Friday, December 21, 2012
As light and heavy as a sand grain
All life is as minuscule and giant as an ant can be, and as the universe can be.
We are all as fragile and as powerful.
We all matter and we all have a role in life.
We all deserve to be here and we all deserve respect.
We are all connected and we all have a reason to be
We all have an end and even that has a reason too.
A Little Story...
Once upon a time all the creatures of earth were united in balance to the rhythms of nature.
In human kind communities, everyone respected each other. The elders would pass their knowledge of medicine, farming, astrology, and so on to the young generation. They believed that everything on earth had a spirit within and they didn't only worshiped the great mother but also understood her.
Animals and plants had their place on earth too of respect and knowledge. They were the spiritual teachers for human kind.
But when humans evolved along with science and technology, becoming blinder and greedier, soon that connection that for so many years kept us in balance with nature disappeared.
Animals and plants were still trying to connect with us but we were too far gone.
Nowadays there are some that want to make amends with the Great Mother by still using science and technology. But we don't understand that balance can only come through connection. Connection to ourselves and the rhythms of nature. We can no longer act from the mind but start acting from the heart. Begin to truly feel again.
This is the world we live in today.
And no matter what, mother earth is still providing for our survival. She is still fighting for us. She still believes in us.
So its time we start believing in ourselves!
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
For Lupe
Because our friendship
is not only for the simple fact of being a woman
but also of spirit
Because our connection
is not only of blood
but because of our journey
Because today its about you
and I know tomorrow could be about me and both of us
Because when we fall we will have each other to stand back up
Because we hold hands from the depths of our hearts
I wish you a happy birthday my beautiful sister!
And may all your dreams come your way
May this year be one to remember!!
Love You, Sofi
Wild Women
This is for: The woman who run with wolves, woman of the circle of stones, woman who still search for the moon every night, and for those who seek for silence in nature.
For those woman that share stories of wisdom, stories of the self, stories of the spirit. Women connected with the land, the spirit, and extension of the whole ~ with no beginning and no end:
“Wild women we once were, domesticated we became.
Howl to the moon and dance to the open sky!
Come back to me ancient insight.
Great Spirit whisper your wisdom when the last breath of day blows, when I stop believing in myself and in you.
Great mother embrace me with the warmth of the sun, when I feel lonely and defeated.
Show me the teachings of the river to find myself at ease in moments of challenge.
Remind me that nature always accomplishes with patience, when I worry about my past, present and future. Remind me of the simplicity of being with the wisdom of a tree.
Guide me through life’s mysteries, and not let me be afraid of the unknown by showing me the beauty in a star lighted sky.
Wild women we once were, domesticated we became.
Howl to the moon and dance to the open sky! find the balance within yourself and earth. Be free again."
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Life Connections
Soil layers as the depths and complexity of our body, mind, spirit
Roots as veins, with flowing blood to running chlorophyll
Branches as rivers, oceans, to nerve branches- to bronchi
A tree connected to earth and to the universe
Our feet connected to the soil and hands to the sky
A journey, A life, A cycle
Traces of what we once where
Traces of history written in the soil, in our bodies
Transformation and Transcendence
Evolution
Cellular and Spiritual
Once to now and the future
Connected to nature
Connected to life
Connected to you by one or multiple strings
Roots as past
Trunk as present
Branches as future
Life
Explore it, Feel it, Believe it, Love it
Life and Meaning (Lemu the Spirit of the Forest)
A leaf,
slowly falling to the ground
softly holed by the wind from the west
swinging from side to side and gradually placed on the soil
like a mother rocking her baby to sleep
Mother Nature,
Mother Earth,
The Great Spirit.
The leaf, Lemu
that once lived attached,
taking part of her beautiful foliage
connected to the branch of a beautiful and majestic Maple Tree.
The maple- tall, scaly trunk, thick, and with more than a thousand stories, buried in the depth of a forest- that luckily its protected as a national park
Now it was September and sadly Lemu had to say goodbye
Goodbye mother, Goodbye world
So there it is. Lemu.
laying on the wet ground, exposed
time feels slower in this regions, he thought
I feel alone and cold, continued and thought again
I can not see far away anymore, I can not dance with the rhythms of the four winds.
