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«El alma siempre sabe qué hacer
para curarse a sí misma.
El desafío es silenciar la mente.»
Caroline Myss
«El alma siempre sabe qué hacer
para curarse a sí misma.
El desafío es silenciar la mente.»
Caroline Myss
𝐄𝐧 𝐥𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐫,
𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐚,
𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐳𝐚 𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐚 𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐯𝐚,
𝐒𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐢́𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬.
𝐍𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐣𝐚𝐬,
𝐬𝐢 𝐧𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐧̃𝐨𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐣𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐬,
𝐮𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬,
𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐨.
𝐄𝐬 𝐮𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐬,
𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐢 𝐭𝐞𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐨,
𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐞𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐨
𝐒𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐞 𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐚.
𝐂𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐚, 𝐮𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨;
𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐞𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐚, 𝐮𝐧 𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐨,
𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐬 𝐜𝐨́𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐨𝐬,
𝐝𝐞𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐚́𝐬 𝐞𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐨.
𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐨 𝐞𝐥 𝐫𝐢́𝐨 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐲𝐞
𝐲 𝐧𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐬,
𝐚𝐬𝐢́ 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐜𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐬
𝐝𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐝𝐞.
𝐄𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐮𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐬 𝐝𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐚,
𝐲 𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐲𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐚
𝐝𝐞 𝐮𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐧̃𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨, 𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐚,
𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐨 𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐚.
𝐌𝐢 𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐯𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐚 𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚́𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐥,
𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐢́𝐚 𝐝𝐞 𝐮𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥.
𝐔𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨́𝐧 𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥,
𝐮𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞, 𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐝.
𝐀𝐬𝐢́ 𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐲𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐢 𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨,
𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐢́𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐮𝐳 𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐚 𝐨𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥.
𝐔𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐞𝐥 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢́𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐮, 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥,
𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐬 𝐝𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥.
Bienvenido todos a esta, mi participación de la semana en el Club de Poesía auspiciado por la comunidad @freewritehouse. Gracias a la comunidad #blockchainpoets por permitirme postear aquí. Si es de tu agrado participar, aún estás a tiempo, este es el enlace:
Club de Poesía.
Dedicado a todos aquellos poetas que contribuyen,
día a día,
a hacer de nuestro planeta, un mundo mejor.
“Great minds talk about ideas;
medium minds talk about events;
small minds talk about others.”
Eleanor Roosevelt
The English version differs from the original Spanish version because if I translate it literally, the meaning, rhythm and syllable count are lost.
In the abode of being,
where the soul resides,
a new house rises,
without medieval utopias.
Not bricks and tiles,
if not of woven dreams,
a refuge of ideals,
in the eternal built.
It's a home without doors,
without windows or roof,
where the wind of change
blows strong and determined.
Each room, a thought;
every corner, a call,
to live with new codes,
leaving the past behind.
As the river flows
and never goes back,
these are the foundations
from this house that comes from.
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Pictures of hope hang on its walls,
and in its soils lie seeds of dance
of a different tomorrow, full of prosperity,
where every step is an act of praise.
My new house is more than stone and lime,
It is the philosophy of a beginning without an end.
A mystery wrapped in every vital decision,
a path forward, full of spirituality.
This is how this abode is built without blocks or cement,
with similes of light in total darkness.
A home for the spirit, not the material,
where new life principles are the ideal.
Welcome everyone to this, my participation of the week in the Poetry Club hosted by the @freewritehouse community. Thanks to the #blockchainpoets community for allowing me to post here. If you’d like to join, there’s still time, here’s the link:
Poetry Club.
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Dedicated to all those poets who contribute,
** day by day,**
to make our planet a better world.
𝐄𝐧 𝐥𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐫,
𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐚,
𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐳𝐚 𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐚 𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐯𝐚,
𝐒𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐢́𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬.
𝐍𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐣𝐚𝐬,
𝐬𝐢 𝐧𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐧̃𝐨𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐣𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐬,
𝐮𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬,
𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐨.
𝐄𝐬 𝐮𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐬,
𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐢 𝐭𝐞𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐨,
𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐞𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐨
𝐒𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐞 𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐚.
𝐂𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐚, 𝐮𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨;
𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐞𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐚, 𝐮𝐧 𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐨,
𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐬 𝐜𝐨́𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐨𝐬,
𝐝𝐞𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐚́𝐬 𝐞𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐨.
𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐨 𝐞𝐥 𝐫𝐢́𝐨 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐲𝐞
𝐲 𝐧𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐬,
𝐚𝐬𝐢́ 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐜𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐬
𝐝𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐝𝐞.
𝐄𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐮𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐬 𝐝𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐚,
𝐲 𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐲𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐚
𝐝𝐞 𝐮𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐧̃𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨, 𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐚,
𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐨 𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐚.
𝐌𝐢 𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐯𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐚 𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚́𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐥,
𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐢́𝐚 𝐝𝐞 𝐮𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥.
𝐔𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨́𝐧 𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥,
𝐮𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞, 𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐝.
𝐀𝐬𝐢́ 𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐲𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐢 𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨,
𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐢́𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐮𝐳 𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐚 𝐨𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥.
𝐔𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐞𝐥 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢́𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐮, 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥,
𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐬 𝐝𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥.
