carry flowers, not suffering

carry flowers, not suffering

be happy in this space    
be free    
listen    
feel your breath    
remember    
fly from branch to branch    
tree to tree    
fly high, fly free    
and sing    

be open in this space    
be Love    
listen    
feel your heartbeat    
remember who you are    

and don’t be a hypocrite   

no is a complete sentence.    
so is yes!    

make each yes you give    
be true with your whole heart    
and rest in that knowing    

be strong in this space    
be courage    
rise    
feel your feet on the ground    
remember who you are here to be    
take a step and walk    
from question to question    
person to person    
walk tall, walk free    
and sing    

you are not alone    
look up and see    
the many walking with you    
ancestors, guides, compañeras    
past, present, and future    

you are not alone    
you are one of many    
co-creating a world where many worlds fit    
come dance, come sing    
and remember who we are here to be

 

~San Cristóbal de las Casas, Chiapas, Mexico — March 2019

 

“Un mundo donde quepan muchos mundos (A world where many worlds fit)” ~EZLN, Oventik, Chiapas, Mexico, Feb 2019

ofrecido en solidaridad con los esfuerzos necesarios y de gran alcance del EZLN (Ejército Zapatista de Liberación Nacional), los miembros de Caracol Oventik, todos las compas caminando conmigo —  y Maestra L, con mucho amor y gratitud por compartir tu sabidurías del corazón con E y conmigo  

offered in solidarity with the necessary and far-reaching efforts of the EZLN (Zapatista Army of National Liberation), the members of Caracol Oventik, all the compas walking with me — and Maestra L, with much love and gratitude for sharing your heart wisdoms with E and me


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