What Are You Trying to Prove?
"Every time I get sick, it feels like God is telling me to slow down and reevaluate my intentions. Recently, I’ve been asking myself: What am I trying to prove? Am I falling into the same patterns of overdoing it, trying to 'do it big' instead of focusing on the simple, meaningful parts of my work? If you’ve ever found yourself stuck in the cycle of striving, ask yourself this: Who does this action serve?"
EMERALD, RUBY & GOLD (Poem)
In my mid-life years,
I savor their stories from the past —
hit ‘Record’ when I can
or type notes furiously.
This is how I keep my parents alive
for eternity.
I venerate my parents
while they are still here on earth
to add ease to my ancestral practice
for future me.
Future generations will know their names,
and through their children,
their legacy.
IF ONLY WE KNEW WE WERE STARS (Poem)
It took the possibility of death to start loving me. Plus a dash of radical honesty, a splash of holy water in the form of tears
GRASP WISELY (Poem)
Take pleasure in the fact that
you survived,
that what meant to kill you failed
miserably.
