Yesterday Mother Sarita or as I called her Sister Sarita left her physical body. My Hawaiian Aunty or kumu (teacher) calls that changing address. She was 98 years old. I still remember the first time I met her. I had only been in California a few weeks. I had been taken under a woman named Mary’s wing and she told me I had to meet this powerful healer. She told me to meet her in the Barrio one evening.

From the first time we met Sarita would always greet me with a warm smile and a big hug. I spoke no Spanish and she spoke no English. It wasn’t until several years after I had completed my apprenticeship that I had someone there to translate her words.

I remember the first day I worked with her in the temple. She asked me to bring her a huevo and I had no idea what she meant. She held her hand up and showed me an oval. I brought her everything I could find that was oval in shape. Finally I heard a voice over the partition say, “She wants an egg.” I immediately brought her one, she never lost patience with me and I learned so much from her.

I studied with her in the 80’s when Miguel was still her student. I know her love, wisdom and gifts live on in the hearts of all the people she touched. Thanks to her love I have dedicated my life to helping people achieve personal freedom.

I have so many stories and wonderful memories of all the ceremonies, classes and healings we did together. Sarita, I love you and my love goes out to you and your spiritual family. I know your spirit is flying high, laughing and dancing in the stars.

With love and aloha,