ON LIVING LIFE WISELY - To make the right choices, you have to be at peace with yourself.

Sometimes, all you need is someone who will listen. It is fortune enough to have people around who hear you & not judge you.

LIFE’S SOFT EDGES‘Tis a truth I will confess that we ofttimes find soft edges –to such a degree, our livesare well manifestof people’s kindliness.

Every person is an entrance to another world.

HIDEAWAYPreserve thatsecret, homey spotin your heart,as sanctuary where dreams may be softly tended,and revived.

Come discover how astonishingit is to unravel your own blossoming.

The world is abounding with beauty. You are a demonstration of this.

This transformationbegins in the spinningof the soul,hanged upside down,massively re-arranged,motion light.By inch the radicaltakes place the old is decomposed, the gruesome has been destroyed melting into something beautiful.What has seemed to harm youbrought you to life.- CHANGE, A Poem

Smart means having intellectual humility rather than high cognitive ability.

INDIVIDUALITYI will never cease to talk in riddles,I will never try to feel different.I may be unusual for them, but that’s alright with me.

Dear human,modern incarnatefor a brief moment.Neither of the angels,neither of the demons.Dear human,you, where evil and light wrangle,on some daybreak, will awakento remember the reasonof this existence.Meanwhile, dear human,through the twists and turnsyou know that you belong hereand through this wounded lifetime,teach others to heal...-Tara Estacaan, "Dear Human", June 2016

Dear human,modern incarnatefor a brief moment.Neither of the angels,neither of the demons.Dear human, you, where evil and light wrangle,on some daybreak, will awakento remember the reasonof this existence.Meanwhile, dear human,through the twists and turnsyou belong hereand through this wounded lifetime, teach others to heal...Tara Estacaan, 'Dear Human

MORNINGTIDEThe wonderful works of morningtidebring the sight of luminous whiteness,a breathing whimsyamong wind-tossed sprigs of green.

Soft sunlight tall treeswoodsmoke impressions summery cuestossed onthis dainty patch of my recluse.~ Poem Title VERS LIBÉRÉ, Tara Estacaan

May there be an abundance of kindness, hope, patience, light and joy in your life.

Her smile is the simplest miracle that she can create anytime.

Beautiful Oneyou'll graspone dayjust how sufficientand goodyou are as you are. Title: SUFFICIENT, Tara Estacaan

Make yourself feel good. Be enthusiastic about your day.

Growing Up' ----To become someone,to reach outfor things you have dreamt of.There is nogoing back.

She might not be sweetShe might not be upbeatShe is womanHer strength finespun —To the unkind,She changes her mind.Oh woman, solid purebred.Hold high your head.

Vulnerability is strength. It is being honest about who you are & about your experiences.

EVENTIDEDark and light strikingeach other,vividly etching wild colorsthrough the horizon.The charm of sunset makes me wantto scurry home.

While some people want to be popular, some of us simply want to be brave.

Forgiveness opens your life for an abundance of positive things.

silence in the lightover thick bamboo leaves, the sunmagical yellow- Tara Estacaan, Day's Crown Haiku

LIVE WELL___Forget them not, yet forgive, forgive..from self-harm, quita new page, right nowyour spirit's new year's eve.

For me, my haters are not the ones who I have done wrong with, but the ones I have fought for.

Allow your humanity to shine.

How about truly loving yourself now?

QUIETUDELet this silence becomea celebration, my rainbow shining that couragecelestial diamonds scatter in darknessmy starlight reaching, engulfing bringing sacred laughterto the innermost. Grace.The whole pointof my refrain.

RAINThunder skiesdewdrops fall,timeless motion.Heavy drizzles,blurred visionslumbering moon.

This is my classic story:I am unpredictable,like the rest of us.

A pause gives you breathing spaceso listen to the whispersof the real youwaiting to happen.

Real mental toughness is about being conscious of your behavior patterns and from this knowledge, you are able to turn your life around.

UNSOPHISTICATEDI sing my merry songat first blush of daythis external peacetendered by the soft shadeof tidy clouds idly crossing places,a fresh note returns to mind:I am unsophisticated at heart.

There is no middle ground for the selfless and the selfish.

The might of lifehonors thewaning sun of Autumn be-decking the landscapein a fancy blaze of tangerine.

SUMMERthe cattails swayand the bamboodances gently intothe brightness ofa happy day.

From our solitudewe shall create,forge songs ,pour in the reflectionof the stars and refresh the mindabout the silk-ridden roads that wait for them who have forgotten to feel.

Have patience. You will eventually lose sight of what you truly deserve if you get too fixed on grabbing any stuff quickly. Things that last don't grow easy.

Dusk At The CountrysideThe fire-glow greetsthe ingress of nightfalland thenceforth, over the sublime specter, argent stars convene.

MELODYLong chorus,pierce the night.Noon for crickets.

A woman will feel emotionally secure when you can listen to her stories. Then she will learn to love you.

Only cross your bridge when you have come to it.

They who laugh the hardest are the same ones who have fought the toughest.The winner, though fraught with scarsstands alone,wholly victorious.