Letters to the Moon....

Today marks the One Hundred Thousand Poets for Change. This is a global event, which also includes musicians, performance artists, mimes, poets, and artists of every description. Over 100 countries are participating, through poetry readings, demonstrations, festivals, and countless other celebrations. The goal of this event is to bring about tangible, positive change, to benefit our communities and our world. http://www.100thousandpoetsforchange.com/ In thinking about this event, I have been thinking about the issues I am passionate about… Marriage equality:     http://letrasalaluna.blogspot.com/2013/06/equality.html Gun violence: http://letrasalaluna.blogspot.com/2012/12/enough-is-enough.html#!/2012/12/enough-is-enough.html Racism: http://letrasalaluna.blogspot.com/2013/08/alike.html#!/2013/08/alike.html Justice: http://letrasalaluna.blogspot.com/2013/07/justice.html#!/2013/07/justice.html Body acceptance: http://letrasalaluna.blogspot.com/2013/07/pursuit-o...

Earlier this year I wrote about  being purposeful in acts of kindness. My plan was to donate $10 a month for every month of this year to a worthwhile organization, to a cause I believe in. I wrote about my motivations for such a plan, which you can read here: http://letrasalaluna.blogspot.com/2013/01/acts-of-kindness.html#!/2013/01/acts-of-kindness.html In June of this year I wrote about the contributions I had made up to that point. You can read that list here: http://letrasalaluna.blogspot.com/2013/06/pay-it-forward.html This week, I completed my year of charitable contributions. I would like to share this with you. Again, I am not posting this information to boast about my charitable giving. I only post it in the hopes of sharing information, shedding light on causes and issues that I feel are important and worthwhile, and share information about the organizations. Here are the organizations I made monetary donations to: Americans for Responsible Solutions : ...

About six weeks ago, my kittens broke a small glass tray. I gathered all of the glass I could, and then I used my vacuum cleaner to pick up the smaller shards of glass. A few weeks later, I was sitting on the floor, addressing an envelope. I got up from the floor, and put in a movie I wanted to watch. I then noticed a strange sensation; I looked down to find that I was bleeding profusely from my right leg. My leg had made contact with an errant shard of glass, still buried in the carpet, from when the kittens had broken the small glass tray. As a result, I was left with a three inch gash below my right knee. The cut was jagged and quite deep. I washed the wound with soap and water. I covered the wound in ointment, gauze and surgical tape. Three weeks later, the wound has healed. A scar has formed. I awoke last night to the sound of booming thunder, followed seconds later by blinding lightening. The thunder frightened me; it was terribly loud and seemed to shake the whole house...

I saw a heart the other day. It was just sitting in the road. I do not know how I noticed it. I suppose I was in the right place at the right time. There it was-a small brown leaf, in the shape of a heart. Lying on the pavement. I do not know what it was doing there, lying in the road. I do not know how it got there. I do not know whose heart it was. I thought to myself, why would a heart be in the middle of the road? Why did I see it? Was I meant to see this heart? Was it there for anyone to see? What is its significance?  Had someone lost it? Was it waiting to be found? Did I find the heart? Or, did it find me? In thinking about the significance of the heart, the answer is simple-love. Love, like air, is all around us. Love is like energy; it is an ever flowing current of power that has no limits or boundaries. Love cannot be destroyed. Love envelops us into itself.   We do not have to find love. We are a part of love. As...

On this date, in the year 2001, my country was attacked. On September 11, 2011, the tenth anniversary of the attack, I wrote a poem about what I experienced that fateful day.  Here is my poem, "Never Forget".....   I remember that day, as many people do. I got up, bathed, and turned on the TV, to listen to the news, as I regularly do. I remember putting on my clothes, and as I did so I heard the anchor on the national morning show say that a second plane had just hit. I thought to myself, “What?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??” I then went into the living room and began to watch. I sat in rapt attention, as did many around the world. I sat there, spellbound, unable to process what was happening. I was so engrossed that I was almost late to work. I remember feeling like I didn’t want to leave the house. I had to know what was going on. I arrived to work barely on time. I found my boss counting money and watching television-on the TV usually used to show movies to children in the summe...

T ime is going by so fast. This year, in particular, has gone by in a blur.  I cannot believe that it is already September. In thinking about my business, I have come a long way. I began the year with the goal of founding my own publishing company, to publish my writings. It was a dream that I did not know if I could achieve. In April of this year I achieved that goal. My publishing company, La Luna Press is up and running. After the establishment of the business, I then set my sights on all of the proper things one has to do when starting a business. Paperwork has to be filed for tax purposes, a bank account must be established for the business, etc. Once those things were done, I then set my sights on publishing. I have poetry on two blogs, this one as well as my first blog, Words of Hope . In one sense, the hard part is over; I have already written the poetry to go in the books. In another sense, the hard part had just begun.   I went back to my very first ...