Knots
Knots
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Sometimes the addresses are not revealed…
Dancing on the surface, sinking into the depths and again up and down, forwards and backwards… the game appears and the knots are no longer knots
Path back to me&you
Path back to me&you
Use every tool that comes into your hands constructively, in service to yourself and to all. May the life that dwells within you lead you to the place where you will be one with yourself. Live the beautiful life, live the life you're passionate about, live the life that gives you goosebumps in such a way that joy returns to where it belongs. Return to yourself and be happy. Path back to me&you ;)
me&you is deliberate because you and I are united by mystery. All the bliss I wish for myself, I wish for you.
[Using new tools that are coming into my hands, I share this little record in Portuguese. I don't know Portuguese but its song is so beautiful... Enjoy that beautiful song. ]
[Utilizando ferramentas novas que estão chegando a mim, compartilho este pequeno disco em português. Não sei português mas o seu canto é tão belo... Desfruta desse canto belo.]
Beaty strength
Beaty strength
The strength of tenderness in beauty that is blooming, that beauty which draws you in, which envelops you with its color, its form, its fragrance and is capable of breaking through the obstacles, the deepest fortresses we have built to protect ourselves from pain.
Sea breeze
Sea breeze
Wake up the earth before the sea,
salt wind, ancestral whisper.
Caress of diamonds shine randomly.
Smells that open doors,
bridges to the future.
I breathe the sea breeze. [⋅⋅⋅]
Olive
Olive
What is the sense of life?
I want to remember that living in the sense of life everything will be fine.
Has been in the presence of so many lives and experiences [⋅⋅⋅]
Situations that don’t make sense can’t be given a happy ending.
I want to remember that living in the sense of life everything will be fine.
One trunk, one sense.
One trunk, many experiences.
What will this sense of life be? [⋅⋅⋅]
Where is?
Where is?
Fi King in search of balance
Fi King in search of balance
Reigning order and chaos, balance and imbalance.
Imbalance, that small opening to movement. There is a longing for balance and it produces progress and return. But when you reach balance there is an inexplicable desire that plunges you back into imbalance…
The stillness of perfect order calls for chaos. The very disquiet in order produces the need for chaos itself. It is an infinite dance. In infinite ways, infinite forms, styles, seriously, happily, slowly, quickly, alone, or in company.
Dressed in lights, dressed in shadows you will arrive [⋅⋅⋅]
If there were not that small and insignificant imbalance, that eternal dance could not take place.
Maybe the perfect balance will open the door to a new game [⋅⋅⋅] who knows [⋅⋅⋅]
Calmness
Calmness
It’s good when you’re calm.
The wind is soft and warm.
Tenderly embrace everything it contains.
It is just breathing, relaxed and not forced.
There are no expectations, only presence.
It is good when you are calm, at peace [⋅⋅⋅]
Spiraling the encounter
Spiraling the encounter
I was very surprised. It continues to amaze me today as it appeared. I really like this surprise feeling. The surprise that becomes magic for a curious and ignorant mind of how things happen.
It is life itself, a chaos, a disorder that orders itself from moments that do not make much sense. You don’t see it clearly, but you keep going and when you least expect it, there it appears.
On this occasion I have taken the image of lovers, who can be found outside and can be found inside.
Following that pattern of choice of colors that at first may seem randomly directed, creating a combination where strength and tenderness merge giving a unique environment.
A clorful tree dressed in momorrotxito.
A clorful tree dressed in momorrotxito.
Days before December 21, 2022, I had already observed it. I had realized the uniqueness that emanated. The texture of the trunk, the branches that intertwined creating shapes that induced picturesque images in my mind.
Every time I passed by I didn’t have my camera on me and I didn’t want to take a picture with my phone. I wanted to use my dear NIKON.
On December 21, I found myself in the same situation again and decided to leave the route I had planned and went back home to get my camera.
When I was in front of this beauty of nature… I began to capture the photographs from different angles and each time I was more amazed.
Here I show you some of the shots and a momorrotxito version of it.
uazuri [♥♥♥]
uazuri [♥♥♥]
Little whispers that caress
Little whispers that caress
[⋅⋅∗]
[⋅⋅∗]
Silence speak
Silence speak
[⋅⋅∗]
Brave little flower
Brave little flower
I found it on the way. He was already a little knocked out. She decided to blossom in the wrong place, alone and small… but very
brave!
How strong this little seed has grown! I protected her for a while…
It hides a big lesson, doesn’t it?
Maybe it was the right place …
Those little suns
Those little suns
Daisies, those little suns that light up my heart.
Delicate, simple and beautiful.
Cheerful, full of purity and innocence.
Daughters of light.
Beginnings of the beginning
Beginnings of the beginning
Beginning of paths, beginning of the beginning. Spiral tours, straight line. Time comes up embracing up and down, deep and near. Blind crosses, games on the surface, discoveries.Encounter.Beginnings of the beginning.
From love to love
From love to love
From love to love
at all times
we are talking.
Through words, trhoug music,
through dance, through the looks,
through touch, through actions…
One eye still closed,
the other wide open…
It’s time to wake up.
From love to love
at all times
we are talking.
It hurts
It hurts
When emotions overflow with strength, it hurts, it hurts... but what was dry, what was barren, gets watered... and then the most beautiful flowers can bloom, the ones that give life, that soothe that pain which made the moment feel eternal.
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