Gypsy souls, magic dust and life beyond the big 50.

Sunny, sunny day. Late raising, big cup of coffee. Repeat. Felting, dyeing, painting t-shirts, making necklaces. Send email to nepalese dance teacher. Check dance texts. Wonder of I am getting in the course for which I applied. Looking foward to meeting a friend tomorrow. Looking forward to dance master class on saturday. Breathing and living.

After a dense night with multiple, complex dreams, a voice whispers through the door 'psssiu, they´re asking if you can work today at 12h' 'sure'. Slowly drag myself out of bed, too much considerations for the time of the day. Life isn´t at all as we expected it to be. Principles are just sentences that half the time ... don´t apply to real life. Coffee and shower, please... Another phonecall: 'could you not work today, after all?' 'yes, sure, no problem'. Where's my sofa? Oh, another coffee please. Back to my inner world. Life still surprises me every day, not always in a good way, but then again, if surprises were for sure always good, maybe they wouldn´t be so much of a surprise. God c ... loses one door and opens one window. What´s the difference between a door and a window, anyway?

-The problem is....well...the butterflies, you see? -Butterflies? - she asked. -Yes, in my stomach -Why don´t you let them out? -Excuse me? -Yes, the butterflies. Why don´t you let them out? -I tried to. They seem to like it in here, though. -What about flowers? -Flowers? -If you surround yourself with flowers, maybe the butterflies will want to be around you, instead of inside you........... Just don´t eat them! -What? -The flowers. -If you grow flowers in your stomach, the butterflies will never leave it. -I don´t think one could, anyway. -So...where could one grow flowers? -Inside one´s body, you mean? -Yes. He paused and said: - Inside their veins, I suppose. -Probably also in their hearts, I should think. -And....would it be really terrible to have butterflies in your heart? -I don´t think so. Actually...that could even be enjoyable! -So, what´s the plan then? -First you have to grow flowers all around you. Then, wait for some seeds to fall into your veins. When there are enough f...

8) The need to feel special. Ok, we all have that in a way or another...but is ...I don´t know, silly. I am addicted to people telling me 'oh, you´re a special person'. Of course people who are close to us are special and unique for us.... The thing is that sometimes I find myself believing that´s an absolute truth, instead of a relative one.... 9) Goes with the previous one......I can be so arrogant sometimes. I think to myself I have this big insight not everyone has, and that I am so cool because my priorities are so peculiar, and because I have this constant need to create, and that although I am afraid of most things, I am also brave, because I tried facing a lot of them....and therefore I end up feeling superior ot some people. I know, it´s really stupid...and I actually hate it when I see it in other people, but it happens to me a lot. I must slap myself in the face (not literally) and remind myself how obnoxious I am being! 10) I hate confrotantion and run away from it...

It´s been a long absence, but I´ve returned, and would like to share some pictures of Madrid with you. MadridasI am learning to know it, everytime I visit and take the day just to wonder around. :) wellcome to my room of wonders. If you´re new here, I would appreciate you would read my two first posts.

5) My absolute lack of tolerance with people who have no insight towards themselves. I can´t help it, I can feel myself being mean, but I hate when people choose not to face their real selvs. It gets even worst when people are trying to show off, when it becomes obvious that they are trying to show the world they are a certain type of person. I just get this impulse to be really really mean and make them know I can actually see that they are showing off. I feel like a really bad person then, because I wan´t to destroy their masks, and I often can´t help it. 6) I hate it when I find myself showing off as well. (and it´s really annoying, because I know I am showing off, and I hate myself for doing so). It´s not happening a lot these last years, thankfully. 7) The fact that if people try to compete with me, I will get into the fight. In a general way I have no real interest in competing with anyone, but the moment someone shows a tad bit of competition towards me, it all changes and I fee...