Conversations With Heart


Welcome. These letters are personal reflections, perspectives, and witness from the depths of my heart on pertinent things along my pilgrimage.

You are welcome to browse upon my heart. As you do, consider that you saunter on holy ground, therefore, tread gently with much grace.

  • Love like this

    I have loved you one thousand nine hundred and eighty-nine years before you arrived here and, I have known you completely since eternity began. I know someday you will believe me when I say I am the only one with the will to love you, all. For…

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  • Heart is where home is

    A few years ago I embarked on my new career as a homemaker and I was determined to make a success of it. After some time of thorough introspection, I composed what I believed was an all-encompassing Homemaker Mandate: Create magnificent atmospheres rooted and established in loving…

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  • Crazy Stupid Faith

    I’m damned if I do, and I’m damned if I don’t. This was the final thought that settled the year-and-a-half debate within, and just like that leaving no room for further hesitation, I stepped out into the wilderness. I could tell you of how much more than…

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  • As I am

    It was my thirteenth year when I saw myself in the glimmer of a field of petals in whose splendor I shriveled. And the more reflections I walked past my deficiencies glared, willing me away, as a misfit and trespasser. Like many thirteen-year-olds, I often paged through…

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  • Never walk alone

    Once upon a time, on a deserted path, Stranger, I spied our shadowsintertwining. Then I knew that human souls are constantly longing to mesh, but alas the walls scale too high and wide! A glimmer sparkles in our budding acquaintance as you sit there, oppositeme. I look into…

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  • Uncommon courtesy

    “Howdy neighbor. How ya doin’ this fine and dandy mornin’?” (Here goes nothing for my best Southern accent attempt, lol) I remember the day a silly little daydream flashed across my mind. Overlooking the morning rush hour in my city, I mused that every person in every…

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