The Bigger Picture

The fish cannot tell me how to fly for I am the bird. The bee cannot tell me how to bloom for I am the flower. The scientist cannot tell me how to wave for I am the ocean. The mind cannot tell me how to love for I am the heart. Life cannot tell… Continue reading The Bigger Picture


Lucid Dreams

When I cross the finish line, It'll be clear that mother nature has run her course. Clairvoyance of the now, I can foresee. A vulnerable reality. For my meek heart only thinks in terms of accomplished disappointments. There's not enough ointment to heal these wounds, Mind buried in a tomb, Beautiful soul, ticking boom! Blahs. I… Continue reading Lucid Dreams

Rhythm & Blues

I understood her antipathy. For even in my vulnerable moments, I could hardly swallow my own words. And I knew she was different. But somehow the forgotten became the recalled and I blacked out to insecurity where breathing was merely a way of survival and not a way to regain focus. The cycle of cyclones… Continue reading Rhythm & Blues

The Art of Denial

I don't know when I came out of denial. But I know that denial was the crippling justification of any existence. The sheer concept of disregarding the truth or negation of logic as Webster so elegantly puts it. I wonder. I wonder why the reflection of our demons is hard to face. The trivial energy… Continue reading The Art of Denial

As I sit here 

The morning breeze is brisk yet subtle. And I woke anew as I meditated through writing. Palo Santo burned; the aromatherapy to my mind. I sit here awaiting the boil of the water so I can have my tea. My eyes have just fully resurfaced from night. My limbs are slowly building energy to carry… Continue reading As I sit here 

To Ponder or Be Present

I rose to the smell of fresh roasted beans that made their way to the Americas from Costa Rica. As it turns out, it was my good friend Dunkin. Fresh veggies being prepped for a delicious meal. A sore body from the latest HIIT workout. A mind filled with a bunch of ideas. And I… Continue reading To Ponder or Be Present


"I am not my emotions. I simply allow them to pass as I return to a state of being" When an emotion strikes you like lightening, Regroup. As it tries to cling onto your every move, to your every rhythm, Feel it rush through you like morphine of an addicted soul, and simply Regroup. It… Continue reading Regroup

Life in Color 

And she smiles because life is beginning to unfold.  Like rainbows that speak of the quiet wonders of the universe, Sand dunes unshaken by the tides, It aligns like the perfect posture, upright and proper.  Steadfast and free. Becoming one with Mother Earth, The warmth of a thousand suns, The peace of Monét purples, Painting… Continue reading Life in Color