Here we go 😁💙☯️ follow the sun
Oh now feel it, comin' back again
Live - Lightning Crashes
Character can not be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved.
"What we see mainly depends upon what we look for'' #6Am
So here’s a small portion of my life that was by far the most fun I’ve had, the most love I’ve felt, and the most acceptance I’ve ever received.. I debated on even posting this but I feel that people should know that you are the most amazing inspiration I had as a leader, as a friend, and as a brother. You were strong when others were weak and you were courageous even when you afraid. You overcame obstacles and trials no matter what and you taught all of us how to be a team how to smile through your struggles. I’m glad to have had you in my life and I’m scared to step forward without you, but I know you’d want us to keep going forward so I will. I’m gonna miss you, we’re all gonna miss you, I have peace that your in a better place though and that one day we’ll see each other again.. see you soon Jonathan we love and miss you... Rest In Peace.. #jonathan #aguilar #fighter #inspiration #friend #brother #smile #through #the #struggle #stts
for including my work in the next issue. I can’t wait to get my hands on the printed version. 🎀
I’ve always been free
a free spirit
let people come
while exploring the beaten paths
as they are worthy of exploring
every new day is a new chance
I’m always hungry
I’m doing my best
to keep the flame burning
that would help me
become the best portrait photographer
they can hold and feel
and the people they love
Dear Wounded Feminine,
This is a letter to the aspects of SELF that play the roles of the rescuer, the succubus seductress, the girl who sees through the eyes of manipulation.
A heart so cold, she feeds off the sexual energy of those around her.
Desperate for attention.
You never know who your are going to get.
Misusing intuition to get what she wants.
Addicted to the hit of life force energy
handed over through fear.
Do you know her?
She lives inside the darkened halls of a traumatized womb.
She is in competition with herself, ALWAYS.
Who can she make love her?
Who can she make bow to her?
Who can she devour?
She is a hunter.
She preys on fear.
Have you felt her?
Filled with Rage.
She denies all responsibility for her actions.
She can not see.
Lost in the chaos of her emotional story.
Married to her Toxicity.
Her type: Wounded Masculine.
Validating herself through another.
Can you see her?
Trapped in a prison of her own creation.
Starved of intimate connection.
Hungry for love.
Screaming for help on the inside.
Too much "pride" to ask.
Stuck in the loop of her detrimental patterns.
What will it take for her to remember?
What will it take for her to feel safe?
To trust... the voice of her heart?
What are her needs?
Do you have the courage to sit with her?
Share your heart with her?
She is looking for YOUR LOVE.
She is looking to feel the connection to self.
She is looking to feel supported by you.
She wants you to see and acknowledge her pain.
She wants you to stop pretending these traumas did not happen.
She wants you to feel the emotions stored in your body, that you have been repressing.
You are ready.
You can handle it.
You are supported.
You are loved.
If you open the door, and allow her to speak with you... she will share her story.
She will direct you exactly where in the body the trauma is stored.
When you sit with the emotional charge of her pain, you are becoming the witness.
The witness to your own transformation.
We are very dynamic beings.
Many personalities. *look below
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Quiérete a ti mismo
No lo hagas por compromiso, ni por el contrato no escrito que desconocidos han dictado para ti. Hazlo por amor al arte de los días que la vida de forma aleatoria te ha regalado, vive por los que está ruleta rusa que llaman destino se ha llevado, dejándote aquí, con demasiadas deudas pendientes por algo que jamás pediste, pero que ahora sólo puede ser pagado si no se malgasta lo poco que te queda. Olvida la cuenta de las horas y empieza a coleccionar instantes, escondelos debajo de tu piel para que los monstruos que merodean tu almohada no puedan encontrarlos. Sueña siempre con una ventana abierta aunque la brisa nocturna decida cerrar tu puerta, pues algunos cuentos han de terminar para dar paso a las mejores historias... aún sin contar. PabloZ
#see #me #through #my #eyes #poesia #poetry #arte #accionpoetica #art
There are things we cannot control.
There are things we should not control.