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Las Ermitas, Córdoba (Spain), December 2017 Opposed, but attracted, a magnetism that cannot be explained, but remains foreseeable. Water and earth, fire and air, light and darkness. Calm and excitement, passion and indifference, brightness and gloom. Harmony and conflict, love and hatred, sense and madness. Alternating opposites, overlapping, taking turns. A love that is karmic, that is solid, that is relentless. A love that is not to be avoided, that wakes up passions, that lulls egos to sleep. Unpredictable love, sweet love. Blessed love.

St. Nicholas Church, Valencia (Spain), August 2016 Life is not a struggle, but a path we struggle along: sometimes lost, sometimes with a goal; sometimes in despair, but always hopeful. Always with our hearts, the most powerful of tools. And with our souls, that very delicate safety blanket. And so I go, day after day, seemingly alone, but never really that way. Whenever despair threatens to cloud my senses, to clog up my way through life, I pray. I pray like the child I once was to an almighty god above to get what I then so dearly needed. I pray like the child within myself to a god above I do not seem to understand to get that warm feeling the world is not against me. I pray like the man I am to a god I guess somewhere to protect me from all and everything around. Although now I pray too like the soul I know I am to a god always within myself to help me accept whatever comes my way with not a single question, with no

Mas La Plana, Santa Maria d'Oló (Barcelona, Spain), December 2017 A hundred lights on the move to rekindle a single one, a hundred hearts, wide open, a hundred wills in a line to wake up the Light of the Earth. A hundred pair of feet walking together, a hundred steps, synchronized, leaving a track on their way, a hundred hands steady in the starry cold of the night to wake up the heartbeat of the planet. A hundred steady pulses with their bright light shining, a hundred heartbeats echoing in the air, a hundred drums on the ground to give and receive the energy of the forest. A hundred souls together, a hundred shiny dots joined, a hundred wills leaving a trail to grateful welcome a new winter.