MAYA

How many judges, how many judging eyes, look, how many hearings appear in different moments but leading to the same voice? It is cruel, it is careless, unending race.. And you! who try to avoid the race with cruel repetitions! How many judging voices are rising inside you? On the contrary, how generous are you giving care and love. You are the source for cascading emotions. In the middle of the fountain, your lips are dry, dehydrated. Your desire for love is in your love. Why would you give what you have inside and look for it somewhere else? hold your own hand, warm your yeast with tenderness and grow more!