"I am in the mood

to dissolve

in the sky"

Virginia Woolf

Artist: Ericka Lugo

Some wounds come from long ago, before we were born. Until there is a generation who is able to see and break the pattern to heal. Then we are left to live in a pure love system.

Breathe In

No strings. In the world. Alone and Empty to become Alone and Full.

Still foggy..

But believe, yes?

"On the way home, he was sometimes dazzled that so much haze and so much light flooded his eyes at the same time. He had climbed whole mountains without noticing it, descended abysses unaware - yet a tree stump, a ray of sunshine, the furtive tail of an animal had remained indelibly etched on his consciousness for a whole day.

The solitude was so beautiful, the mountains held so much life and serenity, the wide horizons demanded such intense concentration, so expanded the senses, that felt his eyes had actually left his body and were lost in infinity. And so the constant fragmentation he experienced in the bosom of nature did not prelude a secretive possessive enjoyment of every nook and of its cranny features. With the passionate intimacy of a lover he was able to identify the furze of Alcaria merely by its smell or its feel."

Miguel Torga - Tales And More Tales From The Mountains

Jane Eyre - Little People Scene

                                                          Close it off inside
                                                Or else the hurt is gonna rise...

Tell me you're dead, really dead

Lazy Eye

Arte - Kelly Louise Judd

Imersão

Estou pronta

Que rebentem as barragens

Que subam as carantonhas da água suja

Sou a frente do batalhão

Armada e hirta 

Arcos de compreensão, flechas de fogo

Dúctil como um salgueiro invernal

Incisão no útero divino 

Embate dilacerante

Que o Cálice Sacral espelhe a luz cristalina

Arbustos floresçam

E os rebentos brancos toquem a água limpa

Agnes