I spent the whole day in bed. I’m not in a bad mood, I’m alright. It’s just one of those days where all you feel like is just being… being here, present. Just breathing, relaxing.

It’s nine something (PM) and since yesterday, there has been one talk : “ A snow storm is coming”, but I am not thinking about that. I was just on Instagram, scrolling through @ _2tchucks’ page {that page is so inspiring! Check it out!} and my eyes were stuck on two pictures ; one is the profile of a black girl looking up and next to her are many plants. The other one is like an indoor garden with a pool.

Physically, I am in that bed, laying lazily under at least two blankets and a comforter but in my mind, as always, I am far far away.

I am in that garden. Sitting in the pool sipping a glass of red wine. After a few minutes, I get out, naked, with an ivory towel around my head. I am walking graciously towards the balcony, and someone takes a picture of me when I first got out and when I’m walking. I feel comfortable, confident, clean, refreshed.

Now, I am standing on the balcony, gazing at a splendid  of tropical trees, by an intriguing , deep blue ocean.


Another picture.


Next thing you know, I am somewhere in California ( my mind is such a speedy wanderer) , the weather is cool, I don’t know where I am exactly but it’s raining and although my heartbeats seem to compete with the thrumming rain, I am at peace.

My friend is playing with my hair, she says I’m her personal doll. Something is calling me ; gently, I grab the end of my linen maxi dress, take her hand and we rush outside.

We are surrounded by verdure, by moisture, by pure wet air and it feels amazing. As the raindrops fall on my skin,I giggle and turn my head to face my friend who takes a picture of “her doll”.


I made it this far, I actually made it. And Besides pride, I feel free, free of that heavy bag on my skinny but so strong shoulders. I am relieved, all that worry was unnecessary and my hard work combined with my faith paid off. Finally. I am Happy.

An energy ball is  growing in my belly. I can feel it expanding slowly, slowly, and then boom! This is it.

I explode into tears. First, they are tears of sorrow and regret. Then come tears of relief, which make space for the tears of joy. As I let them roll on my already wet face, I close my eyes so I can feel deeply the soothing massage of the heavy drops on my scalp.

I raise my head and open my eyes, hardly trying to look at the sky. It’s a bit cloudy but I can see the clear view that will come after the rain. One question comes in my mind.

Am I not like the world,all heavy and dirty, full of sadness and anger? An elaborate answer wouldn’t come, so another question popped up… And like the world, am I not also full of life, love, light, happiness and strength? Yes. Yes I am ; it is true, that suitcase of darkness becomes overwhelming but like the rain came to wash the land and my body, my tears just cleared my mind.

And there was the answer to both questions:

Rain cleanses our air,

Tears cleanse our souls.

– A.


PS: All capital words are in Haitian Creole.
Vèt, pronounced like “vet” means green.

Lib, pronounced like the lib in “liberty “ means freedom.

In Soulaje, “soul” is pronounced like the English word “soul”,
“la” is pronounced like the music note and “je” like “jay”.
The word means Relieved.

Kontan : “Kon” is pronounced “Kön” and “Tan” is like the tan in
AssisTANT but without the second T. Kontan means Happy.

I’m not good at describing pronunciations , I tried to do my best here.

I thank you for taking your time to read and appreciate my work. Don’t forget to like, share and feel free to tell me what you think!



Friendly reminder

She’s Happy


Life threw many rocks at her, she dealt with insecurities,lack of confidence, and so on…

But, solitude has never been an issue. She’s been called a loner,a selfish girl and narcissist but she was her best company. Sure she felt everything that came with being alone; sometimes she felt lonely, anxious, depressed, even unwanted…

She wouldn’t drown in loneliness, she decided to go on a journey of self-discovery, she saved herself. She burned all insecurities with that fire she has within her, a fire that no solitude, no anxiety, no human being could tame. In plain darkness, in the middle of nowhere, she used that flame to guide her through that spiraled path.