I once was colourful: green as the forest, bleeding red as the dying sunset, yellow and orange as the fires of the sun- now brown as the soil
Birds used to pass me and sing to me
I used to fight storms - the maple hold me and I holed on to her as well
But I guess we couldn't hold on to each other anymore
The maple, my stream of life, let me go and I guess at some point I let her go too
So now no more birds come to visit
instead ants and other insects
the slowly takes little bits of my flesh
architectural grandeur they are those ants.
As time goes by --- time: what a dream, what a joke
as I become thinner,I become closer to the earth- more compact
the rain falls over me, disfiguring me
big drops pushing me down to earth depths
mold, bacteria, yeast - growth and overgrowth over/under me
and suddenly: transformation and transcendence
I become everything, I expand and I contract...
Where is "ME"? What happened to "ME"? !!!! Help !!!!I shout
Help somebody!!!! My body is gone and why then I am not?
I am scared and alone... Please someone help ME!!!
Silence....
Silence...
Tic - tac/ Tic- tac (... as times goes by.. /with an ironic, joking, evil laughter)
Silence....
Silence...
Tu, tum, tu, tum
Tu, tum, Tu, tum
Blop, Blop.... shhhhh.... shhhhh... Blop, Blop
The rain falls
Trapped in my own mind?
Somehow,
As the rain falls my thirst of answers is satisfied
I feel the full feeling of oxygen running through me
I feel the worms tingling and tickling me
I can taste the atoms of nutrients
I can feel the breath of mother nature, caressing me, loving me
whispering: "meaning there always is"
As the wind blows the rain away
slowly... germination and roots
I can see the sky again
I can feel the warmth of the sun again
I can hear the birds singing
and there she is lovely as always
Radiant, magnificent, tall and red, her relaxing fragrance, and strong
As the rain wakes up again, I move and try to embrace her
As the wind pushes me closer to her
I softly hear: "meaning there always is"
*Lemu means Forest in Mapuche (Argentinean indigenous)
slowly falling to the ground
softly holed by the wind from the west
swinging from side to side and gradually placed on the soil
like a mother rocking her baby to sleep
Mother Nature,
Mother Earth,
The Great Spirit.
The leaf, Lemu
that once lived attached,
taking part of her beautiful foliage
connected to the branch of a beautiful and majestic Maple Tree.
The maple- tall, scaly trunk, thick, and with more than a thousand stories, buried in the depth of a forest- that luckily its protected as a national park
Now it was September and sadly Lemu had to say goodbye
Goodbye mother, Goodbye world
So there it is. Lemu.
laying on the wet ground, exposed
time feels slower in this regions, he thought
I feel alone and cold, continued and thought again
I can not see far away anymore, I can not dance with the rhythms of the four winds.
I once was colourful: green as the forest, bleeding red as the dying sunset, yellow and orange as the fires of the sun- now brown as the soil
Birds used to pass me and sing to me
I used to fight storms - the maple hold me and I holed on to her as well
But I guess we couldn't hold on to each other anymore
The maple, my stream of life, let me go and I guess at some point I let her go too
So now no more birds come to visit
instead ants and other insects
the slowly takes little bits of my flesh
architectural grandeur they are those ants.
As time goes by --- time: what a dream, what a joke
as I become thinner,I become closer to the earth- more compact
the rain falls over me, disfiguring me
big drops pushing me down to earth depths
mold, bacteria, yeast - growth and overgrowth over/under me
and suddenly: transformation and transcendence
I become everything, I expand and I contract...
Where is "ME"? What happened to "ME"? !!!! Help !!!!I shout
Help somebody!!!! My body is gone and why then I am not?
I am scared and alone... Please someone help ME!!!
Silence....
Silence...
Tic - tac/ Tic- tac (... as times goes by.. /with an ironic, joking, evil laughter)
Silence....
Silence...
Tu, tum, tu, tum
Tu, tum, Tu, tum
Blop, Blop.... shhhhh.... shhhhh... Blop, Blop
The rain falls
Trapped in my own mind?
