Tenho andado desapontada com as pessoas ao meu redor, principalmente no ambiente, so called, organizacional. E me perguntado, o que acontece com as pessoas, seu brilho, sua sensibilidade, quando estao em organizacoes? Quando se juntam ao redor de um proposito que lhes eh comum e acabam messing around um com o outro??? Parece que a partir desse momento, deixam de sentir, ser capazes de expressar amor, compaixao e compreensao para se tornarem cobradores, devedores, chatos, impacientes...

Por que numa organizacao um passa a se relacionar com o outro de forma tao diferente?

Sinto me frustrada, sem forcas para querer e poder mudar isso. A clareza que me vem a cabeca eh que eu nao sou feita para estar em organizacoes. Trabalhar em parceria sim, com varias e diferentes pessoas de acordo com cada projeto, momento, impulso, mas nao mais fazer parte de um conjunto de pessoas que se move junto, que se constitui como uma organizacao. E um formato que acaba me tomando mais energia do que me dando energia, me tirando do meu centro de poder e de qualidade e profundidade do que faco e orfereco. Em voo solo me sinto livre e com legitimidade para criar ate o limite da minha imaginacao, sem precisar compromise para me encaixar e ser aceita por ninguem ou por lugar nenhum.

Essa clareza me da chao e certeza de que desde o dia em que escolhi sair da ultima organizacao onde trabalhei para me tornar "consultora independente" tenho trilhado o caminho que para mim faz sentido, e que melhor pode servir as outras pessoas. Como isso no coracao, terminarei meus assignements nesta nova organizacao onde estou e seguirei voando livre, levando verao de grupos a grupos ao redor do mundo, como faz uma boa andorinha.

Viva as andorinhas!

Earth time and Sky time

Today it's been one year that I have left for this journey, or rather, should I say that I got on the golden thread of The Journey?! A journey which has taken me from the lakes of the Danish Kingdom to the canals of the Netherlands, passing by the deserts of Syria, the Grand Bazaar of Istanbul and the golden dome of Jerusalem.

In one chronological year I have crossed thousands of years of the ancient traditions, peoples and religions. In one chronological year I have experienced in my cells the unmeasurable time of God, Love. In this one year I have been dancing in between the time of Earth and the time of Heaven.

In one chronological year so much has happened that I can't even fit into the hours and days of our conventional calendar. The pace of time has accelerated in times of joy, surrender and truth. And it has slowed down, as if almost to stop, in times of attachment, control, moaning and distrust.

In one chronological year I have flowed in the flow of Yes and have felt the infinite source that responds positively to it. At a point where there are times when it's almost impossible to separate the things which happen on the time of Earth and the things that happen on Sky time.

I wonder then, where lies the line in between each of them. Is it in our minds? Is it in our rules? Is it in the nature of things? Or is it in IT all together?

One thing I am learning...
Love travels on Sky time
Papers travel on Earth time
Intention travels on both Sky and Earth times

From butterfly to golondrina

Yesterday I was told my me dear friend Elena that I am now transmuting from a BUTTERFLY to a GOLONDRINA. That because butterflies fly in one region only and golondrinas fly all year long, hoping from Summer to Summer, from region to region around the world.

Interestingly enough, says the wiki:Golondrinas: Son aves cosmopolitas, y frecuentan una gran variedad de medios, desde las regiones semiáridas hasta los bosques, generalmente cerca del agua. Muchas especies anidan en grandes colonias.(wikipedia)

So may it be, that in this transcendent process, I am able to hop from city to city in the most diverse variety of places, finding Summer and bringing Summer, to a great number of people as possible and as do the golondrinas, gathering with other golondrinas.

Insh'allah

With Bare Feet

I had stepped on this land before
But I had not stepped on it with bare feet
I had not yet let myself to go into this earth

With bare feet I am with my soul naked
uncovered from any barrier which separates us

With bare feet I am letting the earth read me and to absorb it all
Molding and shaping itself to my soles
Connecting, concealing

The earth was cold
half frozen, half asleep
awakening from a long time within
under covered by the thick layers of snow

The snow has been melting away
as the sun is coming out slowly
to caresse our faces with its tender light a
and inspiring life.

The earth is awakening
becoming greener and present

The birds are singing in the morning
as to salute the sun and the brighter days

With bare feet
I am able to feel it all
let the earth speaks to me
sweet and almost silent whispers brought by the chill breeze

With bare feet I surrender to the mysteries of this land
and the magic it is holding for me
as I let it speak and manifest through me

And I pray for it to last
for my stay to be long and bear juicy fruits
when Spring had come and gone
and it will be Summer

With my bare feet.

Reaching the Generous Limits of the Sky

To love is also to hope
To hope for it to last
For that which is felt by one to be extended and felt by the other

To love is also to hope
that ir can be understood
that it can be respected and honored

To love is to learn to let go
of the Self and the pride

It is an invitation to be open for the world
even when the world seems to be closed to you

To love is to be proud of your feelings
and don't let anyone doubt their intensity

To love is to smile brightly and big
even when your heart is small with sadness and disappointment

To love is to never let go of the tenderness and care for your beloved
just because your ego may say it is the right thing to do

To love is to share your happiness with others
and let them to feel loved and be loving too.

To love is to be courageous to let your love go
to let it be transformed by time

To love is to say "I love you"
even when you risk not hearing it back

It is this enormous feeling that transcends the barriers of rational understanding
and reached the generous limits of the sky and beyond!

To love is to love more and more and more, at every new story you have
and to never be afraid of not having enough to give.
Because Love is infinite and it has no owner or expiring date
It is immortal and transcendental!

Living Winter when it is not Spring

I have been thinking about anticipation these days.

As I walk through the main shopping alleys of the Netherlands I notice that all shops are already selling out, on 70 percent discount or more, their Winter Collection and are starting to display the new Spring Collection. Nevertheless the weather outside their windows is still freezing, rainy and gray... And we start to live a Spring which is not yet there, and will only really come in approximately 2 months from now.

From here to the 21st of March we will be longing for a time that still is about to come, for something which is not yet reality. We will be wishing the days were already sunny, the flowers blossoming and the trees green, instead of, as Nature, preparing ourselves to leave this hibernating and introverted period, and being ready to enter a new cycle in our lives.

Anticipating what is yet to come prevents us to being present and appreciating what simply is and the beauty and fragile impermanence which resides in it. If only we would walk on the streets and parks of our cities and watched how slowly the trees and loans start to awaken and bring about a different quality of life in their systems. If only we would walk around in our own systems and slowly awaken ourselves to the different quality of life we are able to live and that is being called from us at this time, and only in this very now.

So when Spring comes we are not regretting what is no longer there. So when Spring comes we welcome it with our spirits fresh, our hearts open and ready to fully live what it IS.

Love me too

In the shop's front windows and shelves Love is displayed in red
Hearts and cupids fill in people's eyes on the streets
Love is in the air!

Soon it is Valentine's Day
Hearts get filled with hope and wish for the expected proposal or declaration from the beloved ones
Minds get preoccupied with the restless fear of loneliness
But we are all tuned into Love...

Loving ourselves, so that others can love us too
Loving others, with compassion and acceptance for what is
Loving our parents, and being grateful for their eternal support and unconditional love
Loving our children, and letting them play with the child that always live inside of us
Loving our grandparents, and honoring the paths they have walked and made it possible for us to walk differently now
Loving our partners, with our most authentic selves

Valiant Valentine
Valentine Valiant
Loving courageously and fierce
Loving tenderly and deep
Love
Love
LOVE