About Amina Caprice Andolini

 🕊🕊🕊“I’m just… soaking up the Pastel, searching for its pieces.”
Amina Caprice Andolini 🕊🕊🕊

I have grown to love the titles: poet and writer.  I can’t imagine not being able to express myself in that way.  Strange things have been happening around me forever – things that deal with music and entertainment.  I remember stumbling across an idea for a novel (several novels) at around nine or ten years old.  I wrote poetry as a kid, kept it in a big blue binder, but threw the “worthless doodles” out a while later.  I remember a teacher talking about the little stories in my journal.  I remember this sad little country song I wrote at the age of fourteen, character outlines at sixteen, short stories, all that jazz; however, I had no idea what any of that stuff meant.  I had no interest in writing back then.  I didn’t want to live the lifestyle.  Bizarre things have happened to me down through the years.  They’ve forced me to sit down and question everything I have been conditioned to believe since birth – and now, I live the lifestyle I thought I would hate so very much.

I have been on a severe Spiritual Journey for over eight years.  I feel as if my Soul has grown A LOT, almost as if I orchestrated its growth in the stars.  I didn’t realize how much until I sat down one day, recorded all of the bizarre events that have taken place in this lifetime, my reactions to them, the lessons taught and learned.

 🕊🕊🕊 There’s still more to do, more to see, more to learn… 🕊🕊🕊