Carry me home..

Mother i feel you under my feet

Father i hear you, your heartbeat within me

my spirit flies, free

carry me home

carry me home.. (excerpt of song lyric, Akaal, Ajeet Kaur)

snow blankets..
as chantilly in a cake, a bunch of snow in a frozen lake..
in this picture the wind made it’s art..
sparkling desert of snow, where Mother Nature keeps reminding me we will never be alone..we are all together as one endless peaceful melody..

Pictures: Arvidsjaur,12/02/19, M.L.

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Much light and Love,

M.L.

Soul to soul

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Shades of who i could be

Embraced in a northern light,

Shapes of who you can be

pulling fragile souls out of the dark,

wakening their spirits up

leading them to the Truth,

touched by the hands of God

Whom blesses us with His grace.

Peace, light and warmth remains

within me, within us all

Soul to soul, heart to heart

shades and shapes of you and me,

many brothers and many sisters,

united in peace and love.

Divine embraces souls and hearts,

a touch of hope and light

in The Name of Truth,

in The Name of God.

29/01/2019, by M.L.

Sat Naam 🙏💝 M.L.

In loving memory

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Sao Pedro do Estoril, 22/12/2018, M.L.

Somos todos seres da Natureza, vimos e vamos.

A minha mae foi uma pessoa linda, não só por fora, mas por dentro também. A alma dela sempre irradiou luz, amor e um carinho bondoso de mae.

Na sua vida, ela foi atormentada por sombras e muito sofrimento, mas teve sempre o amor da sua família a tentar puxar-lhe de volta para a luz da vida. A luz que víamos no seu olhar e sorriso lindo quando lhe demonstrávamos o nosso amor e afeição.

A nossa vida ensinou-nos a semear e colher mais amor do que bens materiais. O seu amor por nós e o nosso por ela uniu-nos como família, nas alegrias e tristezas.

A sua alma já nos deixou, Livre e Leve, na Paz e Amor eterno; na Graca de Deus. Uma estrela no céu que nos ilumina, um anjinho que nos guarda e nos vigia.

Querida mae: serás para sempre invencível, indestrutível; para além da vida e da morte; para além da alegria e da dor; para além do karma e da forma. Amen

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We are all beings of Nature, we come and go.
My mother was a beautiful person, not only from the outside but also from the inside. Her soul always radiated light, love and a loving kindness of a mother.

In her life she was plagued by shadows and much suffering, but she always had the love of her family trying to pull her back into the light of life. The light we saw in her look and beautiful smile when we showed her our love and affection.

Our life has taught us to sow and reap more love than material goods. Her love for us and ours for her united us as family, in joys and sorrows.

Her soul has already left us, Free, in Peace, and eternal Love, by the Grace of God. A star in the sky that illuminates us, an angel who guards and watches over us. 

Dear mother: you will be forever invincible, indestructible; beyond life and death; beyond joy and pain; beyond karma and form. Amen

🙏🌅M.L.

A mother’s contemplation

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I have heard before that a mother’s love to their child is unconditional.

Maybe that is the reason why i can’t describe it. Believe me i’ve tried it before, to write a poem, a description, but the words don’t flow naturally.

It’s incredible that the most overwhelming love i am experiencing is extremely hard to put into words. It’s truly beyond all of them.

What i can write about is that, through all my dotters phases since she was newborn i have been feeling and experiencing a roller coaster of emotions that i didn’t even knew it existed in me: good and bad!

She has the ability to make my hair grow gray only for worrying.. to want to yell at a pillow when she cries endlessly or is having her crisis.. to make my breath and my heart stop while i get scared she is going to fall or hit a table, to make me feel like the queen of cleaning..but to make my heart literally melt when i look at her sleeping.

It doesn’t matter how chaotic, frustrating, the day has been as somedays are.. When i see her sleeping I forget about what the day brought and am so GRATEFUL for having her in my life.

God blessed me with such a precious gift in my life..

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Narbonne, April 2018 by M.L.

Namaste ❤

M.L.

Echoing melodies

Where are you? I can’t hear..

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He sang a song deeply from his heart

from so far away,

but she could hear him in her mind

so close that she could almost touch his face again.

She singed back to him,

She knew he could hear her too.

“Where are you? I can’t hear”..

She could not hear him anymore.

Their melody began to reach the emptiness,

but she will always remember

the moment they sang the same song

above any poem, through a misterious melody,

with the ultimate bond, spiritually

She wished to hear his voice again

wherever she would go,

But their song had been whispered towards silence,

and their lights began to fade

as ice diamonds melting in the spring..

photo by M.L., Arvidsjaur, an old one (2013/2014)

Their frozen hearts turned into stars,

shining apart in the darkest skies,

though bonded for all eternity,

with a hidden melody, echoing through infinity.

by M.L., 2018

 

p.s. this poem is specially dedicated to my best friend and sister, D..

Little sys, i admire your strength and i support you ❤ : It’s your time to expand even if it hurts right now. You will be alright..

The sound of the Universe

Om, or pronounced Aum, connects you with the primary source, the Universe in you.

I “sing” over Om when i feel disconnected.. It helps me go through stress and find balance again.

The result is that sometimes i feel so zen that i could walk in the streets spreading my joy as an innocent child. Probably some would say i look crazy or with the head in the moon, looking at the sky instead of looking at the buildings, listening to the birds instead of listening to the traffic, looking at the flowers instead of looking at the cars that drives by, don’t being afraid to sometimes smile at people that dare to look at me..

When i loose contact with myself, i want always to go back to the source, to this pure unity.

But not so often as i wished, i feel zen. Because “reality” is most of the times a pretty good check-out: throughout daily distractions/challenges from life; when i see bad news on tv, some hopeless commercials (not all!!), when i see hate and envy in humanity..

