True Inklings

I believe in magic. Not abracadabra magic, but the real kind.

The kind that settles in the bones and guides the hearts of those willing to listen and surrender to its ancient wisdom.

True Inklings is a blend of dark, spicy gumbo, sweet potato pie, and homemade wine. A mixture of  the best of two worlds––the hypnotic appeal of living way down yonder in New Orleans and the joie-de-vivre of Southwest Louisiana.

Both cultures, though mutually exclusive,  afforded me the means to put off converting my inner maiden into the completion of womanhood. While suffering the consequences, I also enjoyed a ride I could never have imagined.

Yes, I do believe in magic––the magic that transformed me––a silent, indifferent, yet unrelenting sacred power.

Work in Progress by

     Connie Hebert

     Connie Hebert, BA, MSW               




True Inkling Memoirs

Winter Solstice 2019

Down Mexico Way

There's no Santa Claus in Mexico, and not because the children are naughty. Instead, youngsters receive gifts on January 6th, the Feast of the Epiphany known as Dia de Reyes or Three Kings Day.

In fact, there is no naughty or nice. The little ones are gifted moderately, simply because they are loved. And, forget flashy hype surrounding the season. It doesn't exist.

Navidad here lasts from December 12th until January 6th. The Virgin of Guadalupe is the patron saint of Mexico, and the Día de Nuestra Señora de Guadalupe (Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe) kicks off the celebration. Her saint's day offers as much respect as Christmas Day.

I am so fortunate because the different processions proceed right at my first-floor windows. One in which the  particapants  are dressed in various loony costumes. They jump and act crazy and are so fun to watch.

Christmas with no Santa Claus?

In Mexico children receive gifts from the Three Kings on January 6th.