After I had some heart issues, I began walking to improve my health. Walking was a form of mediation, and an invitation to grow in both my physical and spiritual stamina. As I was hustling through the mall, it…
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I came to the United States in 2018, already in my third trimester of pregnancy. The plan was only to visit for a short time and buy a few things for our baby. But the situation in Venezuela worsened…
There’s something incredibly special about spending your entire life in one place. I’m 65 years old, and I spent the first 18 of them on Johnson Road in Wallburg, North Carolina. It’s a quiet, meandering road dotted with ranch…
For most of my life, I carried invisible wounds. Childhood trauma left deep marks–emotional, physical, and spiritual–that I didn’t know how to face. I learned to survive by pretending everything was fine, but inside, I was unraveling. To dull…
I spent 10 years in prison because of the choices I made during the darkest season of my life. I was deep into drugs, anger, and pride, and one terrible night, it all caught up with me. I got…
Charles Dickens’ enduring line, “It was the best of times; it was the worst of times,” perfectly describes my life in 1976. Parties were plentiful, responsibilities were shallow, and worries felt far away. Yet, this way that seemed “right”…