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  • Growth

  • my eyes (only)

  • Ancestral Trauma

    It has been too long, but long is never gone, for tomorrow, no matter how long, shall arise once again as long as your essence allows it! Today, I sit in a memoir of my own life. A reality of hurt and pain. A reality of my ancestry. A reality of truth. Thoughts of my…

  • Papa

    What a beautiful site: He sat in tanned clothing, He was as handsome as can be with a clean shavened face. He wore the same paint stained watch I remembered as a child. Eloquent in an unfamiliar sitting position as he spoke of an intellectual topic. I gawked and took in every inch of his…

  • Another Year….

    Another year to depart from and say good-bye to, it was fun, it was sad and it was happy! A new year to embark on to renew yourself, to say bye to the old and hello to the new. Are you ready? Are YOU ready? I can’t hear you!! ARE YOU READY!!!!!????? (“ahem” as I…

  • How Do We?????

    How do we know so much about this place? Navigating? How can we jump into water and swim? Holding our breath? How do we depart the womb and breath? Crying? How are we aware of reality? Spirituality? Consciousness? Life? Hmmm…. #justthinking

  • Night Skies

    Night skies, Twinkling lights, Moon kisses, Hypnotizing….    

  • Quarantine Words

  • Mother.

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