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Crow words # 1 I am. Here. Now.
Feeling stuck in my outer expression to the world. An impossibility of choosing a direction. I see my wish of no choice as a way to avoid action and give up to fear. Today I want to climb that wall, but wait, there is no wall at all! I use my freedom of...
rainforest poem
What If? a poem by Ganga White What if our religion was each other? If our practice was our life? If prayer was our words? What if the Temple was the Earth? If forests were our church? If holy water—the rivers, lakes, and oceans? What if meditation was our...
death
I was born in a particular environment where death was always present and a parallel state of being. My mother was a well-known curandera from the Spanish tradition. Thus, at home ordinary and not ordinary realities were a fact. So about my own death, the only...
the forest
And from now on I just need to close my eyes When I open them up again, I will see the forest And here it is the forest. It was always there. I had to wait to open my eyes and look from my tree.
the facets of the quartz crystal
De todas formas, yo soy otro Juan Gelman You decide which facet of my being is what defines me. You decide which one is the real one, the one that represents me. I have no control over that. I'm just a quartz crystal with millions of different facets...
my mask falls
Dialog with "La piel es periferia" from José García Obrero. Automatic writing with words already spoken. The verses from the poetry book "La piel es periferia", XLIII Ciudad de Burgos award, from José García Obrero, spoke to me and I answered from my subconscious...
the flamingo sequence
A balancing vinyasa yoga sequence learned from Ganga White in White Lotus Foundation-Santa Barbara CA. A sequence that embodies the emotional changes in me when I move in space. In time. Ganga White http://www.whitelotus.org Poem: Mark Strand- Keeping things whole...
the crow whispers…
Listening to the crow whispers, waiting to know which step is the next. Idea and dance-Antonia Martínez Rubira www.antoniasway.net Camera and editing-Tim Demel www.timdemel.com Poem-Penumbra-José García Obrero www.quedalacascara.blogspot.com Grafitti-Roa...
the small dance
It was in an introductory class of Contact Improvisation in the Centre Civic La Barceloneta, with Sebastian Garcia Ferro. That was the third workshop I did with him, He could transmit lightness and fun in his classes which made it easier to dare and let go in the...
What is a journey?
Is it a distance that you start and finish? And what if it never starts and finishes and it is a continuous cycle of birth and death? What if I feel that I die and I am born every day? That’s how I feel. What if this journey has different landscapes and characters but...