Todays Embodied Ecstasies
Grateful for a pause in the Holy-daze. This space after Winter Solstice, Christmas, my Birthday. These days before the New Year and devotions for Yemoja and the end of winter break for the kids. The house looks like fifty-three elves emptied their pockets of scraps of wrapping paper, pine needles, scotch tape and cellophane onto every horizontal surface. The kids are in some kind of stupor brought on by sugar overdose coupled with too many late night celebrations in a row. After lunch, I was able to convince them that changing out of pajamas and using a tooth …