Bogotá, Colombia is the colonial name of the high savannah territory that saw me be born among tall buildings, old majestic trees, elevators, lush back yards, adjacent giant mountains, traffic noise and all the intensity, beauty, ecological degradation, survival, and stark economic contrasts embedded in the capital of a nation beaming with cultures, nature, and…

After a long absence from this place of potential, in other words, after years of procrastinating making this darn website, i welcome myself to the place where i give me permission to do what feels good: honoring the messages that move through me in the form of art, writings and services . It only took…

Bali, November 5th, 2018 Human gods and saints seemed too busy to speak to me when as a little girl. I prayed and begged to hear their voice or witness an apparition of Jesus or Mary like people did in stories told by the nuns and priests that “educated” me. But the Earth, without being…

David Haenke is an elder from the Bioregional Movement of the U.S. He is the poet how first said to me the word ecosapien, and my imaginarium felt seen, resonating with the word which I has seen for a long time before. David was the first “white” sapien saw in a kind of deep poetic…