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I didn´t come to teach you, I came to love you and love will teach you

Only love can teach
Only love can heal
Only love can move matter
And reveal the most beautiful mysteries life contains

Let’s be lovers of life.
Let love in.    

 

 

 

Species of spaces

I would like there to exist places that are stable, unmoving, intangible, untouched and almost untouchable, unchanging, deeprooted; places that might be points of reference, of departure, of origin:

My birthplace, the cradle of my family, the house where I may have been born, the tree I may have seen grow (that my father may have planted the day I was born), the attic of my childhood filled with intact memories… Such places don’t exist, and it’s because they don’t exist that space becomes a question, ceases to be self-evident, ceases to be incorporated, ceases to be appropriated. Space is a doubt: I have constantly to mark it, to designate it. It’s never mine, never given to me, I have to conquer it.

My spaces are fragile: time is going to wear them away, to destroy them. Nothing will no longer resemble what was, my memories will betray me, oblivion will infiltrate my memory… Space melts like sand running through one’s fingers. Time bears it away and leaves me only shapeless shreds.

To write: to try meticulously to retain something, to cause something to survive; to wrest a few precise scraps from the void as it grows, to leave somewhere a furrow, a trace, a mark or a few signs. “

Georges Perec, Species of Spaces, 1974 *

This text was written in the year I was born and this book is one of my favorites.

R. do Rosário, Porto – This corner is becoming a witness of the many encounters between my multiple Self.

To remember the moment when my past embraced your future in an eternal hug; as night followed day and day followed night, we trusted in the stars that shimmered within us, birthing a new constellation

There’s an innate wisdom within you

Each one of us needs to discover this ability within themselves.

Perhaps when you were a child, you already felt it (and it wasn’t the “turban” borrowed from your mother saying so). It was simply a state of attentiveness and trust in our intrinsic resources!

We are so conditioned to value what is outside of us that we forget to remember that we are enough, worthy, divine; we are essentially LOVE. That is our natural vibration. It doesn’t need any external artifact; it exists on its own within each of us. Maintaining this frequency is the best way to radiate the field that unites us with spaciousness, tolerance, acceptance, will, openness, truth,… without the need to compete with each other, just enjoying the pleasure of sharing what each one is, in their conscious, unique, and singular way