Stories

Waves of story – that is an emotional life… trauma informed you have to mentally be still, learn to see the busyness in your body, in your mind, practice often, even though it isn’t fair you were born into a god damned patriarchal, capitalistic, racist, classist, sexist, homophobic society that favors my white Latina skin,Continue reading “Stories”

through my window

the intersection of tree and sky, the lines  they paint across pale blue horizons  while two black specks of bird chase each other. *** Truth, expanding over snow-dipped houses– it will never be found beneath my pen. *** the earth knows things my mind cannot see. *** but I can still sit back, exhale, and soak in theContinue reading “through my window”

Eclipse

One must read the signs carefully, my child– it is not every day the sun and moon touch lips and then part ways.   Do no let one chase the other in vain– follow their footsteps into the sky and realize your own emptiness, your own infinity, your own basic goodness stretching out like aContinue reading “Eclipse”

The First Day

The day I sat and looked in the mirror I stared: I was looking at me.   But it was not me that I saw.   My pupils rounded, black trench coats preparing for summer rain my skin relaxed after the ebb and flow of the day I dared not move for there I swearContinue reading “The First Day”

The Same

I am everything; I am nothing.   You are everything; You are nothing.   So often we forget you and I are the same.   Let the world open it’s front door, back porch, wind blown hair and feel the essence of Being.   Let it be known that all associations and ideas are nothingContinue reading “The Same”

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