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)

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?

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!