Somehow,
As the rain falls my thirst of answers is satisfied
I feel the full feeling of oxygen running through me
I feel the worms tingling and tickling me
I can taste the atoms of nutrients
I can feel the breath of mother nature, caressing me, loving me
whispering: "meaning there always is"
As the wind blows the rain away
slowly... germination and roots
I can see the sky again
I can feel the warmth of the sun again
I can hear the birds singing
and there she is lovely as always
Radiant, magnificent, tall and red, her relaxing fragrance, and strong
As the rain wakes up again, I move and try to embrace her
As the wind pushes me closer to her
I softly hear: "meaning there always is"
*Lemu means Forest in Mapuche (Argentinean indigenous)
What's my Darkness?
What's darkness and
What's my darkness...?
When I think of "darkness":
I think of evil, horror and terrifying fear
I think of secrets, untrustworthy, manipulation, and lies
I think of confusion, anger and resentment
I think of chaos, corruption, and greed
But when I think of "dark":
I think of the colour black
I think of the night
I think of not enough light and sometimes that scares me
afraid of seeing something I am scared of like a spirit or even sensing one
I think of mystery and the unknown, and that... scares me too
and the more I think about it... different thoughts and feelings evolve
concentrated feeling and thoughts that slowly open up and become weightless
feelings of rejection and then acceptance
feelings of opposites that complement each other
feelings of fear and then amazing awe
feelings of dis-likeness and then beauty
feelings of mystery and magic
So what is my darkness? My dark spot, or actions, or even feelings?
Are those my limitations or my deepest fears?
... cause I don't think of myself as an evil being...?
So what is my darkness?
Is it what makes me unique and beautiful at the same time?
and I just been giving it a wrong definition...?
Whats my darkness?
When I think of the night - life couldn't go on without the night
the night provides us with time to rest, renewal, fresh air, with inspiration, with silence, ...
... the moon and the stars, with gratitude, with another day, with dreams and the unconscious
How does my life would be different
if when I was young I was taught that darkness its a beautiful thing
if I was taught or told what was darkness
if somehow I was guided to realize the difference
or just to give it another meaning not to fear darkness but to see it as it is
just another side -
"darkness" what brings balance
So What is my darkness?
What's my darkness...?
When I think of "darkness":
I think of evil, horror and terrifying fear
I think of secrets, untrustworthy, manipulation, and lies
I think of confusion, anger and resentment
I think of chaos, corruption, and greed
But when I think of "dark":
I think of the colour black
I think of the night
I think of not enough light and sometimes that scares me
afraid of seeing something I am scared of like a spirit or even sensing one
I think of mystery and the unknown, and that... scares me too
and the more I think about it... different thoughts and feelings evolve
concentrated feeling and thoughts that slowly open up and become weightless
feelings of rejection and then acceptance
feelings of opposites that complement each other
feelings of fear and then amazing awe
feelings of dis-likeness and then beauty
feelings of mystery and magic
So what is my darkness? My dark spot, or actions, or even feelings?
Are those my limitations or my deepest fears?
... cause I don't think of myself as an evil being...?
So what is my darkness?
Is it what makes me unique and beautiful at the same time?
and I just been giving it a wrong definition...?
Whats my darkness?
When I think of the night - life couldn't go on without the night
the night provides us with time to rest, renewal, fresh air, with inspiration, with silence, ...
... the moon and the stars, with gratitude, with another day, with dreams and the unconscious
How does my life would be different
if when I was young I was taught that darkness its a beautiful thing
if I was taught or told what was darkness
if somehow I was guided to realize the difference
or just to give it another meaning not to fear darkness but to see it as it is
just another side -
"darkness" what brings balance
So What is my darkness?
