An August Sunset “Creating is the natural opposite of destroying; creative action neutralizes destructive impulses.” -Kathleen McGowan, “The Sources of Miracles” Lately, the desire to create for me has been depleted. There are days where I feel that posting a photo on Instagram is enough to count towards creative expression. There’s a sense of guilt … Continue reading An August Sunset
Behold, I baked a few breads. Bread and I are frenemies. My first attempt at bread years ago turned into a devastating situation. He was a pathetic little soul that came out of the oven better suited as border rock in a garden. The second attempt wasn’t any better, and he too, met the qualifications of a door stopper. I told myself there’s no point in attempting to accomplish this task when clearly I had no business trying. Plus, it’s carbs with a tendency to squatter on parts of the bodies for years claiming real estate for life.
Garlic Necklaces There were a few moments in my life that I’ve witnessed a hysteria of some sort. They seem to be the kind of memory that etches into that part of the brain similar to when someone carves their name or a statement on a wooden picnic table. The next person who chose to … Continue reading Garlic Necklaces
Metamorphosis CocoonI’ve been in this cocoon state for awhile now. I’ve acknowledged that I have been otiose at my writing, and I’ve used excuses over and over again about how there are experiences in life that have yet to be experienced. Yet, there is real estate in my mind reserved for the continuous concoction of … Continue reading Metamorphosis
Snow has arrived in Fairbanks, and its arrival covers all what was left of this past summer. I have been neglecting what I love to do most. The thing that allows me to breathe in the purpose of my existence. We all do that from time to time. But, I have been taking advantage of … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: The Colors of This Alaska Summer
A few months ago, I had a dream. I walked into my closet only to find a version of myself standing at the end. She (or I) was wearing my favorite black turtleneck, black pants, and an oversized peacoat. She was looking straight at me with a look that I know quite fondly. It’s … Continue reading Another Trip Around The Sun
Let me tell you a story. Several years ago when my husband and our family moved into our first newly built home, we decided to plant several perennials around the house. Perennial plants return year after year and are low maintenance. I found them rather endearing since Alaskan winters are the most brutal, and yet … Continue reading Anattā Anātmam
My sisters and I were only children when we first learned about the baby boy in church. I was about 7-years old, Jackie was about 5 years old, and the twins were only toddlers. We were living in Cavite City, Philippines at the time. The baby boy in church wore elaborate and sequined gowns, … Continue reading Santo Nino, and Heaven Points.
To acquire stillness in the mind is a difficult practice for many of us. The way we tackle our daily routines have led all of us into becoming multitaskers. Its difficulty isn't in the attempt to find the time to seek such stillness--it's the ability to recognize when it occurs that makes it difficult. … Continue reading Stillness.
Merry When I gift wrap the presents that are placed under the tree—my playlist is actually all hip-hop and rap songs. One year, right before Christmas, I ordered a red sweatshirt that had “Gangsta Wrapper” written on it. My family thinks I’m listening to Christmas music, when in fact, I have my earphones on and … Continue reading Merry, Bright, Anew, Proposal.
The Echo Muse 