Tory Quintero
3 min readJul 6, 2021

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InterDependence Day

Take the Next Step, Together. Light Up the Sky.

Obviously there was a reason why every molecule in my body polarized, refracted,

pulled in one direction

Y/ours

And when this happens I cannot stop myself from being drawn

by the momentum

Focus

Shine

Align myself with you

Yesterday you were watching butterflies

fluttering, shimmering, dancing with the birds

mid-air and twirling as a testament to their joy in transformation

Yourself unveiled with wings to fly

No longer crawling in the dark in shadowed caverns

alone

Yesterday you jeweled yourself with shards of mirrors

Broken off the walls of an interior prison

And your eyes Incisive

Framed with razor edge precision

Saw yourself and saw the way

to cut the ties that bind

which set you free

Today you flew

Into the canvas of the vast horizon

Then landed both feet on the solid earthing ground

A twirl and duck

allowed you to avoid demonstrative

explosions

boom and bust

fame and game

anniversary regalia

of a conflicted war torn culture

fed on destruction

wed to weaponry

Away from noise

You spread your wings

and rode the thermals of your knowing

effortlessly gliding above the din

The real

display should be a gallery of the precious gems of self collection,

inclusive of the ones that have only been half tumbled,

and the rocks that are still jagged, raw, intact,

sparkling with potential

The real

event is the repeated pause, the presence held, acceptance,

from which right compassioned action summarily comes forth

perfect every time

orchestrated turns

rippling across

fields of possibilities

You are not a single drop of water

You are the tide itself

tuned toward the moon

The real

pageant is the ins the outs

waves of expression

Whole being

movements birthed and birthing

longing for connection

Integration

Evolution

Your retreat and your emergence

is a rolling scroll in constant edit

replete with

ebbs and flows and

Lights and darks

and

through all phases, continuous,

Grace

is with you

The Divine The She

Who is All and Everything is your patron saint

the eye the I in every looking glass

She brings you out and in

step in step with countless

multifold awakenings

shared diverse and complementary purposes

Supportive and

Simultaneous

global shifts

each one to shape you and a hundred thousand monkeys every second in the Now

You are but one in and of Her image

for Her desired occasion

after all

Yours is the

timely timeless celebration of Her excitement

of a future breaking free beyond

all things which have come before

Yes you are the cutting edge

You are the paper doll

One with many, With you

It is

Interdependence not

independence day

and You

are all you have ever been, all that

And More

Alive and glowing

a phosphorescent spark

You are onstage alongside scores of others

newly lit and flitting

first this way, then that,

all one and one

together

Pivot. Blink. Repeat. inside a pointillistic portrait

Pure and bright

not only for one day, one night, and then the next,

but in high demand,

a sold-out Broadway show, a real winner,

ever fresh and different

ever changing

ephemeral

inspirational improvisational

and

legendary,

an endless

precisely

choreographed wonder,

a painted light performance in the sky

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Tory Quintero

Off-road driving to seek solutions and point the way.