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The Owl's Wise Eyes

love, truly.


Last night, as I watched Casablanca it got me thinking. Where has all the innocence gone? Time traveling to the 40s made me nostalgic, hungry for a time where purity reigned and magic still existed. Sure, it was also during the time of WWII, yet there was an unexplainable naivety amongst people, well so it seemed coming from a Hollywood cast. The actors in the movie were not overacting, they kept it simple. Romance was truly felt in their expression, again never overdone. Listening to 40s, 50s music big band, swing, jazz, blues you get the feel of an entire different mind set. If you think about it literature was more alive in the past too. Speech, language more deep and rich. More meaningful. What happened to us? Really what did? This Valentine’s Day instead of getting soaked up in the jumble of commercialization, I say let’s revive passion through true love in our everyday. Expression, for your partner, lover, friend, family, self. Creativity in everything you do. Let’s love, with heart for once. Perhaps, our world will start reflecting it too. 
©Nicoletta

Life is Life


©Nicoletta

Today, we lost one of my favorite people in the world, Mrs. Clementa. The sky was even crying for her loss today. She was a power house, raising 9 children on her own and working multiple jobs never for herself but all for those children. She could even scare the devil away, that woman was afraid of nothing. She peacefully left the world today and her memories remain with us, stories we shall keep forever in our hearts. This poem is dedicated to her and to all lives, which are so wonderfully precious. Cheers to our life then, let us live and keep on living.

Time Flies

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I shook my head
side to side
Image after image
flashing by
in a split second
without a blink of an eye
it was tomorrow
and then again today
all happening yesterday
a lapse of the mind
all inevitably passing by
without even stopping by
to wave a final goodbye.

 

© Nicoletta

 

 

 

Photo by me: Ancient Agora Thessaloniki, Greece 

Is it really worth it?

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Sometimes you think to yourself: Is it really worth it?
All this control, the need to give yourself to the fullest. To make it. Make a name for yourself.
All for what? For others opinions of you? Congratulations and thank yous.
Is it really worth their words of praise? Or are you doing it all for yourself? To feel good about you for a change. Tough childhood’s to blame. Is it really worth it? This game’s a tough one. It’s win or lose. An all in hand in poker. But you have to choose. Full on, green light or hide your head in the sand. What side’s more fair to wear? Once you’ve had your share, will you share it with others? Or keep it all to yourself?
Is it really worth it? Step your foot in foreign land. Call it your own for a while. Never will be home. Home is where the heart is wise ones say. Who will show you the way? Your footsteps are far too removed to guide you. Their trails long forgotten will only appear as glimpses in dreams. Will you remember when you awaken? Or like memory, will you drift into pools of deep waters consuming the clarity of your mind?
Shatter this illusion you live in. Break it into teeny tiny pieces. So small that a curious toddler wouldn’t even pick it up and put it in it’s mouth. Where is it? This illusion. I can’t spot it anymore, nor do I understand if it even had value.
You see, I can’t judge others. Nor myself. But I can’t hide the need to disagree with perceptions. Certain perceptions. Correct me if I’m wrong. Is man not free to be himself? Woman to be hers? When did we decide to place power on the few, who criticise our every move? I am tired of this lie they’ve sold us. Ex-hausted. Already in the past. Long gone. They’ve demoralised us and if that wasn’t enough they’re mocking us. Laughing their buttons off as we slave away. We’ve all incarnated together again, a different creed. Same faces, different masks. We’ve been playing their game far too long. I’m out.
No- not dystopia. Nor the wrist cutting kind. I’m just too open minded and seeing reality far too crystal clear. This system is rigged. For those of you with open mouths, I’m sorry. This isn’t meant to be a shocker. You knew this day would come. Comfort zone no more. Feed the children is all I hear these days. Save the refugees. And if you please, bend down on your knees and save humanity.
Humanity needs to save itself.
All of us one by one, need to take a stand. Change ourselves. Work with higher powers. Expanding our consciousness. Enlightening ourselves. Not by reading books by A B C guru but by doing the work by ourselves, Within us. Each and every one of us. No one can teach you the trick. You need to make the effort.
Begin each day by appreciating. Each and every moment you experience. The people you love. Love them more. Fill your heart with so much love you can’t even handle it. Gratitude is a blessing. The food you eat, the air your breathe, the nature around you.
Place passion in whatever you do. A cause, a song, a dance. Find the art in it all. Art will paint anything you pursue, from mechanics to science. It’s all about shaping it with color. Add a touch of your own shade into the mix and create a fine blend of mastery.
Be forgiving and compassionate. People do things, and yes sometimes they may seem a bit far out. Crossing limits. But you know what? Get over it. There’s no need to hold a grudge. Karma will keep you in loops if you don’t move on. So take a deep breath and proceed with pride.
And boy- ego. That’s a tough one. When used as a friend, it’s not all that bad. It can give you an energy boost, even help you feel confident and strong. Win battles of the self. Even help you get over the things you fear. But when it gets out of hand, the relationship does go sour. So use it as an ally but with boundaries. We don’t need more shadows.
And man-LOVE. Keep that word tight in your heart. Those four letters will save you.

