7/40 Respira

A painted tile of a white heart with a red rose with three green leaves inside of it

I’ve been meditating on and off for probably 20 years now. I visited a Zen Buddhist temple in the Upper East Side and sat there a few times. I took my older daughter to a Shin Buddhist temple for one of the most joyful meditation experiences I have ever had. I contemplated officially converting to …

5/40 Songs for Survival

I was 21 and it was the 100th anniversary of the United States invasion of Puerto Rico. I remember marching in the street and hearing/learning so many songs. I learned the real anthem of Puerto Rico. Not the one about flowers but the one about machetes. I learned songs my parents, with all their good …

4/40 Abandono

A blurry photograph of a woman wearing a black t shirt with a black and white image of the Puerto Rican flag. Her head is down. Her hands are folded in front of her. She is on a stage wearing a black skirt and heels

Yesterday some worker members from the organization I am lucky enough to work at participated in a dramatized reading. The presentation was about women, loss, and migration. The loss of women through migration and variations on a theme. There was one scene in the play, where according to my interpretation, there seemed to be blame …

3/40

This is an occasional series on things I am doing in my 40th year of life Self care is a way to overused term especially by people way younger than 30s who sometimes use self care to mean nurse a hangover when you know you had work the next day or some other shit. And …

2/40

A slightly blurry image of the New York City Skyline taken from a side walk in Queens

This is an occasionally updated series of 40 posts about well mu turning 40 As I wrote in the first post of this series two weeks ago, I blog (and began blogging) because I have a bit of an exhibitionist side but my exhibitionism has had consequences. My written words have hurt people. While I …

1/40

A birthday cake with its top layer of frosting gone, is tossed on someone's front lawn

About a month an a half ago I turned 40. I didn’t have a crisis about this. I didn’t think “holy shit I’m getting old”. I didn’t get sad. I’m doing alright for 40. In fact I’m doing better than I ever have at any other time in my life. I have a place to …