Masa looked a bit sad when she saw the girl’s pictures in Peru. She said, “I miss my sisters, I’m gonna go down there soon…”
I’ve created another world traveler, although It’s just been Masa and I doing some pre-spring cleaning, sweeping. mopping, washing everything: processing, cutting up the last of the buffalo, the elk for grinding and canning, on the pueblo ceremonies of winter are slowly for-giving their love and blessings to the coming spring; Crows and Magpies pulling twigs from the thawing earth for there new nest’s.
Mud is never ending; We all say here in the wild wild west that we have three seasons, Winter, Summer, and Mud.
The older Mirabal-sister’s left; Aspen a couple weeks ago and Kona a week ago, They left the high deserts of Northern New Mexico to the high-land, wilds of Peru, back to there other tribe there ole-stomping grounds, to find more of life, to taste the bitter/ yet sweetness of love, to reawaken the unimaginable, participate in some ceremony, and give their father another grey hair, hahaha.
“Empty nest” is an ass kicker for a Father, augh! I don’t know what else to wash, where to sweep, wiped down something i just wiped down five minutes ago, I made way too much food expecting them to walk in hungry,even my friends show up to see the wild man in his natural habitat. “ah yes” clean the car and everything else, even the dogs are looking at me strange, hey! didn’t sign up for this, haha.
I know they are o.k. having a blessed time, and well be back before i know it; I have to smile and laugh at it all,being a single parent isn’t for amatuer’s especially on the emotional side, as you all know, growing up without a Father really takes its toll on an aging 49er-father, It seems i don’t know everything and i cant control the outcomes AHHHHH; every moment, day and year my girls grow up more and more, I never know what to say or do, my instincts are my best friends, it’s an everyday teaching that rips me to shreds.
In my life right now, time focused on me is a moment cherished, if you know what I’m saying, however even when I’m alone or with someone else sharing space my thoughts go to them, seems unfair to the other although that’s who and what I’ am now, take the good with the neurotic hahah(crazy grin). Life goes on and every parent will and has gone through this stage of wondering, doubt, hopelessness and fear. I have found that its the worst and best kind of fear. prayers today for the Father/Mother/Child.
Anyway here are some pictures of their world right now, as they smile, laugh, cry, create memories, maybe break a few hearts. They wouldn’t be Mirabal’s if the latter wasn’t true..
I’m so proud of them.
Be brave, strong, dance hard, awaken the earth in her winter slumber. It’s when you dance that your grandfathers and grandmothers of old smile and roll over in their forever slumber, maybe even sing with you…
You are my best teachers.. “TAKE SOME HEADS!!
LOVE YOU ALL!
Cherish the moment…
UPDATE BY THE MIRABAL SIS”S
Walking the streets at night, knowing that you’ll be okay, talking amongst ourselves about how we can feel the energy of the ancient mountain people, seeing spirits watching over you; sharing moments like this, is what makes us so brave and fierce, knowing and having a grounded connection to the elements.
We, Aspen (19) and Kona Mirabal (14), are here in thehigh Andes of South America, Peru. Our idea of vacation isn’t going to some sunny place in Miami or Cali. It isn’t going to fashion week in New York– although, we’d like to experience that some day. Our ideal vacation consists of the following: chasing the high waves, eating the fresh catch of fish, resting, exploring, falling in love, sharing song and dance, finding or discovering something that will teach us; tell us stories, and give us knowledge.
For me, Kona, I raised the money, and begged the public school to let me go and travel “alone,” and allow me to have such an experience that I will be able to remember forever… I am very grateful that my family at home supports us in each adventure we make. I take a deep breath, thank my strong limbs for allowing me to get where I need and want to go, I thank my senses for allowing me to fully enjoy and experience everything, I thank my mind and heart for providing open thoughts and positive actions that inspire. Tah- ah
No matter how tough, strong, brave, or senseless an individual may be, there is nothing harder than constantly having to say “good-bye” and “I’ll see you soon,” when you really have no idea when that time to see that individual will come again. Hopping from country to country, city to city, you meet people and experience so much, and if you’re like me, you fall in love constantly. Whether it be with food and drink, men and women, scenery and smells, music and culture, you’re prone to be either so in love or so heart broken. It’s a challenge. I was recently in Lima, having a grand time, seeing things I haven’t seen before, eating at new places; trying new foods, trying new drinks, etc. Enjoying each and every part of it, and embracing the humidity (like a boss), I began to see myself growing attached to the city, literally falling in love. Now that I am here in High Andes, there is a part of me that misses the city, I can honestly say that I myself AM NOT A CITY GIRL, however I find myself attached; maybe it’s the exotic drinks that got me buzzed, the people I kissed, or the yummy sangwiches.. Who knows.. Also, who knows what love is, maybe this feeling of being “so in love” or “so heartbroken” isn’t even associated with real love. Erg.. I’ll just leave it at that.
Happy travels to everyone who is having a vacation soon!
Many blessings, good laughs, and solid chaunts from Aspen and Kona
#mirabalsis #love #don’t be afraid because it won’t get you anywhere #theonlythingtofearisfearitself