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  • Stories run through my head and it is not always easy to capture them before the threads dissolve or merge. Some of these mental loops take me to places that I need to be but are not as light and easy as I would want them to be but I understand that they are what they are. I also realize that many people are surrounded by words that are dark, not because we have shadow selves and we have hiddenness, but because they are borne of fear.

    I wanted to be reminded myself that all is well and good. Period. That is why I started an online magazine that connect people from all around the world, with stories from all around the world. Positive-impact stories.

    Because the last few years of my life took a sudden unexpected turn to the point where it is not the same. I have had to face up to many questions and rediscover my true self. Writing, and mostly writing anonymously, was a life saver. A buoy that kept me afloat. A way to allow all these turning and twisting scenarios be place outside of my head, and slowly recreate the space in my life for something new.

    I have always written. I was a political science major. Words were always a friend and an ally. I never called myself a writer. Not until very recently. It seems like a title is demanded of you when you embark on a new venture. People are more comfortable when they are able to categorize you somehow. It helps them meet you on a level they can understand, and handle. There is a lot of info and we sometimes have to streamline. It is a reflection of the level of stress and demand many of us live with every day.

    So now I call myself a writer. And an advocate.

    For the magazine, I am mostly interviewing people and connecting them. I don't find as much time to write, to extricate and explore the ideas in my head. If I don't someone else will and that's ok. Is there original thought still? But I love hearing people's stories and I trust that I meet the "right" people who share with me exactly what I need to learn, to hear, to know in that moment.

    There are many reasons I write. What's yours?
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