Writer. Mystic. Adventuress.
My purpose in this life to be a catalyst for freedom within and without. Words are my weapon of choice in manifesting this vision.
I write to the rhythm of waves crashing ashore— dear planet, my wish was to witness you more we’re together now, in loving embrace,
The Alchemy of Life
My grandfather was an alchemist, albeit not in the traditional sense of the word. While conventional alchemists work with physical matter and base metals, my abuelo worked in the subtler realms—he was an alchemist of life itself. He understood how to transmute darkness into light, heartache into joy, fear into love.
The Medicine of Dance
“Shake that a**” probably isn’t the first thing that comes to mind when one contemplates inner peace. Yet, this practice has become an essential component of my daily to-do list.
He is the muse. A constant variable, a short fuse. Absence unbearable, the great unknown. Love, out- grown. He is the bass;
A Catalyst for Freedom
I watch the room vodka-soda-liming its way towards an illusory promise of liberation. I want so badly to join them—sobriety sometimes feels like walking through the desert alone. Yet, I stop myself, or perhaps my angels do, as a voice unlike my own, whispers through the chambers of my consciousness:
The Art of Living
Her presence commands the attention of all—she is the sunshine personified. Although generally adorned in dazzling shades of turquoise silks and a 1000-kilowatt smile, those who know her understand that her show-stopping exterior is but a pale reflection of the vastness of her heart.