Candela. It’s the name Caridad hears called out at night. Candela. Her own nickname, “Fire”, for the fire that destroyed her family home at the time of her birth. But now Caridad is 48. Her marriage has fallen apart. Her career in pharmacy has hit a wall. And she’s haunted by her roots, literally. Though born in Cuba, she and her brother were raised in the US, in rural Washington State. Their entire Cuban family had tried to escape by sea, but had been wiped out by the Cuban Coast Guard. The brother remembers. But Caridad has to re-discover it all. Including her own sexuality. When Chachi, an exciting Cuban lesbian, turns up in Caridad’s life, everything she has always assumed is up for grabs. And the constant undercurrent, the constant drumbeat, is the voice calling to her from thin air, “Candela”. It’s her own mysterious spiritual life coming to the fore, a life that stretches from the Native American guardians of her childhood, to the exotic rituals of the Afro-Cuban religion, Lukumi. Her birth right. For Caridad to finally confront being Cuban, she must return to Cuba to embrace her past and throw open the doors to a new future. It’s a story of truth, love, and absolute courage.ess brief description goes here
The Mask of Oyá: A Healer's Journey into the Empowering Realm of Ancestors and Spirits
Not only does Flor Fernandez Barrios write about her path to become a curandera, she invites us into the very rituals of her initiation and shows us how the Afro-Cuban orishas and Mayan deities work in her life as a psychotherapists. Beautifully written, The Mask of Oyá is filled with mystery, suspense and wisdom-an inspiration to us all.
--Maureen Murdock, author of Unreliable Truth: On Memoir and Memory and The Heroine's Journey
Blessed By Thunder: Memoir of a Cuban Girlhood.
In this exceptional and evocative memoir, Flor Fernandez Barrios tells the heatrbreaking story of her childhood in Cuba during the revolution and under the Castro Regime
Blessed by Thunder: Memoir of a Cuban Girlhood
Flor Fernandez Barrios reminds us what we can never forget, that ties to one's homeland endure. When she calls on her grandmother for strength in America, the invisible bonds of all our ancestors appear. This book holds healing words as we begin to restore our relations with Cuba.
--Terry Tempest Williams