, this land has been lying fallow. But harvest time brings the fruit of that period of […]
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