Thursday, March 8, 2012
International Women's Day
I celebrate to us, women
to our body that was designed like no other
I celebrate to us, women
were new lives grow
I celebrate to us, women
for our ability to nurture
I celebrate to us, women
to the courage and strength for those, who in the past and still in the present are repressed and invisible in society's eyes
I celebrate to us, women
for bringing change and equality
I celebrate to us, women
because of our ability to love unconditionally
I celebrate us, women
who explore emotions, dreams, and life mysteries
I celebrate us, women
for our intuition and thoughts, for your heart and mind
I celebrate to us, women
for your friendship, your sisterhood, your motherhood. Your love
I celebrate to the wise and wild women in us
I celebrate to the mother and grandmother in all of us
I celebrate to the Great Mother in us and the universe
I celebrate us: strong, wise, beautiful women
I celebrate us, women
to gather in circle and celebrate life, art, emotions,questions, worries, fears desires, passions and nature
I celebrate to us, women!
to our body that was designed like no other
I celebrate to us, women
were new lives grow
I celebrate to us, women
for our ability to nurture
I celebrate to us, women
to the courage and strength for those, who in the past and still in the present are repressed and invisible in society's eyes
I celebrate to us, women
for bringing change and equality
I celebrate to us, women
because of our ability to love unconditionally
I celebrate us, women
who explore emotions, dreams, and life mysteries
I celebrate us, women
for our intuition and thoughts, for your heart and mind
I celebrate to us, women
for your friendship, your sisterhood, your motherhood. Your love
I celebrate to the wise and wild women in us
I celebrate to the mother and grandmother in all of us
I celebrate to the Great Mother in us and the universe
I celebrate us: strong, wise, beautiful women
I celebrate us, women
to gather in circle and celebrate life, art, emotions,questions, worries, fears desires, passions and nature
I celebrate to us, women!
Friday, January 27, 2012
HANDS AND FEET
Hands that touch you, that feel you
Hands that express through creative moves, through words, and brush strokes
Hands that embrace
Hands that kneed dough and bake bread
Hands that speak of a way of life: bitten nails, broken skin, wrinkle hands, delicate skin vs. tough skin, chubby fingers vs. skinny ones.
Hands that guide me when I can't see
Hands that connect me to the sky- the universe
Feet that take me forward in life
Feet that sometimes I hide
Feet that are so sensitive and tickles
Feet that leave a print in life- foot steps
Feet that hold me every day in my life
Feet that connect me with the earth
Thank You!!
Hands that express through creative moves, through words, and brush strokes
Hands that embrace
Hands that kneed dough and bake bread
Hands that speak of a way of life: bitten nails, broken skin, wrinkle hands, delicate skin vs. tough skin, chubby fingers vs. skinny ones.
Hands that guide me when I can't see
Hands that connect me to the sky- the universe
Feet that take me forward in life
Feet that sometimes I hide
Feet that are so sensitive and tickles
Feet that leave a print in life- foot steps
Feet that hold me every day in my life
Feet that connect me with the earth
Thank You!!
WALK TO WORK
Kids running in the park. Do you remember that time? Not really... but it looks like it was so fun!
The dog with a ball in his mouth, excited walking to the park. So simple. Oh I love animals.
The carpenter looking for a nail that was lost in the side walk, while fixing the door frame of a shop in the corner of 12th and Main street. If only the nail could talk!
Oh and a second of dreams. Here it comes.... "I am sitting on a wooden chair under white sand like bone, looking at the turquoise water while the sun is shinning over me. no clouds in the sky.... ahh" its gone a cold drop of rain falls between my shirt and gives me the chills.
Oh wait.... !!! Mexico $400 to Puerto Vallarta, Paris its on special too... and Cuba it says 'The real thing" ... yeah and its gone
Waiting for the light. pedestrian light singing - signalling to walk. but its not for me. The clock from city hall marks that I am way to late for work.
My shoes get wet in a puddle. a car splashing the person walking beside me.
that sucks! maybe its good luck...
Smoke.... vapor... smells of food coming from inside the Mongolian grill
sparkling sounds from the hot flat top.
A man coming out of the liquor store, way to early to be buying or even thinking of alcohol...
An empty shop reflects exactly the way I feel today... vacuum no air. empty...
great I am crying again... not again. big knot in my stomach.
A guy asking me for money. no way... instead I say sorry, no money. sorry?? sorry for everything in this place. why sorry I am broke man just get a freaking job!
Crows on a trash bin trying to get scraps of food... or if you can call it food.
usually fast food left overs are left on the floor. did you ever noticed that? I wonder why? never an organic cucumber...