So it started. Her long, everlasting voyage of emotional and spiritual growth. She used her emotional pain and her scars as tools for her  expansion.

That voyage taught her so much, but the most important lesson was Self Love. She’s learning how to express her feelings,  she’s learning how to give and receive Love. She’s discovering the many joys Self Love. She never really understood such a powerful emotion. She kept thinking about how people around her experience Love and feelings… it was hard to get through… the jumping from a relationship to another, the staying and suffering in a relationship, how can you do this to yourself? Where’s the Self Love?

She also thought about the stupid questions people ask her. “Why are you single?” “Have you ever been in love?” Oh and the comments : “ You’re too pretty to be single” “ I know… you just can’t love…” Wow, some people really don’t know about rational thinking, but hey, can you blame them? They just couldn’t understand  her definition of Love.

She doesn’t think Love means attachment.No relationship comes with a forever guarantee. Love isn’t limited to feelings, Love is wider,deeper, it’s a strong  connection, that one can lose…

Love, just like Life is so simple but no one can explain such power.

When it came to feelings, even a simple act of affection was hard for her. Her feelings either took time to come or they didn’t show up at all… All because of trust issues.

Is she even able to Love?                                 Oh believe me, she is.

Her Love is simple, almost unnoticeable.

Life and Love emanate from her as soon as she walks in. She gives Love in the simplest, meaningless ways; In a smile, in her laugh, in a compliment,in a conversation, she shares Love in sharing a meal,or a cup of water. Her Love is present in a dance, in her writing, in her art.Her Love is fulfilling for those who pay attention.


Through her odyssey, she was building her empire on a foundation of Love.

And you came.

You showed up when she wasn’t expecting anyone at all… As always…


It was a busy day, she saw you in the corner of her eye while talking to a customer,  she thought you were handsome and managed to smile shyly when you looked at her. Some would take it as a simple greeting  but judging the way she felt, she knew she liked you.                                                         At first, she wouldn’t accept it but doubting and suppressing her feelings would keep her from moving forward in her journey. So she accepted it.                     Coming at work, she would smile just by seeing you but made sure you didn’t see her.                                                                        One day, you smiled and said hi and soon enough it became a habit a few times, it was unbelievable but the biggest surprise was when you left your work position, walked up to her and greeted her with a bright smile. Wow.                                        She had hope.

That was all, until her late shift.                   It was chilly and foggy. She likes the smell and she smiled, mumbling how nice it was outside.                                                       You heard her                                                   You said the weather was shitty. She jumped, not thinking that you were listening. As usual, she smirked and you smiled… That smile, she could recognize it even miles away, she saw it on many faces and she knew what was coming.                   You somehow found a way to start a conversation and even thought she had to go back to work, she spent the last ten minutes of her shift with you. She didn’t stay for the talk, she stayed because something caught her attention and she kept looking so she could remember…            It is rare, but once she notices it,she makes sure to admire it.

What was it?                                                     Your eyes, they were shining.                            She saw depth, abandon, pain but they were shining. That glow is often present in kids eyes, or when one is very excited. But how could they shine within so much suffering?

You made her jump again, telling her that it was time for you to leave, her shift was also over and you took advantage of the situation and asked her for her cellphone number.                                                             She gave it to you…

Everything was fine so far, from small conversations at work to  text messages at night. You would text her on your lunch and she’d do the same.                     Although she questioned it even after you told her yourself, she finally accepted the fact that you like her. She just couldn’t let herself admit it. When was the last time she was attracted to someone?

It feels good, to like a person and to know that person likes you. Doesn’t it?

Your conversations became longer, regular messages became flirty texts and daily compliments. You made her feel appreciated, valued, wanted. Both of you were blossoming.

Until that day. She wasn’t feeling like herself. You came, sat in a corner and tried to talk to her. She couldn’t find the words to explain her situation but managed to tell you that she couldn’t talk. You tried to make her talk and she started feeling anxious it was hard.

