spiritual journey
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Lessons from the Wilderness
I have no idea where my life as a writer will go. I’m not even sure if that life exists anymore. Do I continuously try to make things work even when their time is up? Will I ever stop? I learned recently that drifting in the wilderness isn’t about being…
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I’m Always Starting From Square One
I was reading through old blog posts yesterday from when I was in high school. There was one post I wrote on how I didn’t care if anyone read my blog; what was important was that I liked to write and that’s what I was gonna do. Jump forward to…
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A Birthday List From a Girl Who Has Every Thing
What do I ask for when my room piles up with things left unwrapped from last year? Things unneeded–but once upon a time wanted–crowd my closet, my drawers, my shelves. Things and more things. My love asked for a list as if there were empty spaces in our room to…
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Remembering Anna Celia Jimenez
If I could leave flowers at your feet right now, I would. I wish I could’ve talked to you more about deathand how it felt to stare her in the eyes while those around you avoided eye contact. I wish I was drinking Bustelo right now. I wish I was…
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Oh, How I Miss the Mountains So…
It’s funny how the more we get used to things, the more our perception about them changes. When I first moved to the San Gabriel Valley, I would stare at the mountains that were so close to me, imagining my Sensei somewhere out there. The more I hiked those mountains…