Mariposa de Fuego: A Journey To Empowerment
poems, 2024
This book of bilingual poems is about my journey to rediscover my values and my resilience, honoring my dreams as a young girl and the beginning of my path to self-empowerment. I wish to inspire other women in their fight agains fear and self-doubt. Encouraging them to examite their circumstance, to get to an understanding of their traumas and their own selves, to reinvent themselves in front of the world, as mothers, daughters, wives, women, speaking up their minds and souls with their truths. I hope you enjoy accompanying me in this bumpy journey.
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Me
Aurea,
Áurea
I haven’t used the accent mark in my name ever until now.
I still struggle to capitalize it and have the accent mark.
Not recognizing my name as it should
has become the antithesis of my childhood superpowers,
since then.
Not recognizing its grammar rules and sound
in its greatness openly
is blaspheming my own values.
Not recognizing its meanings as more than one
and as something precious as the gold itself
and the beauty of its flower,
is being blind and deaf to my real persona.
Not recognizing my name,
is not recognizing my own self.
Not recognizing the figure in the mirror.
Y es que no puedo verme acaso?
Fog that doesn’t move from the view,
una neblina que no se disipa,
between my name and me
has been there for too long.
I had inherited,
carried the family name
y ellas también,
starting from my great grandmother,
my grandmother,
my mother,
and myself.
Inferiority complex, sabotage,
falta de amor propio, desarraigo.
But from what I have seen
I have learned.
The unconscious lineage of pain stops here,
with me.
I am the last Amazona.
I am the reinvindicator
of my the lineage of women in my family,
and my own woman lineage,
As a mother, as a daughter,
as myself
Áurea. "
Mariposa de Fuego: A Journey To Empowerment
poems, 2024
Para quién escribo
Escribo para ellos.
Para mujeres, para niñas,
pero también para los niños.
Para mi hijo.
Escribo para mí.
Escribo por mi dolor,
y de mi dolor;
para entenderlo,
para procesarlo,
para transformarlo.
Para que salga de mí
al mundo.
De sus propias heridas,
florece el brillo de mi alma,
que mi dolor y yo llevamos dentro
para iluminar el camino,
de muchos niños,
ojalá.
Como hubiera querido
que alguien lo haga por mí.
Porque sanarnos a nosotros mismos
sanará nuestro niño interior,
y a nuestros hijos.
Trabajar nuestro pasado
nos deja ver
con más claridad
nuestro presente,
para sanar nuestro futuro.
Escribo para mi curación,
para construir mi propia felicidad
con mis propias manos.
Para mi redención
y mi propia libertad.
Para volar,
como una paloma.
Como una mariposa de fuego,
que se rehace de sus propias cenizas,
de su propio dolor.
Áurea. "
