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❤"Sing, Sing, Sing " - Unleash Your Inner Child -
Chante, chante, chante- Donne libre court à ton Enfant Intérieur -
Canta, canta, canta - Da rienda suelta a tu Nino Interior-❤
A mi ... me gusta la foto si miras mas alla... de las apparencias... es lleno y profundo ... de messages, un simbolo❤ // smiles
youtu.be/FqNmiwd_MmQ (Mi alma canta/My Soul sing)
youtu.be/bHZ72961CQs ('Ave Maria')
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Canta, canta, canta para Compartir
Canta, canta, canta como una Oracion
Canta, canta, canta por la Alegría, para Agradecer, por las Miserias, por las Injusticias, las Guerras, por esta fe, Esta Fuerza que vive en Nosotros.
Canta, canta, canta y alabo a ti Senor (o al Universo)
Cantar me da Tanta Alegria... y Fuerza y Felicidad interior a mi Alma.. En mi fé, en lo que creo -como Justo y Bueno-, a pesar de a veces mi tristeza, cantar me quita ese peso, a veces . ... Experimenta ! ... ya veras ....!
Musica... Canto... Baile... haz milagros suspendidos en el Aire... por un momento y deja tu Alma en Paz.
Vayamos en la Alegria del Canto, de la Musica de la Auto-expresion... liberaté Nino! para ti (tu Bien Estar Interior) y Hacia los Demas y tambien hacia Dios, (o el Universo para los no creyentes).
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Seas TU, Autentico despojado de toda Falsedad, de Mentira, de esta Mascara... Conviertete de nuevo en Ese TU Verdadero, ese nino pequeno que es la Esencia de tu Alma.... Humilde... sin Orgullo, Soberbia ni Ego.
-Donde el Amor Fluye Eternamente-
¡Tu, lo Puedes....! ! ! ! es solo Decidir y Actuar
y Conformarse a lo que QUIERES SER y HACER EN TU VIDA.
La vida se trata de Posibilidades...
Nada esta Cerrado, ni tus Manos ni tu Corazon:
Manos Abiertas, Corazón Abierto...
Deja que la Energia vaya y venga...
Sin Cerrarte.
Dejate Guiar por tu Fé,
Por -lo que te parece Justo y Bueno-
Por la Vida....
Por el Amor...
Por El Destino...
Por el Cristo...(o el Universo)
Amen. Lea Aboma 30/03/2022
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Sing, Sing, Sing to Share
Sing, Sing, Sing like a Prayer
Sing, sing, sing for Joy, to Thanks,
Sing for the Miseries, for the Injustices, the Wars, for this faith, This Force that Lives in Us.
Sing, Sing, Sing and I praise you Lord (or the Universe)
Singing gives me so much Joy... and Strength and Inner Happiness to my Soul... In my faith, in what I believe -as Righteous and Good-, despite sometimes my sadness, singing takes that weight away from me. , sometimes . ... Experiment ! ... you will see ....!
Music... Singing... Dance... make miracles suspended in the Air... for a moment and leave your Soul in Peace.
Let's go in the Joy of Singing, of the Music of Self-expression... free yourself Child! for you (your Inner Well Being) and Towards Others and also towards God, (or the Universe for non-believers).
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Be YOU, Authentic stripped of all Falsehood, of Lies, of this Mask... Become that True YOU again, that Little Child who is the Essence of your Soul.... Humble... without Pride, Arrogance or Ego .
-Where Love Eternally Flows-
You, you can....! ! ! ! it's just to Decide and Act
and to Conform to what you WANT BE, AND DO IN UR LIFE.
Life is about Possibilities...
Nothing is Closed, neither your Hands nor your Heart:
Open Hands, Open Heart...
Let the Energy Come and Go...
Without Closing You
Let yourself be guided by your Faith,
For -what seems -Fair and Good to you-
For Life....
For Love...
For or By Destiny...(hihih..dont know the best word.)
For the Christ...(or the Universe)
Amen.
