The favorite word of all people who have something to say about another human being, "Duality". Or, actually, of an abstract being. Because it is that which gives us and forms the knowledge of ourselves, as well as being witness of fidelity, to my desires and needs.

I melt with admiration as I travel the entire path of my present, loving, and conscious life through the solid, unconditional, and very loving presence of my femininity, the one that embraces my doubts and transits challenging crossroads for my being, the one that is magnetized by nourishing and mature sharing.

For me, there is nothing more fascinating than asking myself intelligent and profound questions about my existence, and my life. For example, how does one go about finding peace and trusting in a new order? I do it with kindness, gentleness, respect for my process of regaining health, in its own time, and compassion.

After months of suffering from Covid, every day I decide to start anew, to be a new woman, to take care of my pains and sorrows, it is how I lay down, fallen in new sheets, surrendered to life, and won by the inconsistency of what is alien, in the softness of being alone. Alone without so much, or maybe there is no silence, only the cold that does not intrude recklessly into any marrow in my bones.

It is rather warm air that cuts it in soft gusts... how good it feels to breathe... just to breathe putting desire into action, venturing, taking risks, going forward with grit, with desire, with courage, with PASSION.

It is like when I go back to playing with myself, like when I was a child who knew how to be alone, engrossed in my own world, and could spend hours playing on a beach with the sand and the waves... Of those waves that even with a certain joy hit your chest, a joy of wave that bathed me in salts. Salts of the eye, of hand, of scream, geometric salts that reflect lights, watery salts that dilute and take away whatever.

How much do we live "fighting the waves"? How much have we been taught to overcome and glorify the heroic path?

To overcome the slopes I lick in my memory the marine memories that crystallize on themselves, and fall like a willow (one of those that are weeping and cry for real) when the wind rocks it, because everything comes, and everything comes again, it is the duality of human beings in their impermanence. It is a sense of peace that heals and liberates me. I let go and release the stress, I focus on my own interests, and there is no one to judge or condemn me.

I have read a lot about persistent COVID and I can identify more than one symptom, however, I have not stopped my loving and disciplined commitment to fully optimize my lung function, increase my physical capacity, the pericardial effusion is gone, recalibrate my attention and memory, as well as balance my sleep patterns (even with insomnia, yet) and feelings of exhaustion and dullness.

Love drives life

Furthermore, I know that everything has been slower because of the transition I am living now in my life, more and more I enjoy the most essential things in life, I have returned to the purity of the child fascinated by everything, grateful for every detail and proud, very proud of the harvest I am reaping with everything I have shown throughout my life.

To return to me is to return to vulnerability, it is to open myself to review my steps and inhabit the shadow. It is also to return to the love, sweetness and compassion proper to the Divine Feminine. Hence, the importance of containment and psycho-emotional support, as well as spiritual.

Life or circumstances sometimes force me to disconnect, to get out of the way, eventually I do not know how to return, or I can get to feel the feeling that I have never been on the road.

I have everything I need to shine within me like that sunflower (cover image) that refuses to give up, for it has not yet tried all possible ways to keep growing and creating paths.

The reality is that my soul has always been on the path, and that detour has been part of my great learning so that my soul remembers what it is to "Return Home".