Dear My Girl

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Planet Venus
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Dear My Girl,

He’s really not worth it, he never was actually. He will call you up every Friday and every Friday after. You will be known as “Friday girl”, and I don’t suppose you’ve ever met Miss Saturday and Sunday?
I sincerely invite you to see the world from a weekday perspective. Mondays are always the test, a fresh new start. You can wear the day with all you need to do, responsible you are, brighter than that. How about Tuesdays? The thrill is always mid-day when you’ve waited for excitement only to find yourself window shopping, already spending your next salary with your eyes alone. Tighten up, Wednesdays are always the best. Hit the gym, lift a weight or two and when you’re through bath it up, lavender and bubbles soaking you to calm. Thursday ah…what a day, living the night in your very own bedroom. Lights are out and you are free to dream. Chocolate cake will do, only when you’re desperate.
My girl, can’t you see? Friday will never let you down. You will live harmless Saturdays and Sundays. Please consider my offer. We can plan it all out, sign it off on contract. Integrity in our ink. Single is the new you.

With my kindest regards,

Your Girl.

Sun Salutation

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I feel the ecstasy of the moment taking over my every thought, the lightness of my breath ascending me to a higher place, a deeper version of myself. Liberating temptation, I surrender to this moment and this moment alone. As I free my spirit, I feel the birth of life take over. Creeping shadows of the past lose control over the mobility of my body, as I become a pure stream of flowing water. Dripping, lucid…an endless swim into the arms of dreams long left unexplored. Dream upon dream, I travel with open wings like an eagle soaring above myself before I awaken. Lest I forget the magic of this moment, I capture my heart’s images like scenes from a movie. Memory pouring onto the canvas of my mind, I recollect it all through art. Motion, emotion one after the other. Meeting a laugh or cry halfway. I no longer pretend to forget…remember it all I do. In the falling abyss of time, I dress fragments with color. With music, I bless it all with sound. Gratitude…the good and bad all an equal tell of sharing. Now do I understand the teaching of it all…it finally makes sense in the twists and turns of my mind. I am finally climbing, upstream. Up and higher do I race past all obstacles. High on high do I comprehend the messages I saw in signs. Symbols in trees, painted in caves long lost mountains ancestors still sing the same song over and over again. I hear the pounding beat of the drum…incense still burning the air with truth. Footsteps echo in my toes, I feel the dance lifting the idleness of my present step. Free at last. I move, move to the call of my own self. Gentle at first…one push at a time, speaking solely to myself…wake…wake…WAKE UP! A mirror assists my voice, showing me parts of me…some I recognise…some I do, truly do…with blurry vision my eyes squint. I see you. I know you. I am you. This is me, full and new. Oh, how I’ve grown. Pride, I am proud. But more much more than this humble. My head tilting a fair share of sky and land…I know who I am…I know…who I am.

 

© Nicoletta

Photo by: Alexandra Van Zutphen 

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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

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: 

Follow him on instagram @louis_gabrielphotography 

http://www.love4weddings.gr

 

Sex Expressed Like This…

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In this time and age where values have been cheapened, gifts of literature, music and art tampered with by the effects of “pop” culture, we have each lost a little bit of our soul.

You might ask what is to blame?

Sex. As simple as a three-lettered word. Our relationship to our sexuality is one of the many things that has thrown us off balance. The way media/ famous celebrities/ subliminal messages in movies and music project sexuality undermines the truth to what sexuality is. What is presented to us can even be termed as “pseudo-sexuality” which pollutes and contaminates the mass through the projection of false meaning.

The expression of sexuality is more than what is shown on the surface. It is not the idolisation of the body, or the use of it for popularity, control or manipulation. There is far more depth to how it can be expressed. The fact is, we have lost touch with ourselves and this has resulted in the disconnection with the true source of our sexual power.

What is sex then?

Sex is creation. It is easy to take your clothes off and get it over and done with for momentary pleasure, but is far different to fully embody it, to allow it to become you, transform you.
Sexual expression is not only an act between the sheets but a way of living. When activated it can become a bridge of the divine to the material, spirit to matter. The problem is we are afraid of our own power. This results in holding back, not giving our fullest potential in all areas of our life: work/ relationships with our loved ones and own selves/ the creative endeavours we pursue. The reason we shy away from our own power is because we have been given a false identification of what sexuality is and how we can get in touch with it.

