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"Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of the moon." Rumi


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Fellow bloggers, readers, friends and family,

I have neglected you. I miss my days of ranting and rambling, provoking thoughts and amateur photography. How I long to interact with you on a deeper cyber-galactic level, to share my experiences, thoughts, dreams and well, my art. I apologize for diluting my posts these past several months. I’ve replaced your pulp-filled natural juice glass with ordinary sugar water, but you deserve fresh linguistic concoctions of reflections with a healthy dose of inspiration and a dash of insanity. Life must take its course though, and as of late, the wind has blown me in different directions. I promise to not leave you permanently, to make up for the time I have been away in other ventures. But know that you hold a special place in the vast, warm ocean that is my heart.

Sincerely,

The one and only Moon

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Big Mama

“Big Mama has three sons of her own, Christopher, Brennan, and Sam. The Reed family experienced hard times of its own after being abandoned by the boys’ father when Christopher was only one month old. “We lived in a fish market for a while,” says Sam, “so we know what it’s like to have no home.” Brennan added, “Our experience made us realize how important it is to help others in need.” All three of Big Mama’s sons help out in many ways, from directing the Boys’ Step Team and running errands to driving neighborhood kids to school each day.” [Team of Life]

Last year, I had the pleasure of honoring Big Mama with a poem during the tenth anniversary Christmas toy drive and fundraiser for her nonprofit organization, Team of Life. Their mission is to simply give back. They do this by becoming involved in the lives of youth in the community. Many have no stable homes, some have been school drop-outs, others seek for parental guidance / role models, etc… they also provide transportation when needed. They mentor and donate school supplies, clothing articles, food, toys and provide shelter for those who need it.

This year, The International Holistic Center, whose partnered with Team of Live since last year, has asked me to recite my poem once again for Big Mama, tonight! I am delighted to be part of this event once again.

Here is a photo taken from last year’s event which was printed in The Sun Sentinel Newspaper. I am the one in pink, on the bottom of the page.

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And the poem as follows…

Like the might and size of an eagle

As it soars through the Heavens,

So is your heart as is spreads abundantly

To become an extension of our future.

Dismantled yet shaken you were not.

Your passion to battle misfortune and betrayal 

Kept the sun shining through your overcast days.

Your brave soul and will to survive made you stronger,

And here you are:  a mighty woman.

You carry the titles of

Mother, father, mentor

Activist, leader – an angel even.

You. Are. Powerful.

Because you saw the forest for the trees.

See, you possess a green thumb

In this garden of life where our children

Run wild and resources are scarce.

But you aspired to inspire our youth

Through your blood, sweat and prayers.

Only truth has transpired from your work.

Only good has been reaped

From every seed that you’ve sowed.

Only pure growth can come about

From someone who devotes as much time,

Effort and love at the drop of a dime,

Such as you.

You. Are. Love.

Because you’ve whistled past the graveyard.

Like a minstrel in the spotlight,

You are a blessing to life.

How can one conceive the immensity

That is your heart?

You’ve made yourself readily available

To kids whom others have overlooked.

You’ve tended to their necessities;

And despite being misunderstood,

You’ve shown compassion through your interaction.

Adversity was of no hindrance to the faith you gave.

Big Mama, through prayer your strength transcends.

Your community outreach rises above preaching

For you’ve centered your teachings on the quality of life –

On dreaming in grand scales and seeking truth.

You’ve introduced meaning to the existence of our youth.

Fortunate are those to be part of you.

Thank you for being Big Mama,

Thank you for being Team of Life!


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Her and I – Ms. February & Ms. July

My sister and I have not so many things in common.

But the ones we do, however,

Play an important role in both our lives.

Well, only some…

For instance,

We are both artists.

She’s a visual artist:

Sketching

Print-making

Painting

Sculpting (somewhat)

Crafting

Designing

*there are more subcategories but don’t remember them*

I am a performing artist –

Trained Dancer:

Ballet / Pointe

Modern

Jazz

Tap

Spoken Word Artist:

(Poet)

Writer and Performer

Musician:

Keyboard (some)

Actress:

Theater (some)

But on our most intimate of times,

Whether at home

Or out and about,

We always find time

To enjoy one of our

Favorite pass-times:

Drinking tea.


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Oh brother!

Today my brother turns a year older, which means we are no longer the same age. You see, he and I are only 11 months apart. So,  for only one month and two days we are the same age every year.

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*This is us at The Red Cross after our long, 3 month journey migrating from Nicaragua to South Florida. Can you guess which of the two is me?

Like many siblings (I assume), my brother and I have had a love/hate relationship. But after growing up and no longer residing with each other, we’ve grown closer and understand each other more than we ever thought possible.

As toddlers, we were inseparable! I think he secretly wished I was his younger brother. But after turning 9, everything went down hill. During our high school years, we never spoke to each other, even though we had the same group of friends.

But after he enlisted in The Marines, everything changed. He was gone for a few years and that only brought us to communicate, mostly because our parents made us. But eventually, we realized how much we had in common and how much fun we can have together.

I cherish my brother very much, and I’m glad that at this moment of our lives, we are growing together, still with some undeniable differences though! And perhaps because his daughter resembles me and reminds him of me when I was her age, he secretly cherishes me more than before, or so I’d like to think!

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Happy birthday to my almost twin brother! ♥