nice surprise

white flowerswhite flowers 1

It was a nice surprise. I had just come back from watering the other flowers when I noticed these little ones pop up after a day. I saw the bulbs a day ago and they were completely closed and then suddenly, overnight, they decided to bloom! These weren’t even planted by me. The little birds or the wind must of gathered the seeds and moved them wherever because these came at a surprise to begin with. Does anyone know what these are called? You’ll see that some mint are also peeking out as well.

dreaming reality

Yellow flowers in a garden

I awoke from a dream that I was lost in this hugely vast land of familiarity but complete strangeness. I was walking on one of those moving platforms you see in the airports that help you accelerate your speed to your gate. I was walking carefully, so I wouldn’t fall, yet the incline started to increase. I held onto the handle as it did so and it ended up okay. I made it to the other side without any issues. I then look out ahead and there’s this amusement park-like space with rides and bright lights. I am drawn to it, yet, I do not have a purpose to go there. For some reason, I call you. We haven’t talked in a while. I haven’t actively thought of you, yet, here you are. In my dream.

We talk like no time has passed at all. We talk like we are close and as if you know me on a deeper level like best friends do. You reassure me that we’ll see each other soon. Why do I even need your validation?

Maybe because in the most practical sense, I can believe as much as I can about what my reality is, but having someone else validate it or having data backing it up, makes it all the more real. Makes it less a hope and more a truth. Or maybe I just wanted to remember you for who you could be in my life.


Tis the season to get out there and enjoy the weather. Rain or shine, I’ve been out there building a whole new landscape, literally. Child me would be super surprised that this is how I’d like to spend as part of my summer–watering flowers, getting the soil ready and planting seeds. I’d never thought I’d follow my mom’s footsteps in creating a garden. Or wanting one or putting in the work. But lately, it’s become another beautiful thing I’ve been doing in my life that adds so much joy, peace and happiness in my atmosphere.

I saw a red cardinal yesterday near one of the new flowers I planted and it was such a little piece of happiness in my day. I’m looking up DIY garden beds and coming up with ideas on building some in my yard. My dream is to grow some veggies and fruits I can use for my cooking.

There’s just something about the sunshine that keeps me wanting to go outside all the time and soak up as much as I can handle. Use what I’ve gathered and bring it back out into something wonderful and productive.

Mom's flowers
we need more color in our world

These flowers aren’t mine, but these are what I’d love to see more of in the coming months. These are ones my mom had years back.

love, up-close


As I walked by the little pond, I saw lily pads in a group at the center. The whole environment was calming with a couple of ducks and people from afar. I zoomed in with my camera and saw water lilies scatter among the green leaves. They were small and hard to see. This image reminds me of how easy it is to forget the things in life that make us happy. But if we put effort to dig a little deeper, get a little closer, there are little pearls of beauty we can appreciate.



Heal. Let yourself take a break. Sometimes our wounds are much larger than we let ourselves recognize. Sometimes we are too hard on our emotions and keep them in. Let them go. Let yourself feel any thing you need to feel. Sadness, love, happiness, joy, jealously, panic. Let them go. Let them be free and let yourself be free. Afterwards, let yourself breathe. Heal yourself in any way that gives you happiness. Take in the good and let go of the bad. You deserve this. You deserve to have moments in which you can be yourself. You are everybody to everyone all the time. Be you for you. We are fragile and we are strong, but we still feel down when the world gets us down. That happens to all of us. The power of healing helps us mend and defend ourselves for the next sudden wave of hardship that may come our way.

butterfly petals

butterfly petals

I don’t think butterfly petals is their official name. I don’t know the name of this flower at all. It was so eye-catching though. They were so perfect, they looked like they were made by hand; a controlled and intentional creation. But rather, they stemmed from nature. Grown from a blueprint unseen and unpredictable. I would always want these butterflies free. Never bound and always floating, as they should be.

fly away
as far as you can
or stay
on a single petal
for as long as you want
be free
feel free
bloom nature’s origami
butterfly statues
velvet to touch
fragile as silk
resiliently invincible



A door opened last year. One I never thought I’d ever have to walk through, but I did. It’s one we all will have to do one day. Innocence is precious and beautiful. But there are due dates and deadlines. It doesn’t last forever no matter how tightly you grip. It will fade as photographs do. So hold onto whatever memories you have and be grateful for ever having it at all. 

snapshot and story, 2/3/18

we need more color in our world

I remember the day I took this. Years ago, I decided to play around with my dad’s “new” camera. He probably bought it a bit ago, but I didn’t really care for it until then. Picked it up and decided to just shoot things. Adjusting the different settings not knowing really what it’ll do.

These flowers used to pop up out of nowhere. Maybe my mom planted bulbs, but it’s never really a planned thing–just when she felt like planting and wherever there was space.

And then I realized how really different photography can make things seem. I saw these everyday, passed by them and never took a long enough time to really see them. Until I had this photograph here, and it’s like I have to. I want to. They’ve become a part of me. The angle I took it from, the kind of day it was. All the background story and perspective on my end with memories of my mom or how as a child I’d water so many of them in her garden because she loved them so much. She inadvertently created this wanderer in me who became a lover of nature and spending long periods of time just being in it. Even if it’s quiet or being alone or sometimes difficult because weather isn’t always cooperative, but we love it anyway.

communication within nature

Slinking into the weekend after a week of bitter cold, I wanted to re-energize my mind and warm up my body by staying in a bit. By accidentally coming across two documentaries on nature, I was surprised to have been enthralled by them. Although knowing me, I guess it’s not that surprising. It was fascinating to learn the varying intricacies of communication occurring within nature. With the first documentary I watched, Koko: The Gorilla Who Talks to People, we learn that Koko the gorilla can speak through sign language. Her relationship with her “mother” and caregiver Dr. Penny Patterson is so unique. Koko cried and mourned when she learned that her friends, a kitten and a gorilla companion, passed away. She becomes full of joy and excitement when she sees and meets a gorilla boy she has a crush on. It’s crazy to see the depth of emotion and thinking she has; not because I don’t think animals are capable of it, but because she can express it to us. How many of us have thought of the idea of talking with our cats or dogs and knowing what they thought about things?


The second nature documentary I watched, is called “What Plants Talk About” on Nature. A few things that came up were how plants protected themselves from predators, how their roots’ growth beneath the surface is vast and all connecting and how plants of a family will delegate resources in ways to survive and combat other families in their vicinity. As often as I walk and hike in nature, I reflect of many things. Admittedly, however, I don’t think I ever really thought about the ways in how plants populate our land masses. Also, that within their growth, there is competition, there is defense mechanisms and survival tactics. And there is a unity through all of it.

These films taught me that along with the basic ideology of “we are all connected” (by biology, environment and universe), these grand subject themes are composed of the tiniest, minute connections that is often unknown by the general public. That there is so much out there that we have yet to understand. What can these living organisms tell us about how we are treating them, what they know about the functions of the world and how we can all work together, so we don’t eliminate our chances in saving this planet?