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After my first book of poetry came out, I remember how excited I felt. It was a whole new world for me. The world was full of possibilities and I was ready to seek them all out. I loved that book and nurtured it through the process of doing promotions, book fairs, poetry readings, radio and T.V. appearances.
Then came a period of not writing. Something that was very foreign to me. I had spent all my time in promoting my book that for a while nothing new was coming to me. I had come to a full stop in my creative process. This was, of course, annoying, irritating, and frustrating. I didn’t want to force write because my attitude toward writing is that it should come naturally in the moment. That feels more authentic to me. To capture a moment on pen and paper. To free the thoughts swirling around and expose it to the light.
Wild is the Heart, was born from an adventure I had in rediscovering life again through traveling. After a few years spent in the midst of some grand changes in my life and new expectations that binded me to a mundane form of living, I realized that I had to wake up and do it quick before the moment passed me by. And so I spent some time going within to find a way out, and I did and this book gives a glimpse of the life that entered back into me.
It seems to me, sometimes, that life and I have been long time friends even family. We know each other. I am comfortable with life and life is comfortable with me. Then there are times where it seems like life approaches me at some bar a total stranger trying to get my attention. In which case, life and I have to start from the beginning re-introducing ourselves trying to get to know each other. Complete strangers in an unfamiliar night. Trembling in each others thoughts to find the space where trust can take root once again.
Life changes all the time. One comes as one is leaving.
The only time I have ever known life as my dearest friend and companion was during my younger years. We roamed together day and night. I had full trust and that made us inseparable. But as I grew, too much came in between us. Either, life or I or we both pushed each other out. Maybe growing up and leaning more towards my thoughts becoming a singular being instead of an omni presence I lost the beauty of imagination and creation.
Now, we have to find each other again. From the early morning haze that settles upon us to the deepest black of night, we must chase down our monsters to make clear to each other who we are. We must rescue each other because we are each other’s first love. The best thing that ever happened to me…Life.