PEOPLE MAKE A PLACE

Did you think I forgot to tell you about my trip to Atlanta ? Well, no I didn’t! For starters it was interesting going to a place I called home 12 years ago. As the Delta jet I was on, descended on Atlanta I looked out of my window to see the plethora of church steeples dotting the rolling hills of this beautiful southern city. I smiled thinking,Yup,you’re back in the Bible Belt alright!’

My 2 book signings were interesting . I met some very cool people who were warm and hospitable. I sold some books, I made some new friends, reunited with some dear old friends and family and I ‘m glad I went!

Going back to places you once knew can be disappointing; I  leave a place and if I  come back to it later, I find I left it for good because I took my heart with me. My hearts is always where I am making my home.

My heart is not in any of these places I’ve left throughout my life: Cali-Colombia, Medellin-Colombia, Bogota-Colombia, Fort Meyers,Panama City, Spangdahlem-Germany, Bitburg-Germany, Herrforst-Germany, San Antonio, Beaufort, Atlanta, Lawrenceville, Lithonia, Tucson, Michigan, Kissimmee, Macon, Las Vegas. My heart is in Henderson, NV. All the aforementioned places used to be where my heart dwelt;   where good and bad memories inter crossed to weave the fabric of my life;much like the warp and weft  fibers meet to make a fabric’s design. So too are these places I once knew so well; now they are the rich texture and hand of the cloth my soul wears.

What makes a place amazing? Is it the landscapes? Is it the shops and restaurants? Is it the flora and fauna of the region?Is it the scents, sights or sounds? Maybe these are all vital; but none so important as the people you spent your time with while you were there. People make a place worthwhile, habitable, vibrant and one worth re-visiting.

-Eva Santiago copyright 2013

Hodge Podge Coffee House-Atlanta,GA
Hodge Podge Coffee House-Atlanta,GA

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Hodge Podge Coffee House
Hodge Podge Coffee House
Hodge-Podge Coffee House
Hodge-Podge Coffee House
Hodge Podge Coffee House
Hodge Podge Coffee House
Java Vino Coffee House Atlanta-GA
Java Vino Coffee House Atlanta-GA
Java Vino Coffee House
Java Vino Coffee House
Civil War Period Dress
Civil War Period Dress
ACVB friendly Host, Mary Ann Hearn and Good Friend
ACVB friendly Host, Mary Ann Hearn and Good Friend
Atlanta Got its Start with the Rail Road
Atlanta Got its Start with the Rail Road

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Home of Coca Cola-Atlanta, GA
Home of Coca Cola-Atlanta, GA
Gone with The WInd
Gone with The WInd

GIVE IT YOUR ALL LEST YOU DIE

Deep breaths
Deep sighs
Deep gazes
Deep touching deep
No one gets why things happen
Why things fall apart
So better things can flourish

So we fight the new
And we get mad ‘cause the old is gone
We cried for more
When more knocks on the door
We run in bewilderment

We say, Hell No!
Then throw the baby out with the bath water.
We reject what we can’t readily grasp
Always willing to settle for the comfort
Of something even if it’s bad
Even if it’s killing us
Even if it’s excruciatingly painful
Even if it’s disdainful
Even if it’s taking us to hell’s very portals
We’ll take, it we convince ourselves
We’ll make do
We’ll be fine
We’ll make this freaking  thing work even if it kills our souls in the process

Oh my!!
We settle for so little
We settle for crumbs
We settle for nothing
Thinking it’s everything
We’d settle for a very turd
As long as it’s wrapped in chocolate
We’ll settle for the mundane
Even if it’s driving us insane
We’ll settle for polluted water
When we’re offered libations from the fountain of life
We’ll settle for faking
‘cause what’s real requires risk taking
We’ll settle for nothing
When we could have it all
We’ll settle for a  fleeting shooting star
When The Almighty says the universe is ours

Oh people wake the hell up!
C’mon now hear this warrior’s heart’s cry
We weren’t made to grovel
Or to be beaten down by the master’s shovel
Fight for what you love
Give it your all lest you die
Believe like that small kid you once were

Honor your dream
Honor your life
Honor your self and quit settling for less
Give it your all lest you die.

-Eva Santiago copyright 2013

 

 

Good-Byes Suck!