I wonder why can’t i see people more often do something kind to another on tv or other information sources, for a change? Spreading more inspiration, good values and education, love.. instead of most of the times, trying to sell happiness in unhealthy ways… showing chaos and bad news..My mood would continue “in the zone” for a longer time.

If people would also stop competing so hard with each other, for each others attention..People would be so much happier, finding out that happiness does not need to be bought all the time, to be compared.. We can buy some happy moments for a while, but the truly happiness is inside of all us, waiting for us to be open to receive it.

That seems like an ideal world, i know. A world free of chains from the past, from the future. A world focusing on love, kindness and respect. I think that if that world exists inside of me, why can’t i see it ALL around me?..Why i have to face disappointment? That leads me to nothing but sadness, actually. I can’t even be angry anymore. But i choose to not be depressed either. I feel sad and then let it go, hoping humanity will change Sometime

You may think i am being really naive..BUT If everybody was in the same tune, as the sound of the Universe, we would all find our little paradise on earth wherever we go in this world..

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Arvidsjaur, 2018, by Marlene Lima

Maybe some questions aren’t supposed to be answered..Maybe they are supposed to remain a mystery, hidden in the silence, hidden in the song of the universe..

Spread more Love <3,

M.L.

Where there is light there is hope

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Picture: my dotter, 2017, by Marlene Lima

People travel all around the world, for several reasons.

Some to search for better life conditions and later settling; others to run away from war, conflicts, persecution; others only for the pleasure of vacations; to find new challenges, inspiration or learn about other cultures.

It’s sad that some countries choose to close not only physical but also emotional borders. For selfishness, greed, power and other reasons we can’t understand.

We all have the right to move wherever we want in the world, there it feels safe. We have also to be kind and welcome foreign people that accepts and respects our own culture.

People all around the world have different religion. Some share similar values, traditions and lifestyle. Yet, there is a lot of hostility and conflicts.

When i grew up i thought that i had to follow my parents steps, such as their religion. But i didn’t. I found my own way of connecting to this big entity we know that exists and that we call God.

I got interested in hinduism and buddhism learnings. I began to practice buddhism learnings as much as i am able too, without choosing to convert into a nun 😊. That is one of the reasons why i can’t say that i am a buddhist 100%.

What i am a is citizen of the world, a universal soul, with LOVE as my “religion” and Nature as my “church”.

Wherever i travel to my hope is to be welcomed. ❤

Palma, 2017, by Marlene Lima

M,L.

Being a parent

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Arvidsjaur, 2018 by M.L.

One of the most challenging new starts so far has been the blessing to become a mother. It became a turning point in my life, in many ways. Both positive and negative.

I hided a depression after my baby’s birth, from everyone around me. The one that develops with the so called: “baby blues”.

I did not understand why i was surrounded with so many negative feelings mixed with positive, if it happened such a blessing in my life. I expected and gave birth to the most beautiful little girl in the world! I connected with her from day one in my belly, but even though i felt going downhill.

I realized “baby blues” is not taken seriously as it should. Before birth i heard now and then some people talking terrified about some mother that didn’t connect with it’s child..and so on, related to it..

Becoming a parent changed my perspective of seeing life. Suddenly i was not anymore only a dotter. I am a mother, such as my mother is to me! It is a change that it can not be explained in words. The amount of joy, feelings, responsibility, plans, expectations that follow almost suffocate me and got worse my depression.

I never admitted to myself and i did not search for help because somehow i felt ashamed and afraid of being questioned and critisized . I thought that i could manage it by myself..

I could despite all those inner fights, keep on living, my new life, my new role. But it wasn’t easy in the beggining.

It is certainly not the easiest task in the world. There should be an intensive training both from society and from your own parents! More attention from medical care, as equal focus on the mother also.

For the first, i am still learning to know myself, and at the same time dealing with challenges in life.

For the second, i don’t have my own parents or nuclear family close to me to support me.

But I learn everyday as long as I see her growing. We learn with each other. She learns to live, i teach her all I got at the same time that I learn more about parenting.

The most important thing to keep in mind is to give LOVE. And don’t care anymore about parent competition and comparisons of their kids and ways of raising them. I care to do how it works for me and not how everyone else does or thinks.

I really raise my hat to all the parents out there fighting to give a good education to they kids and to raise them as good people. You are strong!

I see the “perfect family” as the one that THAT TRIES IT’S BEST, gives LOVE, TIME, DEDICATION, PATIENCE and FORGIVENESS. It learns from mistakes and develops from challenges. It has a goal, to build a family based on good values and carry them on.

I am blessed to be in this new role in my life, but i still feel sometimes that it is very overwhelming.

Most of all i discovered a LOVE that i didn’t know it existed in me. A love that can’t be explained in words, even though i try..

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Picture: Arvidsjaur, big lake, 2018, by Marlene Lima

M.L.

About me..

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Namaste ❤

pic: 2018, by Miura L.

My name is Marlene, but you may call me Marly :). I come from Lisbon (Portugal) but have been living in Sweden for nearly 9 years now. Originally i have roots in Cape Verde islands in west coast of Africa.

In the calm northern swedish landscape i found a lot of sources of inspiration that made me improve expressing myself through ways that i have been exploring before (writing, dance, music), and finding out new ways of expression (photography)..

With this new experience of leaving my country i learned to appreciate more beauty through simple things; to begin focusing more on positivity and choosing a brighter side of life.

This blog is a form of sharing my experience that hopefully inspires; showing my art through a variety of poems, thoughts, spirituality, photography (mostly from northern Sweden)..everything that makes me happy and that i need to pass on, to make someone else happy :).

Nature, Art and Love, is a divine gift from God. For that be humble and grateful.🙏🌍💖

Love and Light to you, and big welcome to my blog 🙂 💖