There’s a drop of change hanging from the centre of my heart… a drop that no longer belongs to the abyss I plunged myself in, but to the breath I just came back up to take. I feel the release, I feel the shift, I feel at last my body’s whispers with no need for…
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Who Am I?
Tired
This unconscious weight I carry, this unconscious burden, complex, neurosis, whatever it might be called… this heavy uneasiness of being and breathing, blocking the longing of my heart, is slowly becoming visible. It’s slowly lighting up the parts that were ignored for too long. I am not afraid this time, because I am tired. Tiredness…
Read MoreInto just Being
I hear it whisperingthrough my veins. That longing again. I hear the call from the locked faraway doorways and corridors of my Soul. It’s a silent cry that cracks my bones open. Broken into pieces as shattered memories of past and future stories. Re-membering andmending togetherthe pieces of mycollapsed mirror. My vessel can no longerhold…
Read MoreSilencio Interno
Me sumerjo enel silencio interno,respirando vacío. Vacío que me arropa,me sustenta;oscuridadque mece mi alma,y silencia mi mente. Siento plenitud alinhalar y exhalar,al ritmo del latirdel corazón universal. En el centrode una misma.Desde el abismoinmortal. Escuchando en lossusurros del presente,todo lo que fue y será.
Read MoreThe ocean of OneSelf
I was looking for truth once… Now I search for Life. For Soul. I let my long black hair grow like an unforgotten garden in time. Soaked and dry at the same time. In the extremes of vulnerable endings. Where beginnings meet Death. Face to Face. Heart to Heart. And sin is washed off byHis…
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Journey To The Self - Viaje Hacia el Ser 