I Am Hopeful Amidst This Global Pandemic.
I am hopeful because this is one more time for us to think about our existence as a human species, which is something we take for granted.
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Merari Fernandez
It Is That Time of the Year Again. {prose poetry}
It is the end of the year in which you were reminded of what it was, how it was, how it felt, how it shaped your understanding of today.
The Crying Mourning of the World. {poetry}
I am holding the pain of the world...
for its failure in believing leaders
and retaliate their failures
against the most vulnerable.
On Navigating Your Privileged Counterparts: Choose Freedom over Fear.
I propose that at these times of fear, rage and disbelief, hold on to the memory of the many who helped you be here today fighting for freedom, liberty and justice.
Holding Our Intuition’s Hand. {poetry}
We could cry together about life.
We could laugh until late at night
about the ways we handled our past,
that which life brought to our hands.
Loving You To Pieces. {poetry}
You know betrayal and lies, you know defeat and shame
You know pain and sorrow, you know very well how it feels
When you aren’t loved... so your doors are closed to love
Honoring The Truly Authentic Part Of Me, And Loving My Darkness.
And believe me, when I say that I love my darkness, I do not mean that I love to suffer.
The Darkness Within You, Unacknowledged… {poetry}
Lack of acknowledgement
does not make it less real,
does not make it less powerful,
less painful.
How Much Do We Know Ourselves?
Kindness and compassion ran to our arms.
When we thought before we did not deserve the journey,
An inner voice kindly whispered,
“Go! Run and grab the opportunity to start over
and forgive yourself again.”
The Day I Befriended My Voice.
As a therapist, I understand we play old patterns in our lives, but it is not on purpose, and we need to be careful when we discuss such situations placing too much responsibility on the victimized person rather than the ones who perpetrated the abuse.