You told her to try.

She ignored you.

You were clearly annoyed and left. She felt stupid… “In the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take”.                             A few minutes later, she was leaving and she wanted to apologize but she noticed how quickly you replaced her… Nonetheless, she sent you a text message, explaining her behavior but you ignored her and were so quick to judge her, telling her how childish she is and so many mean words, and you finally told her that you wanted to put an end to  “this”. She felt bad for herself but decided to move on…

About two weeks later, she noticed your dark circles and couldn’t help it. She couldn’t fight the urge to text you, to find out what was wrong. Surprisingly, you answered, the answer was short,dry, but you still answered.                                           And that was it for that day.

After a while, you ignored each other and she didn’t care, although she could feel your gaze…

On a casual afternoon, she was working just a few steps from you. You were looking at her, she knew it but she kept doing her job. You offered your help,she ignored you but you came anyway. You were talking about how some girls are trying to get you in trouble… why were you telling her this? She didn’t care and you knew it, that’s why you changed the conversation. It was a short, boring conversation, but she guesses it’s your way of apologizing. Oh well…

You guys started talking again, and this time it was more fun, it was real and deep. It was great. Better than before and she was satisfied. She didn’t regret forgiving you.

Things were very very very good. Until ‘she’ showed up and decided to mess everything up, slowly but surely. ‘ she’ was jealous, evil, and she would do anything to destroy whatever you had going on…                                                           Soon enough, she found out about ‘her’ little game, and for some reason, her insecurities were trying to come back. Why? She is responsible for her own happiness.

She ignored ‘her’, her annoyance, her behavior. She also realized that you were giving up, that you were playing hide and seek with her. One day you were all about her, and the next, she was childish, etc.        She spent minutes,hours, trying to understand what was happening. She saw you talking, laughing with someone you said you didn’t like, someone you “keep trying to push away”…But people are weird, maybe you got to know her and realized she isn’t that bad… Who knows?

You were getting closer to ‘her’ and were ignoring her. But hey, that’s what many people do. There were no flirty texts, at least not as much as before, even if from time to time, you would tell her how much you want her ignoring the people walking by who could clearly hear you

You would say how attracted you were to her, you would make her shiver by talking about the Universe and how interested you are in the Mysterious part of our realm, something was off, she could feel it. You were slowly putting a distance between you two. So she asked you in her own way and when she thought about your answers, your body language etc. She found out why. You wanted to protect her. You were hurt and she realized that scar you told her about wasn’t any scar, it was a wound, a deep wound that no one but yourself could heal. She could help you but only you had the power to bring peace in your soul. You  once accepted her help, but you were also pushing her away.

And you left.

She felt guilty, she thought she was too childish, not woman enough… But she also realized that you never made her happy, she was often satisfied but not happy. Even though Happiness comes from within, one shouldn’t settle for less and remain “satisfied” with someone else’s bare minimum. It just doesn’t work like that.

There was a shift in her consciousness.

You came, you enjoyed and you left. She opened her heart, enjoyed but couldn’t let go…                                                                      Until she decided to let her Light, her Fire guide her.                                                     And she changed the formula.                You came, you took,you enjoyed, but you left empty.                                                              She opened her heart, gave, and learned.

She became aware of the meaning of your short presence in her life.

You were just a friendly reminder, a sign from the Universe, an experience, a lesson in her journey.                                         You came to remind her that it’s okay to open herself to Love, to Life, that there should be no fear in expressing her feelings, her emotions. You came to tell her that she deserves to be Loved, Valued, Wanted, that she shouldn’t feel guilty for being who she is. You reminded her of that beautiful, fearless little girl whose fire is still dancing in her eyes, her heart and her soul. You reminded her that she is  more than enough, that her Light can change lives.

You were nothing but a yellow post-it, placed on her heart to remind her that putting herself first isn’t selfish at all. You, little yellow piece of paper would jog in her mind making sure she receives while giving, you crossed her path to make her remember that  she should Love herself and never settle for less to make anyone comfortable.



