De Gotita en Gotita

Why getting your dream all at once can feel like too much: My grandma used to say, “De gotita en … Continue reading De Gotita en Gotita

The Alchemy of Your Presence

In my heart I carry the memory of when I first me you. I asked if you were mine; Tita … Continue reading The Alchemy of Your Presence

For my 42nd birthday, I visited a hummingbird sanctuary and the Saguaro National Park in Tucson, Arizona. I have made … Continue reading 42

One day I became conscious enough to ask, “Who Am I?” To which a powerful, but at the time, indistinguishable … Continue reading Whole

Two days prior to my grandma, Tita, dying, she asked Carmen and I to give her a bath. “Escojeme una … Continue reading The Tear of Death

You say you want to go to war. Destroy the enemy. War, against Who? What if you were the daughter … Continue reading Who would you want to go to war with?

PART 1 My grandmother helped me raise my daughter – she was her other mother. The wonderful and beautiful woman … Continue reading Todo Sabe Mejor con un Pellizco de Amor/Everything Tastes Better with a Pinch of Love

She saw in the little boy, Magic. The kind of magic that reveals the secrets of life. And she … Continue reading The Little Boy Who Holds Magic

I want to catch the children when they fall. Tell’em, “You can melt in my arms, chiquito. I’ll absorb your … Continue reading Catch the Children