Still Here
Despite the weight of my past experiences, my search remains alive and vigorous. This is perhaps the stage Natalie Goldberg describes in Wild Mind as "fully digesting" one's life: Cuban, American, Miamian, an Escambray citizen, The Artlander, a restless man with an endless thirst for knowledge and a magnified appreciation for freedom, justice, independence and truth. I see a man with no roots, free falling in its own essence, a walker of great distances, lost at times, dwelling in the past and the present ugliness of the world, drowning, sinking, hitting the bottom of "my wild mind" until the Gods pull me by my hair all the way up to the top, where I sit in contemplation, safe at last from despair. This is me. I own it.