I have been anxious lately and I have no idea why. I like to think that I have learned not to be however, I am still human. Earlier this week I did pray to God for clarity but it seems the more I prayed the more confused I became, isn’t that ironic, don’t ya think? A little too ironic…
Read MoreWhenever we take a picture, or a sculptor makes an artifact or a painter paints a portrait or a landscape, each of which over time generates scars or marks from years of wear and tear, and yet we still call it art. We ARE beautiful pieces of art, slightly cracked but precious all the same. Extend grace to yourself and most of all, to others too.
Read MoreLet’s be thankful that we’re not where we started, we have a long road ahead to cross, but we WILL cross it! Stay the course and stay strong y’all and also remember that it takes real strength to admit what you’re feeling, there is so much power and freedom in
Read MoreI know that it’s hard to find the silver lining or something to be grateful for. However, if as I mentioned in my previous blog, we are being given a gift even if it requires digging a little deeper.
Read MoreWho would have thought we’d miss the earlier days of quarantine when the pandemic first hit? I certainly didn’t think I would. That’s when it hit me, as dark as something appears on the surface, this is a gift we have been given. We just have to dig a little deeper to find it.
Read MoreHere I sit in my bedroom on the 4th of July wishing I could be outside to watch the fireworks I hear going off all around me. I am free & I’m fortunate that as a Latina for the most part I have all the freedoms this country and constitution afford me. Or so I used to think.
Read MoreIt’s been almost a month since quarantine has taken over and here’s what I’ve learned, you can’t get through it without calling people. I mean, I have the time.
Read MoreI tell myself that the best is yet to come. As days go by in the blink of an eye, I fear the end is near. Hold onto faith my soul cries out. Do not fold, do not cave as you learn how to behave in this new world.
Read MoreI perhaps say this more than I care to count or start off my entries with my overly used phrase…
Read MoreI tell myself that the best is yet to come. As days go by in the blink of an eye, I fear the end is near. Hold onto faith my soul cries out. Do not fold, do not cave as you learn how to behave in this new world.
Read MoreAs I stepped out of the revolving door of work and began my walk towards 40th and 5th Ave, I thought to myself, “yup, Manhattan is home”. Some days I don’t know what to make of this city, and yet I can’t imagine living anywhere else.
Read MoreSometimes I’m a fan of cliches, sometimes I’m not. In the interest of this being a new year and a new decade I’ll do my best to avoid that whole, “new year, new me” b.s. because let’s be honest change doesn’t happen that quickly.
Read MoreI’ve been thinking a lot about what Pastor Carl has been preaching about lately which is the idea that “How you think determines how you feel. How you feel determines what you do. What you do becomes who you are.”
Read MoreAs I stepped out of the revolving door of work and began my walk towards 40th and 5th Ave, I thought to myself, “yup, Manhattan is home”. Some days I don’t know what to make of this city, and yet I can’t imagine living anywhere else.
Read MoreI think I’m starting to understand what “The Clash” was singing about when they wrote this song. They totally were from another city living in the city trying to decide if they should stay or go, right?
Read MoreHere’s the thing, she was a certain age already and all she could think about was him. Where did they go wrong she often wondered? Was it all her fault or was it his? It didn’t matter, she was tired of keeping score.
Read MoreI’ve been reflecting on this year and I’ve stated in my previous blogs how I felt like this year is similar to that of an awkward teenage year or years.
Read MoreIt’s Sunday night and I’ve been reflecting as I often do, perhaps too much and Dolly is playing. Has that ever happened to you? When a song just hits your soul? I mean it feels like a gut-punching jab to the soul in the best way? I can’t help but laugh because these words Dolly wrote and what this song is about is often how I pictured my life in a sense. My actual narrative is a different one…
Read MoreShe didn’t know what it was, instead of having a good time while she was out, all she could think about was him. The next night as she laid on his chest and dozed off to sleep she whispered, “I love you”.
Read MoreAs I was reflecting this entire month as I looked over this last year of my life and I discussed this with my therapist when I said, “I don’t feel like I’ve done anything this year.”
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