I would like to thank the Universe and the post-it for teaching me this lesson. And my Ancestors, for giving me the strength to share this!                                             Ashe!

( Today and Tomorrow, we celebrate the Dead in Haitian Culture, my Ancestors are always here but today they kicked me in my little booty so I could write. Seriously, what would I do without them?)


P.S : My dear readers, I apologize for not keeping up. I am a lazy girl, procrastination is one of my best pals and I couldn’t find the inspiration and the guts  to write this. I didn’t want it to look too long and boring but I had to let it go.              I know somewhere, someone is drowning in guilt over a post-it lol. My dearest, it’s just a little piece of paper. Don’t overthink anything you can’t control. Just make sure you understand and learn the lesson!



What is something you have learned lately?

Wow,what a question!

In July of the previous year,while we where at a Five Below, I put my pride on the side and asked my cousin if she could buy me the 300 writing prompts by Picadilly Inc. As soon as I laid my eyes on the jewel,I saw myself in a cabin somewhere far,very far,in a forest,on the wooden  floor in front of the small fireplace, a mug of hot chocolate next to my feet, writing… Oh, and why not, a cute guy? I know I would enjoy his presence. Haha!… Okay, back to the main point.

She actually bought it for me . And I will be forever grateful,this journal is so cute,interesting,and entertaining. Some questions bring back memories I didn’t think I had,some questions make me discover parts of my personality I didn’t know existed. It’s amazing!

So ,one day, the question I had to answer was ” What is something you have learned lately?” I had to think a lot before answering to this. I learned many things lately,but I thought of the comportment a certain person had… And the comportment of that same person later on. And the word came… I thought Pretenders. I saw it written in red neon lights. Pretenders, She, He, Them, Us…

I’ve learned about pretenders.

You know,people who seem so fearless,so invincible, but who have so many insecurities. I know,we all have insecurities and living with them is not an easy task,especially in a judgment based society. We also have fears that we must learn to control. But sometimes we take it far,very far.

Even if we spend the day hiding our feelings, lying to others but also to ourselves about how strong we are, how we don’t take s~~~ from nobody, how he or she is afraid of us ( I honestly think people are so funny and delusional when they are convinced that a person is afraid of them just because they act like they can do whatever they want) ,  how we know everything, how bold we are. Even if we spend hours telling people how fierce we are because for five minutes we proved someone that they cannot mess with us because we “don’t play”. We prove how smart we are because we did some research; we say that we are “savage” just so others can behave around us. We try to think that we don’t need anyone because we did this or that by ourselves when no one was there, at the end of the day, most of us drown in anxiety,stress and pressure,we feel bad because of the way we treated someone (we just won’t admit it), we still have a lot to learn because intelligence is not only based on A’s and B’s, we ask ourselves if we didn’t take the respect of another for us as a fear,and we realize that once in a while, even everyday ,we need a hand,we need another human being…

We raise our voices,get mad,we put an attitude on and convince ourselves that “they know not to play with us” while the other person is laughing at us in their head or simply doesn’t care…

Don’t get me wrong, I know some of us have a short temper, I know that some lessons from life can leave us with scars that take time to heal and,in order to protect ourselves,we put that mask on and try to build a wall around our hearts, I know some people can test our patience and make us act inhuman but it is not the answer. To those who were “born this way” try to make an effort and see how you can change yourself and those around you for the best. To those who are pure pretenders,and eventually suffer when the cape falls at night or anytime during the day it won’t benefit you at all,it will just make you overthink and ruin your mental health because we don’t pretend justifiably. We pretend to impress…






We could be heroes



The idea came unexpectedly in my mind while I was in class.I wanted to make a Christmas card for Pucca (one of my friends) and her family. I made a list of the things I would need to make my card and I started writing different kind of wishes. Suddenly, I saw the faces of the other girls with that grateful smile I like to put on people faces and I wanted to do more than one card,I knew I would be happier if I made more people happy.

