Author: Espuma de Mar

I’m the beautiful body of a volcano spirit like.

Nube

This mirror of you and I gifted us the hug I wanted once upon a time; at the hospital. From you.

The kind of half body tender loving hug that grounds even the most condensed clouds. on a bed.

Thank you for gifting my body this long awaited tender time.

I love to continue to witness the beautiful, graceful, fresh growth and transcendence of this multi versions of us.

Aquagent

I’m impressed of how deep this new human generations can feel.

Thank you.

You are so awakened and self conscious at a age that when I compare myself to you.

… you are so much more advance.

Impressive.

I am getting to know some parts of you slowly and with tenderness. The way you regulate the speed of openness and shares it’s not only kind to yourself it teaches me a lot as well.

Just because you are -an open book with many chapters- doesn’t mean that it’s an easy read or a book that is unattended.

Seems that, life has given you lots of experiences and opportunities for growth and perhaps you are still processing and sorting feelings and emotions. I don’t know.

Your ways to process, for what I can see, are there. That’s enough.

Not a lot of people work through this.

Involving yourself with movement, friends physical activities, music, books and arts are some of the best tools you could use to navigate but not escaping from pain or emotional difficulties; it’s truly audacious!

Like the song says: you are the Capitán and not the sailor of your life 🙌.

They said we are just simply mirrors of each other.

I love the mirror I found on you.

Even though I’m less than half your height and weight; I do feel that if I was a man I will probably feel and look your size!

You are doing a great job living and exploring life.

💗

Sábado

The tallest form of human love, I have ever laid eyes on.

So angry from the inside with a longing for self peace, dance, play and connection.

So beautiful.

Strong remarcable self love and protection that has been cultivated from childhood in order to survive from life’s aggressions. Lessons.

Awareness of this exhausting yet successful Viking mode; can you put it to rest?

I dare you.

Just for some new experiences, space for gratitude and meaningful connections.

Don’t kill it. It’s in your veins.

Just put this successful Viking to rest for a little while, he deserves it. This part of your constitution has done enough protection for centuries and 30 something years.

Perhaps a perfect day to start will be on a Saturday.

Thank you for giving me the honor to meet that sweet sweeeeet soul that enamored my soul at once.

The intention behind that red candy, tea cups with sweet words and colors, half a sleep mumblings of admiration, the pleasure of the itching shared moment on your endless body and its warmth, the delightful sex and the driving and walking around the island.

I felt safe when you wrapped your body around mine.

I want “what’s mine” to keep safe, transcend fears and to keep nurturing until the current body is ready to release you to the multiverse.

I want to learn to be more gentle with my body and I think you are a great teacher for that.

Will you teach me?

I want to learn to speak your mother tongue; So I can sing lullabies to my one and only Viking! For this life time.

I want to keep on riding with you, share all kinds of memories and discover ways of co-creation.

All in one forever lördag.

Attachment

Does it matter?

In some future

I’ll be one of the few standing in the consumer stores isles

I

Will be wondering and playing with toys that aren’t mine.

Leave the store with a full emotional purchase, that was super affordable.

Navigating the roads and the thickness of life and it’s tons! of all sizes beauty.

My heat pounds so intentionally special

to move with grateful joy the muscles of my lips and body for a mega full body smile!

Still standing and some strolling and bolting through moments.

Playing

Awareness.. quite frequently

Gasping …

Counting

Experiencing and adding up,

Resting..

Remember

Or try…

Most certainly I myself forget sometimes to remember that if I am ever out of balance..

putting myself into the beauty of nature.

Skin to soil.. soul

Eyes on sensation and texture of creation at its maximum simple complexity.

Ujjayi breath

And

Voilà! Best me.

1,2,345

This whole primary

Secondary

Third

Relationships can be some what easier to compartmentalize feelings and awareness.

Self. Awareness. Compartments of content.

Swirl!

I’m contrast

Nevertheless, I can also set my detailed definition of swirl ice cream soft serve.

I will always love my primary love a little bit deeper…

FA.

-Lol. ease out!

?

The hug

Thank you for those arms that feel incredibly steady, strong and secure.

When I give you this broken body to hold…

With gentleness and love

I can trust and relax on your body. Thank you.

Physical safety feels and looks so wild, natural and beautiful.

Like a Moose and a Doe

GLOW

My Soup of letters has a lot of misspellings

Nevertheless

Words

Forms of expression that

I can vessel out with some form of English language, mix with the others I understand.

I

Has its own way of navigating through, from and above my

heart.

Without he I have art.. me.

How lovely…without the “lie”

I get love.

Level up

or continue up to learn in spirals.

Gets frustrating if you are looking for transcendence.

To pass

To thrive, with the ocasional circling around.

Yet

Soulfully aware.

Purrrfect for me

Immersing my hands into the soil

Help me restore my pores and my neurons

By stepping on soil I get to sip in the minerals I so want to absorb

By smelling and tasting de soil my soul can elevate and play with smiling pigs around and this out and loud laughter back drop,

Surrounding my mental conversation between all of you and me.

All kinds of insects and the trees voices add up to the symphony of meow. Righhhht. Meow.

Cult

Go

If it smells like a cult

If it looks like a cult

If it … tastes like a delicious cult

If people say it is a cult

If they sound like a cult…..

Then I’m sure you have had picked your semantic circle my soul…

now what?

They also have levels?

Which are you in?

I picked yoga,

I am obsessed with ashtanga style

But I’m a beginner and enjoying the practice too!

Delisioso!