Good-byes are awful

No need to say ’em

Say good-bye when love is done

say good-bye when someone’s dying

Otherwise, leave things be

Good-bye is way too final

See ya!

Ciao!

Adios!

Adieu!

Arrivederci!

All sound so much hopeful

All sound like

Catch ya later

Up ahead, down the lone winding road.

Good-bye means just that

No chance of ever meeting up

Good-bye means we closed the door.

-Eva Santiago copyright 2013

 

 

 

 

LOVE IS YOUR NORTH STAR

Embrace the pre-dawn for there is always beauty in the darkest hour before sunup.Look at the black hour of your life as a sign that pain ends as soon as the sun peaks over the horizon. Fathom the pitchy dark. Feel it’s intensity. Know it’ll soon be daylight when the sun dazzles and washes all your fears with a staggering brilliance. Don’t run when it’s dismal. Sit still and allow yourself to feel what you feel without any fear. Don’t numb yourself during your bleakest hour; explore your thoughts and give them a voice. Just because it’s black as ink doesn’t mean you’re dead. Remember plants and all living things grow in unlit times. No  illumination doesn’t mean you’re lost. Just be still and wait for the dawn of your most radiant days; knowing they lay up ahead just within your reach. Use hope and trust as your guiding stars. Set your compass pointing it towards love. Because love never fails you in the dark. Love is your North Star pointing you towards a resplendent future.

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THAT GIRL

There is this girl

She is meek,she is mild

She rocks my world

My worries melt when I see her smile.

She is soft, she is fragile

But don’t ever underestimate her

Though soft and fragile;

Inside she is a mighty fortress

One I turn to in distress

She laughs at hardship

She winks at the moon

Lifting her arms in worship

She knows pain and sorrow end soon

She laughs at the darkness

She sings from her pain

When my world is all madness

Every note she sings keeps me sane

She is a bundle of contradictions:

Tiny yet mighty

Fragile yet strong

Soft yet hard

She laughs while she cries

She sings through her tears

She dances past the lies

Her music dispels all my fears

She is that girl

She alone can rock my world!

-EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2013

Atlanta, I will be at Java Vino’s http://www.javavino.com/ signing Salsa! TODAY from 3-6 pm. Be the first 5 people to stop by my table and receive a FREE t-shirt. See y’all soon 🙂

evasantiago310's avatarEva Santiago

I just found out I am doing a 2nd book signing in Atlanta. On Saturday, January 26th from 3-6pm I will be here:www.javavino.com/ So please, if you’re in this area, come out and show my 2nd book, SALSA! The Taste of Life some love!! See you soon Atlanta!!!Salsa high res cover

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On Thursday, January 24th 2013, I’ll be signing SALSA! The Taste of Life in Atlanta GA! Please come see me if you’re in the area! See you there!!

evasantiago310's avatarEva Santiago

I just wanted to give you a heads up on my next book event for Salsa! the Taste of Life. Come see me in Atlanta on January 24th.I will be signing ‘SALSA’  at the Hodge Podge Coffee House and Cafe at 720 Moreland Ave SW on  from 3:00 – 5:00 p.m. I was formerly a resident of Atlanta so I can’t wait to be back!!

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Show ‘Em the Door!

Some one thinks you’re not worth loving?
Don’t waste your tears
‘fore you’re feet hit the floor
And you ponder their poisonous daggers
Show ‘em the door, show ‘em the door

Some one treats you like dirt caked on their boots?
Don’t think about it
Don’t let their actions choke you
One, two, three, four
Show ‘em the door , show ‘em the door

Some one thinks less of you?
Than you think of yourself
Don’t think ‘bout it no more
Cuz see, they are really poor
Show ‘em the door, show ‘em the door.

We put up with way too much
We put up with things God never intended us to
We give others permission to mistreat us
So don’t stay there like before
Show ‘em the door, show ‘em the door

Belittle and it shows others YOUR little
Cut another down to size
Just like a carver with a knife whittles
Do that to a heart to suit yourself
And you’ll be the one played like a fiddle

Some one says you can be replaced?
Like a button
Like a light bulb
Like a kidney or a heart
Then one day YOU’LL be the one who’ll have to go
You’ll be the one who’s been displace.

So be careful when you say that
Forever Be forewarned:
Treating others carelessly and with contempt
Will leave you empty, displaced and poor
And you’ll only wish you could once more knock on their door.

Eva Santiago copyright 2013