Prehension by Lucia Fernandez

pre·hen·sion: the action of grasping or seizing.

A thought transfixed me: for the first time in my life I saw the truth as it is set into song by so many poets, proclaimed as the final wisdom by so many thinkers. The truth - that love is the ultimate and the highest goal to which man can aspire. Then I grasped the meaning of the greatest secret that human poetry and human thought and belief have to impart: The salvation of man is through love and in love. I understood how a man who has nothing left in this world still may know bliss, be it only for a brief moment, in the contemplation of his beloved...For the first time in my life I was able to understand the meaning of the words, “The angels are lost in perpetual contemplation of an infinite glory.”
— Viktor E. Frankl - Man's Search For Meaning
In the end, it is not enough to think what we know. We must live it. For only by living it can Love show itself as the greatest principle. a certain point, how we live inside takes priority. At a certain point for each of us, talk evaporates and words cannot bring Love into the open. Only the soul’s presence coming from us can attract the soul’s presence in others.
— Mark Nepo - The Book Awakening 04/28

This day is a gift

Words spoken from the heart are a gift

And there is no greater gift than the soul's expression of love reflected back in the eyes of another

Let it be revealed, and cherished

the space between by Lucia Fernandez

It’s a transformative experience to simply pause instead of immediately filling up the space. By waiting, we begin to connect with a fundamental restlessness as well as fundamental spaciousness.
— Pema Chodron 

a magical space exists between things


where all the answers live, waiting patiently for us to arrive


to stop and the vastness of possibility unfolding


something real begins to take shape in trusting the expansion and illumination

of the seemingly empty space between



Mood by Lucia Fernandez

The magnificent turbulence and pull of life is impossible to ignore when looking up in wonder at the sky

Follow the sea by Lucia Fernandez

Choice is the engine of our evolution...If you choose unconsciously, you will evolve unconsciously. If you choose consciously, you will evolve consciously.

- Gary Zukav 

Some of the most solitary and quiet moments in life exist within the hustle and bustle of the city. There is something so profound in the discovery of this unexpected space amongst all of the chaos, making it all the more magical.

It's captured in the simple balance of light, in the play between object and void, in the feeling of wonder as the world touches something inside, bursting this worn heart wide open.


In the pines by Lucia Fernandez

But only someone who is ready for everything, who doesn’t exclude any experience, even the most incomprehensible, will live the relationship with another person as something alive and will himself sound the depths of his own being.
— Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Rilke

Overcoming is washing over me...and I believe that it has something in particular to teach. 

Nothing is as expected, and but nothing ever has been.

Whatever comes to unfold, is bound to have some mysterious significance only to be found in the absolute quiet of my mind, as I walk slowly through the pines.

And I will learn again, and again...that there is nothing but unknown that lies ahead. 

Finally I understand, that it is only in the next step that anything means everything.

This is my conquering song by Lucia Fernandez

Like a candle, our wick of spirit is encased in our humanity, and when our spirit is touched, we light up until all we know melts and changes shape for the burn of our experience.

The Book of Awakening - Mark Nepo

This is my thankful song, for all that has been and gone...

With the coming of another close, I realize there is never anything but opening

Opening to myself, to others, to life as it unfolds in each moment

The 'burn of my experience' is the challenge I face today as I watch it become the gift of tomorrow

I am the river that I am crossing

Perhaps love is an instrument we play for all we're worth in an orchestra yet to be convened. Perhaps this is why, in the fullest moments of loving or knowing or being, we go nameless and timeless and breathless - everything about us used up, like a candle, burned over and over, just to light entire rooms with our flicker.

12/24 In a Burst of Oneness - Mark Nepo


Answer by Lucia Fernandez

I say to you, this morning, that if you have never found something so dear and precious to you that you will die for it, then you aren’t fit to live.

You may be 38 years old, as I happen to be, and one day, some great opportunity stands before you and calls upon you to stand for some great principle, some great issue, some great cause. And you refuse to do it because you are afraid.

You refuse to do it because you want to live longer. You’re afraid that you will lose your job, or you are afraid that you will be criticized or that you will lose your popularity, or you’re afraid that somebody will stab or shoot or bomb your house. So you refuse to take a stand.

Well, you may go on and live until you are ninety, but you are just as dead at 38 as you would be at ninety.

And the cessation of breathing in your life is but the belated announcement of an earlier death of the spirit.

You died when you refused to stand up for right.

You died when you refused to stand up for truth.

You died when you refused to stand up for justice.


-Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

From the sermon “But, If Not” delivered at Ebenezer Baptist Church on November 5, 1967