Deep in my soul, I stand as a sentinel for the fragile beauty of our shared existence. I champion the right to be painfully human—to wear our vulnerabilities like badges of honor. In our rawness, our unfiltered emotions, we uncover our truest selves. I defend the ache of love, the tremor of grief, the quiet joy of connection. To feel deeply is to be gloriously alive, and so I resist the numbing winds of indifference, daring to bare my heart even when it quivers.

I dance on the precipice of imagination, delightfully dreamy, my feet barely touching the ground. I weave stories from stardust and moonbeams, believing in the impossible. Life is a canvas, and I wield my brush with audacious strokes. I plead for the removal of rancidity—the staleness of routine—and call us to explore the hidden corners of our souls, to discover the extraordinary in the everyday. Let us break free from the chains of obviousness and embrace wonder.

Fear, that shadowy specter, I confront head-on. With courage as my armor, I march into the darkness, knowing that bravery lies not in the absence of fear but in the defiance of it. Kindness, a gentle ripple in the fabric of existence, beckons me forward. I reach out with humility, choosing grace over grudges, forgiveness over the weight of resentment. In a world often harsh and unyielding, kindness is the balm that heals and binds.

And so, I stand—resilient and insistent. I champion the whispers of our dreams, raise my voice for forgotten melodies and neglected causes. I believe that persistence can move mountains. We are threads of different hues, woven together by circumstance and choice. Let us celebrate our diversity, embrace our flaws, and find solace in the warmth of human encounter. For in those fleeting moments, we glimpse eternity—and in that, we are deliciously human. 🌟❤️🙏🏾

©️Beatriz Esmer