If you’ve been following my blog for sometime now, then you probably know that I used to be a stay at home mom. That being so, I had a very good friend that I met when I was pregnant with my eldest daughter Dakota. Her … Continue readingFrom Hasid to Practicing Witch
Today, I thought I would share some poetry that I have been working on as of late and share a pictorial update on how I’ve been doing. Memories Memories Like the time you held my hand Like the time I was not me Like the … Continue readingPoems recently written
The light in her eyes has gone. Once upon a time, she looked at me with light in her eyes and smiled. Now, the light in her eyes is gone. I would tell her of my life, and she would tell me stories of her … Continue readingFor Elizabeth
How we as a society created Joker The other day I finally had the chance to sit down and watch the movie the joker. I’ve been waiting to be able to actually have the time to sit down and watch this movie. So I was … Continue readingYou already know who Arthur Fleck is
Dear Mister Rogers: There are very few television shows that stick out in my mind from my childhood.Growing up with the type of parents that I had, and a Latino home, meant that I really wasn’t able to watch the type of television or the … Continue readingWhat Mister Rogers taught me
We all have that mountain to climb. That sea we must cross, knowing that on the other side, there is something greater waiting for us. In the Bible, god helped Moses cross the Red Sea. Moses waved I’m his staff and the sea was parted … Continue readingIn Faith
On the Dark Side of The Moon On the dark land of the moon Therein lies my spirit My essence is there Find me where the moon dwells Look for me Seek me Offer me words and pretty things And as does the moon I … Continue readingNew Poem: On the Dark Side of the Moon
What I am now Is not what I was Who I am now Is not who I once was The Girl who hung her head in shame and Dared not tell others she Sees the dead and collects tarot cards and owl figurines The girl … Continue readingI am that: I am.
Sometimes our bad choices are based on impulse, based on a lack of sobriety, based on friendships we may have. It reminds me of an old TV show are used to watch it was a very sarcastic clown and at the end of each “lesson … Continue readingOn Choices
You have to kill who you were born to be to be who you want to be. But why is it that often, this is exactly what we do not do? All of my life I thought who I truly am. My entire life, I’ve … Continue readingTo be worried about rainbows