Six of Swords

The card is right
Six of swords
Journeys that you take
Not to run away from something
But to arrive somewhere
And it’s what you love
That pulls you there
Makes you stronger
Keeps you paddling
Though others tell you to
Retreat from the storm
Always follow your wandering heart
That’s how life keeps happening
New love grows, new friendship flourishes
New expressions find their ways through
New music
New you keeps being discovered
Until you become a solid light

crawling towards the light

it was dark
the cold, suffocating kind of dark
stung me paralyzed
each time I tried to break free
fed off my fear
each time I tried to get up and run

I fell on my knees
Bruised my hands and elbows
My swollen eyes didn’t see it
But a voice told me to go on
I was so close to reaching the light
Crawling on blood-stained gravels

He has gone so far
Stretching out his hands for me
All I needed was to be brave
To hold the pain a little bit more
I couldn’t walk, I couldn’t see
But I could still crawl my way
Towards the light

Mother of Infinity

(as channeled by Natasha)

“If I’m ugly, would you still love me?” Mother asks under her dark sky cloak. Complexion of silver light.

I have asked myself the same question multiple times and my answer has always been ‘Yes, I would still love you because whatever you look like is just for my eyes to see, yet what’s real is what my eyes can’t see, what’s real is what my soul can see. And Mother’s soul is the ultimate beauty.’

“Surrender all your problems to me,” she says, as I am not obliged to carry them all by myself.

“Your hands are so small, give them to me for my hands are big enough for all my children’s problems to carry.”

Her hands meet mine. Mother’s divine energy is transferred to help me conquer my problems.

“A small amount yet enough to help you, to protect you, like a shield, and to pass on the healing energy you’ve been asking for.”

“An energy without color or shape, but with a feeling. You can feel the energy surrounding you. Like a waterfall cascading down your head to the tip of your toes, giving you an unlimited energy to heal and to be used whenever you want, unlimited access to have my energy to help others, too.”

She says I can use this silver-shining energy anytime because the energy itself comes from inside of me, and her energy completes it.

“Like a butterfly before transformation, a cocoon of silver thread wraps you and charges you with energy.”

And she says she is happy to see me smile. Well, even my toes are smiling!

“What does the crescent moon on the forehead mean?”

“It’s Luna. The light bringer. Moon and sun bear the same light. There’s no sunlight or moonlight, there’s only one light. From that one light, shine million lights. The light that everyone needs. But sometimes, they become greedy, they want to have all the lights. Then they try to divide the light, thus separation, and everyone’s need of light becomes insufficient.”

“Which way should I take?”

“I would not say you should choose one. You can choose more than one and make a mixture. One completes another, and so on. We are not making you or the universe from one material, but several thus beauty.”

“Do you love me unconditionally?”

Mother transforms into a being with flapping wings.

“Do you love me unconditionally?”

Her wings grew even bigger, and on my third of the same question, her reach became infinite.

An Indian Healer

Red and black

Saree wrapped around my brown skin

My long, dark hair was tied low

Sharp features, heart focused on making him

Feel better

I was confident, I knew what I was capable of

But it wasn’t the time or place to boast it

I was humbled and honored

To be the servant of the real Healer

The Wanderer

​I am a wanderer and I have come to a village
Where people stick by one another
And being alone means being an outcast
I am a wanderer
She tells me that is not who I am
Who I am is I
And I have wandered alone enough
And now She wants me to arrive to this village
Without my armors
Without my ropes
So they can lend me a hand
Show me the other face of love
And how my heart is still expanding
So huge it gradually becomes one with the others
I am a wanderer but She tells me I am not
I am not a settler but She says I am all and I am none
So here take my hands, Villagers
I may not be one of you
But for now I am

Soul’s Mind

This mind of my soul
Delicate, not really leak-proof
Soft with love
Bright with light
This is my core
That can be broken
But I won’t let you
Because you can’t steal my light
Can’t make me believe that I am not loved
In the dark, my hope won’t slip away
My life won’t fade away
Faith ablaze like stars at night
I rectify: this heart can’t be broken
I won’t let your darkness breaks in

a broken heart

Heart is your core, where your soul’s mind is. Heart is really broken when it is not covered in ice or fire of ego, when it is love and light and the dark breaks in. When you rip someone off her hope, when you steal her light, that’s a broken heart. The real meaning. You lose your chance to live. Keep the light on, keep it warm with the love you have and keep it wide open with faith.