Bienvenido todos a esta, mi participación de la semana en el Club de Poesía auspiciado por la comunidad @freewritehouse. Gracias a la comunidad #blockchainpoets por permitirme postear aquí. Si es de tu agrado participar, aún estás a tiempo, este es el enlace:
Club de Poesía.
Dedicado a todos aquellos poetas que contribuyen,
día a día,
a hacer de nuestro planeta, un mundo mejor.
“Great minds talk about ideas;
medium minds talk about events;
small minds talk about others.”
Eleanor Roosevelt
The English version differs from the original Spanish version because if I translate it literally, the meaning, rhythm and syllable count are lost.
In the abode of being,
where the soul resides,
a new house rises,
without medieval utopias.
Not bricks and tiles,
if not of woven dreams,
a refuge of ideals,
in the eternal built.
It's a home without doors,
without windows or roof,
where the wind of change
blows strong and determined.
Each room, a thought;
every corner, a call,
to live with new codes,
leaving the past behind.
As the river flows
and never goes back,
these are the foundations
from this house that comes from.
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Pictures of hope hang on its walls,
and in its soils lie seeds of dance
of a different tomorrow, full of prosperity,
where every step is an act of praise.
My new house is more than stone and lime,
It is the philosophy of a beginning without an end.
A mystery wrapped in every vital decision,
a path forward, full of spirituality.
This is how this abode is built without blocks or cement,
with similes of light in total darkness.
A home for the spirit, not the material,
where new life principles are the ideal.
Welcome everyone to this, my participation of the week in the Poetry Club hosted by the @freewritehouse community. Thanks to the #blockchainpoets community for allowing me to post here. If you’d like to join, there’s still time, here’s the link:
Poetry Club.
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Dedicated to all those poets who contribute,
** day by day,**
to make our planet a better world.
Dedicado a todos aquellos poetas que contribuyen,
día a día,
a hacer de nuestro planeta, un mundo mejor.
“Great minds talk about ideas;
medium minds talk about events;
small minds talk about others.”
Eleanor Roosevelt
“Great minds talk about ideas;
medium minds talk about events;
small minds talk about others.”
Eleanor Roosevelt
The English version differs from the original Spanish version because if I translate it literally, the meaning, rhythm and syllable count are lost.
In the abode of being,
where the soul resides,
a new house rises,
without medieval utopias.
Not bricks and tiles,
if not of woven dreams,
a refuge of ideals,
in the eternal built.
It's a home without doors,
without windows or roof,
where the wind of change
blows strong and determined.
Each room, a thought;
every corner, a call,
to live with new codes,
leaving the past behind.
As the river flows
and never goes back,
these are the foundations
from this house that comes from.
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Pictures of hope hang on its walls,
and in its soils lie seeds of dance
of a different tomorrow, full of prosperity,
where every step is an act of praise.
My new house is more than stone and lime,
It is the philosophy of a beginning without an end.
A mystery wrapped in every vital decision,
a path forward, full of spirituality.
This is how this abode is built without blocks or cement,
with similes of light in total darkness.
A home for the spirit, not the material,
where new life principles are the ideal.
Welcome everyone to this, my participation of the week in the Poetry Club hosted by the @freewritehouse community. Thanks to the #blockchainpoets community for allowing me to post here. If you’d like to join, there’s still time, here’s the link:
Poetry Club.
🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆
Dedicated to all those poets who contribute,
** day by day,**
to make our planet a better world.
In the abode of being,
where the soul resides,
a new house rises,
without medieval utopias.
Not bricks and tiles,
if not of woven dreams,
a refuge of ideals,
in the eternal built.
It's a home without doors,
without windows or roof,
where the wind of change
blows strong and determined.
Each room, a thought;
every corner, a call,
to live with new codes,
leaving the past behind.
As the river flows
and never goes back,
these are the foundations
from this house that comes from.
Pictures of hope hang on its walls,
and in its soils lie seeds of dance
of a different tomorrow, full of prosperity,
where every step is an act of praise.
My new house is more than stone and lime,
It is the philosophy of a beginning without an end.
A mystery wrapped in every vital decision,
a path forward, full of spirituality.
This is how this abode is built without blocks or cement,
with similes of light in total darkness.
A home for the spirit, not the material,
where new life principles are the ideal.
Welcome everyone to this, my participation of the week in the Poetry Club hosted by the @freewritehouse community. Thanks to the #blockchainpoets community for allowing me to post here. If you’d like to join, there’s still time, here’s the link:
Poetry Club.
🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆
Dedicated to all those poets who contribute,
** day by day,**
to make our planet a better world.
Welcome everyone to this, my participation of the week in the Poetry Club hosted by the @freewritehouse community. Thanks to the #blockchainpoets community for allowing me to post here. If you’d like to join, there’s still time, here’s the link:
Poetry Club.
🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆
Dedicated to all those poets who contribute,
** day by day,**
to make our planet a better world.
Dedicated to all those poets who contribute,
** day by day,**
to make our planet a better world.
Dedicated to all those poets who contribute,
** day by day,**
to make our planet a better world.
