Journey To The Self – Viaje Hacia El Ser

  • Tools

    I was thinking about what I really want to do in this life that has been gifted to me, and now I can say without fear, guilt or shame, that I don’t know. I think this is one of the greatest gifts my practice has given me. The acceptance of the unknown and the strength…

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  • Trust

    Photo by me Yesterday was a rough day. Things happened that weren’t planned. Things out of our control throw us sometimes into a confused state. Change always happens even if we are unconscious about it. Yesterday something different happened too; my reaction to the changes unfolding in front of me wasn’t one of total despair…

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  • Going home

    I dance to the songs of my story, my past. She breathes through me the remembrance of a path once walked. She breathes through me the grief and clarity that comes forth from being face to face with the shadow of what once was. A fading memory becoming breath, becoming life, becoming me, going home.

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  • Vivir. Soñar. Morir.

    Empiezo a sentir el paso del tiempo de forma sutil, cíclica, al ritmo de las flores que van floreciendo en el jardín. • Unas mueren y otras nacen, y aún así todo está lleno de continuidad, de fluidez, de propósito. Vida constante y eterna, porque lo contrario de vivir no es morir, sino nacer. La…

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  • Sin pausa

    Tan llena de energía y tan vacía de propósito. Sin dirección precisa. Sin pausa. Hacia una misma. • De lo que veo afuera, entiendo lo de adentro. Y desde dentro nace el camino para mis pasos. • Lo que mi corazón anhela es como una caricia perdida en el tiempo, un recuerdo de un mañana,…

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