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Grandmother Willow, Caterpillar, and Mr. Ant

By Trina Otero I went for a fast cardio walk in my sacred place and noticed how beautiful and lush it has become. This place is a-bloom, so alive, colorful, green, homing creation -- new and old. My sacred place is a mirror of me - my transformation and growth. Our growth. I am It … Continue reading Grandmother Willow, Caterpillar, and Mr. Ant

The Poetic Expression of Transition

By Trina Otero Transition periods are twilight zones - neither here nor there. Just suspended in space, waiting. At a rest stop. A crossroads. Neither dead nor alive, it is the in-between state. Spirituality is full of wonder, magic, joy and peace, but it is also full of periodic deaths. When I dig deeper into … Continue reading The Poetic Expression of Transition

Mr. Moth Brings Me a Message

By Trina Otero Right after I posted The Anticipation of Change I walked outside the hotel with some of the girls from my group, but I was very quiet. I have felt a shift within me and around me all day. I tried to explain what I felt, but I couldn't. I don't feel sadness, … Continue reading Mr. Moth Brings Me a Message