How many days does it take to heal?
I don’t know.
Maybe 100 days 100 nights? Or
Maybe I need 40 days in the dessert?
I honestly don’t know.
So you don’t know when you’ll be ready?
I don’t know.
I’m in winter now.
Maybe when spring comes.
Maybe seeing the flowers and trees open up
Will give me the courage to bloom.
You always return back to your origin
No matter how far you go
How hard you try
It’s like a whisper that keeps drawing you back and in
I teach you to be brave
I hope you are never ashamed to be broken
To raise your fist in the air and scream your pain
Allow your heartbreak to be heard
Never suffer in silence
Never keep your story silent
I hope you speak,
You were never meant to be alone.
Welcome to 2017! Last year came with a lot of accomplishments and changes and tough times, but I am so ready to move forward into 2017. Running list of 2016: decided to dedicate ,more of myself to this blog, graduated with my masters, was jobless, found a job, lost a job, was jobless again, had one of the funnest summers, built great friendships with amazing people, made the decision to be authentic and live fearlessly, found a job I love, moved into my own apartment, ordered my first big girl bed lol, filed for incorporation for my organization, got my first article feature, when on my first solo trip to Miami, travelled to Chile and fell in love with Valparaiso. Idk what’s next (well I have a little bit of a clue) but definitely two things that I want to meditate on this year are self love and being present. I’m so proud of the woman I am becoming and am ready to continue the work that was started in previous years and continue to grow and learn and love more. Cheers to the New Year!!
We crossed oceans.
What a beautiful thing to say about our love.
These dreams felt like a baptism
Conscious stirs pulled me deeper and deeper into submerge
The pressure from being underwater intertwined with being weightless
It was like nothing I could ever imagine or describe
It was alchemy
Breaking into new ground and understanding
Breaking bread and creating common spaces for the self and the soul
Feeling interconnected and yet untouchable, all at the same time
It was a holy contradiction
Tears flow seamlessly into the water;
I didn’t know where one begins and the other ends
Fear flowed into curiosity and then into fantasy
Welcome to the matrix
Welcome to the mystery
The ocean has a way of doing that
Hands down, one of the best shake your locs, roll your body, sweat it out alone in your apartment songs I’ve listened to in a long time. Oh yeah and it’s drop it down low approved 😉 #blessmyknees Enjoy!