By Trina Otero Every time I take to the road I feel surges of inspirational energy, and I daydream of blank pages to fill. Crisp, white pages in a book just screaming for me to write on. I know where my destination is, but I'm never sure what or who I will encounter along the … Continue reading Traveling Thoughts
By Trina Otero A parable/thought experiment from the Hungarian writer Útmutató a Léleknek: In a mother’s womb were two babies. One asked the other: “Do you believe in life after delivery?” The other replied, “Why, of course. There has to be something after delivery. Maybe we are here to prepare ourselves for what we will … Continue reading Do You Believe in Life After Delivery? A Parable of Death, (Re)Birth, & Existence
By Trina Otero "We already won Trina. We already won. Even if we die tomorrow, our art lives on forever." - Simon Tocclo This quote is for the brave ones. For the ones who spill their hearts to the world; the ones who share their souls; the ones who let their spirits dance. Namaste, T.O. … Continue reading Immortality
By Trina Otero Pretty much every writer is told by someone or another that they'll need to find their own voice. I was told that. When I think about that I find it ridiculously silly - a writer doesn't need to "find" her voice. She doesn't need to find it because she hears it 24/7, … Continue reading A Writer’s Voice Doesn’t Need to be Found
"You tear down our sacred land in the name of development and civilization, but the more civilized you feel the more savage you become." -- T.O.
By Trina Otero How can I be so independent and isolated; yet so interconnected, woven together by magical cords of an infinite amount of stars? I don't know, but it is so. So let it be. ♥♥♥ Namaste ♥♥♥ T.O.
Hello all! I have joined Bloglovin so I can have all my favorite blogs in one spot AND so that others can find my blog there too! 🙂 It is a great site and mobile app! Check it out! Namaste, T.O.
Here I am... Still in bed. But it's only 7:13 a.m. I am, however, thinking about pouncing on top of my friend, who is asleep in the other room, just to scare the crap out of her. 🙂 I've been awake since 4 a.m. - I guess I drank a little too much wine before … Continue reading Il Romanticismo della Mattina
Dear Beloved, I am writing this because I need a way to express what is eternal and living within me. I feel as if writing love letters has become a lost art, but I would [and will] search for any way to communicate with you, whether it be contemporary or ancient. I don't know if … Continue reading Love Letter #1
As the time to leave to Italy draws near [40 days left to be exact] I have been prepping -- and by prepping I mean attempting to find a good flight. Well, the other day as I was about to hop on my laptop to search for flights, I looked down at my phone and … Continue reading Fives and Threes…