Living with the heart in your hands
When your back hurt
offer your heart.
When you feel overwhelmed
seed your soul.
No need for answers, prompts, or solutions.
No need for lists or technics.
The paradoxical and rich tracks of life itself show the way.
The passages that honor the ancient whispers of the land.
The roots of the cosmos, the ones only the heart knows.
Walking through life with your heart in your hands is a perilous task.
Potent vulnerability echoes within, leaving us naked and bare.
The only option is to surrender.
Yield to life, to its agency, sovereignty, and ancient rage.
Every scar that hurts is a portal to a new dialogue.
Every wound an original pathway to emergence.
The heart murmurs the key to in-depth conversation.
Offer your heart and listen.
You’re not in control.
Take your time.
Touch the silence.
Welcome the rhythms of the pluriverse.
Open your heart.
Seed your soul.
In responsibility and innocence, we widen our vision.
Inter-being hearts and interlocking fingers.
In guardianship and belonging, we offer our hearts to the land.
In presence and integrity, we sow the cosmos.
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[Disclaimer: all these words and weaved concepts are birthed through my lived, biased, and always limited perception of things, not supposing to bring any absolute truth.]
By Sofia Batalha
Mammal, author, woman-mother, question weaver and dismantling global-colonial-technological-capitalism one day at a time. Awkward prose-poet with no grammatical knowledge. Pilgrim through inner and outer landscapes, remembering ancient earth practices, in radical presence, active listening, ecopsychology, art, ecstasy, and writing. Author of seven books, editor of the free online magazine, Wind and Water, Re-member the Bones Podcast, and Beyond the Sea Conversations — all in Portuguese.
More information: sofiabatalha.com