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| I am right here Open spaces Open heart Open arms Open eyes My mind feels released My soul flies gaining heights without any concern playing with the wind while goes back to the day when everything started when the journey commenced and shows me the master plan that has led me here to the inner place where acceptance dwells where bliss is chasing me where I realize that nothing has to be mended and I can fully embrace my life where I feel that I can be the person I really am This is the last installment of my BYOB class. It has been an wonderful journey, that I am planning to extend somehow along the next months. I knew that this year was meant to practice self-love and this class has been an amazing turning point that has helped me to do it in regular basis, so I don´t want to stop now. I have created a blog page to upload all these photos and those which I´ll take in the future. You can see it here: http://myhealingmoments.blogspot.com.es/p/blog-page.html I want to thank all those who have supported me throughout it, in particular my class mates and our teacher. |
Showing posts with label be your own beloved. Show all posts
Showing posts with label be your own beloved. Show all posts
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DAY 365+103
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DAY 365+99
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DAY 365+98
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| this is the place where I belong Volcanic rocks, hard lightaridity, loneliness, bare beauty lack of ornaments... just the vast sea of lava. Here and there a green spot reminds how the life reveals itself in other placesbut not here, not here. Life here is made of salt, wind and sand no trees, no big mountains, no rivers no shades... just a merciless sun ridges and curves and, far away, the ocean. After a quarter of century or moreI am walking here again: the wind blows and the sun is setting my feets remember how to jump from one rock to another my eyes get loss in the hues of black my heart makes a little dance and I breathe deeply, once and again. I remember how naive I still was the last time I walked about this solidified magmaand realize that the naivety and the old joy of vivre the hope and the confidence are still with me and are awakening while I contemplate my old friend, the volcano and feel how the old pain starts to be the propelling force that will lead me to an even better place.
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14.8.13
DAY 365+97
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DAY 365+96
7.8.13
DAY 365+95
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| Why don´t dream of it all? (playing with reveries) I have started a self-portrait journey again and I am taking an on-line class. At the same time I am trying to reinforce my daily practice and to reconnect with my old passion for drawing and to practice self-love and self-respect. Past week I thought that this was too much, and saw August as a big desert filled with self-demands After a few breathes (and some reflections), this morning I realized that this thoughts were a sort of self-sabotage because deep inside I think I don´t deserve so much attention, I shouldn´t devote so much time to myself, I shouldn´t dream big... But after debating between all those ideas, I said to myself, "Wait. Why I can´t dream of having it all, of being whoever I want to be... who is preventing me from being free?. I took my camera and faced up a self-portrait challenge that I was postponing (be playful, something that I think I am not). I took my pencils and drew. I came here and wrote the following list inspired by this amazing post. Please follow the link, you´ll enjoy it. I want to be serious and responsible I want to be playful and have not a care in this world I want to be a Zen monk and master the art of meditation I want to walk by the red carpet (at least once) I want to travel abroad and be part of an humanitarian project I want to stay at home and read all day long I want to have a garden and make grow my own vegetables I want to live in a city and to plant herbs in pots I want to fly to the Antarctic and get lost there I want to fly to the isle where I was born and living with my mom forever I want to teach every day of my life I want to own a little library or a tea shop I want to go to Tahiti I want to live in Italy for a year (or more) I want to study and learn more I want to be peaceful and know that I am enough I want to be romantic, careless, passionate, bohemian I want to be predictable, analytic, logic, sensible I want to sleep outside and count the stars I want to go to bed at home and kiss my cats goodnight I want to have a balanced diet I want to eat sandwiches, drink tea and don´t have a meal timetable I want to go around the world with my husband and have a nomad existence I want to be with my mother during her last day I want to have my dark hair forever I want to let my gray hair grow and don´t tint it anymore I want to have a minimalist house I want to have shabby furniture and mementos everywhere I want to visit Auschwitz I want to forget all the suffering I want to believe that my story counts I want not to be defined by my story I want to be extravert and sociable and be the soul of the parties I want to keep being introvert and reflective I want to run a marathon I want to stay at home and write my journals and draw I want to have time to do all these things I want to be happy being where I am I want to be myself I want to be every tiny “me” that I know still live inside me |
5.8.13
DAY 365+94
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