As soon as I got home,I spoke to my sister about it and she welcomed the idea with a bright smile. Since she had to decorate her classroom the next day,we decided to work together,I designed the stuff,she cut them and we both colored them. We spent half of the night making paper gloves,stockings,Christmas trees,gingerbread cookies,and cards.

Since I couldn’t find inspiration for the wishes,I decided to write positive quotes on them and inside the cards. The Energy around us was so amazing, I didn’t want to go to sleep! It was way past our bedtime which is nine o’clock but we weren’t even sleepy! My back was hurting me because we had to sit on the bed since we didn’t have a desk but it didn’t matter,what mattered was the wonderful work we were doing. I felt like an elf working in Santa’s atelier,I wasn’t tired and despite the fact that my dad came to tell us to go to bed around midnight,I couldn’t sleep,I was too excited.

Today,you guys should have seen their faces,shining,smiling,even crying. From Isa L. to Edm Al.. This felt so good, I felt like I was a heroe. Then,my two good friends, A2 told me that it’d be better to do more,for a few girls near us who we really appreciate,we took our materials and started the work; next thing you know,the whole Philo A had a Christmas present. They were all so grateful but what made me happier was that girl who never had anything for Christmas, and it was her first gift,I told my friends: ” girls,if that didn’t make you feel like wonderwomen,I honestly don’t know what will “. Like,can you imagine this? She never received a gift and even though her first one was a piece of paper with a positive message in it,she was more than grateful and she kept it next to her heart,preciously,until lunchtime.

I will never forget that day,these smiles,these dances,these “thank yous”,the hugs,the kisses….Wow! And you know what I realized? First, the quotes were kind of connected to their owners,it’s like each quote was exactly what they needed if you understand what I mean,they were matching their personality,were the answers to their questions or the perfect help.Second, I realized that heroes don’t wear capes,just regular clothes,they have struggles but they still do their best to help others everyday,to bring them joy. We are friends with heroes,they are family members,teachers,doctors,and even strangers and most importantly,we ARE heroes. I am so proud us and the wonderful actions we take to make the world feel better.

Thank you to the amazing authors : Paulo Coelho, J.K Rowling (Dumbledore), without you and your great work, I wouldn’t be able to put some magic in the cards.

P.S : I know I didn’t post anything,I was saving this special one for Christmas. And I hope you guys appreciate it.

✨I wanted to thank A2 and my sister for their help that day,for always accepting and supporting my ideas. To you,my dear readers,no matter where you’re from,HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!! My best wishes,and prayers to you and your families,be safe and enjoy!

Love,Light and Blessings 



Jacmel, 7/28/16

The idea came all of a sudden while I was sipping some tea with bread and butter. In full tasting, I hear the fairies’s call. Without hesitation,i take my mug and go outside so I can contemplate the starry sky but I thought it would be better with my sisters. ( Aisha,Nakia,Yvanka and Lau’) so I invited them. Thank God,they accepted and I could feel their joy. The nymphs kept reminding me of something I always wanted to do,they said it was the right moment… I sat on the ground and then laid on my back,inviting the girls to do the same. To my surprise,they didn’t look at me like I was  crazy or ask me if I was okay. So we let our souls be connected freely,in serenity,harmony,respect and trust with each other as we were admiring the milky way.

I was watching the milky way!! Not in pictures or videos but right in front of me! I never thought this was possible only if you lived in the North like Iceland etc… But, I was in my backyard,starring at the milky way. I was so excited! We all were and it was beyond amazing.

We weren’t even scared ( don’t ask why would we be. It was dark,a lot of tall trees,bugs even frogs and other animals and insects and guys! They used to tell us a lot of scarry stories about the countryside) because our guardians ( the trees) were there,telling us that everything was okay,we were in Harmony with Nature. They were dancing,humming…

We were also blessed by the visit of eight whitelighters ( what you guys call shooting stars) eight angels and I just couldn’t find the words to describe my joy. There was a flame inside me,an energy ball; it was growing after every wish I made and then it was out of my body, with four others,in synchronicity. I was wondering if the girls were able to see them but I didn’t ask.

