When you Spoke the sun turned Gold

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Kamusta! Glad to see you here for my August Update! 

2025 Kaleidoscope:

Kaleidoscope: Not everything learned comes in the light. Some things bloom at dusk.

I am like the earth,
Learning how the sun rises each morning,
gently, softly, 
With no need to rush. 

A new language rises in me
like the dawn, 
It feels uncertain at first, but certain of its coming.
I’m learning to shape sounds with the care of a potter,
molding meaning from my mistakes.
Warming to the rhythm of voices,
Those are not yet my own. 
Every word I learn is a beam breaking through the fog. 

And I am learning to love myself
not with fireworks, but with a steady flame. 
I turn my face towards,
What I used to hide. 
I do not flinch. 
This body, this story, 
They have all survived enough
to deserve the sun. 

I go back to school with my hands open. 
They are not empty, just ready. 
Gathering new knowledge like light 
across my shoulders. 
I let it soak through the fear,
through stores that told me I couldn’t. 
This time, I walk in as someone who is:
older, braver, burning with questions. 

Let them see me. Let me see myself. 
I’m not staring over.
I am simply rising in the night,
with a reflection of the golden sun. 

Many of you know that I am excited to start classes again this fall. I spent a lot of time preparing and doing research over this year so that I could finish strong in my last two years of school. Throughout this year, I’ve removed people who were “friends” or “colleagues” at some point in my life. I’ve focused on my faith and my health, and although this part of my journey feels very lonely, I am learning to love myself more. 

Finally, I’ve previously talked about wanting to learn a new language. So I asked one of my closet friends what language I should learn. So at her recommendation, I am learning Tagalog and hoping that I can use it to communicate with more people and friends that I have in the Philippines. 

Let this shard of myself be golden yellow.