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I have always been a sensitive soul – (I know, many of you would recommend that I don’t share something like that in such a public way) easily hurt, idealistic and passionate about the entire human experience. Longing to feel connected, valued and understood. Often feeling far from all of these. Feeling ALIVE has really […]
“My Mother’s Voice – A Cuban Memory” My body hungers to see you, my long lost island, to watch your palm trees swaying, with the sun on my face, carrying me back, through my childhood hallways. Even decorated differently, they will be the same. They will bring back memories of my stolen youth and let […]