Versus the clock

Have you ever wondered why life seems to be so constrained and dictated by a timetable? That precious little time between birth and death so seldom spent actually living. The second hand withers away at our lives as we get caught up in arguments, anger, frustrations, pressure, sadness, grief, confusion, and a bevy of other intense emotional states.

We are expected to walk by 1, talk by 2, go to school at 4, celebrate our sweet 15s/16s, graduate from highschool at 18, finish college by 21, get a job, get married at 25, have kids by 28, start menopause by 42, retire by 60, then wait to expire. What the fuck is up with that, yo?

I cant even begin to wonder from what bizarre reality did these social constraints blossom from. Why am I accepting them? Why have they infiltrated my life so much that they influence my actions in this very moment? The second hand withers away at my life as I sit here and write these words. Opportunities fly away. Experiences escape me. Life moves on without me.

Rather than focusing on how fast the pages of my calendar continue to turn, I have decided to focus on one thing and one thing only - discovering and satisfying my inner craving for happiness. Time to enjoy the lapping of water on my toes as I sit beneath a star sprinkled night...intently looking for a shooting star...enjoying the feeling of warm air filling my lungs...essentially - focusing on me.

Versus the clock....you can give me a gold star..not for longevity because Lord knows I don't necessarily want to be the worlds hottest centenarian, but in terms of making the most of those withering seconds. a gold star is in order. Finding ways to fill in the boxes the adorn the pages of my calendar. Finding ways to make life count.

Tick tock. The time is now.

Aprovechalo.

My name is SavvyBoricua: Mind, Body and Soul and this is my blog.

You are the poetic license of my lifesong.

Beginning the new chapter in my life.

I think that along with having my emotional and personal notes here on my blog, I will also express another side of myself that is very pertinent and very exciting.

I have applied to graduate schools in hopes of achieving my Doctorate in Physical Therapy. I already hold a Bachelor of Science in Movement Science from the University of Michigan Ann Arbor School of Kinesiology (whew, that was a lot to say).

I have applied to the following programs:
- University of Illinois at Chicago
- Midwestern University
-Northwestern University
-Boston University
-The George Washington University
- Duke University
-The University of Miami (Florida)
- Wayne State University

I have been a nervous wreck for the past couple of weeks and the latest I should be hearing back from schools is the first couple weeks of January. To prepare myself for interviews and the admissions process, I will be researching the American Physical Therapy Association www.apta.org and reading/posting interesting articles and happenings in the world of Physical Therapy. This is my life everyone. This is my passion. Lets see what happens!!!

My name is SavvyBoricua: Mind, Body and Soul and this is my blog.

You give me butterflies...

Tonight, you saved me. Tonight, you kept me sane. Tonight, you were my rock right when I thought I was going to snap. Thank you.

You just finished dropping me off at home after an interesting evening. You kissed me, looked me in my eyes and walked me to my door. You have been the perfect gentleman to me, and every time my hand is in yours, I can feel my heart melting.

After today, you have earned another song dedication.

This is a song that I have loved since I first heard the CD back in the day. Its a beautiful story of a womans love/affection for a man and how his interaction with her has impacted her life. For some reason tonight, after you dropped me at home, this song was just playing over and over in my head and I realized that although we may not be to the level of being in "love" with one another, I do care for you a lot and have a lot of love for you and you are very special to me. Babe, you give me butterflies!

So, attached you will find the Alicia Keys - Never Felt This Way/Butterflyz compilation for my dedication to the amazing man you are. I hope you like it babe, and for all those who are reading, please enjoy the following video and let your man/woman know how u feel about them!



I am SavvyBoricua:Mind, Body and Soul and this is my blog.

Water Wings

So, there is this individual who has in a way helped to enhance and invigorate my life. They have not tried to change me, they have not expected anything from me really and they have really been a true support system for me, and do reside in a very very special place in my heart.

Words we share that make me smile ~Chicago~Future~Hopes and Dreams~Music~Laughter~Creativity~Sentimental~ADVENTURES~Cuddling~Heart to Heart~Differences~Calm~HGTV :) ~ Batting Cages~ Melting Pot~ Hookah Lounge~ Wild N Crazy Kids~More to come in the near future...

So I told this individual that he inspires me to write poetry, but knowing him I thought it more appropriate to dedicate songs that either remind me of a special moment, conversation or feeling and to try to express my feelings through words.

I know sometimes you may feel like you are drowning babe, but let me be your water wings. ;)


This song, goes out to that special someone. Its "Far Away" by Kindred the Family Soul. I absolutely am enraptured by neo-soul, soul and R & B music and Kindred is definitely at the top of my list in terms of artists/musical groups. This is a song about 2 individuals getting back to the basics, erasing from their minds the everyday stresses of life, escaping and enjoying each other once again.... ENJOY

No more tears....FUCK EM... ok moving on... I feel much better now!

Lagrimas Descubiertas

More original poetry by me. I have a lot on my mind and although I outwardly try to seem happy and content with the way my life has turned out, there are many times when I get lost in the the thought of the "what could have been". I know that everything happens for a reason, and I am truly blessed to be living the life that I have right now, but you can't run from your feelings and you can't hide what you think is right in your heart, even though others may think its wrong. So in an attempt to work some of this confusion, sadness and frustration out that I have accumulated over 11 months time, I wrote this poem... I hope you like it. If not- I don't know what to tell you.

Lagrimas Descubiertas

When it rains, it pours. The winds, the fury, the water, the confusion, the anger the vengeance the CALM….

In the eye of the storm, the eerie silence surrounding me is deafening.

The desolation of my circumstance

marked as visible destruction deep in my heart has returned to haunt me.

Words spiraling

around like the long whispy fingers of ghosts

seeping from the crevices of the floorboards

an instantaneous whirlwind.

“You two should talk”

“What about the past???”

Lingering “I love you’s” escaping my lips only to fall

like the solemn notes of an old-world composition.

The eye of the storm,

a lonely cavern,

filled with the troubled thoughts of years gone by

adorned with the trophies of arguments won and battles lost.

I wonder if the storm has yet passed over your home

or if you found shelter elsewhere.

I wonder if the wind has erupted

in sounds of shattered glass over your refuge

part of me hopes you escaped unscathed

part of me doesn’t

part of me wonders why the storm is seemingly lurking over me

like the ugly black cloud of reality

And while this is all speculation, I remember

the eye of the storm does not last for long.

The winds increase, the pressure builds

I’m tossed around as I search frantically for cover

I cover my head and shield my heart to survive.

and the rain falls.

One lonely tear drop after another

until we are drowning in the pain of the heavens

as they markedly show their disapproval

of what has become

and through the abundant craziness and chaos

I find myself

still

loving

you.