Overheard in the Courthouse

By: Gabriela Yareliz It’s rainy. The kind of rain that makes all of my baby hair curl up. I am sitting in front of a judge I had stood next to at an intersection this morning. We both had the unpleasant realization that we were standing in the splash zone. A car went by thatContinue reading “Overheard in the Courthouse”

Martha Service

By: Gabriela Yareliz My mind has still be stirring with thoughts on service (that and the Johnny Depp trial). I have been enjoying the book Having a Mary Heart in a Martha World by Joanna Weaver. It’s a story that is often told or talked about, especially in regards to women. I feel like mostContinue reading “Martha Service”

The Inner Room

“Do not be swayed by the opinions of others. The secret to breaking free from confusion.” The Art of Simple Living, Shunmyo Masuno By: Gabriela Yareliz All of us can have an inner room. It’s sort of like an inner chamber of the soul to where we can retreat to find stillness and peace. WiseContinue reading “The Inner Room”

A Moment in the Mirror

By: Gabriela Yareliz No two Thanksgivings were the same for me, growing up. Maybe it was all the moving around. I don’t know. We had some great ones in Florida, maybe three years in a row we had Thanksgiving at some church friends’ house. They would invite more or less the same group. We ateContinue reading “A Moment in the Mirror”

My Goggles

By: Gabriela Yareliz Tonight, I was transported back to the early 2000s. (I watched How to Deal). I know I take you back there a lot, and I think it’s because there was a purity to how unique we were then. We had to be, in a world with no social media or influencers. WeContinue reading “My Goggles”

Creators

By: Gabriela Yareliz I was doing a mini-course this week on the Commune platform by Koya Webb. She talks a lot about freedom, healing and she just seems so sweet and full of good energy. She said something during the course that I loved, which is the fact that we are each “creators not victims.”Continue reading “Creators”

Live from the Deli

By: Gabriela Yareliz I am writing from a local bagel shop/deli one block over that is open 24 hrs. Weirdly, I find myself hoping that the 24-hr. promise means the food is excellent. (No correlation). I ordered breakfast for dinner. Breakfast is truly my favorite meal (this is why Jerry Seinfeld and I would bondContinue reading “Live from the Deli”

Words

By: Gabriela Yareliz I visited a magical bookstore today. Every book inside was either old and familiar from past readings, like that one version of the Odyssey I read before freshman year, or unknown and new books to the eye and mind. On the walls were old cartoons, old covers with dedications and little handwrittenContinue reading “Words”

Proportions

“I died after living more of my life with you than I lived with just myself.” Jenny Slate, Little Weirds We all live with this tiny little clock that ticks beside us. It ticks with every heartbeat. It measures the life we spend on our own and the life we spend in the company ofContinue reading “Proportions”

After the Wall Fell

By: Gabriela Yareliz Today, I was reading the story of Rahab. It’s funny because we are all familiar with the story. Israel sends spies to Jericho to strategize how they can take the city and conquer it. Rahab’s home is in the very wall of Jericho. (Joshua 2:15) She is a prostitute who hides theContinue reading “After the Wall Fell”