Be Free, Be Raw, Be You
If you could let all your theories at the door
All the things you say are right
All the truths you were told
If you are ready to embrace the unknown
Mystery, emptiness, chaos, incredible joy
If you can let go of the mask that protects you
Appear naked and vulnerable
Without nothing else than your heart
Wide-open and free
Then and only then
You’ll be in touch with the reality
Of the “me” inside of you.
You know this place
Where you drafted long ago
A dream
One that makes you shivers
And imagine
What the world would be if
You let it happen…
Leaves bathing in Gold
As the sun is high in the sky
From my window
I treasure the sight
As my days are passing by
Slow motion of emotions
In the working place
Nothing here makes sense
When outside the world
Is waiting for me
To bloom, and shine, and be
My hands are cold
But my heart is warm
Some days
I wonder if I give enough
Enough of what I receive
Buckets of love…
I am not the same as the one I used to be
I wonder if I show it enough
In a way that no one would doubt it
It used to be about others, not me
Now that I count, I matter
I wonder if people feel that they count for me too…
It was there, all day long
The urge to be with you
To press my body against yours
Feel your love and power
Take me away from all I know
To a place of sensual bliss
It’s in your eyes
And in the way you look at me
It’s in your hands
And in the way you touch me
It’s in you desire
And in the way it meets mine
It’s in the connection…
I will walk towards the shore
This place where sea and sky merge together
Like us
When desire embrace every inch of our skin
Giving us the space to let love express itself
In its rawness
Smiles rushing towards me
In the peace of night setting
I hear your sweet voice
Sounds of childhood euphoric dreams
Splashing on white walls
Creating sketches of light
Wrapping my heart with love
We knew it was about to happen
Green leaves turning gold or red
Temperatures would drop
Rain would come
Darkness would take over earlier
And we would find ourselves stuck under blankets
Sipping hot beverage and finding solace
In the season’s changes
I don’t know it all.
When I was a little girl, I was a dreamer. I would spent hours looking outside , creating stories, building up spaces that talk to me, of a world that would enhance beauty, joy, peace, love. Teachers did not like it. I was too slow. I was too shy. I was too much of this and not enough of that.
When I was a little girl, I would talk out loud. Not to myself. To angels and people around that nobody could see but me. People didn’t like it. They thought others would say I’m crazy or something like this. They wanted me to stop acting weird.
When I was a little girl, I had dreams. I wanted to care for others. I wanted to help, guide, and heal. They looked at me like it wasn’t what would give me what I needed to feed a family. They told me to go for something else; I listened to them and I am now stuck in a job that pays the rent and makes everybody else happy but me.
I don’t know it all.
But I don’t want you to think that you are limited, that some places, some dreams are not for you. I don’t want you to say that you are not good enough, that you are an idiot. You are not. You are great and precious.
I don’t want you to believe that others know the truth. They don’t. There is not one truth. We all have ours. There is not one way. But plenty.
I don’t know it all.
But I’ll do my best to be always here for you, to trust you, to guide you and to be with you whatever road you choose to walk.
One breath away from your smile
Joy upon the days
Peace inside the nights
The key to my heart
