Ameliana Meraz

This is my beautiful pen name, perhaps it will be all mine one day soon. just add that onto a big long, getting longer by the day list of things i love to do, out- listed by all the things that I suppose I need to take out of my head, heart and portfolio and introduce them to the world. In a transition of course, that goes without saying, but this one, this particular one is scaring me right out of my pants. In the process of leaving the only career I've known, from the age of 4, the only one I've let into my pay cheque world. I can thank the universe for knocking down that particularly thick and lush forest (metaphorically of course, don't want to upset my ecominded aboutme friends). the very same forest which i couldn't see through- until now. Knees trembling, fingers shaking, I started out uploading photos I've taken. Next will be my art, and perhaps the beautiful little things I make and then, the one that makes me prefer to crawl inside out and walk around town before acutally doing it, exposing my poetry and reviews. I thank this platform and all of the amazingly creative and ambitious and talented people who are either fledglings as I, or those of you who have been achieving great depths of work. These busier than ever hands are already lighter and more nimble as i feel much of the tension and anxiety and anger that I had allowed in through my pores, are slowly dropping away. My piano is cooperating with me, as is my search for just the right modulations, my cello is actually off for repair. Though I am the girl with new names, I am the happiest in my original skin now and forever. Now I would just love to add my own little family with the big love and animals running around my feet with the surf under us all.