Everyday I get to make a choice, On which side that I will raise my voice. To judge those with whom I disagree, Or pass them by in compliancy. The guns, the violence it rains it pours, Everyday, seems it’s a little bit more. Just when I think there is…
February 2020~ First Case of Covid-19 appears in Texas, uniformed me, runs around in ignorant bliss. March 13th2020 ~ Texas Governor Abbott declares a State Of Emergency ~ within days this is followed by “Stay At Home and Shelter In place Orders. I decide to stop teaching private music lessons…
“Whatsup? Basura Cat said to me, “Not much,” I replied, “What’s up with thee?” “Not a thing,” she casually replied, As we both watched the moon cross over the sky. “It’s quiet,” she said, as I patted her head, "Most of our friends are asleep in their beds." "But you…
Sitting at my desk, the moon speaks to me through the window, Basura Cat sleeps upon my lap. We chatted earlier about the stance that professional athletes are taking to bring attention to the racial inequality that cast shadows upon our land. I ask The Universe for guidance in helping…
It’s like we were walking our usual life’s walk, you walking yours at your pace, me at mine. Then suddenly a huge gust of wind caught all of us from behind and blew us towards the cliffs edge, the only way to not go over, was to grab the hands…
Not Everyone of every group ever does everything Not every sound of every prayer results in anything Not every sunrise promises us a brand new day Not Everyone agrees with what Everyone has to say A push from both sides, cannot conflict result Nothing is heard when both sides’ scream…
I do identify with the feelings of injustice, of not being on the same playing field as others. I worked for years alongside men who made almost double my salary for doing the same job. As a young woman, I dealt with sexual harassment, asked to do things, which would…
Basura cat came to me most curiously As she placed her paw upon my knee Together we watched the news from our home Being together, than being alone We watched the protest around our land People marching together, hand in hand She said, “Can we go, can we take part?”…
Inspired by a conversation with a 17 year old student who said to me today, "It feels like the world is coming to an end." It broke my heart that he is afraid of what's happening. I told him that he will tell stories of this time of his life,…
One house on the street caught fire, the family ran from the home, grabbing what possessions they may. As they waited for help to come, the father grabbed a hose and frantically tried to save what was his. His neighbors came outside, watching in horror, thinking not of his family,…