Fast Food--- Sucks, disgusting! Those crows are dying for sure eating that shit. Poor crows! Humans suck ass!!! (GMO, MSG, --WTF)Fucked up! What would Shakespeare say? Actually now it would say what they hell you people are saying I don't even exist, you who can't even speak proper English!
I guess: To be or not to be... that's the question
An asian lady sowing away.... remind me of that old woman that has a hunch from sowing so much and i guess bad posture
Did you ever suddenly think how cool it would be if everything around you turns into a musical.... oh it would be so fun! Usually if its raining i think of "singing in the rain"
Oh the rain stopped... I can close my umbrella now
I can hear the trees moving and dancing. love that sound. its so relaxing to me. like an ocean.
Almost there. I guess I am not late at the end. right on time.
shit I don't want to work today... or ever.
when I am going to find a job that I really enjoy. oh so scary... so complicated I am.
Here I go...
The dog with a ball in his mouth, excited walking to the park. So simple. Oh I love animals.
The carpenter looking for a nail that was lost in the side walk, while fixing the door frame of a shop in the corner of 12th and Main street. If only the nail could talk!
Oh and a second of dreams. Here it comes.... "I am sitting on a wooden chair under white sand like bone, looking at the turquoise water while the sun is shinning over me. no clouds in the sky.... ahh" its gone a cold drop of rain falls between my shirt and gives me the chills.
Oh wait.... !!! Mexico $400 to Puerto Vallarta, Paris its on special too... and Cuba it says 'The real thing" ... yeah and its gone
Waiting for the light. pedestrian light singing - signalling to walk. but its not for me. The clock from city hall marks that I am way to late for work.
My shoes get wet in a puddle. a car splashing the person walking beside me.
that sucks! maybe its good luck...
Smoke.... vapor... smells of food coming from inside the Mongolian grill
sparkling sounds from the hot flat top.
A man coming out of the liquor store, way to early to be buying or even thinking of alcohol...
An empty shop reflects exactly the way I feel today... vacuum no air. empty...
great I am crying again... not again. big knot in my stomach.
A guy asking me for money. no way... instead I say sorry, no money. sorry?? sorry for everything in this place. why sorry I am broke man just get a freaking job!
Crows on a trash bin trying to get scraps of food... or if you can call it food.
usually fast food left overs are left on the floor. did you ever noticed that? I wonder why? never an organic cucumber...
Fast Food--- Sucks, disgusting! Those crows are dying for sure eating that shit. Poor crows! Humans suck ass!!! (GMO, MSG, --WTF)Fucked up! What would Shakespeare say? Actually now it would say what they hell you people are saying I don't even exist, you who can't even speak proper English!
I guess: To be or not to be... that's the question
An asian lady sowing away.... remind me of that old woman that has a hunch from sowing so much and i guess bad posture
Did you ever suddenly think how cool it would be if everything around you turns into a musical.... oh it would be so fun! Usually if its raining i think of "singing in the rain"
Oh the rain stopped... I can close my umbrella now
I can hear the trees moving and dancing. love that sound. its so relaxing to me. like an ocean.
Almost there. I guess I am not late at the end. right on time.
shit I don't want to work today... or ever.
when I am going to find a job that I really enjoy. oh so scary... so complicated I am.
Here I go...
MAKE IT A BETTER WORLD...
If I could
I would tear the concrete that's covering our soil, preventing it from sprouting, growing, evolving.
If I could
I would protect every particle of life that has been changed, murdered or mutated. producing chaos in our ecosystem, eradicating wild species. damaging our well being and creating imbalances in nature and evolution.
If I could
I would bring sense to all people and communities
stuck in believes or greed that don't serve us. because they pollute our land. because they only bring violence. because they destroy our earth. because they don't respect nature. because they don't protect us. because they don't speak of love.
If I could
I would save every tree. every wild plant. every animal. every stone... in danger of extinction. in danger of corrupting the balance of nature.
I would save .... every river. every ocean.every land.every word of love. every thought of hope. every action of change.
I would save... ancient traditions that connect and respect nature - every ancient knowledge and intuition that spoke of equality respect and universal understanding
If I could--- I would do it all
although I ll start with me and my own world. hope you ll join me.
