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Under the Samaan Tree

February 28, 2018 / BY Louann Kristy
As I entered the garden my eyes met with an old man sitting on a concrete bench under the Samaan tree. 'Sit for a while with me' he called out. I walked towards him, shifting my dress forward to sit. 'Do you ever take chances?' he asked. I looked down at my hands clasping each-other. Before I had the chance to respond he told me about a lady he met while visiting his brother in...

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Losing yourself | Finding yourself

January 07, 2018 / BY Louann Kristy
At the crack of dawn I used to wake up just to hear the birds sing and watch the sunrise. I would sit crossed legged or lay on my stomach for hours  writing. I was a dreamer,  fascinated about magic and fairies. I would pour all my love onto  torn pages. My pieces wouldn't be finished  for days but I lived a magical life and had a constant craving  to always write.... then one day,...

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Overflowing in completeness

October 03, 2017 / BY Louann Kristy
There is something very silent about the way the ocean makes one feel. Her currents -- it is as if all that we miss,  all that has become absent in life suddenly  for a brief moment  overflows in completeness. How are we as these humans with silken skin,  bones that attach to create a body  be granted this amazing universe to live in? Only a few hours until sunrise,  I sit on the porch overlooking...

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65 Million Year Old Dinosaurs

July 05, 2017 / BY Louann Kristy
I have a memory, very vague,  of my parents taking my siblings and myself on a road trip --  through dark winding roads in the middle of the night to a beach on the North East coast to look at 65 million year old dinosaurs.  Alongside my brother, we stood there.  Sand covered toes, my little tummy upset from the drive, we watched in amazement these magnificent mammals emerging from the dark vastness onto the...

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For My Papa

June 19, 2017 / BY Louann Kristy
You taught me to delight in life. You taught me to embrace destiny,  take chances, to dream big,  to give selflessly, to love unconditionally. With the dawn tide, soft waves enfold onto the sandy coastal strand,  you,  bare-chested & barefoot, walk down the concrete path to the ocean. As I stand behind braving the icy cold,  you immersed yourself,  calling me in, I nodded. Dipping your head backwards into the sea, soaking your already thinning...

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The Green Meadows Hidden Beauty

June 06, 2017 / BY Louann Kristy
I have fallen in love with waking up the same hour as the birds do.  As I sit in the porch, my legs outstretched on the ledge, I watch  as the sky turn from deep blue to a purple shade. In the silence,  I listen to the melody before it becomes hummed out by the sound of tires on the wet pitch. On this morning, I made my way through the hills and tucked away...

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