sexta-feira, 21 de outubro de 2016

Luminaries




References are like footprints left in the world ... short, spaced ... strong.
For some people the emptiness define themselves, for others, much is still very little.
A certain kind of puzzle ... we live like unveiling our footsteps, trying to fit us into a cyclic…continuous system.

There are doubts about the power we have about ourselves, our personal truth.

But the question is: What and who inspire me in this world?

I always imagine an open book filled with stories and memories, like those we receive and share.

We bump head to head, we try to escape, flight ... but life is responsible for blossoming a single interior, one that originates when we are unaware.
No one seeks to understand its roots until starting to feel the ground opening up underneath and not having where to hold.
Parents, teachers ... so many human beings changing and driving my life.

For me there are and there will always be examples, one cannot live without them.
Examples are like the wind that sweeps seconds, so fast that we can not handle it.
Like puffs we receive ... its intense and sublime force show us how to write our story, even if endures as a gale out of time and place, arriving and vanishing.

And isn’t that ephemeral enough for me to understand my existence?

What really matters is that I fit into this parallel universe, because though I have full will be part of a collective, I'm an odd union of reasons and assigned sensitivities.

And nothing and no one can take what I was given by his inner roots.
Today I see that inspiring me is to enjoy the light and flaming breeze with its intense flavours and inconceivable textures to accept that references serves as shades for the path that I will run on and within this mix, I am a reluctant object that insists on staying, and in this absolute truth, know how to say goodbye to the past of this crossroads called life.

No one is prepared for the desert of neither doubts nor so full of themselves in regards of the lakes of certain... metaphors will always exist, you know?
So I understand that seeking a true inspiration in someone requires learn to listen more than talk, observe more than looking and above all worship my roots, because they are responsible for creating my true essence.
Today I am all that has coming for a long time, an all complex and full of wants and desires, quirks and stubbornness, my own fleshly digital imprint.

I have so many ones to admire; so many that is part of my saga; all at its own time and happening that I thank each one for the knowledge donated to me.

I learned to take control of my life and therefore leaving open doors, because they will certainly bring new possibilities and endless questions so I can always move on.

With all the examples that have passed by and certainly still to come in my life, I will not be afraid to say farewell, because everyone is always giving a little about itself, aren’t they?


So are the references, the mirrors, the essence.

domingo, 7 de agosto de 2016

The Rightness




I always want get it right, regardless of our forecasts and guesses.

Trends, patterns, statistics and predictions means nothing without a commitment ... as simple as it can be; when I want I make it worthwhile.


I must understand that everything is relative and depends on me. Things change with imagination and vary in a form of multiple errors.

I shook hands as a way of assuring, a simple and clear understanding that in life, we can only be happy where agreement reigns.

I once read that if you do not take risks for the fear of making mistakes, you may never know the joy that is set. That seems really real.

We have many chances to fail but only one to get it right ... and that is the one we really seek, really need and the one that takes longer to find.

Why? ... Well, that's where the question lies.

If we were so assertive, certainly we would not have so many issues that we needed to work on and engage as a form of daily evolution...Believe, I tried so hard to do the right things all the time; it just gave me more frustration; because the best thing for me, happens by surprise.

Do I need a daily quota of assertive thoughts?
Yes definitely.


It is with it I put focus my actions on the content. Definitely to be happy I do not need the world, I need to position my steps and hit them on the right paths.

I understood that I am not part of a perfect whole, nor were meant to hit bullseye every time and I seldom do it. I make mistakes; I keep going because life always goes on.

I used to wish perfection because we are urgent to our ideals. In the rush, I forget that part of the process set is due to the simple fact that our ideas are evolving during construction. Anxious to make it happen, I fumble, say and do what I did not want to, I tell the worst words to the ones I love more and by fear I run away from responsibility that discerns me.


Are these sudden escapes that I do not comprehend the loss: friends who are gone, the feelings that just frozen, the humbleness that flows, the values that disappear among many frictions, conflicts, insults, abuses, unnecessary haste allowing to rob our sweet insight of feeling, winning, smiling, living, interacting, making friends.


By eagerly trying, I fail to be unique. But it's never too late to blow stars, spread sparks, invade hearts and plant what is

most precious: the "love"; delivering the wonders of life, allowing us to be who we really are and never forget that restarting is part of our own growth.

Growing hurts but transforms you.

I'm always myself but I’m sure I will not be the same forever. 

domingo, 24 de abril de 2016

contemplações


"A pureza é a capacidade de contemplar a mácula."

Contemplemos o belo e o feio. A vida não é um acaso de padrões em seu próprio egoísmo.
Existe um velho ditado que diz: Somos mais gratos à vida, quando somos capazes de contemplar os instantes, sem pensar em porquês. 

Racionalizamos demais onde os instantes devem imperar, porque quando você passa a enxergar a maneira que os olhos contemplam, você entende que eles são além do que meros reflexos. São verdadeiros mundos.

E cada um em seu universo particular não é?

Ninguém compreende a extensão de suas visões, percepções, encontros e realidade interior. Talvez, eu digo talvez; exista uma dose de egoísmo, onde você possa não querer compartilhar sua visão, mas quando menos se dá conta, os mundos se cruzam e você passa a enxergar outros sentidos em diferentes olhares...onde todos se cruzam e fazem absoluto sentido.

É preciso construir experiências.
E para tanto se carece de evolução, a maturidade da experiência deve imperar no coração do ser que já passou pelas ilusões da existência. Se você enxergar somente para sí, o belo permanecerá oculto e jamais será o reflexo. Refletir significa dividir, experimentar, recriar e acima de tudo compartilhar.

Mergulhe, contemple o infinito em sua plenitude, isso será o mesmo que admirar a mais pura e inconfundível beleza que habita no teu ser.

Ao contemplar a vida percebemos que nos alternamos entre dois mundos no esforço de satisfazer duas necessidades humanas básicas: a de sentir-se bem-sucedido e importante e a de pensar em nós mesmos como uma boa pessoa, alguém que merecia a aprovação de indivíduos igualmente bons.
Nossa auto-imagem é como uma fotografia fora de foco, duas imagens levemente borradas em vez de uma única e nítida. 

Dedicamos grande parte da nossa vida e uma considerável quantidade de energia ao esforço de eliminar a lacuna existente entre os anseios da alma e as censuras da consciência, entre a necessidade com freqüência conflitante de termos certeza de que somos bons e a satisfação de ouvir que somos importantes. As pessoas que mais admiramos tendem a ser aquelas que nos dão a impressão de terem eliminado essa lacuna, de terem resolvido o conflito...

E existem tantos conflitos imperativos na vida, aqueles que não nos livramos por pura conveniência, teimosia ou medo. Conheço e certamente conhecerei inúmeras pessoas com  receio das belezas.

As pessoas acordam do sono da ignorância para contemplar a aurora
espiritual, mas para 'manter o dia radiante e claro',é preciso adquirir
um testemunho da verdade, se não, o sono volta.


E quando aprendermos a contemplar a vida em cada pequeno detalhe e ver a grandeza do que nós somos, não precisara de mais nada para estar feliz e grato por simplesmente existir.