A Planet’s Emotions


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The smell of freshly cut grass makes me grateful to be here now.

The color green of leaves and plants is the color of the Heart Chakra.

The trick is not to be tricked by how we are the same, and how we are unique.

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…inspired by the wisdom found on The Moon Woman‘s facebook page : )

A Certain Kind Of Power


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…we defined the Universe within the needs of limits, because we thought that we are limited.

…we needed the Universe to be as limited as we thought we were, so we built our future based on principles of separation and limits.

…we made it look how we needed it to look.

We no longer need for it to look a certain way, because we are starting to recognize ourselves as it.


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There is a certain kind of power, and freedom at the same time, that comes from not trying to impose your will on life.

From not mistaking physical strength, or any other apparently finite structure’s existence for power.

From living in accordance with the laws of Flow.

From being in alignment with your Path.

From following the natural order of things.

From minding the Measure of things.

From knowing that the mind can’t solve the problems of the soul, on its own.

From understanding that everything, from light, to music, to your cells, is vibration, and that vibration is what brings and keeps things together, or sets them apart.

From understanding that pain arises from what we do not yet know or understand, and that awareness is the key to dissolve that pain.

From knowing you did not come out of nowhere and you are never by yourself.

From knowing that everyone else is another version of you, the same way you are a version of them.

You are the Universe experiencing itself, and so you hold as much power as the whole, as long as you deliberately align with it and vibrate at the frequency which makes new worlds possible, like the one you are in right now.

Random June


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We get so caught up in the physical and the mind, we forget that there was and always will be something before them, something no physical or rational demonstration could equal it.

Life doesn’t wait for science to catch up with it.

We worry about all the apparent aspects, trying to trim the already manifested, because we’re taught that we should make a smooth transition between us and the things that we come in contrast with, and we get so good at it over the years, that we forget the contrast is meant to be there, to help us remember what we do want. And in the end nobody remembers how to do the real us… Then, of course, we have more stuff to worry about, getting lost in petty things that aren’t helping us or the ones around us, except maybe for future reference. But aren’t we saturated with the history of how life could go wrong?

Time wouldn’t be made of moments, unless we were meant to live in the moments. Not the bungee-jumping-living in the moment type, but the accepting-appreciating-and-allowing-it-to-expand-living in the moment type.

The protection we think we get by analyzing and preparing all the time is ultimately also a protection from expansion, which is how the Universe works, since the beginning of time, when the first cosmic breeze lifted a speckle of matter and antimatter into what was the predecessor of what we call reality. Until we understand that expansion, we will still face the thriving of unwanted things in our lives, through dis-eases of the body or dis-eases of the soul.

But then again, that is the path of our own evolution, and we are becoming more aware of it, bit by bit. Everything that exists in your life made you, even before you were a thought of future manifestation. What comes into your life is called by you and the ones you know, or by the ones that want to know you. Even death has a way of making your existence matter.

Don’t waste time. Don’t waste your moments. There is no reason to :)


Feed Your Soul


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Time. Words. Material. The abstract world is always stronger before it starts to die away.

We are structured light. Never finite. Always traveling.

Become aware of your inner map being a reflection of the whole Universe. Ask yourself: “how long can I go without knowing who I am?” We are eternal mirrors of each other, but reflections serve only as reminders that we also poses an inside world, and in it we speak all languages, we keep all dreams, we know all there was and will be. There are no secrets to the soul, unless you try to live substituting the mind to it. The heart knows. Always knows. Always knows.

Allow. Love your fears and they will grow into butterflies of hope. Everything transforms. And every intention, set or withheld, will pave the way of that transformation. That is the point of your ability to influence how your outer world builds around you. The many layers of this world are a reflection of all that we poses inside. Until we collapse onto ourselves and dissolve the fleeting structure that was meant to evolve, we have a choice.

We are forced towards ourselves more and more, with each sunrise, each revolving of this spaceship we’re on. From continents and nations, to the nearest places of need and grief, affirmation and connection, expression and pleasure, to our personal and collective spaces, our families, our children, we expand our consciousness, ultimately forced to asses the resonance of it all within. And we know all that would disappear in its perceived form, if for a while we would stop from breathing.

We started out as drops of water and stars dust, vibrating at the sound of light.

We are growing apart from our fears and illusions. Power is nothing, if not another name for Love.

We are the miracle threshold between the non-existent and memories.

All it takes is one tiny thing that brings you true joy. One thing to bring you a sigh of relief, because it reminds you of the wonder of the world.

Food For Soul:


p.s.: above are small jars of devilishly delicious cherry and lemon jam – just fresh fruit and sugar and a splash of water, if you ever wanna try them.


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