By: Gabriela Yareliz We near the end of this year. This morning, I came across the words, “Courage, dear heart,” written by C.S. Lewis. Those words came to mean something so much more profound to me this year. I read and held onto them before one of the darkest seasons of my own personal experience.Continue reading “Reflecting on Courage and Rising”
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October 2023 Favorites
Yesterday, I saw a discount Harry Potter posing for photos in the dark and another full grown man in his mid-thirties in a Spiderman suit. An elderly man wearing black rollerbladed across the West Side Highway in the dark with his arms up. A dog skateboarded in Union Square. The Brooklyn Bridge was shut downContinue reading “October 2023 Favorites”
Daring to be Alive
By: Gabriela Yareliz There has been so much pain and heaviness this month. I have wanted to come close and write but have sort of been at a loss for words. The attack on Israel on October 7 was horrific to watch. Hostages are still being held and away from their loved ones. I couldContinue reading “Daring to be Alive”
September 2023 Favorites
Happy October! I ended September dressed like a storm chaser. I wore a poncho last weekend (bright blue, for those interested in fashion), and this Friday, I was one of the unfortunate souls to walk across the Brooklyn Bridge back home when the city canceled all train service due to flooding. I am grateful forContinue reading “September 2023 Favorites”
Thoughts on the First Day of Autumn
By: Gabriela Yareliz -The Strongest Virtue: Resilience- There’s a Russian saying that says something like, even the strongest piece of metal will break if it takes enough hits. Something like that. Do not quote me. I am not a Russian philosopher. This has had me thinking. The true virtue is not in being strong, butContinue reading “Thoughts on the First Day of Autumn”
Cinnamon Brooms
By: Gabriela Yareliz Somehow, in a desert of Vogue magazines, my fiancé found me the iconic September cover. I swear, it’s like impossible to find a magazine in Brooklyn. Do we not love fashion as much as Manhattan? Sigh. He also got me two of my favorite things, those little cinnamon brooms from Trader Joe’s.Continue reading “Cinnamon Brooms”
Everything Can Change
By: Gabriela Yareliz I sat here listening to phone calls made by people who were in the twin towers as they were falling. The anguish, the fast but convicted ‘I love you’s, the screams. I cried. It always shakes me. I spent the whole day with a lump in my throat because today always hangsContinue reading “Everything Can Change”
Forcing the Season
By: Gabriela Yareliz It’s fall. I’ve always been that person who forces fall (and spring, to be fair). I remember wearing my corduroy pants once school started. I distinctly remember melting at a UF bus stop in the hot August sun with a shoulder bag that is probably part of the reason why my shouldersContinue reading “Forcing the Season”
August 2023 Favorites
By: Gabriela Yareliz I am pretty sure someone got shot at the train station. They had it blocked off with caution tape, Citizen App is being cagey and there were bottles and bottles of purple cleaner and strawberry deodorizer. I have never been in a train or at a train station for that matter thatContinue reading “August 2023 Favorites”
A Havisham Summer
By: Gabriela Yareliz I’ll start with this– I’ve missed writing. And I don’t mean my month recaps– though those are fun too (and one is coming). I mean I miss my brain dumps where I bare my heart and wax poetic. Reading Garance Dore archives reminded me of what it felt like to write journal-typeContinue reading “A Havisham Summer”
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