Hopi Prophecy

You have been saying people that this the last hour. Now you must go back and tell people that this is the hour. There must be things that they must be considered: where are you living? What are your relationships? Are you in a good relationship? Where is water? Know your garden. It is time to speak the truth. Create your community. Be good with each other. Do not look beyond yourself by leader. This could be a good moment!
There is a river now that is flowing very quickly. It is so large and fast that there are people who will be afraid. They will try to cling to the shore. They will feel they are breaking and will suffer greatly. Know the river has its destination. Elders say that we must put aside the coast, push toward the center of the River, maintaining the eyes open and heads above water.
See. who is there with you and celebrate. At this moment of the story, we will not take anything personally. Above all, to ourselves. At the moment, what we do, our spiritual growth and the journey reached an stop. The time of the lone wolf was completed. Meet! Get together. Throw the word fight away from your attitude and vocabulary. Everything we do now should be done in a sacred way and in celebration. We are the ones we have been waiting.

To the Great Poets

There were many things of which.... by shame, education or to be judged fear... to write, I did not dare, I did not want… I was affraid… as much freedom, it commoved to me. But, I would do it, I saw, they removed everything and returned… and more they brought from there. Their words, let us glimpse that from imaginary rainbows they came, formed in colorful letters, taking to us… like in company, by ways with words fallen there, in that only way where they described the new things were hide… or those other ones, like a mirror… where to reflect to us, what is already known. We noticed their courage… they`ve shown their naked feel, crumbling of all the moments, the philosophies. Getting friends with whichever subject they preferred. Making the love to that form and circumstance…tearing out all the leaves in a poetic indagatory. But in which a rainbow, the tracks of their letters I believed I saw…in the new colors… their shadows I discovered. we could not see who did it, but they were there, left it to us, at brief moments they make us feel them…taking us... to take walks among their poems.

Voices that Accompany - Gibran Jalil Gibran

Before my soul spoke to me, in my heart the love was like a thin cord fit between two pins, but now the love has been transformed into a veil I pull ahead which beginning is its end and which end is its beginning. It surrounds to all the beings and one spreads slowly until embracing everything what exists. My soul warned to me and it made me perceive the hidden beauty of the skin, the form and the shade. Before my soul advised to me, for me the beauty was a trembly torch between smoke columns. Now that it has vanished I do not see the smoke...but the flame.

Gibran Jalil Gibran