When I spent some time in Paris last summer, I took a baking class for macaroons and instantly desired a life working in a bakery. I mean, how serene it must be to work with kind and enthusiastic guests always enlightened in your presence, with the constant of sweet aromas…

Or I promise, you don’t need to bring it — Recently, I’ve found a new love for packing a carry-on. I’ve been craving spontaneity and innovation in my life, so I quit my job and bought a carry-on. That sounded way less riveting than I thought it would… Nonetheless, a new adventure soon awaits as I seek endlessly for a…

I reach out to turn a golden knob clung to a door that’s always been so far away that it often resembled something of the imagined. The door creeks, opening before me an enlightened path barely visible through a dense fog. I am here, and for once, starved for what’s…

Wake up Strip yourself bare in receptivity Free yourself of certainty or what you’ve lied to yourself in believing is certainty Wake up quickly or you’ll miss it too On the edge of spring The sun has made love to the Earth and she’s blossomed in vibrance Wake up the crystalized mosaics beneath the water’s surface won’t last forever Ménage of cotton will soon take over the sky Wake up, I beg —before it be too late

Ice crackles as bold-amber coffee pours to its commencement of morning. Croissant crumbs bounce from the croissant of my choosing to a ceramic plate of white. The million-dollar question remains as to which I chose (always almond, always love). My last few posts have been along somewhat heavier topics for…

And how to know who your people are — My Nana used to say, “Tell me who your friends are, and I’ll tell you who you are.” However, this was always translated to me by my dad. Aside from getting my birth year prominently tattooed on my arm, I deeply regret not learning more Spanish before she passed. She…

I love a good Sunday morning — the birds rejoice in the warmth of unapologetic rays, awaking me gently to a day of ease ahead. Sundays remind me of all the simple things, remind me to slow down, and help me feel refreshed as I shed myself of the week…

The love of nature. — I desire love I dream of being kissed amidst my most vulnerable of forms So, I expose my weary skin to the morning sun I desire the most gentle caress of hand to my complexion amidst a quiet night So, I close my eyes and breathe deeply as the wind…

So, recently I’ve been listening to podcasts because I’m tired of thinking. I’m trying this new thing where I fill my brain with good and varied things to have fresh (and healthy) thoughts instead of repetitive ones that keep me in the same place I was months ago. I’m also…