Tiny Prayer

Have you ever thought –
“My life is such a mess?”

The ego screams,
“Fix it! Fix it!”

But the soul says,
“Make it holy.”

I am home again.  I returned in June.  Only one day after the end of the school year in Houston and I was packed.  Houston is a great place to visit, but not to live in.  At least not for me.  With that said,  one can imagine the happiness that I carry now.

Being back in the place where I first had adventures at a young age.  One of the most notable being with my aunt Debbie and my brother Sean, getting lost in my grandparent’s old neighborhood, trying to find the local swimming pool, drinking water from a hose, my sandal disassembling into shreds, walking on the searing hot pavement, and never finding our destination.

As I drive through this city, so many memories flood my mind.  Memories of my aunts, uncles, brother, sisters, Jorge and Troy (happy birthday), and others who I managed to connect with throughout my life.  Yes, this city has changed so much, but the memories are alive and they are what feed me right now.  I live in the hopes of making so many more new memories.  Now with Saul, Bukz, and Frida.

And hopefully with the people that I meet along the way.

As I begin a new job, in a new school, I pray that I am embraced by the staff and can connect with a few good teachers.

As I explore my spirituality, I pray that I can find a place where I can settle in and not be distracted anymore.  I want to learn the ropes.

As I approach thirty, I pray that I can be disciplined to take better care of myself and be balanced.

As I browse the Chronicle, I pray that I will have more fun here.

As I write, I pray that I will be inspired to write more.

I pray…

So being a Pre-K teacher brings out the melody-maker in me.  I sing all day in my classroom.  There’s a song for almost everything.  A few days ago in the midst of a moment of lucidity, just waking from a delicious nap, I came up with a tune for Frida and Bukz. Wanna hear it, here it goes…

Frida es bella, Frida es bella, Frida es bella

Frida es la cosa mas bella

Bukz es guapo, Bukz es guapo, Bukz es guapo

Bukz es la cosa mas guapo

Frida y Bukz, Frida y Bukz, Frida y Bukz

Frida y Bukz son las cosas mas queridos

de Luna y Lina