May 6, 2008
I am finally inspired to write. Having recently entered the modern age, with a laptop, a digital camera and a modem at my disposal now, I guess I can finally begin the process of putting my thoughts in order. I have wanted to write for a long time - about my loopy life in Mexico, about how I have changed from American urban hip chick to Mexican mother and housewife living life in a dusty backroad village. How is it possible that just a few years ago I was cruising the freeways of the San Francisco Bay Area, shopping at Whole Foods and at the mall, working on the 49th floor in the Financial District, every day my stomach dropping from the fast whoosh of the elevator and from the prospect of another day pushing papers around? Here I am today with my laundry hung out on the line in my yard, my dishes piling up in my outdoor kitchen sink where water comes from the garden hose, and my neighbor's sheep baa-ing for background music. And here I am today with the sweetest little 6 month old baby taking a nap in his crib right behind me - what changes, what miracles, what blessings have found their way into my life and found me here right where I am?! Life is full of infinite possibilities.
I don't even know where to begin. Maybe I will begin with tomorrow - tomorrow we have an appointment at the U.S. Embassy in Mexico City. Our son Marco will get his US passport, his Social Security card, and a Consular Report of Birth Abroad. What a lucky guy - he'll have dual citizenship - American and Mexican. I am nervous - I always am when it comes to government offices and authority figures. I've saved so many documents and photos and medical records and receipts for so long, from even before I was pregnant, planning for this day and hoping that everything turns out okay. All just so I can go on a quick trip this summer to Montana. I am still so sad about Nikis not being able to go with us, all because of the insanity of immigration politics and him not being able to get a simple tourist visa to the States. I am also stressed about the concept of traveling on a plane with a baby by myself - how to change a diaper, how to keep him entertained, what to do with him if I have to go to the bathroom, etc. But first things first - tomorrow and the grand appointment that begins his life as a legal US citizen.
About Me
- Teotihuacana
- Emily Grieves received a BFA degree in art from the University of Montana in 1993, followed by study of art history in Berlin, Germany, as a Fulbright scholar. She lived in San Francisco, California, for 10 years where she began exploring symbolism, mythology, and ritual in her artwork, drawing inspiration from the celebrations and mysteries of life. She has been a practitioner of shamanic healing and hands-on energy work since 1997. As of 2004, she makes her home in Teotihuacan, Mexico, where she has painted murals at the Dreaming House spiritual retreat center and has created a body of artwork influenced by the cosmological imagery left in the ancient pyramids. She guides groups into the transformational energies of the pyramids and into connection with the Divine Feminine. Emily is a certified Intentional Creativity Coach and Intuitive Painting Teacher in the Color of Woman Method developed by Shiloh Sophia McCloud. In 2014, she opened her studio, Taller de Arte El Refugio, in Teotihuacan where she teaches classes to both local women and international visitors. In her art and healing, it is Emily’s intention to create portals to the sacred and to open hearts.
Marco's official soccer portrait
La Virgencita of the Dreaming House
Cactus and Ex-Convento - Acolman's 16th century monastery
A little friend I met in the monastery
Eagle of the sacred portals - Teotihuacan
Eaglepriest - Teotihuacan
Lake near Tepeapulco
The old Corona boat
lovin the soccer ball
Papa y hijo
Bisabuela #2- Marco's favorite greatgrandmother
The best place to hang out.
The hammock