I soon discovered the very

at least the maximum

that nature is prosperous

in the fruits it bestows

when taking care of the earth

Life calls for care

in the buds of the unseen

for the fruits to manifest

in the beauty of the beholder


What you invest your time is what your being dresses
Strive for what time will not take
Build what the storm won't affect

Time is the invention of what builds you
Reality that endures and structures

Collect your wreckage
The firm bones of what builds you
The old form has lost its shape
No more formula that comes from outside and welcomes what is already dead inside

Empower yourself to what only you can do for yourself
Good sense of your building
Own your time
Authority, authorship


The strength of what you leave behind
The strength of what lies behind
What's inside
And it's from the soul I intend

The strength of instinct
Survival after the storm
To understand the torment
And make it the power of your rebirth

The strength of what you do in silence
Far from investigative and compulsive eyes
Who doesn't understand your motives
And manipulates and wants to control what is not possession or control

Eagle look and phoenix attitude
You know in the core
What purifies you, heals

Look ahead
You're no longer numb
From your own reborn condition


Your most precious thing is bowel talent
It's fired from old standards, which are now strange
Fear not
The pact is intact
Renew your vows, wishes, wishes
And part without looking back


Realize the threshold between the reverie that alienates you and what connects you with possible worlds that begin in your imagination.
Do not disregard your psychic, physical, emotional boundaries.
You're destined, fated.
The fado of your song
The burden of your illusion.
Listen to what goes inside
It is the warmth of things to come.
Receive the guidance.
It is the turn of your wanderings.
Bathe in what you wash and take.


Set limits on what limits you.
Give form to what is valuable to you as you make the intimate reformation.
You are not a finished project.
You are a Being under construction.
Remove the stones from the path by treating lightly what is heavy.
Observe your defense mechanisms, patterns and conditionings.
Getting real is not falling, it is evolution.


Wake up to your deals
Search the middle way
The best choice is the one that promotes peace.
Balance what gets you off the axis
What you see outside is a reflection of what you are inside.
And the ones you find along the way
These are other faces of who you are


Beauty explodes in what is hidden

As it may be supposed, to transpose

Transparencies imply what imagination has already raged

All sides, fados, flamencos

Flank gestures dance

In the hips of your being


At all times and spaces
In the hugs given
In embarrassed dreams
What is left of us

In the mists, in the mysteries, in the sacred
In compassion, in reaching out
In dreams, prayers and signs
Life is much longer
What they try to tell us.


Believing possible is the first step in accomplishing what once seemed unreachable.
Let's go as far as our mind reaches.
It expands now as new horizons await our eyes.
In the vastness of new possibilities we find that more important than arrival is the journey.
Let us enjoy each step in the new spaces we will occupy.
The unknown is more familiar than we think.
We want more from life and she wants more from us.
Far is a place that does not exist, when in us insists a wider way of seeing.




In tune with the universe