“Good morning. The sun is 93 million miles away her light takes 8 minutes to find you each day. You are on purpose.”

The point is that I loved.

The uncharted territory of the western amazon is called the mother of god.

When I was six I fell on a broken window. Once I realized no one was coming I stopped screaming and pulled the shard from my middle. This is life for some of us. This has been life for me.

The most revolutionary act women can do is take back the life that belongs to you.

My entire life I’ve waited for a man to teach the world how to treat me and if he’d step in and convince them all.

I should now admit I once made a fake account just to talk to you once more.

It finally happened like I thought it might I run into you.

Hour 36 of labor. I pull at god’s necktie dig a hole at the hospital floor.

You can’t go to a kindergarten teacher after me.

One tornado I lived through got the house.

The argentinian kisses me on a beach in tulum.

May my children never read this.

You’re rolling me in coffee hands I’m u-turn smoked rubber coming back- oh I’m spent, ask on the still.

When I reached for what I wanted, they said I left my needs behind. But if all birds need is on the ground why then do they fly?

Oh the salt water I had to sweat to realize there was an ocean inside of me.

I found my old diary tonight. A brokenness I had forgotten pen pressured so deep it punctured page. I ran my fingers over my words and there inside ridges black I found a little girl desperate for someone to save her, desperate for the very woman I have become.

The darkness feels like home. And the truth is, I’m tired.  I can’t pretend like there’s light anymore.

Even in darkness, your light burns with the cosmic energy of a thousand falling stars.

Let each dawn find us courageous, brought closer, heeding the lights before the fight is over.

Before a big event, I usually go to church and light a candle for St. Sebastian, who is the patron saint of athletes.

I wish to spend a lifetime near a lighthouse where loneliness will be the glimmer of luminous prancing upon ocean waves… rising and falling only for my breathing.

Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.

We all walk in the dark and each of us must learn to turn on his or her own light so we can see the bright side of everything.

If no pain, then no love. If no darkness, no light. If no risk, then no reward. It’s all or nothing. In this damn world, it’s all or nothing.