Mindfully Blooming

You know when I am lost, You know when I am down, feeling blue or high,  you show up And let me know it's alright.  I burst into tears,  tears of joy, tears of longing. I wish I could see you,  hug you, and laugh together.  How I miss you, miss you dearly. I know you are happy,  I know you are safe and sound, dancing among the clouds  and travelling all around. I just know you are fine And you let me know that is just right. You visit me sometimes And  reassure me I'm on the right track. How not to love you? How not to miss you?

A cup, a mug, a jug; A teapot, a tea bag, a tin of loose leaf; A smile, a sigh, a cry, Brewing it for a while. Mate, straw, gourd, Yerba mate, hot water, a smile. All these warm liquid golds That bring love to my heart. What would the world be w ithout these tiny pots of glee? Always by my side, a lways making me feel alive,  Never alone, forever energised.  Grateful for the aromas, t hankful for their sights,  Connecting two worlds That make me who I am. 

It became my indefinite world,  My known and familiar reality; Seasons changed the colours of the trees  And the skies forever danced and morphed.  I became immune to the past But it defined my path.  No longer stuck in what was But always open to what lied ahead.  I guess I grew up,  I guess I learnt.  I tried to release myself  Of self-imposed ideals So that I could dream freer.  Truth be told,  I will forever be learning: The world, the beyond and me.  Bridges will always be there.  No surprise, we learn as much as we open Our minds and our hearts.  It's all around but we are blind,  No longer want to be like that. 

Written on 4th August, 2019. Little waves crashing by and I can see you face, I hear your voice, embrace your sounds and  Let myself see you smile.  I look into your eyes And hold your hands from a little afar. Five years have now gone by And I can still remember all your finds. You left a hole, you left a scar, Things changed to black and white, Before and after, day and night; Crumbling on the inside, dying one more time. You wrote your goodbye, You explained your reasons why, You tried to hold us, you little dragonfly. Your quirks, your humour, Your sparkly brown eyes, Admiring the food you loved so much. I miss you dearly, I miss you too much, I know you hold us, hold us day and night. The Fantastic Four

Love is such a deep, sublime and extraordinarily ordinary concept that sometimes we are left speechless when asked what love is, or how we know whether we love, or how love looks like;  among many other equally important questions. My idea and understading of love has deepened as I have grown older and I continue to learn each day; love is not only all around us but inside us, you can love others but loving yourself is foundational to be able to fully love others.  Throughout the years I have thoroughly enjoyed reading quotes, extracts and narratives about love, particularly the following by John Steinbeck. Beautifully narrated, this 1958 letter to his son warmed my heart and helped my understanding of love deepen; for many of us, loving means losing, at some point, we lose something: we lose the person we love, we lose ourselves, we love our shared dreams but Steinbeck said, " And don’t worry about losing. If it is right, it happens — The main thing is not to hurry. Nothin...

Wish to be water, wish to be wind, wish to be fire and into the ether disappear. I am dust, I am stars and I naturally wish to go back to the essence of the nothingness, to the magical and ubiquitous presence of love. At points trapped, At points free in this human canvas, Painting my existence with unique colours. Deeply and closely connected to nature, is it there where I am all of those elements?

I crave your love, I crave you now but I patiently wait for you to show up.  I trust the sky, the universe and the stars,  I trust them fully to show me where you are.  I don't despair, I do not cry, I trust the divine timing of my life; I thought I'd found you many, many times;  I smiled, I thanked but it was not you, dear one.  One day you'll show up and it will just feel right; Not to complete me, not to save me  But to walk right by my side,  Hand in hand, love all around.  ... One day you showed up And there was love all around. 

Gracias por abrirme los ojos, la mente, el alma; Por enseñarme que la vida es un momento. La vida es una sonrisa, el calor del sol en la piel, el canto de los pájaros, el paseo en bicicleta, los mates compartidos, las charlas que llenan el alma; la vida es una inhalación profunda que nos llena los pulmones y nos recuerda que estamos vivos. La vida es un momento.  Un momento en el Lago Ness, Escocia (2014) 

This is one of those songs that got to me as soon as I listened to it: it spoke to me, it smiled at me and it embraced me. Strangely, it felt like coming home, as if I was being understood; free, carefree, light and filled with glee. We all crave for that place where we feel we can vanish into nothingness and be blissfully invisible to time and existence. Enjoy! Where I feel free... Coastline by Hollow Coves  I'm leaving home for the Coastline Some place under the sun I feel my heart for the first time Cause now I'm moving on yeah, I'm moving on And there's a place that I've dreamed of Where I can free my mind I hear the sounds of the season And lose all, sense of time I'm moving far away To a sunny place Where it's just you and me Feels like we're in a dream You know what I mean The summer air by the seaside The way it fills our lungs The fire burns in the night sky This life will keep us young yeah, keep us young And we wi...

