But swimming, like loving, is not just about knowing.

It's about trusting the body more than the waves of the mind.

A letter to grief

"and realize that i’m due for a change

which requires me to remain the same

just a bit more accepting

of the woman i ought to become"

"i value time off—and self-love

and what comes along with peace

such as breathing through the clear breeze

sometimes forgetting about my oxygen-thief"

"Surrender your heart to the pushes and pulls of life.”

"The mixture of light and darkness gives her silhouette an angelic appearance"

An observation of faith and embodiment of my ancestors.

“In a broken world, I promise to love you whole.”

A reflection on cardiac exhaustion

“When the snow falls and the thunder rumbles, do you listen for the stories that they tell?”

“So I decided to give my attitude a switch, / Look at myself every day and give that girl a kiss; / No more over-analyzing the tiny flawed bits, / I’m reminding myself that I’m still the shit!”

A journey within to remember the essence of your true Self

But being me is what brings me peace. / What others think, / Will never give me this ease.

“We were invaded, raided, and traded. Then demanded that we keep our hair downgraded.”

Logic cannot heal you like love can…