We have been reading your book aloud to each other as we drive. On the ferry now for a 16 hour journey and we are marvelling at your words. French fearsome tiny Aztec baby are the last words we’ve  just read and we are looking at each other in amazement. Bravo my darling!!

Reading you on the rainy Alaska hwy. You illuminate our way, our heart, our spirit…even our very souls. You are close with us on this adventure, as we arrive to Innisfree. Your essence is the seed planted in our hearts.

Barbara Raphael, Poet and Life Cycle Celebrant