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Amigo que te digo, el silencio es mi idioma y mi ritmo. Te mando saludes al través de la brisa, no dudes mi amor. Mi piel se quema entre la gente y la bulla. El aire es muy pesado donde estás, si me quieres ver estaré junto la sombra y el mar. Tu amor es libertad y por eso estaré siempre agradecida ....

Silencio Amigo que te digo, el silencio es mi idioma y mi ritmo. Te mando saludes al través de la brisa, no dudes mi amor. Mi piel se quema entre la gente y la bulla. El aire es muy pesado donde estás, si m…

By Iwan Andrejewitsch Pelewin He lives in a little room and his altar is a window facing the avenue. He watches intently as the floating bodies go about the day, he is amazed by the constant movement and the contrast it has to his stillness. He is frozen. Many would think he is dead, if it wasn't for the slight movement of his eyelids and shallow breath....

The old man by the window By Iwan Andrejewitsch Pelewin He lives in a little room and his altar is a window facing the avenue. He watches intently as the floating bodies go about the day, he is amazed by the constant moveme…

Mi papá ha vivido muchas vidas. Ha visto muchos amaneceres y atardeceres . Tiene cuentos guardados y secretos ocultos. La vida tiene una forma de endurecer el alma, especialmente si has pasado por muchos inviernos. Mi papá transmite calma al través de su silencio. He aprendido su idioma único, su código ruso. Paradójicamente, tiene una alma de niño, goza la vida, lo sutil y lo sencillo....

Mi papá Mi papá ha vivido muchas vidas. Ha visto muchos amaneceres y atardeceres . Tiene cuentos guardados y secretos ocultos. La vida tiene una forma de endurecer el alma, especialmente si has pasado por …

Quote taken from Yung Pueblo “Clarity & Connection”. Oh how it made me think 💭:)

~To be freed from what impedes us, what causes us fear, from expectations, from desired fixed goals, from societal pressures, definitions of happiness…is the journey I HAVE decided to embark a while ago. This is part of the practice ❤️❤️

M.A

There is this silence in the wind after the holidays. It’s crisp, clear and sharp.

I whisper back.

The mist embraces my cheeks and the water droplets rest on my jacket. To be in communication with the piercing silence of nature is to be in oneness with all. As I listen to the silence of nature, it becomes more fluent. I understand what the echos of the rain are trying to say. There must be balance in all we seek. The fog does not impede, it slows down the pace. We must ask what nature is trying to teach. Language is not all words, it’s a rhythm. To discover a language that was once lost creates infinite joy. We all have nature’s language buried within.

In this cold silence, I found the warmest melody.

M.A

Stages

We have so many stages in our life, each one with an ending and a beginning but the start and end of each one can be so subtle. Sometimes I am right in the middle of a new stage of my life that I have to reflect where it began. I like to reflect on the simple, subtle, and small increments of movement- movement of mind and emotion- because they all lead up to the whole picture, a different stage, a determination, a state, a decision, etc. Sometimes when I am deep in reflection I feel I am not here nor there, stages evaporate. We are in such constant cycles that it feels there has not been any new stages just a disintegration of them. I am thinking that is real evolution the disintegration, the dissolving…

To be continued

MA

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REMINDER⁠
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I wrote this yesterday after I had beautiful conversations with few friends that confided in me, I was writing this for them but my thoughts I have about them are also a reflection of me … I realized this was a reminder for me as well. The powerful experience of writing to yourself is helpful and extremely meaningful. I hope this serves as a reminder for any of you. ⁠
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This goes to anyone that has questioned and decided to try to understand anything.⁠
That has accepted we are all trying to get better each day and we are trying our best.⁠
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Having this type of mindset is really difficult in a world where the ego seems to be rewarded and perpetuated.

L I F E W H I S P E R S

I first heard this term in a SuperSoul podcast episode from Oprah she referred to these messages that our body, life , mind sends us as life whispers.

I have felt this before- in previous romantic relationships, job situations and friendships. Every time I ignored them they would get bigger and louder… I would find myself constantly feeling empty and unsatisfied.

Now I try to listen to the whispers when they are still whispers versus loud yelling 😹😿. It takes work and practicing checking in with yourself.

Can you relate ?