Paternal Leave



On My Own But Not Alone



Burst Of Colors

By: Shiela Bernardo
 
I eagerly wake up to a 4 a.m. dreamland and the moment I open my eyes I know I can tap into a sacred epicenter and have a flood of ideas rush over me as I write. I have creative freedom to render the song of my soul into a form that seals in its essence. I feel so alive when I find myself doing what I yearn to do, even just for a few hours at the top of my day.