Images mean a great deal to me. In a digital landscape where I am consistently bombarded with images and re-reporting of news I created a new personal practice called the Desktop Dump to share images that provoke my interest and I would also like to have for the future. It’s not hoarding, it’s not scrapbooking, but a reminder to the little artifacts I’ve discovered along the way that effect my brain and heart.
John Lennon’s glasses, the day he was shot.
The changing tide: seafoam with gentle hues.
Musings on Photoshop, I have pineapples on my mind….
I spent New Year’s Eve alone. I consider the holiday season to have started on Thanksgiving and for the first time I traveled by myself to see friends in Colorado. The season was non-stop and by December 31st, I wanted to recharge and give thanks. I also wanted to meditate on a New Year’s Resolution or intention since I understand some resolutions take a lifetime to fulfill. I want this year to be about Forgiveness. Self-forgiveness, forgiving the past and the many spaces in between.
There’s an image that is tattooed in my brain from my last trip to Puerto Rico. It is of a tree growing in sand, on the shore where I waited like a mermaid to be brought to the shore. I noticed a baby tree growing from the sand and sat with it, for many minutes admiring the beauty and breathing in the birth of life. I am grateful to have witness such a miracle in a time of environmental despair.
I started out on public access TV doing an episode of Women’s Voices. My high school intern called me a do-gooder. While I am, I still enjoy and was raised on MTV Media…so clips like this absolutely crack me up. You can do good and have swag. PR-USA.
Balancing Baby and Body, a fantastic resource for young Mother’s created by a myo-ho sis.
You can’t turn on the news without seeing some Kanye or Kim Kardashian link. I’ve been contemplating highlights and I was a bit nervous since I see an alarming pattern in media. J-Lo, Kim and Beyonce, all entertainers of color have a shockingly similarity to each other. I would see this as a coincidence if there wasn’t so much plastic surgery behind it. Why is Kim trying to look like J-Lo!?
This is what we call a projection folks. Blaming someone for being something that you are.
I miss Bob Ross and happy little trees.
1992. It’s been only 12 years since the explosion of technology. I am feeling like the economy rushed the boom like they would the kind of relationship you wake up in regretting. I am an advocate for media, but not predatory practices. See Rumsfeld below. With growth and breaking silence, we must also have other systems in place to support such growth.
I read a really inspirational article about native cultures and storytelling, not in the form of written word, but verbal. In the spirit of telling stories, I am a visual learner who prides in herself in creating beautiful spaces to feed the spirit and mind. I hope this visual offering can be a break in the monotony. I am currently on a Facebook cleanse and realizing Facebook is where I get my news! As I take time to digest some news bites, I am especially thankful that I did not expose myself to the Superbowl. The water cooler chat I find boring and the stories covering human trafficking and the illuminati to have weight, but lack any constructive response. Media these days is leaving me paralyzed and not inspired. I hope these images inspire you.
I am close to a long term goal of studying at Harvard. As a pre-teen it was a dream, but I know it started long before and as I learn more about my life and legacy, I discovered two family members who came to the steps of Harvard and returned to Puerto Rico. With tremendous joy and appreciation, I am finally pursuing my Masters.
True Friends are PRICELESS.
I draw lot of inspiration from a couple with a sense of humor. I love this!
I also find the names of the storms absolutely ridiculous.
Emotional check-ins, my show’s staple, and my personal mission. Today I feel, many things.
My idea of romance: CREATION.
Reflecting on aloneness.
This was just too funny not to share….
And this was too stunning not to give attention to….
Café con Cass, thank you CCTV for featuring me in this month’s newsletter. YOU are an inspiration.
I genuinely felt like this has been my best show yet. I was really nervous for this one and you’ll notice when I say, “Good Afternoon,” and bounce right back. Enjoy this emotional check-in laced with laughter, prose, and good music. I’m so thankful to be a part of BeLive! programming at CCTV.
Seasons Greetings & Feliz Año Nuevo!
It’s been a while since I have written a post directors toward my visitors and readers using the “I”. Thank you so much for staying tuned and I hope you are having a blessed year regarding of the status of resolutions and family time. I have been thinking a lot about the New Year and the past year that I’ve had. I’ve endured loss, let love in, and tended to my seeds of hope to watch blossoms emerge. I am thankful for growth and this year, I have decided to focus on Forgiveness. My Mother, as with the matriarch birthed before us gave me a book titled 365 Day of Meditation. With intent to donate it, I thought with the timing of the New Year, I would start a page to honor those mediations and the questions that are asked in the book. A book that has migrated from living to living room in the lineage of my parents and the childhood memories of growing up with my Brothers.
I sincerely wanted to thank everyone for listening and reading and also watching my own seeds grow. I am thankful for having learned to honor the changes of the seasons as opportunities to honor my own changes in life. I have resolved that I will proceed in kindness and tend to the land that I inhabit. To reminisce without Champagne in hand, I must toast to the wisdom of dear friends who have always advised me to have roots with wings, to family members who lifted me when I had to crawl, and to contemporary generations who have begun to teach me. May you let love and light in for 2014.
I was super nervous about this episode. Usually those nerves indicate when I am about to get into the zone.