...we open the door to torture our kids.

Every time we torture someone we open the door for someone to torture our kids. It is the universal law of karma. Besides this holistic interpretation of same, you can also say, "what you put out you will get back multipled (good or bad)!"

We cannot lose ourselves as citizens of USA and this world attempting to equate our actions with the people we named as "terrorists!"

We need to learn from them, we need to familiarize ourselves with their beliefs, as we would do with any child in our home that was experiencing difficulties relating to the rest of the family... with careful attention and an open mind. Tit for tat is not going to cut it... not at this moment in history. Our president is not perfect but he is attempting to rise above policies which come from a fear based center.

Never, never, never, never, let them see you sweat! Fear based attacks on people we do not understand, is just that, attacks without fundamental basic respect, seeking our commonalities rather than our differences, just as we do with our inner circle of friends and others around us.

Good Morning World - BLISS!

Here in my apartment at 6:26 am in Miami, FL... quiet, dark... I am going to experience my coffee moment, which is that first sip of coffee that tingles my lips from the heat of the scalding milk and the bitterness of the smooth dark arabica beans mixed with the sweet sugar... as it goes down and warms my insides it invigorates me to welcome the morning with a big gentle smile. You can look at my makeup, it is flawless this morning! LOL. Yes I am sleepy, but its still me.

This month on the 29th is mami's 1/2 year anniversary of being gone from this earth. It saddens me at times to think that I will never see her or talk to her again. Life continues and the plants still grow and the years go and as my dearest friend says, "Life is not a dress rehearsal!" So on you go and you learn to live life without the person that loved you the most in this whole wide earth, your mother. That feeling I had the first few days after she passed away... as if someone had pulled her from my life and my body by the umbilical cord being wripped out of me... leaving me with a huge hole in my soul... I have not felt again!

Now that sounds drastic and very dramatic but this is part of the healing process and not one that should be ignored. I just feel emptyness and sadness at times. I feel the desire to be alone during the holidays this year. It is my "wear black" for a year as they do in Puerto Rico. But 99% of my closet is black so it is appropriate even in that sense. I like to take mami's photo out from my extra bedroom and put it where I will see it all day, with a traditional candle. Not that I believe the candle has any powers that the religious people have given them, but for me it has a comforting and a spiritual symbolism.

This is my favorite photo of mami when I lived in Washington, D.C. from inside the White House grounds. Nice. So I share it with you. She has a Kodak camera, how things have changed!

... see the resemblance between my mami and I, yes... we were the same. Even though my coffee moment photo does not look too much like me, but it was meant to show a feeling, a moment, BLISS!

Prohibido by Pablo Neruda

This is a beautiful visual interpretation of Pablo Neruda's poem Prohibido. There is a song in English and the art is very interesting. So even if you do not know Spanish, it is worth checking it out.

http://www.slideshare.net/Escritor/prohibido-neruda-492526