Life offers us the opportunity to become a Spiritual Warrior. A warrior is one who bravely goes into those dark areas within themselves to ferret out the Truth of their being. It takes great courage, stamina and endurance to become a Spiritual Warrior. The path is narrow, the terrain rough and rocky. You will walk alone: through the dark caves, up those steep climbs and through the dense thick forest. You will meet your dark side: the faces of fear, deceit, and sadness all await your arrival. No one can take this journey but you. There comes a time in … Continue reading Spiritual Warrior

At 3:13 am on love… I love bluntly, for pleasure, union of the vertebrae, conjunction of the knees, saucy, beautifully, overdose of courage and for not having judgment, lack of occupation, longing, rules. I love the looks, the moonlight, the taste of the kiss, the naughty smiles, joy without reason and feet off the ground. I love the feeling of belonging to my love, by the cold in the hands, shivering the legs, goosebumps at the back of the neck. I also love because loving gives me thousands butterflies in my stomach. I love the absence of theories to love. … Continue reading At 3:13 am on love…

I am, and before belonging to concepts, rules and situations, I am from my private investigation, I am from my time. I am from idleness, laziness and pleasure for nothing. I am also in a hurry for affection. From the silence that is reluctant to exist. I am of the others when I want and I usually want at the wrong time, I am from myself because of the need of solitude. I am from the world and especially of my world inhabited by the same joy even if it is fleeting. I am from the shortcut because I am … Continue reading I am from …

All moments are beautiful. All moments are blessings. Only you have to be capable of seeing them. If you accept everything with a deep gratitude, nothing ever goes wrong. Namaste…     Continue reading All moments are…

In my mind, we are all naked and dancing and sharing each others’ energy, connected through the morphogenetic field like an infinite internet. One soul, infinite complementary bodies, one dance of life, the ecstatic dance of unity … Continue reading In my mind…