heading into Fall

it feels as if Summer has filled me with what I needed to come back home this Fall. I feel as lots of things have happened this last year... a long way, away from home, and a long way back. But I feel, I'm arriving, it's home... I let Summer embrace me and invade me, so I can keep the stars and nature for this long Winter to come...

These pictures are taken with my phone, so they're not good ones... but I wanted to share them, they mean some kind of new steps... new way of feeding myself, with some respect for life, I'm thankful for trying, to bring harmony between my thoughts and my body... understanding my feelings, living according to my age, with a young soul, but a serene spirit.

I guess, I'm returning to myself, and loving me a bit better.

embraced

I can't explain quite well the feeling of being alone in this house... but is the way I feel less lonely... all my memories, are in every place I look... I can stare at that window... where once there was a plum tree where we use to pick so many plums between my grandmother and my mum... boxes full of them... now, a while ago, the tree died... time passes by... everything changes, but other things are still there, and I can stand beside them time... remembering the noises that home had once, the voices, smiles, unique moments, music, songs, laughs... this house was all but silence... and now... it has changed so much, but I can feel how all these chilhood embraces me and makes me feel warm and cozy, I feel like an invisible protection there. I love to spend time here by my self. This time, Boira stayed with me...

(sorry for some bad quality images, all have been taken with my phone...)

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summer mermaid feelings

lightening storms, birds's songs, shaky leaves, thunder, wild dancing under the stars, tones of doubts, lots of love, light shinning, light through the glass, light over my skin, bare skin, deep conversations, present, past, future. changes, friends, silence, coziness, wilderness, slow and fast days, I wanna be a hippie, stars, moon, decisions, memories, frogs, books, wood, country, old, fears, proudness, tears, time, life.

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some rainy lines

you think you're becoming someone different, you feel you're reaching your truly self,  I was feeling wild, free, flying away off my long cold winter, warming my soul under the sun, meeting happiness in other people eyes, but today, I realized, I'm still the same. My fears are still living in my inside, my doubts, my permanent sadness, and it's not the first time it happens to me, so, I've decided I want to change this. I'm afraid today it's not the day to start, but I will, I don't want to loose what I've reached, that beautiful part, is also part of me...

as a song that I'm listening just now sings, please set me free, but that's me that must set myself free from fears and take better care of myself, and of the ones that are around me... and as a new friend told me the other day, I must fall in love with myself...

I'll keep on trying... and keep on flowing with life, and dreaming... never stop dreaming

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este mes de Junio

qué la vida se apodere de mi electricidad! que corre por venas finas, entre espacios socorridos, y largos tiempos dormitando rodeada de agua, cortocircuitándome de vez en cuando...

mientras me ahogaba entre mis aguas movedizas, resulta que me impulsé una noche hacia la superfície. Y tras mi cielo sin oxígeno, se hallaba un infinito de estrellas.

constelaciones que ahora se reflejan en mi piel. y quién soy yo ahora? no dejo de preguntarme, y cómo es posible respirar con pulmones y no con suspiros?

y miro al cielo, y guardo esa sensación de abismo, precioso. (como dice María Coma)

celebro la vida unos minutos, no sea que se apague, como  una vengala, tan eléctrica, tan efímera.

las sensaciones discurren entre las manos... hoy en forma de cerezas, de frambuesas, de luces y sombras, de recuerdos de este mes de Junio, un mes difícil de olvidar...

y de bránqueas a pulmones, y de aletas a unas alas, que poco a poco, lentamente, algo tarde, van creciendo. 

manos y abrazos van secando las escamas y las convierten en poros, que absorben sin cesar, vida. Con más inconsciencia que miedo, con menos miedo y más ganas, a fragmentos, estoy recomponiendo algo llamado yo.

(more images in my website)

(sorry for not translating this post. I needed to write it in my own home language... see you in my next post!)

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Inspira | 2014

F E S T I V A L   I N S P I R A   2 0 1 4

siurana de prades, tarragona, catalunya

I think, I don't have the words to describe this amazing experience. 

The magical souls I've met. 

A place where I've opened my wings, and people heard their sound opening and becoming, breaking some fears... 

So much passion, love, creation, magic, wisdom, and happiness. 

I owe this to Álvaro Sanz and Mónica Bedmar. They invited me to be part of their huge celebration, of pure life!

I leave here some of the pictures I took... I wasn't really for capturing with the camera this time, but with my soul, enjoying every part of it, without hiding or capturing time, just, flowing...

first night of wonderful speeches with Ibai Acebedo and Paula Bonet and magical concert by 

Carlos Sadness

6 a.m. to watch the sun rise from inside...

Speechless artist Maria Coma, preparing the best of the scenarios for an amazing early sun rise concert.

a pleasure meeting this musician, with such an Inspiring speech!!!!

Ainara LeGardon

interesting speeches in the afternoon, and a capture of my feet, in our room in the bungalow preparing mine!

the morning rising with this concert I've no words to describe. 

and our magic ended in the waters of Paradise... 

* THANK YOU to everyone who went to this Festival. 

To each of the ones who shared their wisdom, their heart, some words, a stare, a laugh,

thank you for opening my wings...

WONDERFUL artists came too and here are their names, please, look for them, 

they're SO special...

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