by NalaWalla | Jul 7, 2018 | ancestors, liberation practice, poems
BONES the architectures of our inheritance are dancing us. Though we may walk deafened through the noisy fray, searching the blather of strangers for a clue. Though wrapped in gortex, we get wet Though stuffed with fois gras, still we hunger Our eyeballs drowned in...
by NalaWalla | Jul 1, 2018 | ancestors, liberation practice
My cats dislike fireworks. And so do I. And it’s not even the fourth of July. Unimpressed by bombs bursting we avert our eyes and continue speaking with firelight, one thousand genial eyes jumping out to join us in their subtlety. The nations crane their necks...
by NalaWalla | Jun 14, 2018 | ancestors, ancestral nutrition, food activism, griefwork, liberation practice
I walk quietly on barefeet through my garden, erupting with summer solstice blooms, butterflies filled to bursting with nectar. I have to expand my ribs….. lower, around the sides…to be able breathe in all this in. To really eat this beauty. I slow...
by NalaWalla | Apr 28, 2018 | ancestors, griefwork, lineage repair, Uncategorized
Sweet Spring swings back round the wheel of the year Chirping frogs and bursting blossoms Lovely lady dandelion with her impossibly yellow mane. Her perky face popping among the grasses Always reminds me of my mother going to her grave adorned in golden garlands Each...
by NalaWalla | Apr 23, 2018 | ecosomatics, food activism, griefwork, liberation practice
GREENWASH DU JOUR: “Farm to Bag” By Nala Walla Today I beheld a bag of pretzels, boldly waving its banner: Farm to Bag???!!!! Call me crazy, but doesn’t this sentiment drastically miss the point? The whole idea behind the farm-to-table movement is...
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