What are the internal invitations that we have been silent because of the rush, distractions and also by the ego that binds our expression and turns us into spectators of the story itself? For many years, in the pilgrimages I make to carry on my legacy (talk about art, communication and creativity), I use a jabuticabeira tree that accompanied me during the early childhood. Yes, this phase where everything is being mapped, outlined and memorized.
So when I'm asked:
"Who taught you to make stories?"
I immediately answer: Jabuticabeira. (and I think so, the proper name with capital letter)
Seated at the feet of this tree that inhabited my grandparents' backyard, we could ascend with our essence, voice, gesture and feelings. The tree was the “table” of sharing, so that its roots were interpenetrated with ours. Jabuticabeira should awaken in us the feeling that that space was safe and at the same time so simple and vulnerable if we stop to think about it… in fact. And as I grew up, under that canopy, I could understand the strength that any duality that surrounds us has. The time has passed. And recently I learned that the tree died. The time has come for this process. Dying to allow new births. The dying that teaches us what cannot be erased. Bonding of the most intense synapses.
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Contact with the essential tools that make us artists on our own journey are necessary seasonings for us to know the assertiveness of our steps, even if the new paths are unknown. This beauty of not knowing about everything makes us touch what is in us more affectionately. And what is an essential tool after all? Well, for each one the tool or tools are quite particular and, in a way, the guardian force that each of us has. Essential is that wholeness that makes time become a memory full of details. Epiphanic moment. Like giving birth, the first kiss, saying “yes” to an expected request and the emotion of something so simple touching our depths.
My invitation is for you to take a moment and choose a song that makes you vibrate, shiver. An invitation to bridge between the concrete and the transcendental.
Think about how much you can deliver your best, the way you are. Now, take a piece of paper and make a note to access from time to time. Put it in a nutshell: “The essential thing for me is…………………….”
Remember that everything that is sufficient and necessary for your authorial steps is in you. Fantastic cells with ancestral memories nourish and strengthen you.
Art as a pillar, a being, knows that beauty does not belong to form. It is constant and transformative. Let's continue with the transformation. Artists of their own history.
