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My Little Angels – Angelitos Míos
My Little Angels… my precious children… forgive me for not paying attention to your existence for so many years.I cried countless tears for each of you… because I thought that you had gone away… forever.I didn’t want to believe that you could be my protective angels who would care for me from Heaven… as I…
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The True Riches of Life
A teacher once said “Pack all that you would take on your journey… then leave half of it behind.”Those words of wisdom were heeded by the student… on her journey to far-away places as well as in her journey through life.She gathered all that she had… and gave half to those who had not.She gathered…
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In Silence – En Silencio
Creator… I come to the silence of this place.I come in silence… and I remain in silence.I empty my mind of the noise of the world and I don’t ask for anything.I already talked with you… I said my prayers… in the morning.Now I come… in silence… to accompany you.You have so many prayers to…
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The Migrant Trail – El Camino del Migrante
The migrant trail. Desert…. Sun….Unbearable heat by day.Penetrating cold by night.Rocks…. Mountains…. Cactus…. Snakes…. Uncertainty…. Fear…. Hope…. Perseverance…. Thirst…. Hunger…. Today I walked on one of your trails, Migrant Sibling.I walked little… a few hours….But my eyes were opened to part of your reality.My heart was opened to your suffering.Tattered backpacks…. Abandoned clothes…. Little shoes…. …
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The Joy of Advent – El Gozo del Adviento
Baby Jesus, once again the celebration of your Nativity is near.Once again… my heart is filled with the joy of Advent. When I was a child I loved Advent.The prayers… the songs… the candles.The contemplation… the worship… the presence of your Light.And later… preparing the manger… the Nativity scene… where you would be born. Today…
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Building My Own Fire – Hacer Mi Própia Fogata
I built my first fire today.It’s a small fire… just big enough for me.It’s interesting how Dad… who is so pro-women… never let us build fires when we were growing up.If I’d had brothers… would he have let them?He was always the fire-builder and the fire-fiddler.My fire doesn’t need fiddling (but then again, neither did…
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Trust the Mystery – Confía en el Misterio
Trust the Mystery, my beloved.There are so many things I have prepared for you… but you must trust me.You must trust the Mystery of my ways….You must trust the Spirit as it flows into you… around you… through you… out of you….Have you forgotten, my beloved, that you can’t possibly completely comprehend my ways?Have you…
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Be True to Yourself – Sé Fiel a ti Misma
Little One, who wanted to grow up so fast, why all the fear… now that you’re a woman?What do you cry about alone in your room?The only one you need to please is yourself.You know your limitations… you know what you want out of life… usually….And those things you don’t know… yet… will come…
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Love in a Whole New Way – Amar de Manera Completamente Nueva
I am learning to love… and be loved… in a whole new way.It is a love full of awe… of wonder… of tenderness… of truth… of respect… of strength… of laughter… of God.It is a love that brings such joy to my heart that tears of gratitude fall from my eyes as I realize the…
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Things – Cosas
As I look through closets… through drawers… through the history of my family… I am touched.I am touched by the threads of love… and joy… and God… and relationship.I am touched by the memories and by the physical remembrances – photos… keepsakes… newspaper articles – of those who have died… of those who still live… …
Words From A Desert Heart
Poetry and Inspirations
Words From A Desert Heart 