Esperanza Smith
Seasons of Blooming

Seasons of Blooming

Becoming and Being in Every Moment… Several years ago, on a joyful Mother’s Day, as my, once upon a time, boys transitioned from estranged teens sons to young men, they gifted me with this orchid. They had moved out, were living on their own, discovering “financial...
The Happy Man on the Corner

The Happy Man on the Corner

Detroit like many cities and towns has a large homeless population. Homeless individuals are a vast landscape on many street corners and in makeshift lean-to’s in abandoned building entrances along parts of Jefferson Ave. Many individuals seek shelters and then...
Naked and Unadorned

Naked and Unadorned

Having lived a predominantly unconventional life and living what has felt like several lives in one, I recognize that while there seemingly have been detours that there has been a path that I have been carving out for myself all along. Many times, in Life, I read,...
Interconnectedness

Interconnectedness

Bulging, large, child-like, wondering eyes peered out from behind the disheveled, uncleanly figure in torn, over-sized clothing, that sat passively on the stool, in the corner of the ice cream shop. Our order had been completed and we walked around looking for a place...
What Is Real Anyway?

What Is Real Anyway?

I have had a nagging thought lately, not in an unpleasant way, but more as of a persistent matter that I’m compelled to write about. It has popped out while I’ve contemplated people’s shares on social media. It has crept in when I have contemplated...
Art

Art

Digging in my toolbox, as I work and play with a new day, I find “art” right there at the top, one of my “go-to” tools, like that screwdriver that I keep handy and have multiple, creative, uses for. It’s been a reliable tool all my life....