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In Golden Hour

Unspoken pain rolled dense like the snowDrifts deep and wide that line streets we knowWhen it’s too painful to even thinkInto the couch and phones we all sink Anchors of false famil’yar stillnessWeighted by the lead of doubt’s illnessSit and sink and dream of futures lostPain compels stagnation at all cost Until sinking burnsIn golden… Continue reading
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Hot Take: Deciding On Self

One of the most powerful skills I have started to acquire in the quiet meditations and fortuitous interactions along the path of Life Yeet 2025 is how to face myself in a balanced way. Addressing the good, the bad, and the in-between helps make decisions toward growth and movement – toward a fulfilling life. Decision-making… Continue reading
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Blog: Averting Capsize

I wrote this blog using voice-to-text two nights ago and have edited it and added to it for clarity. I’ve always liked thunderstorms since I’ve been old enough to no longer be afraid of their power but instead enthralled by their majesty. Nonetheless, I get chronic migraines from pressure changes and from stress, particularly when… Continue reading
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Grave Reminders

Fallen feathers whiteNestle in the greenOf grass by rain renewedFallen from sure wings That soar above the cloudThat float atop the graveOf rippled waters darkThe surface of the lake The song they make is drownedBy lapping at the shoresConcealed by waves that whisperPrayers of wanting more Jeweled dragonflies can hoverOn the winds that push my… Continue reading
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Become

Dim skies meet grey eyes And lashes dance for rain Downpour once more Pooling puddled painOvercome with grief restrainedCloud breaks no escapeAnd mem’ries soak the droughtCoiled back sobs crackLetting it all outOvercome with loss and doubtTruth loud must ring proudAnd silence won’t resistOld songs play onThrobbing sounds that shiftOvercome with memory’s blissLight finds new timelineAnd… Continue reading
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Blog: Sails as Projector Screens

Sequencing the vignettes of this time in my life is challenging, as there seems to be little coherent narrative. There are extraordinary scenes, short and vivid, that even when put chronologically tell no story. They’ll paint a landscape, or a collage of moments, gathered in the interstice between life phases. There seems to be little… Continue reading
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Alchemeyes

Perdida the lossVoid left when you’re goneHerida the woundNostalgia held on Transmute pain to goldEach lesson beat hardCáete and foldReveal ev’ry card — When all are gone whoHastened this demiseAlchemize — ComprometidaIt’s one shovel lessAlma sufridaSuffers loneliness Ti mismo salv’rasPain’s lessons repeatTu alma gast’rasTo make snapped ends meet — And when days are doneWho sold… Continue reading
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Blog: Carrying August’s Warmth

August of 2024 is when I knew my life needed to change, profoundly. In the interest of balanced and honest recounting, it did not always feel desperate and miserable. There were periods of comfort, familiarity, kindness in the time leading up to that first true Tower moment. The ease and security of pleasant periods held… Continue reading
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Dawn Star

Dawn star, so farHolding last of nightDark cloud, East shroudsHope in morning light Last call, night fallLetting magic leaveLost sense, silenceBreaks the old belief If only I could sleep Let go, low blowsLosing last of fightRising, mind singsAll will be alright Mourning dove, morning loveRising to ascendTime steals, revealsThis is not the end If only… Continue reading
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Blog: August’s Open Skies

The journey to the next Port of Call was comparatively brief, but the lead up so intense that I once again feel held together by thin wire, and I can barely stay standing. I consistently find myself swearing and wishing I could magic my belongings into a bag of holding. Instead, soaked in summer’s stickiness,… Continue reading