Thursday, December 16, 2010

Antennas - Skywatch Friday, Season 4, Episode 23



"All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned
someone tried to tell me what it was.  I accepted their answers too,
though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory.
 I was naïve.  I was looking for myself and asking everyone except
myself questions which I, and only I, could answer.  It took me a long time
and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve
 a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: 
 that I am nobody but myself."
  ~Ralph Ellison






"Always be a first-rate version of yourself,
 instead of a second-rate version of somebody else." 
 ~Judy Garland





"Almost every man wastes part of his life in attempts to display
qualities which he does not possess, and to gain applause
which he cannot keep." 
 ~Samuel Johnson


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Yet, I asked…




Although I stopped believing long ago
To the Virgin Mary and her son I pleaded
Kneeling, I looked straight at their painting
With an open and confident heart

Aware that things do happen for a reason
Not so ready to accept what it is
Not so sure of my will to keep trying

I didn’t pray
I didn’t promise
But I asked…
Even though I was a nonbeliever

Childhood memories brought me back to them…
An urgent need to regain my faith
In life
In love
In the one I was
In the one I am

To this sacred place I came
Searching for the child I was
Devoid of labels or boundaries
That just trusted without asking why
That had faith no matter what

I had to be back home
Embracing and expressing the commotion within
To hug my inner child
To take back harmony  
To make peace with what it is


© Gabriela Abalo


Written for Magpie Tales – #45 - click the link to enjoy more wonderful contributions :)

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Fireflies



During warm summer nights

Once the sun said Goodbye

And the moon said Hello

The fireflies light their lanterns

To compete with the stars



With wide open eyes

And a jar in their hands

The hunt begins

It is time to run fast!




When the chasers get too close

Fireflies prompt each other

Flashing Morse code signals

That the race is getting tight




Children jump up and down

All across lawns and fields

Making insects lamps

Is more fun than you think



Shooting stars try to stop the chase

By distracting the children from their game

But the moon decides to play

So she hides behind a cloud




On a warm and dark summer night

Fireflies are all you see…

Magic is in the air

Catching fireflies with a jar

Is like grasping wishes as they pass




Holding the jar close to their heart

Children head back home

To sleep under the enchantment

Of their special magic lamps





© Gabriela Abalo





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Friday, December 10, 2010

Festivities - Weekend reflection # 64



"Never worry about the size of your Christmas tree. 
In the eyes of children, they are all 30 feet tall. "
 ~Larry Wilde





Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love!
~Hamilton Wright Mabie



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Thursday, December 9, 2010

San Jose de Mayo - Skywatch Friday, Season 4, Episode 22


"Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet
 and the winds long to play with your hair."
 ~Kahlil Gibran


 

"The poetry of the earth is never dead."
 ~John Keats





"The human spirit needs places where nature
 has not been rearranged by the hand of man."
 ~Author Unknown






"Joy all creatures drink
At nature's bosoms..."

~Friedrich von Schiller, "Ode to Joy," 1785



Pictures taken last weekend while visiting upcountry - San Jose De Mayo - Uruguay


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Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Crying



Each spoken word said with ill intention



Aiming to suffocate the dimmest self-esteem remains


Turning upside down an already broken world






Crying, crying, silently crying…


Feeling that life is over


That nothing else really matters






Trust dishonored


Confidence wiped out


Nothing left to the imagination


None to assume


Plenty to digest


Crying, crying, silently crying…






Revolted with what I’ve become


A self-destroying destroyer


Too many years waiting for a happy twist


Holding the light of hope






Devastating feelings throttling the need to speak out


Believing everything said


Crying, crying, silently crying…


Convinced that there isn’t another chance


That it is time to give up






But, I’m done with all that!


I’m standing up!


