I wanna be like you Silvia. I want to live with the same amount of inhabitation as you while you sing—in the shower, in the kitchen, in the living room or well… anywhere in the house. I aspire to live with the same amount of passion in my life as you carry in every note…Read more I wanna be like you
Love
Learning to Love without Suffering
1 week. This is the time I have to say good-bye, or more fittingly good-bye for now, to a community and city that I have fallen in love with. A mix of emotions fill my body—like water filling the lungs of a drowning person. I feel these emotions overflowing my lungs and my chest. I…Read more Learning to Love without Suffering
Hands- Las Señoras
I spent my Thanksgiving of 2015 in a New York City apartment with NYU medical students. In the morning we watched the Macy’s Thanksgiving’s day parade in person—a dream of mine—especially given that watching the Thanksgiving football game always wins out in my home. I still dream of the velvety overly indulgent banana pudding we…Read more Hands- Las Señoras
Real Social Work- Lorena
My $100,000 diploma may read ‘social work’ but at Education and Hope I am not the social worker. Our social worker calls herself by many names; accountant, community member, cousin, sister, and friend. Her name is Lorena. I think of her as the lifeblood of the program. If the program were a body she would…Read more Real Social Work- Lorena
Latching On
Why do we latch on? Because it’s natural. Because it’s the first thing that we learned to do as infants in a new world. We were a part of our mothers, latching onto their breasts that fed our growing spirits. There closeness fed our need for attachment. We latched for survival. We latched for comfort.…Read more Latching On
But You’re My People- Transition and Longing
Dear My People, You may or may not know who you are. For those who are reading this and are thinking O that’s me it’s because it is. I have expressed it in words, letters, time and warmth. For those of you who don’t know who you are it’s because our passing was one that…Read more But You’re My People- Transition and Longing
Dear You, Whoever You Are
Dear You, Let’s live for today because we aren’t worried about the unknowns of tomorrow. You will come to find out that this is not always easy for me. I won’t have to tell you, you’ll just know. In the silence. In the way my eyes wonder into a glassy existence. You will also see…Read more Dear You, Whoever You Are