Lea Aboma 30/03/2022
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Fall into open eyes
I had to take your hand for another time
You lift me off the ground when I
Forget that I can fly
And you know I love it
When you smile
Just like dream running wild
You know you bring out my inner child.
Lyrics from the song 👱♀️🎧Fall Into Open Eyes ( Wes Reeve )
I hid in the shadows and played with colors and multiple exposures on a bright summer day.
Every spring, dandelions sprout on the grassy verges of my home street. I can never resist getting in touch with my inner child and blowing them and watching the seeds drift on the breeze.
Southgate, north London.
Another oldie and another all time favourite of mine. It is a candid image taken at a local fete.
Thanks for your faves and comments they are much appreciated : ) www.robertsyvret.com
He stands with hands on hips, bold and defiant, facing the void as if daring it to blink first. But the ground tells a different story. The shadow he casts is not his own - or rather, not the self he wears now. It is the child he once was. The one who stood in the same pose, fists clenched not in power, but in wonder.
The adult figure is all posture. All armor. But the shadow is raw. Curious. Unafraid to ask why the clouds look like dragons or whether the wind remembers your name.
This is not a glitch of light. It’s a reckoning.
The image is a portal: the man is standing at the edge of forgetting, and the child-shadow is pulling him back. Not to innocence, but to origin. To the moment he first named the stars. To the first time he danced without music. To the first time he believed that stories could save him.
The cloudy textures above? They’re not weather. They’re memory storms. The kind that roll in when you’re about to remember who you were before the world taught you to pose.
This is a reminder that every silhouette is stitched from choices, losses, and the quiet ache of becoming.
Character is rooted in Childhood and re-enacted or reconstructed forever after ... Quotes by Patricia Bechthold
Not a clue as to what happened to this fellas head (check out large size) - think he may have bashed it in trying to get out of the window at work
Life blurs when we see something we want. The inner child runs to it.
Taken with my old Olympus Half Frame, scanned and well, I just had fun.
the clarity that comes when there is no deep expectation from sitting behind the blur on the windshield. The moment is awash but there's still the trace of a smile on my lips.
The engine is running but I have no desire in the moment to turn on the wipers.
I can't really think of a reason to turn them on.
I let the inner child guess at which growing drop will break free and flow all the way down.
"That one"..." ummm no wait"... "that one high up in the center"...
(But I see it's one almost all the way to the right and half way up.)
"Damn it!" now I half smile.... my inner child has always had a wicked tongue.... truthful ... but wicked.
I listen to the rain on the roof of my car.
More drops roll down the car glass.
Simple moments for a simple man.
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Apologies for the buzzing. I recorded this while my fan was running! : 0)
This is my cover of Forever Young written by Bob Dylan. The video comprises some portraits taken by me of some very lovely people, young and forever young alike. No matter what age we are, we are still somebody's children and forever young and forever here in the hearts and memories of those who love us. Always …
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It's a really freeing feeling to just fall over in snow and not give a damn about getting wet. :-)
I got quite absorbed in watching the clouds aswell while laying there... until the damp started seeping through my jeans...
The first day back wasn't so bad, but there were no kids there.
Well, since they come tomorrow, I thought I'd get in touch again with my inner child.
Comes in handy in my line of work.
And trust me, it wasn't hard to do.
Year 3 - Upload 48
One Year Ago Today - Yuck, Labor Day.
Two Years Ago Today The Seventh Seal?
"Pensez-vous pouvoir vous rappeler de qui vous étiez avant que le monde ne vous dise qui vous devriez être ?"
"Libérons-nous de toute forme de contrôle. Concentrons-nous sur le tambour intérieur, où le rythme s'aligne avec celui de notre cœur. La mesure de la responsabilité, égale au besoin d'évolution. Écoutez simplement, l'enfant intérieur, laissez-le murmurer à votre oreille."
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"Can you remember who you were before the world told you who you should be ?"
