Our bodies are worth loving, freely, fiercely and unabashedly. Do not let the media, nor the fear harbored by the unloved, unlearned fool you. Being black/brown/mestiza/yellow/mohogany/colored is no precondition, being queer is no molecular malfunction and being poz or HIV positive is no sign of leprosy. Every contour of existence, the compounded texture of realities and flavorful dance of our spirits are important, no, necessary, to the alchemy of the universe. We are the salt of the land. If we shall lose our flavor, what then is the fate of the rhythm of the world? Therefore do not survive, but strive to thrive and make with peace your complexities.
“My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style.”
“I had found that the art of simplicity, is simply making peace with your complexities.”
“Love takes off the masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within. I use the word “love” here not merely in the personal sense but as a state of being, or a state of grace – not in the infantile American sense of being made happy but in the tough and universal sense of quest and daring and growth.”