I can’t even believe it. I’m off to Taos again. This time driving with a friend, house sitting for a month, then heading off to magical Sedona for a week.
My sis just sent me the cutest text, asking me to share about the creation of altars.
Altars are central to how I live my life. If my altar is messy or dusty, or I’ve added so many things that it no longer has a theme, I get disoriented.
I realized this past week that I’m not a mean girl anymore. Those of you who know me are thinking, ‘but she’s so nice’. Yeah, I’m nice…to you. I’m talking about how I treat myself.