A rainbow is a mix of sun and rain, right? Put them together in the right way, and you have a rainbow. But too much sun – or too much rain – and the formula doesn’t work. I’d like to declare that my life as a rainbow is certainly a mix of sun and rain. […]

I’ve been so busy writing catching you up on the past, and so much keeps happening in the present: Jose and Katiuska are coming to the farm tomorrow! We actually saw them last Saturday in Santo Domingo. They had just arrived back from their Europe travels. Somehow Jose had found out that we had a […]

Continued from Previous Posts…In response to my asking for help after the seminar, Jose said that he could offer two things: Before the seminar finished, he would teach everyone a simple Zikr practice that you could do alone, in about 3-5 minutes. That would help anyone who wished to stay connected to Zikr. Secondly, they […]

Part Three, About Jose and the Rainbow. I left off with my description of the first Zikr experience I had during the Royalston seminar with Jose and the Camp Caravan group. The first Zikr was one of approximately twelve Zikr practices that we shared as a group over an 8 or so day period of […]

I guess I need to tell you about the rainbow, as silly as it might sound on paper. When we attended the seminar in Massachusetts where I first met Jose last summer, part of the reason I thought I could handle going with my daughters, was that I brought a teenager friend along to help […]

Because of time and the internet, there will be several parts to this post…bear with me! Jose is too significant to describe in brief, as I said. I won’t be able to accurately describe him in one – or one hundred – posts. If you’re interested in his background and some articles he’s written, you […]

Just to put this out, because it is so important, too. Jose is a good man.  Everyone probably has an intuitive feeling about what a good man is.  He is a good man.  And, he is a very lucky man, because he has a very good woman by his side.   Katiuska is next to […]

I thanked you once, Jose, for – well, for everything – and you looked at me in a layered way, I couldn’t read all that was there. You said, “Please…please don’t thank me.” You looked a little sad, pained, apologetic, weary. I still don’t fully understand, but I do my best not to thank you […]

Yesterday, Hubby and I went to the big city again for one more IKEA run – we returned with a table and four chairs, and a table and small chair for Sofia’s piano. Fun! When we came back to the farm, Felipe, Rosa and the girls were all “eta bien,” which is the Dominican version […]