During the summer of 2018, I had the difficult task of writing a poem that would convey my identity; it was a school project and while traveling in Europe with mum and dad, phrases would come to my mind and I would jot down anything that suddenly popped in my mind.  It was such a challenge because I realised that, for many years, I had struggled with that interrogative: who am I? Never before had I actually stopped to reflect on my purpose, my identity, my self but, as I grew older and life presented me with amazing, unforgettable and challenging growth opportunities, I came to feel more and more confortable with being by myself, in dialogue, in reflection, in solitude to try to understand more about me.  Though this poem does not cover the complexities and under layers of my self (I wrote it for a young audience at school and couldn't be too intricate), I do believe it exposes quite a bit about my identity and a rooted feeling that I still carry with me, at points nouri...

I’ve laughed, I've cried and I've smiled, I’ve flown across the vast skies. I've chosen another continent  and moved to another land.  I’ve felt ecstatic, amazed and lonely; I’ve studied, I’ve graduated and I’ve worked.  I’ve been up and down and in between too;  I’ve known friendship, Infatuation and lust;  I’ve read, read and read;  I’ve journaled, reflected and grown. I’ve changed my perception of life  and what it means to be alive,  to breathe in and out, in and out.  I’ve felt lost, distant and scared  and, at times, asked for help;  I’ve seen many shades in the sky  and also many, many clouds;  Rain here, there and everywhere  but also sun, mayflies and dragonflies;  geese, ducks and swans have swam past my sight. Linden perfume in the air,  Oh, how I've loved the warmth of the summer air.  I’ve wondered, mar...

Poema que fluyó cerca del quinto aniversario de su partida, sin mucha reflexión en la forma o estructura. Simplemente quise escribirle algo. Fue tu decisión, tu partida, tu intención. Este mundo ya no era para vos y, silenciosamente, dijiste adiós. Fue un desgarro, un antes y un después inesperado; Sin palabras, millones de lágrimas derramadas. Imposible sospecharlo y tan difícil aceptarlo. El tiempo pasó y más claridad me acompañó; No dejó de ser desgarrador Pero entendí que fue tu decisión. Cinco años después te recuerdo con tanto amor. No dejo de abrazarte fuerte, de sonreírte, de soñarte. Te recuerdo libre, sonriente, bondadoso. No eras para este mundo, estabas en otro nivel. Diste y enseñaste, creciste y soltaste. Gracias por abrirme los ojos, por abrime la mente y el alma; por enseñarme que la vida es un momento. La vida es una sonrisa, el calor del sol en la piel, el canto de las pájaros, el paseo en bicicleta. La v...

32 things I know for sure: 1.      I am enough. 2.      If I breathe and smile, all is fine.  3.      Life flows smoothly if I surrender and allow things to unfold. 4.      It is ok to cry and go through darkness as it is through the acknowledgement of those dark periods that we can then fully embrace the light.  5.      The universe does have my back and I am being guided. 6.      I am strong and I am resilient. 7.      The Four Agreements by Don Miguel Ruiz Jr. are key in living our lives with as much peace as we can with the certainty that we are all doing the best we can. 8.      I am patient, more than I thought. 9.      I can do things by myself: I am independent.  10. I am happy on my own and, even though it’d be nice to have someone to share things with, I don’t n...

If I were to die young, I’d be grateful for the whole of my life: The pains, the scars, the blessings in disguise; The ups, the downs and the shades all around. I’d be grateful for the smiles, the hugs and the laughs, The rainbows, the sun and magical dragonflies. If I were to die young, I’d look at the sky, I’d admire the hues of Blue, pink, and yellow one more time; I’d dance, skip and twirl around, Worry about nothing and marvel at this life. If I were to die young, I wouldn’t ask the universe ‘why?’, I’d trust in the perfect timing of this stunning, unique and blessed life; I’d say my goodbyes if allowed to do that And hug you all tight, tighter than tight. If I were to die young, I’d be proud and grateful that I’ve tried, Tried to learn, to grow, to love; Tried to help to make this world A warmer shade of bright. If I were to die young I’d melt into the sky, I’d play with...