#52essays: Woman Thou Art Loosed!

I don’t want to apologize for existing or interrupting your existence. My Beloved said something to this effect a few days ago. I was telling her how that afternoon a student in my Wellness class had sat folded in on herself the entire length of the class, her long weave shading her slouched body and…

#52essays: Look What the Aging Challenge Dredged Up!

I wanted to participate in the 10 year Aging Challenge that is making its rounds on SM. I recalled that I came to FB in 2007, so I went searching for the first photos I posted. I found some but every single one of them was with others. I’m sure I opened the account with…

#52essays: Eternal Nomad Resolution

My North Wind came calling a few days before the New Year, and it’s been blowing wildly about, clouding my vision. I think I am a perpetual nomad at heart, a restless spirit, and any attempts to lay down roots are going against my grain. The price of belonging is high to us nomads. It…

#52essays: Mi Ma Mo Afihyia Pa O!

The song, “So this is Christmas” keeps making its rounds on my playlist and every time it comes on, I really pause and think: “what have [I ] done? Another year over, a new one just begun.” I begun this year joining the #52essays challenge and even though I didn’t do it justice, it gave me something to strive for. I begun this year with a lot of disappointment and upset over the business struggles and I end with a new clientele that has welcomed me. I am nowhere near where I started out this year and for the most part it’s been needed and welcomed changes.

#52essays: Demons

For as long as she could remember she had been dancing to the rhythm of her demons. Sometimes they’d grant her respite and she would feel the illusion of control so much so that she could almost taste normality. Sometimes she would forcibly take her own respite and with wanton abandon refuse to follow her…

#52essays: #Foodie

I think of you often throughout the day But it’s when I sit at my dining table that I think of you the most To say that I love food and feeding people is to speak a half-truth You eat, and you relish in whatever I place in front of you I don’t pray often,…

#52essays: Protestant

I was 26. I had never been to a Protestant Church before. I didn’t even know they were Christians. After the event, I knew they were more Christian than us Catholics would ever become. They said Jesus’ name more times in the four-hour service than I had ever heard in a few dozen Catholic masses….