Friday, September 25, 2015

About a man

“You haven’t given me much idea of __________. Would he object to your working—outside the house I mean? Excluding personal charm, which I assume, and the more conventional virtues which go with success in business, is he his own man? Has he any force of character? Or imagination and generosity? Does he read books? Has he any leaning toward the arts and sciences or anything beyond creature comfort and duck-shooting? In short, has he the possibilities of growth that would make a lifetime with him seem attractive? These things don’t appear later—they are either there latently or they will never be there at all.” 
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
What a good letter. My dad didn't give me much advice about men. He showed me how to live life for myself, and I think that is indirect advice on men -- that I shouldn't wait or want someone to come make my life better, that it is my right and my responsibility to do so myself.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Lo leí por ahi

Me preocupa la gente que dice que anda buscando el amor, como si el amor ya estuviera por ahí listo y terminado. Como si existiera un amor enlatado, un producto diseñado que eliges en algún escaparate. Se han creído el cuento del amor prefabricado que nos venden en las películas de domingo en la noche o que nos cantan en la radio. Uno no busca el amor, uno lo construye... - Carlos Arturo García Bonilla

Tuesday, August 04, 2015


That's how I feel right now. I asked my best friend if she's mad at me because of something that happened last week, after which she's been very short on contact with me. So I asked this morning. In a text message. She said no, in the same short manner she's been answering me for over a week. And then, a bit later, she sent a big message saying she didn't want to think about my question because it brought her negative energy and she didn't want to deal with drama.

She's been trying to cut off the drama from her life. 

But in my understanding, drama is not the situations that you front or the conversations that you do or do not have, but rather the attitude you have when dealing with those situations or having those conversations. 

So I felt dismissed. 

A bit like I've felt all these years, waiting for a fix to that which is out of my control. 

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

The meaning of gone

At the mention of waves,
you came to me.
The sea
it brings you to me.
All the moments in my head
came to me
like a tsunami.
One after the other.
At night, when you taught me
that saltwater heals.
At sunset, when you taught me to float
to be free
and let the sea rock me.
At noon, when we swam at high tide
with fish and fishermen by our side
when I went over your head
and you felt my feet above your head.
In the morning,
when the tide was low
and the walk to the water seemed eternal.
I will always miss you, papi.
And the sea will always bring me to you.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

"5 days of" in 2015

This year I decided to do several things instead of new year's resolutions.
I have some big things
and I have some little things.

The big things:
- I'm translating my favorite book to English
- I'm eating healthier
- I'm speaking things into existence
- I'm painting more

The little things:
I am doing 5 day challenges. I wrote a whole bunch of things on pieces of paper and put them in an empty tissue box where I pull out a new one on Monday (or Tuesday, if I'm not in the office on Monday) and then I have my challenge for the week. I'm posting them on instagram under #5DaysOf2015
So far, I have gotten this done:
- Mailed 5 handwritten notes
- Discovered 5 new bands
and this week is - 5 days of yoga
This is all in an effort of making my weekdays count. The years, after college, have just been going too fast. I think it's because I get stuck in routines. They are lame. I'm shaking things up.

Monday, December 29, 2014

Ending 2014 in a good note

I shouted out to God, to the Universe, to the air.
I told no one what I wanted, out loud. 
I told myself. 
And it came to me. 
It came quick and big. 
A tsunami wave of what I asked for.

Words have power.

Thursday, August 28, 2014


Tomorrow will mark 2 months since the breakup, but I thought it was THREE MONTHS. LOL. Man, time is flying.........  just like I've been in the last month or so. Maybe more than a month. I don't even know. I've been gifted with so much travel this year. Let's see if I can do a recount of this year in travel:

February 22: Tulsa for Imagine Dragons w/Naked and Famous show.
April 25 - May 4: Portland, OR / Seattle, WA.
June 5-8: Wakarusa.
June 21: Tulsa Aquarium and Zoo
July 3-7: Indianapolis, IN / Chicago IL
August 11-18: Las Vegas, NV / Denver, CO
August 22-26: Washington, D.C.

And here's the upcoming that I know of:
September 5-8: St. Louis, MO for Loufest
Mid-September: Washington, D.C.
November 16th: Houston, TX

I have been so happy. I've been to so many airport. Detroit, Chicago, Atlanta, Denver, Las Vegas, Indianapolis, DCA... I love it.

And time is going by so fast. But adventures slow it down. I like slow time.

Wednesday, July 02, 2014

A first, but not a first

I'm going through my first official break-up. Although, it's not my first heartbreak. It's interesting how that works.

And what I am realizing is that life doesn't get easier as one gets older, but the awareness that there is no use to feel sad or cry more than needed, that awareness... that awareness is powerful. Knowing that life is going to get better and this is just temporary and that life doesn't give us much time so we better not waste it.

I joked with a friend, that I'm moving through the grief stages really fast (it's only been three days or so, we broke up on June 29th, although it was coming all along). Sadness, madness, shopping (that's a stage, that's totally a stage). But mostly I'm focused on being awesome. Like Barney Stinson, but not like Barney, of course.

Let's see where this takes me.