The dogs are barking and whistling at the new moon,

but we can say we are coming soon.

Every beginning comes from an ending
From a closed cycle
Starting another one
No matter who you are
There is always a new beginning

In the middle of so many confusion
Between the beginning and the end
I do not require so much from me
I know that inside of everybody
In the environment, in the way...
There is a bit of everything

No, I really do not feel embarrassed
I am not a mean
I think anyone of us is
Between the beginning and the end
We will go to extremes
Tomorrow we will change
The present will not make any difference
We will be numb to the madness
And may be forgiven...

by Bertha Ruskaia

I have got a way
Which I have tried to avoid for so long
Even knowing that no one has never dared
To challenge the destiny
I end up in a harbor without ships
But the pain and the desire were the same...
Now I am lost, scared and terrified
Even knowing that for these times
Strangers and dark, the time will come...
The fate that has been mapped, the natural order
Established by the universe, the inevitable succession of events has brought me here.
In a forked way, which I have tried to avoid
But I can not deny my function, my nature
My DESTINY...
Because there is nothing that can be done...
Looks like that, although we have made rewards,
We will find a way eventually

by Bertha Ruskaia

I wish to smash the chains that hold me
I wish to be the best I can
I wish to scream, make it clear to the world
That I want to be free

I wish to share all my love that is in my heart
That it could overcome all the walls that separate us
I wish that everybody knows how being me is
That way all of us will understand and see that everybody must be free

I want to feel the sun warming me
I want to forgive and to be forgiven
I want to do everything I should do
Although I know that not everything should be done, but I will be starting over

I wish to be like a kite in the sky
How good flying must be
Going and coming, leaving and arriving...
Because I know that everybody must be free

by Bertha Ruskaia

THINKING, in the etymological maning of the term, means “sopesar”, put in the balance to calculate the weight of something, to consider.

The act of THINKING works with 4 points: the problem, the analysis, the reflection and the conclusion.
However is necessary to discern the thinking and the ruminating thughts. There is a big difference…there is no point in putting off because in the end we are in a dead end, then there is nothing left but THINKING about the problem and indeed getting a conclusion.
Afterthought, as the Futura channel tells, it´s not the answers that moves the world, but the questions. Sometimes the answers do not attend what was asked, but reflects in the analysis of the question and not of the answer.
In the detection of a thought that could become something serious and deteriorating is necessary to analyse…
Is it a problem? When does it become a problem?
Ultimately, the point is being rational, being able to gleam fruits consequents from that problem, because there will be a knowledge and behind it there is the truth and it will set you free from the questions, from the disclaimers and from the martyrdom.

by Bertha Ruskaia

I was travelling to forget
Trying to understand the differences
About me and myself
About you, about us, about everything
How it works when the pieces come together
How to establish harmony
I came across something unusual
Although I had never forgotten
I have found extending hands
Each one different
Sensitive, reliable, understandable
I have found a SHAPE that had been forgotten some time ago
But there they were just when I least expected
The truths told, the tenderness of a smile, the sadness of the reason
Understanding what is necessary
That every piece is in the right place
That can rotate around the same axis of complicity
Living and remembering moments
Sustained by the miracle of life

By Bertha Ruskaia

You just fight
Fight because nobody is going to fight for you
Fight because it is your life in game
Fight when you do not have any strength remaining
But you resist
As much as you feel weak and powerless
You fight
Because only you know what is best for you
Nobody else knows what it is...
Only you
So you fight, no matter how many bruises and injuries there will be
It will be the scars of a journey of experience and wisdom that you have come
You fight because it is important for you
Because everything depends on it, that single moment that you might stagger or keep going, between stop or fight
You believe, you raise, you defend your ideals
Amid many will abandon you, not because it is a lost war, but because for them it is not as important and essential as it is for you
But you do not give up, you take a deep breath and draw a new strategy
You have to win, you have to believe, when nobody else does
You always will have allies at your side, the faith, the perseverance, the dignity, the love for what you believe in
And no one and nothing can make you forget what is important for you and what is your fight for...
Only you know, what it took to get where you are
For more discouragement and tiredness that you feel
You have to believe
You have to fight
Because there will be quiet and humble peace
That inebriates your spirit with harmony

By Bertha Ruskaia