BILINGUAL AND POETICAL.
The end of MY cold war.
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https://open.substack.com/pub/claudiaquintero/p/bilingue-y-poetica?r=e2b09&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web
ENGLISH, keep reading :)
Easily inspired by the beauty of the words, art and light of the people in my physical and digital world, I have noticed that recognizing my own beauty and talents has not been easy throughout my life. It's a habit I'm constantly revisiting.
But finally, this week I realized that the war is over. An unnecessary war I had with my own being.
That's why my silence last week.
I needed silence to contemplate, digest and honor the end of MY cold war.
My time doing Yoga has been a very vulnerable scenario, where at first I noticed the way I spoke to myself for a long time: as a soldier, as a judge. And being on the mat baring my truths, makes me feel disordered so that I can once and for all let go and eliminate everything that does not add up to me to re-order and build from love, from MY truth. So going to the yoga mat day after day and seeing how the language I speak is increasingly softer and more compassionate feels like a hug, the kind we all need.
It has been exhausting to spend years looking in the mirror only to look for “What to improve”, not just physically.
In recent years, after a lot of work on self-love, seeing myself in the eyes with compassion and tenderness has been one of the most important achievements for me.
Although it is an endless and imperfect process, every time I gently rest my gaze upon seeing myself, it is welcoming me home, again and again. And this accumulates.
I am in a constant process of acceptance.
One of the things that my intuition has asked me to accept in recent weeks is to accept with confidence that I am
BILINGUAL AND POETICAL.
Last post I decided to send the translation in English and I had not done so before because I believed I had to focus on one language.
But it really is that everything I write and create is directed to the soul. That which does not have just one language, is that “HUM” that universal sound in which we are connected. So although it takes me more time and work, it is worth it all to translate and expand my message
Part of my story is that the United States and Canada have given me a home and I have planted seeds that have life today, that are in the cycle of the seasons, sometimes blooming more, sometimes resting in the fertile void.
Part of who I am is that art in English is a great influence on the artist that I am: writings, music, films...
There are days when I wake up and when writing on my “morning pages”, the first sentences that arise are in English. There are songwriting sessions where what my soul has to say is in English.
As I walk along my professional path, they have suggested that I only compose songs in Spanish because it is the “Market I am targeting”, and they have suggested that I “listen to more music in Spanish”.
I love Mexico, I love reading in Spanish, I love listening to many artists and music in Spanish, but also my love of consuming content from artists whose language is English is essential for me.
What I have worked on these days is to be MORE ME THAN EVER and not feel “bad” for the choices I make by intuition of the heart and then I cannot easily find the words when external doubts arise.
Sometimes I forget that I live in a society where I have to give an explanation for everything I am or do by intuition. I appreciate the curiosity and interest in my creative process but sometimes I am taken by surprise and by not having words to explain my intuition, I open a space in which it is very easy for suggestions of what would look “normal” or “correct.” ” land. So within this mind and heart that grew up wanting to be “nice” and “people pleaser” I find myself redirecting the GPS to the true reason of the heart.
With peace today I accept that.
I'm bilingual.
I am a bilingual artist.
I am bilingual and poetic.
And I wish to dissolve barriers and unite with the language of peace, art, music and words
How good it feels to act from confidence.
How good it feels to realize that there was no need for an internal war. How good it feels to act from self-love.
I share this poem that I wrote a few months ago, in those moments when I work on my self-love.
It emerged in English, so I share both versions with you. In Spanish and English.
How has your self-confidence process been?
How do you talk to yourself?
Are you gentle or are you somewhat harsh on yourself and continually taking offense?
What is it that you love about yourself that no one else has?
Love
Clau ♡