In "For Colored Girls"

 

"My love is too beautiful to have it thrown back on my face

My love is too sanctified to have it thrown back on my face

 

 

My love is too magic to have it thrown back on my face

My love is too "Saturday Night" to have it thrown back on my face

 

 

 

 

My love is too complicated to have it thrown back on my face

My love is too music to have it thrown back on my face"
 

Now You just say, "My love is too ____," and you just fill in the blank.

And you remember that when a man tries to walk off with all your stuff!"

Fotos de Sascha Hüttenhain via jumento.blogspot.com

P.S. by Sandra Freitas : "My Love is too PowerFull  to have it thrown back on my face"

Imagem de Pedro Corage in Olhares

“Galopamos pela vida como artistas de circo, equilibrados em dois cavalos que correm lado a lado a toda velocidade – com um pé sobre o cavalo chamado ‘destino’, e o outro sobre o cavalo chamado ‘livre arbítrio’. E a pergunta que você precisa fazer todos os dias é: qual dos cavalos é qual? Com qual cavalo devo parar de me preocupar, porque ele não esta sob meu controle, e qual deles preciso guiar com esforço concentrado.” Copiado de Marco Além (in Facebook)

Sempre acreditei que nós fazemos/escrevemos nosso destino com as pequenas e as grandes escolhas que fazemos a cada momento, a cada dia...Mas na prática tenho tido algumas situações que muitas vezes contrariam este meu jeito de "cavalgar a vida". Porque na verdade as nossas escolhas, num certo limite, entrelaçam-se com as dos outros "as no man is an island";  a caneta que manejamos é numa folha que não é só nossa, o cavalo em que galopamos percorre caminhos onde outros também se aventuram...
Preciso acreditar que eu escrevo meu destino, escolhendo os caminhos em que galopo, mas não posso negar que há quem me ajude nesta escrita ao preparar o meu cavalo, a estrada e muitas vezes me acompanhando.

Imagem by Laila Setton "Charming Horse" in Olhares

"Skipping Christmas"

Este ano decidi fazer algo diferente no Natal, ser "egoísta"(?), oferecer-me um presente extravagante (compro sempre para os outros e nada para mim), fazer o que me apetece, viajar, tirar férias da correria, da compra de tantas prendas(que sempre me agradou mas que este ano não me faz sentido nenhum). Para meus amigos e minha família é difícil compreenderem - o que de certa ...forma me causa alguma estranheza porque convencional nunca fui. É verdade que nunca deixei de ficar e estar, de dar, de abraçar - mas chega uma hora em que há alguém que precisa muito mais de mim - myself. Sou muito mulher de família, de meus amigos, de Natal. No entanto há algo que me define muito mais e que é a base para tudo o que sou de resto - minha liberdade, meu sentido de eu, de estar comigo, de momentos de silêncio e calma...E mais uma vez "I'm doing it my way". Who knows me & loves me gets it.

Love is verb...and what do we do with verbs?

...she's conjugating a lot of verbs: hug/kiss/care/cherish/shine/smile/share/touch/feel/fly= "to live" & "to love". Amazing!

by Vânia Medina

Imagem by Fátima Borges

in Olhares, Fotografia Online

I 've llived and died – over and over again

Reborn

I've loved and hated - A million times

Heart breaking

I've smiled and cried - Even yesterday

I’ve lost myself; Founded this morning

I’ve told lies - Not to hurt

I stick to the right

I color my soul - With true colors

I can be everyone’s friends

As I 've walked in ways of solitude

Alone

Naked and helpless

Strong and Proud

I have no lessons to teach

A few stories to share

Then you decide what to learn

I’m no Judge/No God/No Saint

I’d rather be a sinner

Cuz my sins made me who I am

Someone who carries a nice word

A soft touch

A bright face

Someone who understands

Life and Death/Love and Hate/Smile and Tear/Loneliness and Crowd/Shine and Dark/ Peace and Hell/Pain and Sorrow/Yes and No/Self and Us

This Is me

Everyday walking towards tomorrow

 The new –my future

Softly carrying the old

My past is not a weight

But what makes me shine in the present

My “today and now”

by Vânia Medina

photo by Alexander Kharlamov in olhares.com fotografia online

...sometimes I look behind and I see all I've done, all I've been thru, the paths I've walked - because I've choosen to and I can't help feeling a little bit sad and ask - why? Then I look at the woman I am now and the only thing that crosses my mind is that I'm brave. Is not about being special...that's not the point! It's about making all the mistakes I could never imagine I was capable of but still keeping all my strenght, stick for what I believe in, live my life my way, fall a thousand times and stand up...and I'm proud of that... damn! Woman you are that strong!

Amo a escrita desta mulher...e como me define!

"Eu quero tudo e mais ainda. Amor tem que encher o coração, a casa, a alma. Pouco ou metades nunca me completaram."

 by Clarice Lispector

Don't you ever take anything for granted...cuz if you do and don't make an effort to conquer everyday, in each moment, the love, respect of your beloved ones, one day you'll wake up and be alone and you will wonder why. I can answer to that - because when they were there you didn't notice and when you did you weren't able to say a nice word, have a nice gesture or a simple thank you word. Love is a verb... and what are we suppose to do with verbs?

by Vânia Medina

"BeWitched"

...she's not a witch, she's not wearing a broom but she loves to wear black and she's going to party hard tonight...All of you folks have fun and "bewitched" tonight.............

"Escrevo porque encontro nisso um prazer que não consigo traduzir. Não sou pretensiosa. Escrevo para mim, para que eu sinta a minha alma falando e cantando, às vezes chorando[...] Eu escrevo sem esperança de que o que eu escrevo altere qualquer coisa. Não altera em nada. Porque no fundo a gente não está querendo alterar as coisas. A gente está querendo desabrochar de um modo ou de outro..."

by [Clarice Lispector]

Pulp Fiction

Mia (Uma Thurman): Don't you hate that?
Vincent (John Travolta): What?
Mia: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?
Vincent: I don't know. That's a good question.
Mia: That's when you know you've found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.

That's me, That's how I live: My Way

"At the end of the day what really matters in a man is his heart & mind. That's what makes a real man and everything else is a result of those".

That's what I've said to a man who was boasting of his height and physical appearance, somewhere and at some point of my «Praia by Night Adventures»

Vânia Isabel Medina

Uncovered

Ilkka Kallio in photo.net

Sometimes people you just met can feel and describe you better than the ones who know you since ever.

He: If you were a store, what would you be?

Me: Chocolates (like the movie).

He: It sounded so – openness, smart, hate being ignored, proud – but a gentle pride. What about a color?

Me: Black during night and blue with yellow tones during day.

He: You unwind and grasp all enjoyable aspects of life even the less safe ones. And today you are such blue green yellow. And your perfume?

Me: J’Adore. It was love at first sight and it’s been so for ten years.

He: I felt you “Anaïs”. Which sound would you be if you were one?

Me: “O mare e tu” – Andrea Bocelli and Dulce Pontes.

He: I felt you “Thaïs”. Why?

Stories of Last Weekend

Vânia Isabel Medina

Irit Ka in photo.net

Sometimes my shadow seems to be faster than me...Maybe it's trying to tell me that I can be better than that - being two steps forward when I keep insisting in being one step behind. That I'm being less of what I am. That I should have faith on me and realize all my creative potential of love and life. That I should fly instead of walking slow.
Vânia Isabel Medina