Dusk falls and you remember how once you were the child of the mysterious, and now erroneously consider yourself grown up.

The world swaying to the music of sorrow where do we find joy.

Whispering words that sound like a prayer: not yet, not yet, not yet.

I fall in love with words over and over again, as they have certain magic to comfort all my fears, my sadness and heartbreaks.

To look at the world and always find magic. That is my art.

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Sometimes I see the glimpse of myself in the window or a mirror. I pass by thinking who am I now, as I cannot phantom to think who will I be next year. Anything past today breaks my heart, and that is a blessing and a curse.

I will always be love.

Never be silent for things that matter.

To run through sunflower field, to lay under the starry night, to kiss you breathlessly.

I close my eyes and hear your voice seducing me like the whisper from the sea

Something about September starting on a Sunday just feels right. Feels like ease. Feels like alignment. Feels like the timing is right.

Love me, September

We all want to be looked at as we look at the moon and the stars; and to say it with words

I hope I will never stop to live my life with passion and intensity, to freely share my voice, my art, to take risks, to love, without the fear I will fail, without the fear I am too much.

Wild is the wind

My universe

I am a late summer blossom. All woman.

I go to the movies. All the time. Red velvet seats, smell of popcorn, knees and elbows of strangers touching mine comfortably. The darkness and excitement of art unfolding in front of my eyes. Collective sighs and laughter, and holding hands. This is how I survive.

Past six months, I learned to sit with the fear, to let it rob of my breath, and cover my thoughts with darkness. I learned to be kind to it, and not fight it. And I learned to let it go and be brave again to live life with joy.