Se me pasó

no el día sino la tarea que me había asignado. Pero en fin, celebré en la luna llena, digo en su llenes, no estoy segura que use la palabra correcta pero en fin siento que captura perfectamente lo que he vivido. Llena, como si estuviera empanzada, bloated se dice cuando we retain water- cuando la sal corre como olas por nuestras venas...el agua se veía como sangre, sangre cuajada bien enlunada- digo iluminada

A prayer to Yemaya

Yemaya…

Oh madre poderosa

I surrender!

It is in you

that I place my hurt, anger, and fears

which have burdened my mind

and weakened my spirit.

I toss my problems, insecurities, and distrust

like rose petals

into you waters

and watch them dance

indefinitely on your crests and troughs.

Take them away from me

do as you please with them-

stuff them 1,000 leagues into your core

or let them drift and get tangled in your

jade and golden colored chains of seaweed.

Because I surrender.

I submerge my hopes and expectations

into your blue/black crystalline skirt

knowing that you will harbor them and share

with Coyolxaqhui as she passes you by at dawn.

I come to you on this chilled

lonely night

to have my soul soothed

by your roars,

to empty my body of anymore tears

at the ruffles of your shore

and watch as they are swallowed up

by your hissing waves

that break and shrivel

on the beach,

I come to purify my wounds

with your salty elixir.

Please, Yemaya

take what I give to you tonight as my offering.

No,

not a bunch of flowers or shiny pennies

but mis inquietudes

and my unshakable faith

because I surrender to your depth.