Anyway,I know that all our wishes will come true because Mother Nature always listens to her children.

If I write this today, is to remind you of the  value of moments with your family. So my dear readers, cherish the ones you love,no matter what. Try to make peace with them,love them unconditionally. Who would have thought that one year later I would be this far? Miles,hours away? We never know what is next so cherish….cherish.



A conversation with the Moon

My Full Moon  Rebirth

It was 8/18/17

And suddenly, I woke up in the middle of the night as usual. But this time,it is not like before. It’s Full Moon. My Mother, (The Moon) woke me up because she wanted to talk to me. So I just stood there,by the window to listen to her. She was so beautiful,so fascinating that I had to ask why. Why was she so amazing?

I accepted her call and talked to her.

I told her how grateful I was for all the things,people and wonderful moments God and her put on my path. I told her how gorgeous she was and how much I admire her. I inhaled Positivity and Exhaled Negativity. I also asked her a few questions; about these religions etc… Because, I don’t think that a religion is better than the other cause,ALL the religions, I repeat ALL the religions are teaching us the same things Love,Peace,Respect…

I was thinking about the Indians who were living in Haiti before Christopher C. They say my ancestors “adored” Trees, The Sun,The Moon and even the Stars… But all of these things are Nature at its finest. And remember, they ALWAYS told us that we find God in Nature, that God is Nature. And lets be honest,if my ancestors,well our ancestors were smart enough to build all these amazing things,don’t you guys think they believed that someone or something was behind the Magnificence of the Earth? Was controlling the balance of this planet?

Weren’t they adoring God because they thought he was present in his own  creations? Because, *Magical places are always beautiful and deserve to be contemplated. Waterfalls,Mountains and Forests are all places where the Spirits of Earth tend to play and laugh and speak to us. And, *God manifests himself in everything .She answered:  ” Yes but not everybody will believe you”.  Well, I didn’t care, I usually don’t. Only The Almighty can prove me wrong…if I am

More questions. What about the Vikings, the Egyptians,the Greek and the Roman ” gods?” And the African spirits? I think they were messengers or Powerful Guardians or if you want, God’s ’employees’. Because,seriously, taking care of a whole planet is not easy. Of course God needed some help. But here’s the thing. There is always the most powerful of them… Well, maybe that’s how they called God. Just by another name. Where is the sin?   She shook her head and then smiled at me. ” That wasn’t an answer” I said. She then answered ” I know…”

And Jesus? I know he existed. He was a messenger just like Buddha, Mohammed etc. The greatest, God’s Son. But because of our  stubbornness, we messed up,like  always. And all these religions based on Catholicism? Ah, it’s almost the same thing. They kept what they were okay with,mixed it what they wanted and Voilà ! More and more religions. As simple as that. I don’t blame anyone,we all want to understand and we are finding ways to do so.

What about witches? And I am talking about the good ones. We all know everything has a good and a bad side. The good ones were killed because they were just using plants,and casting Spells to help the world feel better. But of course, at this time nobody had the intelligence to ask for explanations. Humans are afraid of what they don’t know and because *The path of magic – like the path of life – is and always will be the path of Mystery…they just assume its bad and they destroy it… Using plants to heal is wrong? But when you have a cold you drink tea? .  And the Spells? Come on, they are just a different kind of prayer to boost the process. We are powerful but we are too afraid to realize it or,some of us will destroy the beauty of our power by destroying hundred of lives.

They killed, and they dared say “we are doing this in the name of God” How dare you? God is Love,not war or death.

