Por Trudi Lee Richards Traducido del ingles por Lily Starkman y Juan Carlos”Quique”Gaía Version 1 Winged Lion Press copyright Trudi Lee Richards, 2010 Todos los derechos reservados A todos los niños i. Soy la luz del sol Euforia cosmológica Amante
Read moreHoly Hogwash!
“The Moment is the doorway to the presence of God” — that’s what all the spiritual teachers say, one way or another. Holy hogwash, I say! First of all, some moments are definitely bad, like the sad ones chasing you from the
Read morePeace at 3 a.m.
I have discovered that if I must, I can tie myself to the mast, and not give in to fruitless thinking about matters I cannot resolve. This works, as long as I do not give in, but stay single-heartedly in
Read moreDiscovery – a Mother’s Tale
All nightI rack my brainsdesperate to end the war between two cherished lovesand only fail miserably Until at lastin the pearly dawnI ask the god of the small and powerless:Oh Little Onewreak your kindness upon me Help me face my fearsor better
Read moreThe Lookout
These stories were written in the last fifteen years and in general they are about the theme of intuitions and internal realities that are not always visible, but are undoubtedly true. Truths that push us in a profound and human
Read moreLuz Azul – Blue Light
This book is their most recent collaboration, Fernando as a poet, Rafael as a draftsman, with a production that has been giving informally for the last 21 years or so. Each one in their own field, and in this book
Read morePilgrimage to Punta de Vacas, May 2019
This May I flew to Santiago, Chile to go with friends up to Punta de Vacas Park of Study and Reflection, almost 10,000 feet up in the Andes between Argentina and Chile. Celebrations were taking place all over the world
Read moreA singing story
A couple of years ago, I began working on writing my autobiography. Someone asked me why – after all, there are a million autobiographies out there, why add one more? So I had to explain myself. I said it didn’t
Read moreAttack of the Benevolent Harpies and Fahrenheit 11/9
A few days ago a couple of old friends of mine tracked me down and pinned me to the wall. “Wake up!” they yelled, “we are mothers, and we have forgotten these children, the children in cages at the border,
Read moreLosing Sadness and Finding Peace
I went on a walk to get away from some problems that were generating too much mental babble. Craving silence, I tried thinking of nothing, just feeling the stillness – but mental silence, though lovely, is hard to sustain. Then
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