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The ocean of OneSelf
View post: The ocean of OneSelfI 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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A veces
View post: A vecesA veces hace falta que la vida se detenga si nosotros no sabemos parar… respirar, observar, dejarnos sentir en plenitud el latir de la naturaleza salvaje del cambio. Porque en un instante una flor nace, y un momento después otra se marchita. El agradecimiento de la presencia, prestar atención… y es así como la ilusión…
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Truly real at last
View post: Truly real at lastArt by me There is a deeper sense of gratitude when i feel there is an ending… a limit, a change, a transformation… a beginning really. For me, gratitude stems from the deeper sense that All That Is, is ephemeral, and in its waning and waxing eternally, is constantly dying. Death has never been something…
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The unknown known of nature
View post: The unknown known of naturePhoto by me in Tenerife I walk around the garden and I feel life around me blooming. I have a special connection to nature that is different to my other over-intellectualised passions. It’s in my own essence to want to know everything, an eternal seeker, of truth and beauty above all. But nature… my curiosity…
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Dancing words
View post: Dancing words“Notes like droplets,move my body, still my mind;light my soul on fire..From the ashes of my forgotten Self,I will rise again as One..I spiral up and down, turning and turning;eyes closed, heart wide broken;ephemeral desires, immortal silence..The language spoken in movement;the dancer is the dance, is the dancing;Light as guide, and Death as master”….In the…