Pure Michigan I

During the summer of 2016, I received an assistantship to help with research about water conservation. I was happy to stay working at the university. Around that time my advisor had shared with me a contact name of a medical doctor who was also a practicing landscape architect in the state of Michigan. I wrote to her asking if I could shadow her research on therapeutic garden design. She gave me a better offer. On her email, she asked, “would you be interested to help in the design for a hospice therapeutic garden in Marquette, MI?” I went on to respond that it would be a great opportunity and accepted her invitation right away.

Up to the conclusion of the semester in the spring, my dissertation research had been on mental illness. Unfortunately the topic was so broad that I was struggling to narrow it to one mental illness. The year before, a few friends had suffered with seasonal depression so I chose to study the benefits of nature to battle depression. The hospice project was going to be the perfect opportunity to elaborate both research and design methods for patients and caregivers suffering with depression!

On August of 2016, I arrived at the Cherry Capital Airport in Traverse City, Michigan. I fell in love with the area. The turquoise water, the cherry farms, the hilly roads, and fantastic views were beautiful and full of life. Dr. Westphal picked me up, and brought me to a French restaurant to eat crepes. Later, she drove me around the city and finally to my new home for the next 19 days. We turned into a long dirt road ‘Blue Water Road’, drove through the cherry farms and tall grasses, and pulling up to park, we arrived at one of the most beautiful homes I’ve ever lived in. “We got it for free and have remodeled it,” Dr. Westphal explained. A friend phoned us knowing that we had moved a house before. We decided to take it and brought it here. They had turned it into a two story trailer home. “You’ll be staying here, you’re welcome to join us for dinner tonight,” she handed me the keys to the house and also to a Prius. Dr. Westphal’s house is located in the highest point of Traverse City, very close to where I was staying.

That summer I lived heavenly! It was a very beautiful experience. I had the time of my life with the best schedule. I did a lot of reading, drawing, cooking, cleaning, hiking, and plenty of swimming. I also got to jump off of a cliff for the first time, it only took me 45 min? I witnessed my advisor gracefully jump and show me how to get it done. She said, “this is how you do it” and jumped – straight in she went, into Lake Superior’s fresh water. We drove up from Traverse City to Marquette ‘the project site’ twice. We stayed at her friend’s cabin. A beautiful cabin. My mind was so in tune with the area, my imagination just burst, and joy really filled my heart.

So much happened in those 19 days. I met Norma, a wonderful lady from church, whose husband had built a round house. It literally looked like half of a giant white ball sunk on the ground. It was cute, she became my best friend at church, we even performed together, she played the piano very well but never wanted to do it in public. She also enjoyed poetry, and we exchanged a few of our poems with each other. She said, “Melody, friends come and go, you will have friends for a lifetime, you may have some for a few months, and there will even be the one friend that you get for a day, a few hours, it’s a part of life.” This is the hardest thing for me to grasp, I love having friends, the closest ones who you can talk about anything and laugh even when neither is funny, but just out of the joy we bring to each other. Life is too short to let those friends go, but we have to… let our love go in their hearts.

Back to the trailer – I loved the little house! Every morning my view were trees. In one occasion, there were three pileated woodpeckers eating away, they were so beautiful, magnificent. Every morning, I would go for a walk around the cherry farms and soak in the beauty. I worked researching and designing back to back. I would drive to the tip of the peninsula, swim, read some more, and then stop by the grocery store to make a warm meal. A taste of life, a taste of heaven, a taste of God’s love toward us. That was my experience, living on my own for the first time.

We humans really aren’t in need of much aside from God’s love. Everything lines up when we give him control. We may not live in vacation land, but we do have the choice to be happy, to live and love freely. Unfortunately, the world has a monetary system engraved in our minds. We work to live and vice versa. Shelter and food will one day be equal for all, not in our time but in God’s time. I’m a very passionate person but I have to remember to be patient and to trust in God’s time. We don’t stop working but we work trusting in the best for everyone, and believing this way we work harder, happier, and representing God’s image to others.

Let God’s love flow from you, you will be rejected, but don’t be discouraged, we give love without expecting anything in return. Wherever place has marked your heart – don’t stop dreaming about it. Live it out, share this place with others. Go back – maybe – and make new memories, there or somewhere else. Make love happen in your heart and before the eyes of God. Jesus said, freely you have receive, freely give. Live today as if it where the last day of your life!

May you cherish the opportunity to live, praise God from whom all blessings flow!

A Dream Come True

Nineteen years have gone by since I first heard the questions:
How then shall they call on him in whom they have not believed? and how shall they believe in him of whom they have not heard? and how shall they hear without a preacher? And how should they preach, except they be sent?*

At the age of 20, I decided to become a missionary in a third world country, I was willing to go anywhere but because of my immigration status I couldn’t leave the country. At 26, my two friends and I had signed up to go on a mission trip to Florida, everything was ready. Unfortunately, we got a notice telling us that the trip had been cancelled due to lack of participation.