If using plants, casting Spells and believing in the power of Crystals makes you a witch, than I am one even if I am still trying to understand the meaning of Magic and the fact that it is a bridge between the Visible and the Invisible world.And anyway, *Magic speaks all the language of the human heart.  People love jewelery but when it comes to use them for the Greater Good, they say it is against their religion. They buy Elephants for Good Health, burn incense for luck and more, they buy Himalayan salt lamps,plant when it’s Full Moon,cut their hair and more…. What religion? *God placed his pharmacy in the woods and fields,so that everyone could enjoy good health.So, you mean to tell me He created all these beautiful things for us just to waste them? Come on!

She smiled again and blowed me a goodbye kiss.

I can’t explain how I felt that night. It felt so good spending such a great time with her. It felt like a  Newbirth, knowing all these things,finding all these answers.The way I saw things changed.I changed. It was  Magical! I did my Ritual and went back to bed.

P.S : For those asking, I am a Catholic and I won’t change my religion. I also respect and Value . But I  know that our ” leaders” are either hiding things from us or they just can’t find the missing pieces of the Puzzle. And trust me, I KNOW that we are living in a Magical World.

* these are quotes from Brida by Paulo Coelho that I marked a long time ago

Love, Light and Blessings,










Mother Nature’s blessing

A taste of freedom

April 2016

I was at school,in grade 12 (in Haïti we have 13)

As we walked,my friends and I (we call ourselves A3) under the rain,I felt submerged by a wave of happiness

I just stood,in the middle of the schoolyard. Some girls were staring at me but I didn’t care. My Mother was Blessing me. I opened my arms and invited my friends to do the same; They thought I was just being crazy, as usual but they still stood by my side  and I smiled even if I knew that they weren’t feeling IT.

I closed my eyes,lifted my head and opened my mouth. The rain was washing my skin from the dust,cleaning my blood,erasing my pains. My entire body was in another dimension and I was on the bridge, between the visible and the invisible. This bridge was my escape and in a few seconds,I was already in another world

I am somewhere. In a tropical forest. It’s raining. I am wearing a white maxi dress with  flowers in my hair. The sun hides behind the clouds “but it doesn’t matter” he said; “You enlight the Universe”. I smiled  at him and bowed my head as a sign of respect

As I start dancing under the rain,two nymphs come by my side,they remind me of my friends. We take each others hands and we twirl in a circle,I see a unicorn walking with  two fairies we wave at them. They start singing in a foreign language,we don’t understand them but I still dance and soon I sing too,liberating my lungs from that oppressive air.

It’s like a rebirth.I feel so new,so clean. Thank you Mother

I hear a bell and suddenly,I am back.In the real world with my uniform, and the girls still staring at me like I am crazy. But maybe I am. That is the reason why I almost started singing  “I’m a dreamer baby,say y’all think I’m crazy,well I said maybe.Cause maybe I am” by Tommy Trash & DENM. But I seriously don’t get why some people are afraid to dream,to let their imagination rule sometimes,come on! There’s nothing wrong with it.

After all,we just want to get free.



Peaceful Travelers

I rest in my frenzy,I let the ripples rock me sometimes slowly,sometimes rapidly. I am by myself amidst all those people,surrounded by the sound of silence,the nature’s sound,singing her joy of being with me in this so simple but so insignificant to others moment.

I like the way the water transforms the music into thud in my ears. I like the fireball that I am seeing in the middle of the ocean we also call sky, the branches are trying to catch it everytime I open my eyes. I like the feeling of hovering on the water without worrying about anyone. Life is Beautiful 

We are travelers and these transports we call “Books” bind us to each other. Today, I am watching each of you traveling in a different world. We don’t  know each other,we don’t talk to each other we don’t even see each other. But our transports bind us trough this immense love we feel for them

NB: I wrote this last summer while I was at the pool at the Karibe Convention Center a hotel located in Pétion-ville,Haïti.


If you know me,you know  that I’m the one who screams “It’s a Sign” whenever something happens. Well, I believe in signs and I know I am not the only one even if sometimes we try to make ourselves think otherwise maybe because we are afraid we could be right, we are afraid of others’ judgements, or we don’t accept the fact that the Universe communicates with us.

