Devon Herrera – Page 5 – Mindfull Creators – Exploring the Depths of Human Expression

An Ode To You, Dad

UncategorizedJune 21, 202016Views 0Likes 0Comments

What a challenge it must’ve been, becoming a dad to someone who didn’t remember having one. You embraced my feminine nature, teaching me softball as we played out in the beating sun. You built me a fort, which was really more of a house, complete with monkey bars and a swing. You showed me a…

What I’ve Learned About Racism

Mental HealthJune 17, 202014Views 0Likes 0Comments

Racism… what a triggering word, right? At the start of this work, if someone asked whether I was racist, my immediate response would be to jolt my head back, push my brows down as if to say ‘are you crazy?’ and respond with a defensive “no, of course not!” But racism, I’ve discovered, is often…

Military Woman

UncategorizedMay 31, 202015Views 0Likes 0Comments

My name is Desiree Herrera and I am 57 years old. I was born in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, raised in Pewaukee, Wisconsin, and now live in La Jolla, California. Most importantly, though, I am Godmother to Devon. As I recall my childhood, I would categorize it as pretty normal outside of my parents’ divorce when we…

Back To War

UncategorizedMay 28, 202012Views 0Likes 0Comments

The dark smoke engulfed my lungs and forced a film over my strong blue eyes which sat behind a pair of classic silver aviators. The thick green jacket felt tighter than usual around my muscular arms which pleased me, almost enough to distract me from the piercing shots, making every effort to remind us all…

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Trauma & The Beach Ball Analogy

PerserveranceMay 24, 202014Views 0Likes 0Comments

We all have a story. We carry them within us. Some of us carry them deep down inside, while some of us wear them on our sleeves. I am mostly a member of the “buried deep inside” camp. For years I internalized everything that’s ever happened to me. A friend of mine told me that…

Time’s Up

PerserveranceMay 20, 202017Views 0Likes 0Comments

In a #MeToo era, where men and women are extended an olive branch to share their stories of sexual abuse, I still felt like mine wasn’t “bad enough,”... like I shouldn’t have let it rock me the way it did because it could’ve been worse - I could’ve been younger, he could’ve been older, I…

PRIDE

PerserveranceMay 17, 202016Views 0Likes 0Comments

My name’s Tyler and I’m 23 years old. I was born in Albuquerque, New Mexico where I grew up with my mom, dad and two younger brothers, in our close-knit, conservative, Christian household. Reaching back to some of my first memories, I can tell you my family has always been extremely charismatic. My father -…

A Mother’s Impact

PerserveranceMay 10, 202015Views 0Likes 0Comments

I’m not usually one to put my feelings out in the open, but I feel like life is all about embracing changes and growth, and I’ve certainly experienced a ton of that over the last year. So, my hope in sharing this, as I write and think back on everything, is that I will gain…

MOM

UncategorizedMay 6, 202014Views 0Likes 0Comments

Listen to the Audio Version Instead: MOMWho knew a blank white page could be so daunting? Where do I begin? How do I write something that will adequately explain the impact my mom has on me? I suppose I’ll start by mentioning something I’ve written in every Mother’s Day card for the last seven years……

Women Do Talk In My Kitchen

Pursuing Your PassionMay 3, 202012Views 0Likes 0Comments

Another interview! Although I may not be totally keen on putting these conversations together after the fact, sitting down with someone and connecting with them face(Time) to face(Time) is one of the things that makes me happiest in the world. Which is great, considering that’s all we’re doing now. #ZoomMeetings Did you hear that, NBC?…

Bake Me Up – The Final Chapter

UncategorizedApril 29, 202014Views 0Likes 0Comments

Sadie didn’t want to go back to the shitty dorms. With her dad in this condition, she didn’t want to go anywhere, but her mom insisted. “Guys, listen to the doctor. Go to the house and settle in. I’ll call you if anything changes,” Jamie demanded, in the most firm tone she could muster. The…

Time For A Reset

PerserveranceApril 26, 202014Views 0Likes 0Comments

Hello, everyone. My name is Dominique De Wet and I am 22 years old. Fair warning, everyone, English is my second language, so if this doesn’t run as smoothly as previous blogs, my sincerest apologies. I was born on a farm between civilization (as we knew it) and rural Zululand (a beautiful, underdeveloped country with…