Cit. Unknown
"Let us liberate ourselves from any form of control. Let us focus at the inner drum, where the rhythm aligns with that of our heart. The measure of responsibility, equals to the need for evolution. Just listen, the inner child, let it whisper in your ear."
Cit. Grigoris Deoudis
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Go Ahead and Jump (Van Halen)
youtu.be/NUTjBxSnkAs?si=14F-LMf09lRw4ZIN
HSOS Birthday Boy Atti (6 yrs)
Where does youth go? Does it want to flee or feel it needs to? What if we allow just the tiniest morsel of our inner child to remain present? At best why not permit a more current and accounted for version?
This thought attracts my attention. It couldn't hurt anything. Be it an uncensored giggle, better yet a laugh-out-loud, or a round of dress up with kiddos, yourself, or friends? And why not consider pulling off your shoes and walking barefoot outside? How long since you left shoes behind and felt bare flesh upon the Earth?
I am thinking back to the timeouts of childhood. Perhaps there's more to those snippets of stillness than I once thought. Maybe a few quiet moments of considering our actions is something we can permit to be present from our childhood. Recognizing the beauty of the day at hand, honoring the less obvious, and allowing our bodies to merely breath in and breath out are benefits of timeouts, as well.
New hand-crafted hand-painted E.T. the extra-terrestrial* sweet alien sculpture by artist Cecce, now major aged, had its debut in
Jet-set society yesterday night at the party by Elena (singer) and Thomas, singer, dancer and performer (Amici, Tale e Quale on Italian National broadcasting TV).
All attention and general compliments to her big sculpted mask. We are immensely proud and delighted by her artwork !!
Photo exceptionally taken by Stefano Wolf, me, lol. (Quick macro snapshot without tripod, this morning at the first twilight and no flash).
* The original worldwide famous special character has been projected and designed by the Italian artist Carlo Rambaldi, Triple Oscar winner (King Kong, Alien, E.T. the extra-terrestrial).
Whole Album www.flickr.com/photos/vintage_events_italy/albums/7215767...
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A place where fairy tales become true, the mind has to stop and only emotions can enter. Let go all of your thoughts and feal pure awareness. Find your inner child and let it sit on the edge of the pond. The only thing you have to do is "to be".
Adorable Papa Tian climbing down the tree upside down, just like his son, Bei Bei
(full length video link: youtu.be/GXoNt_rF10Q)
Painted from a photo, but inspired by a dream.
I am underwater, swimming in the ocean and doing some work, which seems to be counting the fish, and analyzing the chemistry of the water. I sense an ominous presence coming towards me and I jump out of the water for safety onto a handy iron balcony hanging over the water. A beautiful orange fish swims by and gives me some excellent advice. Jump in and play with me. There is nothing that can harm you. You don't have to be afraid. I do and have a great time. This is the best advice I have ever gotten from a fish! I remember it whenever I am tempted to remove myself from the flow of life.
Image size is 7 1/2" x 10 1/2 ".
Adorable Papa Tian chilling out on his favorite tree trunk
(full length video link: youtu.be/GXoNt_rF10Q)
There's a robin who comes early mornings to eat birdseed off my night table at our dacha. Mama likes to leave the windows open, so, instead of flying, the small red bird hops inside from the sea air to peck at the waiting birdseed, giving me a chirp or two for a greeting. The world can feel so big and dark, but here there's only the quiet, waking sun filtering through hazy curtains, warm quilts, the smell of mama's morning coffee, hushhhhhhh of the ocean, and a small bird friend. A perfect dacha daydream.
Papa Tian standing tall and reaching up in anticipation to climb the tree, but the tree guard's presence changes his mind
Adorable Papa Tian chilling out on his favorite tree trunk
(full length video link: youtu.be/GXoNt_rF10Q)
Adorable Papa Tian reaching for a nearby tree in preparation to climb it
(full length video link: youtu.be/GXoNt_rF10Q)
Adorable Papa Tian chilling out on his favorite tree trunk
(full length video link: youtu.be/GXoNt_rF10Q)