Amen.

© Nicoletta

Be True, You.

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“I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best.”  ~Magdalena Carmen Frida Kahlo y Calderón

 

The most powerful person you can be is yourself. But getting to know yourself and more important learning to LOVE yourself takes time and patience.

As you fully appreciate who you are, that is when you are free to be no one else but you. When you have achieved self empowerment, that is when other people’s judgements and opinions (which stem from their own insecurities) have no effect over you.

Mastering the ability to own your power will keep you confident and centered through all life’s seeming obstacles.

You are powerful• More powerful• Full of power• Power is you.

 

© Nicoletta

 

Art by Christos Kakoulli 

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Dream With Me 

Let me dream with you dear child

Let me dream,

A better tomorrow for you and me.

And should you dream a better picture

Paint it for me,

So we can build a canvas together.

 

© Nicoletta

 

~”Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God’s children”- Martin Luther King Jr. 

Today celebrates the birth of a man who used words in actions, breaking systems of racial discrimination in the fight for true justice and freedom. Today, 54 years after his famous speech “I have a dream”, we are all still wondering, am I free? 

The impositions of modern day society are not much far in comparison to the slavery of the past. We are fortunate to have grown to a level of much more understanding as we appreciate individuals for who they are. Yet, we have SO much more to learn, SO much more potential to reach. The first step is by centering yourself in the heart, for that is truly the only source of freedom. Let us dream a dream together…

 

Photo by Louis Gabriel Media: 

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Taste of a Perfect Storm

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My soul cried out remember,
My mind pounding in thought
The crashing waves
Drew closer
In time for a perfect storm.
In the rolling waters
I lost myself,
Bit by bit a little more.
And as the faintest light
Touched the corner of my eye,
I breathed a sigh of the ocean
Into every part of me.

© Nicoletta

If this poem had a voice, this is what it would sing…

Photo by me: Limassol, Cyprus

Happy New Year


If the stars

Would paint a picture

In my mind’s eye

For years to come,

I’d hope to see

A future

Full of innocence

Beauty and Love.

If the stars

Would make my dreams

Come true

I’d ask for All magic

To be shared with you.

 

© Nicoletta

 

~As we let go of yet another year, let us be grateful for all our accomplishments. 2016 blessed us with gifts, made us stronger, taught us powerful lessons. As we embrace 2017, let us focus on manifesting positivity into the world. The earth craves for an abundance of gifts: peace, love, wholeness. The only person who is able to grant these blessings upon Mother Earth is YOU. So begin by being grateful for who you are because there is no one in this world that is more alive than you. 

Face of the Sun

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I felt her roots firmly ground me,

Morning dew

Washing the pain away.

She shied her power

With a humble smile at the Sun.

 

The light on her face

Healing forests afar,

A single seed of hers

Greeting seven generations to come.

 

© Nicoletta

 

If this poem had a voice, this is what it would sing…

 

 

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