Wednesday, June 24, 2015

24 June 2015 ,Buenos Aires,Argentina

End of the first workshop,had a wonderful time,thanks to all......

Feeł so grateful to be here

And The day came,when the risk to remain tight in a bud was greater than the risk it took to blossom

Anais Nin

Saturday, June 13, 2015

Sun,13 June 2015


Don’t claim in spring on stone some verdure grows
Be soft like soil to raise a lovely rose—
For years you’ve been a stony-hearted man
Try being like the soil now if you can!

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Water,9 June

We will be known forever by the tracks we leave.
Dakota proverb


Above the mountains
the geese turn into
the light again

Painting their
black silhouettes
on an open sky.

Sometimes everything
has to be
inscribed across
the heavens

so you can find
the one line
already written
inside you.

Sometimes it takes
a great sky
to find that

first, bright
and indescribable
wedge of freedom
in your own heart.

Sometimes with
the bones of the black
sticks left when the fire
has gone out

someone has written
something new
in the ashes of your life.

You are not leaving.
Even as the light fades quickly now,
you are arriving.

David Whyte