Trust as a last resort

Trust as a last resort

To those of us who weren’t raised in an emotionally safe environment, nurtured to develop deep trust towards life and its gifts, trust might come later, as the only possible outcome in a crisis. We often start trusting when it is the only option left; when the...
My emotions have fired up millions of stars.

My emotions have fired up millions of stars.

My soup is an ancestor of mine. This potato’s potassium filled the crumbled bones of the past. Picked locally by a Mexican migrant worker, Whose soul has animated a great emperor, Whose atoms combined with mine, were once part of the same human body. In the...
On the Alchemy of the Heart

On the Alchemy of the Heart

I was born with a heart flutter, a little buzz in the chest cavity. Before long, I turned the flutter unto an outside object. Usually a boy. When I was two, my heart fluttered madly for my one year old cousin. Then when I was six, it fluttered madly again, for five...
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