And like Michale J said--- lets Heal the world make it a better place for you and for me
I would tear the concrete that's covering our soil, preventing it from sprouting, growing, evolving.
If I could
I would protect every particle of life that has been changed, murdered or mutated. producing chaos in our ecosystem, eradicating wild species. damaging our well being and creating imbalances in nature and evolution.
If I could
I would bring sense to all people and communities
stuck in believes or greed that don't serve us. because they pollute our land. because they only bring violence. because they destroy our earth. because they don't respect nature. because they don't protect us. because they don't speak of love.
If I could
I would save every tree. every wild plant. every animal. every stone... in danger of extinction. in danger of corrupting the balance of nature.
I would save .... every river. every ocean.every land.every word of love. every thought of hope. every action of change.
I would save... ancient traditions that connect and respect nature - every ancient knowledge and intuition that spoke of equality respect and universal understanding
If I could--- I would do it all
although I ll start with me and my own world. hope you ll join me.
And like Michale J said--- lets Heal the world make it a better place for you and for me
NEW JOURNEY
Where do I go from here?
Tired but strong. Filled with fears but courageous
that's how I feel.
Meanings that once meant something to me, now something completely different.
Facing life in a new way.
So now... Where do I go from here?
Its like I got to the top of a mountain... realizing that I am in the middle of a big mountain maze.
Although it feels closer... the sacred mountain its not glowing on the horizon yet. I don't feel discouraged... but I bet some days I will.
I now have answers that once before I didn't. But sometimes I don't know what to do with them.
So where do I go from here?
Feels like I don't have the right words to say, so I remain silent and reflect.
Feels like I don't know which one is the right step to take... so I remain floating in space. and after all this movement....
I don't want to stay paralyzed!!! its scares me
Do I need to re-connect with the universal space and re-learn the language? Am I not receptive as I think I am... that I can't see the way?
Where do I go from here?
** to be continued***
Tired but strong. Filled with fears but courageous
that's how I feel.
Meanings that once meant something to me, now something completely different.
Facing life in a new way.
So now... Where do I go from here?
Its like I got to the top of a mountain... realizing that I am in the middle of a big mountain maze.
Although it feels closer... the sacred mountain its not glowing on the horizon yet. I don't feel discouraged... but I bet some days I will.
I now have answers that once before I didn't. But sometimes I don't know what to do with them.
So where do I go from here?
Feels like I don't have the right words to say, so I remain silent and reflect.
Feels like I don't know which one is the right step to take... so I remain floating in space. and after all this movement....
I don't want to stay paralyzed!!! its scares me
Do I need to re-connect with the universal space and re-learn the language? Am I not receptive as I think I am... that I can't see the way?
Where do I go from here?
** to be continued***
SOFI'SMANTRA FOR 2012
From today on
I liberate myself from self judgements
if i find myself in times of weakness and let it win
I wont condemn myself for it
From today on
I will be true
I will begin to believe i am wise
I will listen to my wild feminine nature
in times of need i will sit in silence and find a secure place among other women
in times of need i will ask for my masculine energy to come out, and I will accept the help
From today on
I will nourish my physical and spiritual body only with love and acceptance
I will let go of past believes, fears, and judgements that don't serve me
I will honor myself staying open and receptive to love
From today on... I let go of fears that prevent me from growth
I liberate myself from self judgements
if i find myself in times of weakness and let it win
I wont condemn myself for it
From today on
I will be true
I will begin to believe i am wise
I will listen to my wild feminine nature
in times of need i will sit in silence and find a secure place among other women
in times of need i will ask for my masculine energy to come out, and I will accept the help
From today on
I will nourish my physical and spiritual body only with love and acceptance
I will let go of past believes, fears, and judgements that don't serve me
I will honor myself staying open and receptive to love
From today on... I let go of fears that prevent me from growth
NATURAL HEALING
beautiful surrounding
peaceful, quiet, still, and yet living
movements, vibrations, energy
soothing, warm, and refreshing
how amazing its the healing power of nature
one breath of sea water, earth after a rainy day
one look into the open space
one sound of flowing running water, the tree tops moving crashing like waves
and ahhhhh i am home.
