A huger of the mind, a huger of the soul– “find that out about your surroundings” who is who? I have a friend who does both– take care of yourself, I need to connect on that deeper level I am grateful to have found a match, to find when I am not looking, to singContinue reading “Hugs”
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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”
The Human Condition
Alone in my head how did this happen again? Afraid of myself more than anyone else afraid of my mind’s tricks like the devil part of me runs, part of me nourishes. External realities versus internal dimensionality my vulnerability got me everything good and everything bad trust my mind– it is strong, then flies outContinue reading “The Human Condition”
Carry On
Tell me what type of wind would have made you stay, tempted your shallow roots to grow and adventures to remain silent in the mind, considering the heart instead– talk about vulnerability when all you see is mastery even a mindful soul can grow lonely what bit of sun-dipped skin did you need to see, prepared toContinue reading “Carry On”
While Walking
A division in the concrete warrants a bruised knee, some pep in the step, perhaps a quick jump-and-skip; you never want to break your leg but you go on, hoping for the best… Luck was never with me. Luck was always with a friend. And I was neither friend nor foe– what does thatContinue reading “While Walking”
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”
You
So you– you– want to write a poem? Start by walking out your front door and saying hello to every face you meet: bird in the sky, leaf on the lawn, a summer wind falling gently over you and you still– still– want to write a poem? After an over-worked day at theContinue reading “You”
My Mind
At times, I feel nervous– nervous that it is stronger than me. * It can make any situation into a problem, labeling itself a “worry wart” (and who would ever want to be a wart?) this is my fear: * It will change my relationships it will tarnish my career it will make all the beautyContinue reading “My Mind”
Purpose
To live a life of purpose: it is what I desire at the core to observe, to learn to listen, to love to be around those I love whenever I can there will be names to learn at every turn don’t turn your soul away from the very Being it is– I wish to look at itContinue reading “Purpose”
Home
Home is so much bigger than it used to be, now. The plane touches down and part of my soul is granted the peace of knowing that it is back to where it started. But what about yesterday? What happens to the people I met in an across-the-country-state where the sun blooms inContinue reading “Home”
Reaching Joy 