come dream with me

You were my favorite thing about summer 

You brought me back to life 

And simultaneously wrecked me 

“Come on, let’s take a walk” she’d say 

Begrudgingly I’d walk with her 

Now thousands of miles away 

I walk down Pearl street 

And think of her 

I have become her in many ways 

Some I expected, some I didn’t 

And today on her birthday 

As the sun gently fades 

Against the Laguna skies 

I wonder if I’ll be half the mother 

She is & was to me 

Always encouraging freedom 

Always teaching me gratitude

Always putting others 1st 

I used to not think much about motherhood 

After all, it’s easier to go at life alone 

But the older I get, the deeper I realize 

It wasn’t meant to be journeyed solo 

And so as the wind kisses my face 

And a sliver of the moon appears 

I look up and pray for my children 

And my children’s children 

What a gift it will be to be their mom 

Write me love letters from the depths of your soul 

Show me the parts that no one else knows 

When it’s just you and me 

There is no place I’d rather be 

The birds flew south

Chasing warmer weather

Much like my soul

Returning home

To the comfort it knows well

The sound of thunder

Mimics my heartbeat 

When I am around you 

Together it’s pure wonder

The perfect storm of tenderness and heat 

At the right queue

In my mind

And in the world 

Things are continually humming

Which is why I love the peace of late nights 

And the blessings of early mornings 

When most of the world is asleep 

And my thoughts can also sit still 

For a little while 

A "polymath" means a person with a wide range of knowledge across many different fields, and Leonardo da Vinci is often cited as the quintessential example of a polymath because he excelled in areas like art, engineering, science, anatomy, and more, demonstrating mastery across diverse disciplines.

When am I truly myself? Immersed in solitude, Free from the voices of others I find joy in my own company

Burry me one day in the sea 

Under the moss & shells

The sun pierces through the clouds,

Kissing my face with gentle delight.

No feeling compares to this earthly bliss, 

A silent gratitude for the warmth on my skin.

Why do we always crave for more? When will we truly be free? They say, “Attached to nothing, connected to everything.” A sentiment I’ve felt deeply, But who among us is truly unattached? Not one comes to mind.

We’re all entangled in life’s matrix, Bound by strings that weigh us down. Yet it’s our duty to gently loosen them, To move closer to the illusion we call freedom.

We search for who we are And who we’re meant to become.

The glowing clouds move quickly in Kauai 

A symbol that time is constantly moving by 

The palm leaves sway as if they are whispering to each other 

I count my many blessings, something I learned from my mother 

How do we treasure the moments we attempt to hold?

What actions can we take to live brave & bold?

Will we have any regrets when we are grey & old?

Trusting our intuition is where we find the gold

These are some things I think about

Before me there are many different routes 

Neither path or direction is wrong

I get to decide where, for now, I belong 

Choice. It is at times both a terrifying & liberating thing 

I navigate life’s many swells, embracing what they bring

With God as my anchor, each route can be a wellspring 

Like the painted sky, the options before me make my soul sing 

Old soul

Youthful spirit

Divinely connected