I've grown up seeing my great grandmother, Babushka (Pattu Balagopal was her full name) wearing a 9yards sari aka madisaar every day until she passed away when she was 97 and I was 18. I feel so blessed to have been exposed to that lifestyle of minimal yet content and cultured living. I still remember she used to have a total of 6 or 7 saris at any given time. How she would sit on the floor in the backyard and string flowers for the gods that she got from her garden, how she would fold her saris in a way it never required ironing. So many memories.. This post is for her.
welcoming my Red Moon 🙏🏾
Feeling into the unseen.
Slowing down naturally,
honoring the winds of change blowing 💨
Grounding in Earth.
ancestors guide the walk through gateways within✨
Healing the wounds of the bloodline.
Old ways are dying out.
Discovering strength in bringing light to the darkness.
Deep heart womb gratitude for sacred sisterhood. 🙏🏾❤️
visionary artist unknown🙏🏾✨
❤️ Happy Birthday, Abuela ❤️
» throwing it back to better days when all we had to worry about was the language barrier — or how clean the kids nails were — or wearing long sleeves to hide my tattoos. i miss this version of my abuela more than i ever knew i would. «
Maude’s great grandkids called her Candy Nanny (for obv. reasons) or 2 Nanny Boo Boo (because when she went to the hospital as an old woman, she had bruises from the IV and McKenzie declared she had ‘too many boo boos’) #greatgrandmother#maude#vintagephoto
We loved having grandma Linda visit us from Alabama this fall break. I miss her already. It was so fun and relaxing having her stay with us. I will always sherish these times with her. I feel so grateful that God has blessed Amelia with two awesome great grandmothers (and me with 2 grandmas). This was an awesome time for Amelia to meet her great grandma Linda L'Hote.