🌸 Healing Through Poetry: Grief, Love & Letting Go

When life feels heavy, remember: even the stars need the darkness to shine. You are not your scars, but the light that escapes through them. Take your pain, hold it gently, and let it teach you. You are still growing, still becoming, and that is beautiful. Trust the quiet moments—they are where your soul finds its strength. 🌙

Have you ever felt like the past still lives in you, like an echo that refuses to fade? Songs for the Only Son was born from this question. It explores the silence of grief, the weight of what we inherit, and the pieces of ourselves that have been buried along the way.

In the poem “My Father Murdered My Father,” I confront the legacy of silence. It’s about more than just family—it’s about the ghosts of history, the shadows of colonialism and imperialism that linger in our blood. These legacies took away names, erased languages, and burned identities. They told us to forget, to call them “Father,” to bury our past and pretend it never existed. But what happens when the past refuses to stay buried?

"My father murdered my father.

He buried his body in the backyard.

My Father killed my father

And told us to call

Him Father."

This poem asks the hard question: What are we now? If our history has been erased, what have we become? Not children, but slaves to a story we didn’t write. The poem is raw, real, and personal—and yet it speaks to all of us who’ve ever been asked to forget where we came from.

A Journey Through Grief and Healing

Songs for the Only Son isn’t just my story—it’s our story. It’s about confronting the silence we carry, the loss that echoes through generations. It’s about the beauty of breaking through that silence and reclaiming our voices. 🌿

Growing up in Monterey, surrounded by the ocean and the Salinas Valley, I found solace in the landscapes, but even those places hold memories of loss. These poems reflect the beauty and harshness of those places, and the journey to find peace in a world shaped by shadows.

Why Scrapbooking?

When words weren’t enough to process the grief, I turned to my hands. Scrapbooking became a way to physically piece things back together. Each page is a small victory, a testament to survival. It’s a reminder that we can take the fragments of what we’ve lost and turn them into something beautiful. 🌸

The ASMR videos I share are more than just crafts—they’re moments of healing, reflection, and calm. They’re my way of inviting you into a quiet space where we can create together. I’ll be back tomorrow with more ASMR videos, and I’d love for you to join me. Let’s spend an evening together, crafting, reflecting, and finding peace. ✨

Encouraging Message

Wherever you are on your journey, know that you are not alone. Healing takes time, and it’s okay to move at your own pace. The past may feel heavy, but you have the power to carry it with grace. Your story matters. Your voice matters. And there’s always space to rewrite the narrative, to reclaim what was taken. Don’t let the silence define you—let it inspire you to speak louder, to live bolder, and to heal. 🌟

Grab Your Copy and Join the Journey

If these words resonate with you, I invite you to dive deeper into Songs for the Only Son. This book is for anyone who has ever felt lost in their own history, who wants to heal, reflect, and find their voice. It’s a journey through grief, but also a journey towards healing.

📚 Grab your copy today—link in bio! 💫 Let’s walk through these pages together, unearthing the unspoken truths that have shaped us. You don’t have to carry the weight alone. Together, we’ll reflect, create, and find peace.

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