Havana in the Rain

Havana in the Rain

Torrential down pour

Tourists hide in alcove 

A run down hotel

Mid-renovation, can’t go in

Steamy hot at 9 o’clock am

Now cold wind 

Whipping rain pellets

On tender skin

Local children without running water

Sprint to the plaza 

Jumping into the fountain 

Belly flops

Cannon balls

Tourists on their feet whooping

In merriment- this is living

Standing ovation 

For a brave little boy

Displaying amazing freedom 

He grins at the accolades 

Crazy Americans 

His smile blinding

He races across the plaza

Every mother holds their breath

Worrying as if he were their own

His courage and uninhibited flop

Inspiring

If only we could be that fearless

A grandmother grabs her granddaughter 

They dance and splash in the rain

Lightening cracking around them

Their laughter ringing in every ear 

Watching, shivering, grinning 

Oh to be spontaneous

How often are we really that uninhibited?

That free? 

Joy comes in the little things

Like a little boy jumping in a fountain

Cannonball 

A grandmother stomping in puddles with her granddaughter

A torrential down pour

Beautiful Havana in the rain 

Pure joy 

Soak it in

Repeat

(Havana, Cuba- 7/12/18)

Set Your Own Course

Set your own course

Before, during & after

The storms

Be Brave

Embrace your now

Your truth

Your pain

Your sorrow

Your joy

Your laughter

Your highs

Your lows

You are not alone

This too shall pass

You are not a victim of

Circumstances 

Or

Weak minded

Or a twisted mess

Soon enough your course 

Will straighten out

Sure it’s a pinch crooked

A little bent

The journey will make you

A lot stronger

So heal

Let go

Take a breath

Do something you’d 

Never do

Be startled

No fear

No regrets

Lightening too close

Stand a little taller  

Walk it out

I see you

Really see

Deep into your eyes

The truth reflecting 

In the mirror

Be bold

Stay grateful

For every breath

Don’t you dare

Look back

You’re not going 

That way

Believe 

Set your own course

And go

 

 

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Uncomfortable

Get comfortable

Being uncomfortable

Stretch yourself

Do things you’ve never done

Stay open and vulnerable

20 seconds of courage

Is all it takes

You are not weak

Nor a victim

Your life matters

You make a difference

You can do anything

You set your mind to

Even if it’s uncomfortable

Do it anyway

 

Unconditionally

You have something to say

But throat constricts

In fear

Can you be raw

Even in the hurt

I’ll take you

Wounded

Even with poor examples

Giving forgiveness

Sitting at your feet

Sweating

Just wanting you to know

I love you anyway 

Regardless of your mistakes

Simply because I choose you

Unconditionally

She was beautiful…

“ She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn’t beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul. She is beautiful.”

F. Scott Fitzgerald