The Mission Preparation

Today at 30, this desire continues and I’ve come to realize that each year is closer to the big dream. Last year, I watched a video of a group of missionaries in Peru and their work there. Maybe I could be one of them soon! But I am still unable to leave the country, so my home in Southern California, is the mission field God has given me.

 It has been six months since my parents and I were re-baptized at a lake. It brought so much joy into our lives. My parents became two of my best friends in adulthood. The day after I told them I was going to get baptized, my dad called and said, I’ve decided to get baptized with you, we both cried. And then an even greater surprise filled our hearts, as my mom walked up to also get baptized on August 17, 2019. So from that day on we share an anniversary / birthday together.

This is part of my pursuit of happiness. I had been wanting to get baptized for the past ten years and to finally do it was a completion and also the beginning of my love for life.

The Big Dream

I dream of an environmental and sustainable school for orphan children. I dream of designing green spaces where they can play and learn in nature. I can see them climbing the trees, and running while holding each others’ hands. I hear their laughter as they run and sit around the fire pit, singing songs and clapping with joy. As the breeze runs through our hair, the pure air nestles each of us to Our Father.

As I write the idea of a dream come true, it makes sense to say that I am dreaming of heaven itself. Not to ruin my earthly expectations but to raise the bar by 100%. We are all orphans in this world – we don’t fully understand the title of being a child of God. And yet we are each called to be dependent missionaries of the kingdom of God – not by choice but through adoption. We were rescued to live for eternity ‘the gift of life’ and dream big. Whether I accomplish to be a part of an orphanage in the future or start a new one, God has greater plans than what I could ever imagine.

The Great Commission

Jesus said, “Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost: Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world. Amen.”*

Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.*

May peace, love, and joy fill your hearts.

Bible verses taken from Romans 10, Matthew 28 and John 15.

A Refreshing Start

“The hills are alive with the sound of music” were the chords sang through the day and into the night. The girls hummed and danced as one who encounters pure fresh air on mountain tops. The boy run as soon as he heard the chords and danced along with joy and excitement. The dog, also, jumped and ran through the house bursting the smell of Christmas and the beginning of a New Year.

“We are here!” were the words of my sister as I announced my arrival to the Bradley International Airport in Connecticut. It was Christmas Eve and the beginning of 20 days filled with memories of laughter, fellowship, more laughter, delicious food, and love!
The ending of a blessed year with a cherry on top, my parents’ home.

During those twenty days I got to walk the streets of Boston and smile at the “Make Way for Ducklings” statues at the Boston Common. Each working evening I will let my sister know that I was on my way to meet her at her work. I worked remotely with a friend for 7 days and got to roomate with my sister during that time. Every day was so filling, so loving, and at each farewell, a see you later or “nos vemos más tarde” was followed up with a kiss on the cheek to my sister.

We got to play volleyball, we got to prepare our meals, and feed each other like sisters do. We even experience sadness together, as we heard that one of her friends from Argentina had suddenly passed away. We got to take the T and the commuter rail, and the bus. We experience Boston together, or rather, I experienced my sister’s lifestyle for 7 days.

Both of the last weekends that I was there, my sister and I drove to Western Massachusetts, where my parents live. “Do you want to play with me?” Each of my brother’s children would ask. God truly blessed the last sabbath before departure on Sunday. It felt like high 60s outside, so we ran around for hours, until I injured myself while running.

I loved the time with my family, and I cherish it more now that I live 3,000 miles away. You see, not everyone gets to spend New Year’s Day with a 61, 60, 34, 8, 6, and 4 year old team. Not everyone gets to read a book on New Year’s Eve to a 4 year old. Not everyone gets to whisper “Happy New Year!” and go to sleep from tiredness of playing all day. That was our December 31st, and my end of the year was praying by my nephew’s bedside and listening to his peaceful breath. I teared of joy understanding that God has a beautiful plan for each one of us.

On the following day we sang happy birthday to my second niece, as she welcomed her 7th year of life on January 1st.

The hills do fill my heart with the sound of music. And I can hear the echo of us Tapias laughing and filling the house with joy and love.

May you bloom and grow forever!

LLama Land

Llama Land Original“Come fly with me, let’s float down to Peru.
In llama-land there’s a one-man band and he’ll toot his flute for you.
Come fly with me, let’s take off in the blue
Once I get you up there where the air is rarefied.
We’ll just glide starry-eyed.
Once I get you up there I’ll be holding you so near.
You may hear angels cheer, ’cause we’re together…”

the beauty of life‏

there  is only one dream that can be as magical as reality can reach
the essence of pure air blowing on green fields shakes your soul
wake up and splashes the ocean against your window
tiny drops fall refreshing your beauty and strength revives
because beyond reality there is faith
a faith that is only understood by meeting you
water slides filling up your room floor
your feet slow dance to a string sound
and ice crystallizes the pond and you run
fall and slide, the crystal is like cotton, and you swim
now you float on a water channel and reach the waterfall
like never before you embrace the waters
search and float there goes a log and green leaves grow on it
your glass sees all colors presented like auroras
and a blue mantel is your horizon

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The West Coast