The poison of the past

Thousands of years, centuries of programming by organised orders of religion have made sexual expression seem wrong. The act itself was viewed as a sin, and only a means of procreation. The original sin of Adam and Eve, supposedly condemned us all, confining us to the hellish reality of pain, suffering and death. In addition to this women were raped, killed, stoned under the false accusation of being prostitutes, all subconsciously triggered by the idea of original sin. Men and women were separated in the battle of gender, role playing in a twisted fate of oppressor and victim. This breeding of religion, led to the Victorian age where sexuality was suppressed altogether, propriety and conservatism paving way to a society which hushed a basic need of nature. All this and so much more…Led to the present day. We have soaked this line of history, it is a part of our DNA, in our blood and genetics. This fear, oppression, suppression, victimisation, conditioning has scarred us with wounds very challenging to heal.

How can I awaken my true sexual nature?

In the Dharma religions, the awakening of the “kundalini” is what can help one come into touch with their sexual truth. This is the meditative state of raising energetic vibration from the spinal chakras to the upper chakras in the body, through the combination of breath, chanting and movement. Practices such as kundalini yoga can assist in the unlocking of this hidden power within us all. This is how one attains spiritual enlightenment.
In more physical terms, one can “lighten” themselves allowing them to tap into the flow of creative energy by pursuing things that they love and that are close to their heart. Performing arts, dancing, singing, playing an instrument, creativity in any shape or form is highly recommended as it allows one to centre themselves in the moment and freely open up to self-expression. The key is to let go and surrender to the flow of the moment instead of trying to control it or overthink it.

What does all this have to do with sex again?

One’s relationship with their sexuality is the core of their power. As one lightens their load of burdens, imposed on him/her by society or self-created restrictions, this gives them the freedom to surrender in their more intimate relationships. The union of lovers is to be a “performing act” in itself, an exchange of beauty and full expression. The innocence and purity of play and joy, allows the act itself to become sacred as it links one with the heart. In truth, the more one is confident with oneself, the more the exchange of sexual union will bring higher levels of intimacy between a couple.

sexuality is the soulful expression of play and freedom…

It is the interaction with one’s most boundless, limitless nature. The more liberation, the higher one can transform into a whole person. A healthy practice of sexuality is highly beneficial as it stimulates the mind and emotions, bringing nourishment to both body and spirit.
Needless to say, the misuse of sexuality through perverse, ill abuses causes severe damage to one’s mental, emotional, physical and spiritual state.

Keep healthy and powerful!

A very good example of an artist who was highly connected to his sexual power was Elvis Presley. This man was a legend, as he projected this divine sexual expression through his music, dance and personality, influencing crowds of people through his work, even to this day. This is the perfect example of a healthy, balanced sexual power expressed in a positive way.

Each one of us, in our own way can achieve this divine union ourselves through the healing of the cobwebs of the past and the full emancipation of the hidden depths of the self.

 

© Nicoletta

Photo by Alexandra Van Zutphen @pricklypeartravel.wordpress.com

Let There Be Light

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Light deferred it’s creation

As if told

Wait for better days to come.

It held time on it’s wrist

Patiently waiting

Day to day

People to change

Races to come together.

Light watched in silence

Singing songs it alone knew.

Deep in it’s heart,

Light prayed.

A Golden Dawn to come

Hand in hand

Man and woman

Children of all color

Spirit of truth

Joined together as One.

 

© Nicoletta

 

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

 

Photo by Jan Hudec: St. John of Nepomuk Cathedral, Zelená Hora, Czech Republic 

Song: See the Light- Claire Ryann (3 years old) with Dad

Love, I’m Sorry.

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Love, I’m sorry.

I forgot to celebrate you today.

You see, I couldn’t find you

Under all these stuffed bears

And fancy roses.

You weren’t to be found

Under the sheets

Or in this bar of chocolate.

I couldn’t eat you

Or see you

Or feel you.

Love, I’m sorry.

I couldn’t pretend.

I found you in

My eyes the other day.

I heard you in music

Saw you in art

Felt you in play.

A woman’s patience

That boy’s innocence

My grandfather’s wisdom

Her humour

His laughter

The light of day

Dark of night

Health

Happiness

Heart

Love, I celebrate you.

Just not today

Not in that way

I’m sorry.

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© Nicoletta

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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