Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Let the universe help us.
Ups and downs make up our existance. We tend to treat the ups with joy and the downs with disregard. Always complaining about what doesn't quite meet our expectations for happiness or perfection. However, we also tend to forget that the hand that created all was wiser than us and made our existance complete with enough ups and downs to deal with; so as to grow and gain experience. What is on our dish today might be poison but it is necessary to prepare us for the good food. We have to learn, to follow our inner hints, the ones that will lead us along rocky and thorny paths towards greener gardens. But we should also remember that it will not always be colourful flower beds, for if it were, we would simply stop paying attention to it. We should be carried away by our desire to go ahead
looking for our personal treasure, looking for our own legend, but at the same time we should not forget the here and now that make our existance worthwhile. Because if we forget that very simple principle, we start trotting behind an ilusion and and ilusion is something that is not yet true. The future is not here and may not even come, but today is here to be enjoyed to the last drop. I guess that i'm beginning to feel my trip has started. First of all i've decided to stop believing that life is a rehersal. It is life,here and now to be enjoyed. Dreams and Projects are all very well if we do enjoy the way towards them and we share it with whoever is next to us in that moment. If we only focus in our final destination, we will only discover that we got there alone and actually we have had not much time left to enjoy it. And what i have already discovered as well is that if you really want something at heart, then the universe and the master hand above all will help it to come true.
looking for our personal treasure, looking for our own legend, but at the same time we should not forget the here and now that make our existance worthwhile. Because if we forget that very simple principle, we start trotting behind an ilusion and and ilusion is something that is not yet true. The future is not here and may not even come, but today is here to be enjoyed to the last drop. I guess that i'm beginning to feel my trip has started. First of all i've decided to stop believing that life is a rehersal. It is life,here and now to be enjoyed. Dreams and Projects are all very well if we do enjoy the way towards them and we share it with whoever is next to us in that moment. If we only focus in our final destination, we will only discover that we got there alone and actually we have had not much time left to enjoy it. And what i have already discovered as well is that if you really want something at heart, then the universe and the master hand above all will help it to come true.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Hints, Luck and Coincidences
Maktub is a word i have recetly learned whether it really exists in Arabic or not it will remain a mistery. What i know is what the person who used it meant by it. It means "everything is already written". weird enough we come to this world thinking we have the power to do what we want and we can rule out our own destiny completely. However, as time goes by we face up the fact that everything is not so easy. Then we come up against different instances in which we feel lucky to have obtained what we wanted, some other times we blame destiny. But all in all, as i grow old, i feel that everything is kind of "written" for you, there, expecting you to take it. Of course, we have free will to choose what we want but it is always easier if we listen to our feelings, to the hints in our soul which tell us the best path for whatever we have ahead. As a rebel i have the impression that i have wasted half of my life going against myself. for i have never paid attention to the hints that where placed in front of me. Sometimes i have considered myself lucky to get what i wanted and others i have put the blame on the universe for plotting against me.. now almost kicking forty i have finally begun to understand that luck is just the hint, the hint that shows the most convenient path, the easiest one to live happily and to enjoy life and love. Love in whatever way we think of it. and that coincidences do not actually exist. There is a plan, which is there for us to know, we are part of that master plan so as to enjoy the universe and live happily in bliss, the bliss that the knowledge of your well being brings about. Coincidences are just overt calls of attention for the absentminded ones who still need some pushing around in order to let this energy the universe shares with us to flow and let it reach others and share with them this unspoken well spread secret. so bewared next time you feel there is a coincidence, for actually it is a hint that you are finally lucky to see clearly what awaits for you for the rest of the road. and if you are wise enough you maybe take this free, simple piece of happiness and make it yours to enjoy and to share.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
WHAT DO WE CALL HOME?
Everytime I 've moved I had all my friends asking the same question: Don't you miss your home? The thing is: What do they define by home? or worse, what do I define by home? I have been moving homes since I am 15. Never far away from the same city. However, I have never come to form an attatchment to any physical possession or wall, or door or room even to a garden, no matter how much effort I had put into making it look gorgeous.
With time and years and random moving I have come to understand the English when they say, Home is where you hang your hat. I have hung my hat many times in many different places, so the moment i step in and i take off my shoes, i feel at home.
