Musing 11.19.12 (found)

yesterday i was in serious meditation bcuz i was asked for money by an injured solider who was obviously homeless. i didn't hesitate to give him what was in my pocket. i can't understand this country...these men and women sacrifice their lives, families and emotional/mental health. regardless of what you think of the military or government, this is a fact that affects all people on american soil...it's disgusting. not only do we not have reverence for the poor and disenfranchised but also those who uphold the american institution...those who teach and those who serve the american population in any capacity...and those who can change this are not required to be held accountable. in fact, we worship their lack of principles and their wealth in the midst of our own suffering. i salute everyone who works to make a change, no matter how big or small. may the chaos, confusion, disregard, and hate be overturned by real people willing to give, create change and opportunity, dig and get their hands dirty and take it upon themselves to be the difference. regardless!

Musing 11.16.21 (found)

Emotional abuse is so common it's culture. We praise the bully; the one who pulls rank, the unbothered one, the one who gets away with deviousness, treachery and low morality. We push it through generations. Often, the authentic one, the truth teller, becomes the black sheep or scapegoat instead of leader or strategist. How else would you keep them in check? Who would listen anyway? We shame and punish the nonconformist until we can consume them. Whip em into shape and wear down their light.  Who are you to stand up as yourself, for yourself?

Haiku on Joy 10.28.25 (quick write at work)

look deeply within

see that little girl inside

how big was her smile?

Musing 10.30.16 (found)

being real: i have been in the dumps! hard to find joy lately mostly exhausted trying to keep up with myself. i let myself go thru the entire pity party! i did not die! i still showed up for my children (kinda lol the way we show up on the weekend), complained about everything i had to do that wasn't for me ( my children just looked at me like a mental patient and entertained themselves), i wrote that shit ALL THE WAY OUT. every ugly feeling. i cried in my beer on the back balcony (broke but my bills paid yo!) wrote poems that make no damn sense. wore a weird lipstick. i just did not care and let myself be alright with it! TODAY: i got up, put henna in my hair, cooked up some veggies and lentils, drinking good tea and about to do my nails. my children acted like nothing happened. Then, to make it more beautiful, there is a new moon in scorpio for this lunar scorpio! IT WAS ONLY A WAVE. I SAY, WHEN IT COMES: RIDE THAT SHIT FULL FORCE. So what my party started in pity! I changed the song and now you can't get me off the dance floor! happy sunday

Musing: Gingko 10.25.12 (found)

learning how to be comfortable in uncomfortable spaces...i stand, strong and delicate, like gingko.

Musing: Keep it moving. 10.25.15 (found)

when your entire being, even your toenails are ready to create but your life is cluttered with all it takes to sustain a household. everything is work and family. tired of being everything to everyone. i am sooo tired. i still believe in me, regardless! i'll take this moment only. just cuz my window is small to do what i love and sometimes i forget who i am, never ever means i will give up. restructuring time. focus and patience. remembering to accept and love myself as i am right now, each moment. keeping it clear, keeping it honest, keeping it moving.

Musing 10.14.13 (found)

i do not understand people who do not love. i understand pain but i am not a prisoner of it, poisoning all in my path. i choose to love thru pain. love heals masks and crevices and open wounds.