Duende: My Father’s Last Breath. {poetry}
Though generally the word has a modern context of a person’s unspoken charm or passion, and indeed, my father had those qualities, Lorca’s meaning applied to me.
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Branches: Trying to Find Reason Behind This Madness. {poetry}
As I tried to find reason behind what had happened, something within me clicked. All the sorrow I felt in my heart changed into gratitude.
Feel Everything: Day-After-Birthday Letter to Me and You.
Grant your soul permission to be here, to feel everything. Navigate with your heart as compass, intuition as guide, soul as travel partner.
When We Can Do Nothing Else, We Wait. {poetry}
We wait for the world to go back to normal, to be able to meet and greet each other like old times, to be able to breathe freely.
Acceptance: The Act of Jettisoning. {poetry}
Acceptance is the key to healing and surviving. It demands honesty about one’s failures, abilities, weaknesses, situations and mistakes.
Morning Dew on Blades of Grass. {poetry}
Recently, at a time when I was processing feelings of grief, I found my way outside early in the morning... I felt blinded by my pain.
Afterfeel: Another World Beneath My Eyelids. {poetry}
In this world, there is my golden city and there is its womb being torn open and bursting... There is screaming. In it is a cold August.
Inland: An Inner Journey. {poetry}
The journey to take in this lifetime is to hold our inner selves near. It’s a paradoxical quandary, because we must go in to get out.
Perspective: We Don’t Know Stories That Are Not Our Own. {poetry}
These are the stories I do my best to write. What this poem means to me is not what it will mean to you, and that makes it powerful.
The Unthinkable Choice. {poetry}
This poem expresses the deep anguish and guilt I felt during the time I was trying to reach a firm decision about ending my marriage.