04 novembro 2012

SCORPION (poema)



I know you are sacred.
But you were not invited.
Do you poison me?

I swear: this was the first and the last time you did. Fucking seductive!
My insides are twisting and my fluids are boiling.
My legs are shaking and I am suffocating.
I knew it. 
I am so disappointed.

What do you want?
I am not in your game
at all.
Fortunately, I am immune from your sting.

See, you are the wounded one.




30 maio 2012

Revelation Must Be Terrible - David Whyte (poema)


- ONE OF MY FAVORITES FROM DAVID WHYTE - 

 Revelation must be 
   terrible with no time left 
 to say goodbye.

 Imagine that moment 
   staring at the still waters 
 with only the brief tremor 

 of your body to say 
   you are leaving everything 
 and everyone you know behind. 

 Being far from home is hard, but you know, 
   at least we are exiled together.
 When you open your eyes to the world 

 you are on your own for 
   the first time. No one is 
 even interested in saving you now 

 and the world steps in 
   to test the calm fluidity of your body 
 from moment to moment 

 as if it believed you could join 
   its vibrant dance 
 of fire and calmness and final stillness. 

 As if you were meant to be exactly 
   where you are, as if 
 like the dark branch of a desert river 

 you could flow on without a speck 
   of guilt and everything 
 everywhere would still be just as it should be.

As if your place in the world mattered 
   and the world could 
 neither speak nor hear the fullness of 

 its own bitter and beautiful cry 
   without the deep well 
 of your body resonating in the echo.

 Knowing that it takes only 
   that one, terrible 
 word to make the circle complete, 

 revelation must be terrible 
   knowing you can 
 never hide your voice again. 

  

11 maio 2012

I am Still Living in Rooms Full of Light (relato)

Everything seems so simple to me.
The thing is that I do not feel insecure. And I am not resisting to the flow.
I am full of power as well as my heart.

My desire is to jump from the edge of this cliff.  As I have done many other times in my life.
I know is a big risk.  I know I am a passionate risk taker.
Why not?
I don`t remember any regrets. Only gifts.

What we are waiting for? Elderhood? or the imaginary Perfection?

Here is something I see:
When people (in general) are making decisions the idea of losing power is present somehow:
-"I am doing or choosing this, but i will not have this other thing".

I realized this is something I haven`t ever thought - the thinking of having an exchange - I only have had a feeling of being adding or gaining something.
And at the same time its explains my frustrations and disappointments with people in the past when it was hard to understand or to be empathic with insecurity or indecision of others.

I don`t want to mask my passion for anyone, especially for people I want closer to me.

In the end, is only a matter of FAITH.

We need to know the textures, rhythms, and tastes of the bodily world. Are you afraid of it?
If I cannot trust myself, I don`t know who is going to.

The biggest challenge isn`t in the mountains or rivers or forests or in the sky.
The biggest challenge is on your body. The blocks that have been created throughout your lifetime.

In this life, I only want to provoke myself. This is enough for me and it makes me move towards my heart. Every jump I do from an edge I am taking off an old layer. It is an extremely rewarding experience. It keeps me alive.

However, I want you to jump with me now.




Missoula, 05/11/12








09 abril 2012

VOCÊ NUNCA ESTÁ SOZINHO - (poema)


Mundo dinâmico
eu quero me tornar parte de você
eu te dou meu corpo, pois ele é forte
e meu espirito, corajoso

Mundo novo
serei fiel a ti também
me ensine.

Eu e Thor - Refugio das Aguas, 3 Picos, Rio de Janeiro - 08 abril 2012.








26 março 2012

CARVING - (poema)


i had no hesitation.

from the neck came a dense wood whirl.
the sharp blade did not feel resistance
neither his body

while the skin was been detached 
its texture, its color and state
shifted 
to a steaming cloud

As a Spirit with consciousness
intentionally
got into my nostrils.

rich dose snorted 
pleasantly.

everything around me shut down
now my insides were been carved
by the powerful substance.

it had no hesitation.

it ran slowly within my whole body
I did not resist

i rejoiced.

by me - during the 3rd full moon of 2012 - Chilean Patagonia -