This “Sign thing” like my family members call it caused a lot of head shakings, weird glances, smirks and weird comments. But I’m going to tell you a story and, trust me, after that night they all accepted my “Sign thing”

It happened the previous summer. When I was living in Haiti, we used to go to Jacmel every week-end, Carnival, Christmas, Easter… But my dad decided to rent the house so for two years, we had to stay at the hotel or in Port- Au- Prince or we travelled to the States. These are just details, now back to the story.

So I have three cousins who are currently in Haïti. We always wanted to go to Jacmel together but we never had the chance. That summer, they were all at my house in Pétion- Ville and my dad decided to go there. I was super excited even though we went there twice at the beginning of the year; without even thinking I told the oldest to call her dad. One of them said they always wanted to go there but they never had the opportunity I immediately felt bad because I was imagining them leaving and us going there, then I smiled and told her to create the opportunity. She said her father wouldn’t answer her  calls, I was literally losing my patience so I screamed ” Then send him a text! We are in 2016 for God’s sake ! ” She did so and he said yes. Next thing you know, we were packing for our trip the next day.

We left the house around one in the afternoon. * It’s easier to go early in the morning or late in the afternoon to avoid traffic but we took the chance. Around three, we were in a traffic in Fontamara two hours passed and we were still stuck in traffic so we stopped the cars, turned on the radios, blasting Sweet Micky joking and drinking Rhum Barbancourt that’s when I said that it was a Sign not to go but nobody paid attention as always. Finally, around eleven at night, we were near Le Lambi night club which is like one hour from home but my dad couldn’t see one of my brothers who was driving another car with two of my cousins and my little brother. I was in another car with mommy my dad my cousin and my sister. So my dad called them and my brother who was driving told him that the tire broke (Oops) and I laughed causing a glance from my mother ( I tend to laugh when it is not too wise to do so.) Mind you, my dad was furious he was cursing and stuff… But I told them to stay calm because a few days after, we would talk about this and laugh so, what’s the point of getting mad?

Again,I told them that it was a Sign they told me to be quiet and I don’t like being told  what to do so I whispered it for self satisfactory purposes. My dad tried to fix the tire but he broke the tool, still mad at the poor guy, he tried again and broke something else ( it’s a Sign for God’s sake! people, listen to me for once ). After a few calls, someone came to pick the car and drove it to a gas station nearby so we had to put our bags, comforters and pillows in one car. The oldest of the sisters was in the front seat, my brother, the two others and mommy were in the backseat. My little brother and sister and I were in the trunk sitting on the comforter mommy put for us since we could not unfold the seats. My dad still wanted to go to Jacmel and I thought that was insane, I know and deep inside, I prayed to God for another sign because 1- I couldn’t stop laughing at my little cousin, and I was imagining the car bending 2- Only another sign could save us. So we had to make a turn and of course the car was heavy I saw my dad’s face in the mirror trying to turn and I started laughing so loud even my mom smiled and my sister started laughing too (it’s always like that between us). My dad finally decided to go home. OUF!

I could not stop laughing because of the way my little cousin’s head was moving every time the car bounced on the road and my little brother was trying to do it too so it was hilarious! By the time we were reaching Canapé- vert I was grinning imagining the car sliding down the hill. I tried to be serious then my dad asked “what if one of you fart?” And we all bursted in laughter.

We got home around one in the morning and my dad was like, “there are things that happen in life and you have to be smart enough to understand the Signs”… I went straight to bed,shocked.

*This is not about the Signs but I wanted to share the rest of the story with you guys.

So the next morning, my dad went out with my brothers, so they could buy another tire and fix the broken other one. I was thinking about one thing, Jacmel. By noon, we were all set, but this time I decided to be comfy by myself in the trunk eating Raisin Bran and blasting music ready to hit the road!