Before you figure out a new place, you’re running on first impressions and feel, influenced greatly by your mental state the moment you arrive. Having done very little research on the Caribbean island nation of Curaçao, (typical of most of my travels), I was running on the little information I’d gathered from my dad. A … Continue reading Falling for Curaçao
Leaning into my own support.
Learning how to be a musician.
Revisiting my birthplace, thirty-eight years later.
Grieving love completely.
A word with many sides. A glimpse into the Puerto Rican struggle.
Space to breathe.
A woman's privilege of surrender.
My hammock smells like an old musty sail. Everything is thick and sticky this time of day, this time of year, as clouds churn and work themselves into sweaty storms. As humans push against the heavy heat to "get it all done" before the sky dumps. Thunder rolls and lets us know how close we … Continue reading Summertime
Cuz I guess they're kinda cool.
Knowing Home 