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Mean every word
Every word on here is or once was a piece of me. I mean what I say. I write what I mean. Some stories get twisted in the mix. But I always come back to me. It always comes back to me. One of the hardest parts of wearing your heart on your sleeve is you expect honesty from everyone you meet. You assume that vulnerability will be mirrored, that speaking your truth will invite truth tellers; that someone will handle your unvarnished feelings with the same care. Well, it doesn’t always happen that way. Sometimes people take your openness as an invitation, and sometimes they take it as an…
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Hustle, bustle, and in-betweens
Life is but hustle and bustle sometimes so in the in betweens I find distraction a shooting star, a deep inhale walk for ten miles and then exhale The dazzling light of the city attracts me like a moth east or west, poetry is a sunset, art the subtle contrast against the dark triggers my mind, it picks me up We like what we like, no matter how odd these “meaningless” bits of life, our routines hold our pieces together ’til a new sunrise arrives.
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Showing Love on Mental Health Day
Damaged goods, bruised but not broken, a high-functioning mess — just some of the good stuff we like to call ourselves when we’re aware that something might be off. But notice how there’s still a positive connotation thrown in that description. That’s because we know we’re trying. You might be stressed, burned out, unstable, and it may be an invisible condition, but you’re fighting the hardest of all fights: your human mind. It’s not easy, give yourself credit. On this Mental Health Day, I wanted to join the masses in raising awareness to keep fighting social stigma and promote inclusion and acceptance. Mental well-being has become a very important subject…
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It takes a village to live
Trying to make a point while eating chicken wings doesn’t make it as serious as it should be. But I am serious about what I write today because thoughts have been burning my mind. Trying so hard just te be happy — goddarnit. We all are. But sometimes you wonder why you can’t just get all you want. This kid I teach inspired me. He told me about his dog and how quick his family was to pull the plug. I get it; he does not. Dog was incurable, needed to be put down. “They should’ve let him die naturally,” he said. And deep down I knew exactly what he…
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Embrace the storyteller within
On a cloudy as on a starry night, eyes open wide the mystery, no more a secret, of the formation of the clouds intrigues me as much as the far, far bright specks of light in the sky Night so calm, breeze so warm, the almost distinct sound of homebodies nestling in their couch, a distant sound TV voices in the background from afar, clinking glasses, wooden chairs from closing bars Some dog walkers rush, some just stroll and I’m in the middle of both palm trees’ fronds, like feathers float reaching the moon that shines bright gently touching my face with its light My silhouette fades away the closer…
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Not Another Inspirational Quote – Excerpt
I’m currently finishing up a little book of words of motivation, hopefully inspiration, and encouragement. It’s called Not Another Inspirational Quote: 100-something Relatable Life Lessons. I wanted to give you a little sneak preview, but the phrases are short and I don’t want to give them all away…yet. So here’s part of the introduction to the book so that you know what to expect. It remains a mystery to me how those overused sayings, catchphrases, mottos, or however you label them, somehow have stayed relevant forever and ever. And, of course, inspirational quotes—hated by many, mostly loved by all. The internet is filled with them. Social media can’t keep up.…
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If I Were Lady Whistledown
I can’t lie — I’m a big fan of Lady Whistledown (and that pen name!). In season 2 of the Netflix series Bridgeton, she becomes a focal point, understandably. Once they revealed her identity and her discretion while gathering her stories is shown, it reminded me of myself. Not because I’m a gossiper (like at all!) but because I overhear a lot of conversations that I wish not to be part of — but which I sometimes go back to in my head to build dialogues. Never do I intend to eavesdrop on anyone, but for some reason I find myself in that situation quite a lot. (Anyone remember Eavesdropping…
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Quest for Hardening a Soft Spot
Peeled eyes, clumsy hands stubborn heart, late at night can’t think right, so I write Confusion and fear over a million years that seem not enough for a cluttered mind to clear I sought comfort, a sign in cheesy inspo lines just because they rhymed but answers I can’t find Mind gamers like to play when you’re at your worst when your highs are low when vulnerability shows Ignoring the ache I stay convinced I’ll be okay ’cause I’m hopeless and it’s senseless and I’ve wondered why hasn’t this soft spot hardened? How many times do the mind games need to be pardoned?
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Fools or Selective Memory?
“May your walls come down for the right one” is a mantra of my own that I sometimes recite to friends who find it hard to open up to new relationships. But in reality, it’s a line born out of my own hesitations and my continuous struggle with letting my guard down. In my history, every time I try to let down my guard I’m reminded why I keep the security tight. Open up, and I’m betrayed. Get too comfortable, I’m met with disrespect. Profess my feelings, they don’t reciprocate… And they don’t realize it — that even though my heart hangs on my sleeve, it fights attachment and it’s…
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Some Men
Dedicated to the men who want to have them all and commit to none Too shallow to put a woman first, some men never grow up, making us feel cursed, when it’s because of them we hurt. “Mormonin’ it” all the way, some like to pretend it’s okay to mate a dozen roses for the eternities while you, women, can’t. Some men are scared to seize the day with the one who’s always been by their side; the one who’s cried and tried to make things right; their true ride or die. Some men want to have them all, act like they’re single when they have one at home. And…
