Rosas y Espinas

This past weekend I went to a little trip to Brooklyn New York.  I had a tattoo appointment with Dorothy.  She is an incredible artist, I'm still in love with the first piece she did last year. This time, I wanted a Victorian Rose, in representation of my grandmother Virgen.  She is a true warrior, like the important woman in my life.  She has taught me so much about life....mostly, that no matter what, in sicknes, and all king of troubles, one must learn to live fully.  She has tought me to care for the ones in need, to be kind, to not loose hope and to believe in love.  She is a true warrior.  

I found this the other day doing some reseach about Roses:

"The strong, sweet scent of a rose brings to mind the powerful sweetness of love, which is the essence of God.  Roses appear in accounts from all of the world's major religions as a symbol of miraculous love at work in the world. In ancient mythology, roses symbolized eternal love in stories of how gods interacted with each other and human beings. Pagans use roses as decorations to represent their hearts. Muslims view roses as symbols of the human soul, so smelling the scent of roses reminds them of their spirituality. Hindus and Buddhists see roses and other flowers as expressions of spiritual joy. Christians view roses as reminders of the Garden of Eden, a paradise in a world that reflected God's design."

So, a rose was set to be in my arm, to represent that beautiful woman, that has thought me so much about the true meaning of life.

Brooklyn was amazing, later on I will write the places I visited and enjoyed the most.

Thanks for reading! 

39

Today I’m 39 and still the same girl as 20 years ago (mostly).  I still dream of being an artist and having my own atelier, where I can submerge and get lost from the rest of the world.  I still dream of painting flowers, I love them.  I thought that at 39 one must have an almost completed path, with a secured future ahead... but I don’t have it.  I just lived these 39 years, working hard, traveling, trying new things, falling in love, getting heart broken, having a baby, falling in love again, remarrying and reinventing myself.

So, what about turning almost 40? For me, it's awesome, because now I have so much experience, I’ve been blessed with my surroundings, family and friends.  I’m happy I met new people who encourage me to do better things, and the "usual suspects" who always loved me (no matter what), are still in my life.

I still have dreams at 39…. I still have a path full of ambitions and new projects.  At 39 I still collect vintage postcards, handwritten letters... there’s something about words and handwriting that a computer can’t surpass. At 39 I still love Frida, the friend I never met. I still photograph everything with my phone, and most of all, I still take my brushes and make a mess like a little girl when I paint.

39 feels awesome, can’t wait for my dreams to take shape this year!!!!!