inner sun

place: the sun

by: daniela

As a child I was always very smiling... Fun, crazy, humorous, energetic, happy, naive, fresh, innocent...

She sang the songs over and over again, recited poetry, made jokes, did impersonations, told stories, acted...

She played to be a teacher, to be a mother, to be a witch, to build houses, to be all the protagonists of the movies that I liked the most and to dress up, and dress up my sister and my cousins.

As a child my imagination SAVED me, I managed to go to a thousand parts without traveling by plane. I just had to use it and once there, everything came true and my desire to express myself came out genuine.

And of course! Now that I think about it, there was my SUN in deep tune with my HEART.

But... something strange and mysterious happens when we grow up, when we become "big". That inner spark seems to disappear, to fade, to hide, to go to sleep...

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The song I'm singing in the video says:

“The Sun is cold, she doesn't want to go out, she hides in the clouds to go to sleep.

The earth calls him, the flower calls him, the Sun is deaf to all clamor.

Let that big guy leave the bed, up (inside) that he fulfills his obligation!”

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How are we doing in Sol Interior? Are we taking it out often? Do we let it shine in our hearts or does it continue to sleep? When is the “right” time to be Sol? Tomorrow, in a year, TODAY?

My 4-year-old self makes us the loving invitation to wake up! and to be our SUN from the heart and with Mother Earth, since here is the only place —with evidence— where we can express our Sun.

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Thanks for reading~me 🌞💜

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