|Snow Covered in January|
Even though I'm in Mexico, avoiding the harsh winter in the U.S., I find myself feeling slightly homesick for my garden in New Mexico. Last year, there were leeks, chard and kales buried under a layer of mulch and covered with snow in my garden. Throughout the winter, there was always an expectation of something growing, something incubating.
It is the same for me here in San Miguel de Allende. Even though I'm far from home, buried deep inland below the boarder of the U.S., I feel as if I'm incubating. Through the use of images, symbols, journaling, art workshops and dream landscapes, I feel as if I'm immersed in my
The photo above is from my garden in New Mexico. It was taken on a day after a January snowfall. Just about one month after the Winter Solstice, the sunlight was beginning to have a noticeable warmth. There was promise that what was buried and covered would again come to life. I feel something inside of me beginning to awaken to an unexpected richness of a Crone's Life.