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I Am Thankful



As I reflect on this year and all the blessings in my life, I thank God for His gracious love. I am thankful for the gifts and talents given to me by God, my Creator.

These last two years, I’ve grown closer to God and am embracing who I am becoming,Β  loving myself because He first loved me, healing through past pain. I am a firm believer in prayer and staying faithful in God’s goodness.

This year I prayed for the opportunity to expand in my passion and purpose in writing poetry, being a poet, and more than anything to be a blessing to those who read my poems.

In the last few months I’ve focused on my purpose for my upcoming poetry book and as I am transforming into the woman God created me to be, I can see the vision of my book becoming, as I too am becoming.

I’m humbled and thankful for having my first poem published in The Black And Latinx Poetry Project by Alegria Publishing.
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I’m thankful for the weekly workshops by Davina, meeting other creative souls and sharing our passion in writing and poetry, for supporting and encouraging each other.

I’m thankful for my family as they support me through my poetry journey.

I’m thankful for the blessings of friends, for my praying friends, my friends that support me and push me to always do my best in all I do.

Thank you for my community of followers and supporters, for reading and embracing my work.
I am growing for you all.

πŸ₯° Thank you and Happy Thanksgiving!! πŸ₯°

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Ode To Mi Gente

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So blessed and honored to have my poem, “Ode to Mi Gente” published in a Anthology Poetry book – The Black And Latinx Poetry Project. This poem is in honor of my parents and our Mexican culture. It’s based off my life growing up in North Carolina. It holds a special place in my heart ❀️. Thankful for my family and friends who have been supporting me along the way on this meaningful project..more to come πŸ™β£οΈπŸ’–

A Special thanks to a dear friend for your support and encouragement 😊 And the many times you said, “Okay Go” haha 🀣🀣



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In My Mother’s Kitchen

Pancakes and Bacon – Yes, Please!

My mom’s kitchen is a special place where love and magic mix. She’s a prof chef by standards of practice. As a child, I remember my mom getting up early mornings to make my siblings and myself a hot breakfast as we would stand in the cold winter mornings waiting for the school bus.

Home-made cooking is her specialty – it comes to no surprise, she has a green thumb, so anything she puts her hands in either grows magically or tastes like heaven.

As a mother of eight children, being a caretaker, cook, jack of all trades – has been her career for the last forty years. I say career because like any  career you learn the skills and knowledge to become proficient at your job. It’s a daily routine per say.

Routine: Performed as part of a regular procedure rather than for a special reason. (Google Definition)

Recently I was over my parents house for breakfast – my mother of course in the kitchen with my sisters and myself. All of us cooking – yet my mother knew tricks to the trade to be efficient in the kitchen. I wanted to take out a plate for the bacon, my mom said, ” put a napkin down beside the pancakes (she already had a tray full of fluffy pancakes) and place the bacon there”. Why didn’t I think of this easy solution, a no-brainier. My younger sister said something that had me thinking, she said, “this is her career”, and as fortunate as I am to work within an office setting as my other siblings. My mother’s career as a caretaker, cook, jack of all trades – paved and paid the way for us. I cannot expect to enter her kitchen and have the same skillset and experience as her. In essence none of can because she allowed us to pursue an education, to explore the possibilities of our independence as women. However, it’s in her determination and hard-working mindset that we carry her legacy as a strong woman.

It was in the kitchen that we learned the value of what it means to have a genuine routine – she does not cook for a special reason, rather she does it because she herself sees others as special people to care for and feed. After decades of cooking – she’s a leader that doesn’t sit and watch, rather show and explain why as she knows a better way. You can add leadership skills to her already full resume. In my mother’s kitchen you may eat a delicious meal – but leave with a valuable lesson if of course you pay attention.

Reflections – Self Love Journey

You are responsible for your actions good or bad… live and learn… listen to your mentors, be grateful for those who check up on you or remind you to keep going… pray for your friends who give you wisdom to live by…those who pray for you when you reach out…

Self inventory….Has much as it pains you to be still with yourself…you have to do it in order to grow in each season…
Listen to your inner self…Make peace with yourself and others….
Forgive and let go…

Pray…for guidance…for clarity…
for strength to get through each day….each season…but learn through the process…Take the positive out of each situation….

Love yourself…More than anything… love yourself above all else!! No one can make you happy as much as you can in doing and being true with yourself!!

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Woman of Color, of Strength, Lead us….

As Latina women, we are not given much of a safe place in our community to speak the truth….tell our stories…share our pain, our struggles, so that the next generation will not repeat it.

We are told to put our heads down or turn away, to be stronger…

Yet we are raised by strong women: grandmothers, mothers, aunts, sisters, girlfriends, etc.

We are taught that our value as a woman is by default to be a wife and caretaker… which is a beautiful thing.
However, not all follow this path…be it by choice or circumstances.

To be a woman is not to be labeled, to be set by boundaries, to be held by standards, it’s to live and love the body and person who you were created to be.

As women, we are to live in a way that builds us and our communities, our younger generation, to be a positive role model. To share our stories, to guide them, protect them. To live in faith and love.


~ “No! I won’t be defined by your statistics.
Labeled by a standard, but by who?

Woman, Stand up! Speak up!
Woman of color, of strength….
Lead us…” ~ S 2020