So do my kids, blessed no doubt by having me as a mother, or cursed they may think, but they feel as much as i do about this. Home is what we know, the comfort of a warm, cosy place in winter or the window through which we see our lives go by. HOme is what we love, weekends in bed, playing endless battles where we team against the other and drive him or even me crazy by pricking where most bothers... or working together in the kitchen where we cook chipa together, or breakfast prepared by Manu every Sunday, where the most experienced waiter would be at a disadvantage. Home is where we love and feel loved. HOme is us, each of us, we three are home, whereever we go. In our hometown or on holidays, in a wonderful hotel room or in the cheapest accomodation we can afford. Home is our hearts, tender and full of love for each other, not so patient though, but always ready to embrace the one who feels worse that day. HOME IS WHAT WE KNOW AND LOVE, the fact that no matter where life takes us, we can always count on each other
With time and years and random moving I have come to understand the English when they say, Home is where you hang your hat. I have hung my hat many times in many different places, so the moment i step in and i take off my shoes, i feel at home.
So do my kids, blessed no doubt by having me as a mother, or cursed they may think, but they feel as much as i do about this. Home is what we know, the comfort of a warm, cosy place in winter or the window through which we see our lives go by. HOme is what we love, weekends in bed, playing endless battles where we team against the other and drive him or even me crazy by pricking where most bothers... or working together in the kitchen where we cook chipa together, or breakfast prepared by Manu every Sunday, where the most experienced waiter would be at a disadvantage. Home is where we love and feel loved. HOme is us, each of us, we three are home, whereever we go. In our hometown or on holidays, in a wonderful hotel room or in the cheapest accomodation we can afford. Home is our hearts, tender and full of love for each other, not so patient though, but always ready to embrace the one who feels worse that day. HOME IS WHAT WE KNOW AND LOVE, the fact that no matter where life takes us, we can always count on each other
Friday, October 03, 2008
As time goes bye
Life is a funny maze that keeps of winding and winding and let’s you stranded from time to time. But that is only apparent, for we are never really still, even when we think we are something is going on below the surface. Is it growing up? Is it enhancing our capacity to defend ourselves from endless failures? Whatever it is, it feels like the throbbing that imperceptible pushes your blood everywhere else. It is like a million ants running below your skin, and there we are again, feeling alive, full of energy and ready to enjoy a new ride. For what is life but a bunch of rides that bring thrill and excitement every time you venture into something new.
Something that has always amazed me is the capacity that human beings have to recover from the worst and make a new start. Is it this rescilient capacity humanity has to touch botton line and start again a gift? That much I don’t know but what I know for sure is that time heals all wounds and time cleans all cobwebs and there is always a bright window somewhere we can look through. And everytime we are stronger that the previous one and ready to get on a new experience and to make the most of it, just for the time it lasts.
I have come to understand that I have completely lost the belief of the old coined “for ever” things are just for now. Many a time I have uttered the expression “life is not a rehearsal” without actually putting into practice myself. However, almost kicking forty, I have come to value the flavour of readiness and the openness towards new concepts of life. Unfortunately, we live in a society that determines how life should be lived and according to what paradigms. To Heck with them. I’m happy to say I have found my own paradigm to abide by and feel pretty happy to live by it. No regrets, no explanations, no constrains.
Something that has always amazed me is the capacity that human beings have to recover from the worst and make a new start. Is it this rescilient capacity humanity has to touch botton line and start again a gift? That much I don’t know but what I know for sure is that time heals all wounds and time cleans all cobwebs and there is always a bright window somewhere we can look through. And everytime we are stronger that the previous one and ready to get on a new experience and to make the most of it, just for the time it lasts.
I have come to understand that I have completely lost the belief of the old coined “for ever” things are just for now. Many a time I have uttered the expression “life is not a rehearsal” without actually putting into practice myself. However, almost kicking forty, I have come to value the flavour of readiness and the openness towards new concepts of life. Unfortunately, we live in a society that determines how life should be lived and according to what paradigms. To Heck with them. I’m happy to say I have found my own paradigm to abide by and feel pretty happy to live by it. No regrets, no explanations, no constrains.