I’m going to mend my broken self


I’m celebrating our end


I’m starting afresh






Sentient of today


Crying, crying, deafeningly crying


I’m going my way


To find myself


To fall in love with life again






Crying, crying, happily crying…

 
 
© Gabriela Abalo

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Friday, December 3, 2010

Weekend reflections #63


 Experimenting with reflections





My daughter and I taking a little ride :)





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Thursday, December 2, 2010

Skywatch Friday, Season 4, Episode 21


 "The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, 
by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, 
when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life." 
~William Faulkner




To send light into the darkness of men's hearts - such is the duty of the artist.  
~Schumann




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Wednesday, December 1, 2010

My plea




During winter time
I long for what is not
Howling to the moon
For I was left alone

I plea to the cold wind
To freeze my heart
Until the next spring
To be awakened by the dandelions
And then fly away…



© Gabriela Abalo


Written for Magpie Tales – #43 - click the link to enjoy more wonderful contributions :)

Jealousy




 Jealousy
An awful advisor
That leaves you by yourself
Heartbroken and grieving
For what was not
For what was lost
For what it really was…


© Gabriela Abalo


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Thursday, November 25, 2010

Thanksgiving

We can only be said to be alive in those moments
when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.  
~Thornton Wilder



8/11/2010 @6:00 am (sunrise)



 8/11/2010 @6:05 am (sunrise)

8/11/2010 @9:30 am 




 8/11/2010 sunset




 8/11/2010 sunset




 
8/11/2010 sunset reflection
8/11/2010 sunset  reflection



After so many years of hard work I finally managed to move to the home I always dreamt for.  This magic place is blessed every morning by a stunning sun rise over Rio de la Plata, while in the afternoon the blessing comes from another awesome sunset over the city. My magic kingdom is almost at the top of a building, so the views always take my breath away while filling my heart with warm gratitude and the sense of oneness.
Here I feel at peace with myself, I reconnect with my essence, feeling alive… part and parcel of the entire Universe. Past and future stop existing, the mind clears up; emotions rise and then settle down (just like the sun and the moon), and the only thing that matters is the magic jiffy where I’m still breathing and fully conscious. To me happiness is that magical tick where I just am… 

Looking at the sun and the moon, observing the sky and the river teaches me a lot about letting things be and go with the flow… that resisting to what it is takes me nowhere… because life is about change, transformation and awareness.


I’m thankful, and attempting to live in gratitude, free of expectations, open to receive and give.

loveNlight
Gabi


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Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Yes, I'm the one




Yes, I am the one
That messes up
Frequently misunderstood
Usually unpopular

A believer and a sinner
A seeker forever exploring
A permanent work in progress
An unwritten story
A trouble maker…
With unexpected tactics
Free, disobedient, astonishing

Yes, I am the one
Asking for nothing
Giving everything
In love with life
A bit bizarre
The crazy one

Yes, I am the one
So what!

© Gabriela Abalo



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Friday, November 19, 2010

Eye reflections - Weekend reflections # 61


I think a photography class should be a requirement in all educational programs
because it makes you see the world rather than just look at it.
~Author Unknown




My portraits are more about me than they are about the people I photograph.
  ~Richard Avedon

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Regaining harmony




I have run out of words
Here I am on my very own
Nothing to say
A lot to observe

Trying to make sense of the nonsense  
Struggling to locate the symmetry of the self
Promiscuous feelings confusing everything
Provocative thoughts tempting the heart
Pretentious blasphemies insulting the soul

Overwhelming ego’s cacophony
Forcing the slow brewing of mixed feelings
One big pot to mix them all
Quietly observing and appreciating what it is

Attentive to the Universe messages
Resisting the resistance to what it is
Making a conscious effort to go with the flow
Getting deep into the being
Silently conversing with the soul
Free of pretends and inflexible principles
At peace with what it is
Unconditionally loving the self 


© Gabriela Abalo

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Legacy



Clumsy hands moving up and down
Haunted fingertips infinitely counting
For every pearl a tear dropped
For every tear a pearl counted

Memories attached
Feelings concealed
Plenty to reveal

Symbol of purity and renovation
A continuous prompt to be sincere
An urge to remain dignified
A push to keep searching for happiness

The perfect gift she has ever received
From the one she will always grieve


 
© Gabriela Abalo


Written for Magpie Tales – #40 and One Shot Wednesday