I made several watercolors like this Spirit of the Forest with Coquí during the evenings I was able to gather my energy and spend some time painting last year. During the pandemic, like many others, I was at home, thinking. I didn’t have as much time as other people, because the organization I work for continued providing services the entire time. But there came a time when I couldn’t keep going and I started writing. I’m not sure exactly when I started writing, but at some

One of my Creative Soul stickers inspired in the phrases of the book Creative Soul. Last year, I took a step that may seem crazy or non-sensical. I decided to draw and publish a blog post every day. Why? I wanted to move myself from the place where I had arrived after years of being without a center, without a workshop, and while not homeless, without a home. It’s so easy to fall into the routines that make common life bearable. And my response to my lost years… 7 long years

“ Right now, I'd love to be painting, working on my music. I have my piano right there, and I haven't been learning many things I've always enjoyed and used to do, and I have to start all over again. I have stacks and stacks of poetry books that I need to publish, songs, everything, just sitting there...” Do these words sound familiar to your soul? This is the story of so many of us…