Make Your Heart Smile.

This is my bucket full of journals. Of all my possessions, they are the most priceless . It's contents,   Me. Below is a poem written almost thirteen years ago:  2/8/2000. "Why is Love so Complicated"  Love has no definition  Or any types of premonitions Love comes directly from your heart It hurts like hell when it has to part  Love does cause pain But Love is a gift that has to be exchanged  Love makes you crazed that you feel like your constantly in a daze It makes your heart skip a 1000 beats You feel like dancing in the streets Love does have a wicked side  Your mind is constantly in a tide  Your heart may ache  But there's no medicines to take Love begins with hello and ends in goodbye Love makes you laugh ad it makes you cry Love is so complicated but that's the best part Knowing you have no control over your heart.  I am happy to share that I have still retained some of my romantic sensibility (plenty of m

My hands are shaking as I am going through pieces of old writing. I declared that THIS is THE year. For what, exactly? To plow ahead, and get published!! (Actually, I declared this in July. The huevos just grew) It's amazing what your body stores and experiences. Lucky for me, I have some handy-dandy grounding techniques that are allowing me to stay, in this moment. I have denied this calling of mine for a long time. Not anymore, Not anymore. Stay tuned. I will be blogging about the experiences. Xoxo, Erika

Hello Readers! I ask you to connect to the picture below for a few moments. Remember her?  Rogue: the powerhouse from  X-Men. She had the ability to absorb the memories, physical strength and remove the specialities of almost anyone she touches.  Sounds pretty cool, right?  Well, the storyline built around her is that she needed to avoid all physical contact until she gained full control over her power. It affected her romantic relationship with Gambit. Imagine not being able to hug or show affection because you could kill another human being?  In moments of desperation, Rogue turned to Professor X to seek help to control her powers. It took a while for her to be accepted; it was the persistence and the compassion of Professor X to allow the others to give her a chance.  In many ways, I truly connect with her character. This wave of nostalgia joined me when my best friend randomly said, "Omg- E! You are soooo Rogue. You internalize everything!" (at lea

This song is very special to me. It reminds me of the Summer 2012. This summer was a time of healing. I began a very special journey of experiential learning that allowed me to break free from all of the emotional scars and create space for joy and possibility. In short, I owned myself. By "own," I am referring to radical acceptance, forgiveness and showing myself the same compassion I have bestowed upon others. Life's a roller coaster ride. As someone who used to be afraid and scream on them (literally), I embrace them. Trust the process, Trust the process, Trust the process. OWN IT. With unconditional love, E

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This morning, I found myself at Central Park at 5:30AM to meet with several members of my team for an hour. Manhattan is so peaceful at this time. Being the first to arrive was a stretch for me; the cab driver nervously let me off the side of 5th Ave, afraid I was going to enter the park, alone. "Don't worry, Sir. I know better," I replied. There are nice people in this world. The air was so crisp. The birds were beginning to sing. The vibrant early risers were out jogging or walking in the park. "That's dedication," I thought to myself. The rest of my team arrived. We were tired. We were connected. We were bold. Serenity is something so often overlooked (especially in this City). In my experience, I find that it is crucial to my well-being to practice quietness in order to remain stress-free.