Letters to Veronica

You are complete
Yu are powerful
You are kind

You are love and lovable
You are cracks and wonders
You are beauty as you are

You are passion and insight
You are dreams and sweat
You are possibilities

You are pain and darkness
turned light

Tu eres las mujeres que vinieron antes de ti
y las que vendrán

Tu eres los hilos de las historias
Of your story

You are the strength of the threads in tension
and the relief of the next page
You are the brief moments of love
in a lifetime of fighting and pain


You are the welder that outgrows brief moments into days
hours, and years of light

You may not believe it now
But I promise you

I am living proof of that

You are not the reflection coming at you from the mirrors of this world
You are the bright lights that you meet when you close your eyes

You are the full, shinny moon above you and the soil caress your feet
You are the loving gaze of the souls around you and within you

You are
You are

You are the tears dried up in your cheeks as I write this poem
You are my loving gaze telling you not to worry
The pain will go away
You will push it away
You will
You did

You are

Endings and Beginings

Flashback 2005
Fastforward 2016

So much has happened 
So much heartache and tribulations

Navigating a world structural designed to push you away

Having to fight back over and over, and... over
Not out of choice really

But then the non-choice becomes a choice
You turn it into a choice 
Ploughed my way through it all 

Of course my plans were nebulous. I had no plans in fact. All I knew, all I had was a strong internal voice telling me that I needed to detach from that place of belonging, that I needed to leave my 'safety', and that in this way I would somehow build a version of myself that I would be comfortable with. 

In many ways, being a woman outside the box of the cultural expectations meant a confinement that I could only escape by leaving.

My escaping enterprises

And the power of hand sight and one day after the next

Because time writes in itself many more stories (not scripts) that we can even dare to imagine 

But I am not trapped anymore in the 'here and now'

I am past, present and future all at once. Nurturing, circular, inventing and re-inventing

Redemption. Possibilities 

Intertwined stories