The Journey to Art With A Purpose

It’s been a month here in front of the ocean taking some time to feed my soul. Nature is so magical, so healing, so powerful. She re-constructs, cleans, and rejuvenates in such a magical way….. Now I return to the NYC… To work , to speak , to write from another point of view, to be in my home and from there take new action . “Before I go, I take in the ocean and the sand.  I try to find out how I can keep that with me, and integrate it in my NYC home. I must BE Present, I must BE FULLY; I must be complete and open to give the best of me. And if I fail, forget or doubt the memory of the ocean and the peace I felt here, I will be find it again in any ounce of water or human life around me and it will manifest again…  I look into the sea. While I seek guidance, I realize that under the sea there are SO MANY LAYERS, and such DEPTH that we may never understand.  This water that now surrounds me -as my body enters it and I allow its temperature to change my own- it is also me, and

I should write this in Spanish? NO, I should write this in English... ummm, I should write this in every possible language and  then  write it on my skin. Because   in truth I do not know what my  role ,  duty,   or  want is anymore... But I am here daring to search for the answers in the middle of the unknown.  I have lost the north, the path, the light of the way, so many times in so little time.. I know there is light waiting for us all to discover. P erhaps this present time is a gift given  by the miracle that living is, so we can regain the strength of all that is basic and real. We lost the way to HUMANITY because we had our eyes blinded by power and ambition.  I have lost so much time… so many times... in so little time… ACTION IS REQUIRED. Holding hands, aiming to see eye to eye, respecting each other and valuing the natural world, the “thing” we should treasure most.  In the present time, it is hard for me to trust the impulses but it is i