Amorcito mio

I GUIDE MY LIFE THROUGH LOVE.

 Through the love that emanates from my body and simmers within my soul, through the love of creation and inspiration for justice and transcendence, love from within myself for myself and not the love I wish to see in the eyes of others who look at me.  Self Love, which  for so long I sought to find in others as a validating sort of love, radiates within me for life, for my lovers, and for love. I do not guide my life through fear, but through love. I love those who come into my life and those who part from it, because through the synergy and intensity of our love, we grew stronger, leaving each other with the lessons to continue, breaking down or building ourselves the way we need to.

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Dulce Esperanza

What’s in a name?  A bit of investigative work and short conversations regarding what’s behind my name, my parent’s explain that it means “dulce esperanza”.  This, along with all of the symbolism encompassed with being a daughter of two mexican migrants now living in Los Angeles via way of Durango and Sonora, and who I am becoming, has prompted me to write this short piece in Spanish.  Espero que les guste, muchos besitos:

Yo tengo alma de ave, me seduce el viento que acaricia mi piel, como si animarme a tomar vuelo.  Desde pequeña me gustaba correr, brincar y jugar sin fijarme ni preocuparme hacia cual rumbo me dirigía, sin importar que me tropezara o me cayera, y un día de jugar era todo un éxito cuando terminaba con moretones en las rodillas y en los codos y empapada de sudor y tierra…a la angustia de mi madre.  Jamas me he dejado vencer o desanimar por miedo a causarme heridas, tras años de deporte de baile de viaje he aprendido que tengo un cuerpo muy fuerte y resistente.  Sí temo defraudarme a mi misma y esto me causa enfrentar retos con temor de ser insuficiente, de no creerme digna de lograr aquello que tanto me asombra, pero persigo aquellos sueños con tremendo empeño y cada día con más paciencia y amor y valentía. Porque me fascina la sensación de volar, de percibir la inmensidad del hermoso entorno; de vistas nuevas viejas y antiguas que se vuelven nuevas con cada día.  Me gustaría discernir las rutas por las cuales puedo volar, con amor y esperanza, para navegar por el mundo con la curiosidad y confianza desarrollada de niña y con el amor propio que voy desarrollando como adulta.  Y con la esperanza engendrada en mi por mi papá y mi madre, por mi familia y comunidad, por el mundo hacía mi y yo hacía el mundo.  Me gustaría navegar el mundo volando, con valentía y con la mira hacía el horizonte perpetuo.

Despegando, to begin..

I want to to string together my thoughts and elaborate them like beautifully vibrant papel picado.  There are so many thoughts and emotions and anxieties that slumber in my body that plead to be acknowledged and articulated. They demand to be strung together, given a space longer than a few sentences in a Facebook status.  I think this will be a good exercise for the mind and spirit, a release of my creative energy as a gift to my self. I’ve been told that I am a great writer, and in the very few efforts to articulate and share my perspective, I have received encouragement to keep going, to continue writing, to pursue the articulation of my own creative spirit.  And it feels good to ensue this pursuit, this articulation of my creative self, this becoming of my words thoughts and desire to bring together within and share.

In an intellectual and abstract exercise of communicating and fending for myself in the world of academia, I exercise my mind until exhaustion and anxiety.  When I run, I exercise my body to silence and appease my overworked mind.  When I nurture my yoga practice I synchronize my body and mind, emanating the tranquility and balance nestled within me throughout my body and spirit.  In an existence in which I make use of so many of my energies, I have found that there is a void, an inquietud, a desire to discover more ways to articulate and bring together all of my powers of creation and articulation.  Writing, creatively and harmoniously, is a pursuit in the direction of fulfillment and appeasement of the creative demands that slumber within me.  This year, I have sought out creative endeavours like learning how to play the guitar and learning French, and the creation of a blog because I see these as synonymous with the desire for creative output and happiness.  Pursuing all of these is fulfillment, is satisfaction, is process! I not only relish in process and in experience but I am transformed by it.  I feel grateful to be able to pursue these projects, to have them parallel and compliment other pursuits and projects in my life, because they echo a yearning to come into harmony with my greater self:  an intellectual, a dancer, a creator, a debater, a daughter, a friend, a sister, a lover, a community member, an observer, a participant, a mind, a spirit, a body.

What shall I write about?  Everything I’ve been wanting to write about for a very long time.  Where will I begin?  I will let my creative writing juices inspire the content and form of this blog.  However, I foresee posts on my on-going Mexico City adventures, having to reminisce back to 2011 until the present and beyond, perspectives on culture and politics within, beyond and just outside of the borderlands, and the music, people, art, and cultures I love.

Despegamos…¡muchos besos!