Excerpted from The Slowest Pilgrim ~ the story of my journey along the Camino de Santiago pilgrimage road. *** Foncebadon is a fabled village of wild dogs and even wilder fear. A village finally back in the mountains, a place
Conscious Revolution
Step back in time with me for a moment. Imagine that we are poised at the edge of the first signs of mass conversion to an agrarian society, while most have lived as hunter-gatherers pretty much forever. While the hunter-gatherer
Beyond Nice
I grew up in the south, and learned from an early age that “nice little girls are to be seen and not heard.” My grandmother’s words still echo in my psyche, and as a small child I was determined to