my mind stops
my hearts fills with love
my body relaxes
beauty all around me.... until i give in and realize i am part of this
oh ahhhhhh i am home
peaceful, quiet, still, and yet living
movements, vibrations, energy
soothing, warm, and refreshing
how amazing its the healing power of nature
one breath of sea water, earth after a rainy day
one look into the open space
one sound of flowing running water, the tree tops moving crashing like waves
and ahhhhh i am home.
my mind stops
my hearts fills with love
my body relaxes
beauty all around me.... until i give in and realize i am part of this
oh ahhhhhh i am home
SELF-LIMITATIONS
Like a snake- I want my skin to shed off. fall out. leave my body.
Re birth. start fresh.
... with no burdens, no pain, no anger. with no believes that don't serve me.
Walk through life light, with no baggage's
just true to myself
to my nature
I want to feel whole and at peace
at full bloom
not just waiting... waiting for a desired future of what i want to be and become
I just want to walk freely
be at my fullest
just be me now, tomorrow and ever
Re birth. start fresh.
... with no burdens, no pain, no anger. with no believes that don't serve me.
Walk through life light, with no baggage's
just true to myself
to my nature
I want to feel whole and at peace
at full bloom
not just waiting... waiting for a desired future of what i want to be and become
I just want to walk freely
be at my fullest
just be me now, tomorrow and ever
WORDS
Words can have such an impact in our lives
Some… can be printed, sealed, tattooed into our hearts. Into our dreams.
Defining our future behaviour. Becoming prisoners of those words.
Words that can easily become part our belief system.
Some… can mean the world to us and some so little or nothing to another.
Some …diffuse into our skin, into our blood- transforming into a disease.
While some… cross over right to the unconscious leaving us confused, absent, and scared.
Some… like sWORDS- cold, sharp, and strong- remaining us about pain and brutality.
While others we hold on to them like treasure- feeding our ego. Feeding our spirit.
Some… we never speak of. They are strongly tied up to our throat, to our heart, and stomach- never letting them go. We can’t. How could we…? no choice, they stripped out our freedom. feeling painfully constipated for ever long- NEVER letting them go.
Some… live in the darkest parts of ourselves. In the shadows. unspoken.
While others … live in the brightest parts of ourselves. High in sky. In the eyes of everyone.
Some… elevate us, filling us with colors, hopes, and vitality.
Words
… can have such a big impact in our lives. Weightless, meaningless… Weightful, meaningful
Impact in Our Minds, Our Spirit, and Our Body
Actions? What about them? Whatever happened to emotional action and expression?
Oh but words…
Wonderful and Magical, when the structure breaks
and we can see through... light starts shining - coming in- inside the dark parts
Words that once meant an ocean of tears, now they can't touch us anymore
What a Beautiful sight... just beautiful.Words.
Some… can be printed, sealed, tattooed into our hearts. Into our dreams.
Defining our future behaviour. Becoming prisoners of those words.
Words that can easily become part our belief system.
Some… can mean the world to us and some so little or nothing to another.
Some …diffuse into our skin, into our blood- transforming into a disease.
While some… cross over right to the unconscious leaving us confused, absent, and scared.
Some… like sWORDS- cold, sharp, and strong- remaining us about pain and brutality.
While others we hold on to them like treasure- feeding our ego. Feeding our spirit.
Some… we never speak of. They are strongly tied up to our throat, to our heart, and stomach- never letting them go. We can’t. How could we…? no choice, they stripped out our freedom. feeling painfully constipated for ever long- NEVER letting them go.
Some… live in the darkest parts of ourselves. In the shadows. unspoken.
While others … live in the brightest parts of ourselves. High in sky. In the eyes of everyone.
Some… elevate us, filling us with colors, hopes, and vitality.
Words
… can have such a big impact in our lives. Weightless, meaningless… Weightful, meaningful
Impact in Our Minds, Our Spirit, and Our Body
Actions? What about them? Whatever happened to emotional action and expression?
Oh but words…
Wonderful and Magical, when the structure breaks
and we can see through... light starts shining - coming in- inside the dark parts
Words that once meant an ocean of tears, now they can't touch us anymore
What a Beautiful sight... just beautiful.Words.
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