Vivia tentando coomprender as diversas personas as quais se manifestavam através de si mesmo ao longo do dia. Um jogo atrevido com a existência. Um mergulho ao seu inconsciente em busca da revelação de seu próprio espelho existencial.
Lived trying to coomprender the various people which were demonstrating through yourself throughout the day. A cheeky game with the existence. A swim to your unconscious in search of the revelation of his own mirror existential.
A vida ia passando como se fosse uma viagem infinita… uma dualidade em que os opostos pouco a pouco se fundiam. Uma mistura inconsciente de duas almas que já se conheciam muito antes de tudo existir…viviam presos dentro de seus próprios calabouços psíquicos. A única forma de se reencontrarem era entregarsem ao desconhecido.
Na vida existem algumas coisas que são repetitivas. Há aquelas que sempre voltam como fantasmas para atormentar-lhe a alma. Alguns destes fantasmas perseguem sua linhagem para sempre. Mas existe algo mais importante em todo este processo de revisitação, é o poder da decisão. Nunca se esqueça que você sempre o terá. De tempos em tempos alguns destes fantasmas nos visitam. Se libertam de dentro de nossa cripta bem no fundo de nosso inconsciente. Não há como controlar tal fenômeno.
Durante tais eventos, devemos aprender que estes fenômenos sempre nos acompanharão ate o fim de nossa existência no mundo dos vivos. O simples ato de ser verdadeiro consigo mesmo e reconhecer que tais fantasmas nem sempre são nossa obra prima e muito menos criados de forma individual. Ao contrario, tais entidades na maioria das vezes são desenvolvidas dentro do inconsciente coletivo de sua arvore genealógica. Uma herança que se transfere ao seu subconsciente antes mesmo de sue próprio nascimento.
Portanto, vivemos muitas vezes uma vida reprimida e nos vestimos de tantas mascaras e “personas” que perdemos a essência mais simples marcada em nosso DNA: A capacidade de resistir e sobreviver. Preferimos viver condenados a códigos morais e praticas culturais que quase sempre cooperam a um desmembramento profundo de nosso poder de decisão.
Não culpe os seus demônios e fantasmas. Eles sempre existiram e possivelmente continuarão movendo-se entre uma geração e outra. O importante é saber que entre você e “eles” sempre estará sua decisão. Respeite a si mesmo, explore as possibilidades, voe alto, seja a própria felicidade encarnada. Não se deixe julgar pelos parâmetros falidos. Viva, escolha seus passos mas sempre respeitando sua própria essência.
Wal-Mart is not my usual shopping destination. But today I hopped into the bus that was heading to the Walmart. My idea was to grab some stuff from Walmart and catch the next bus home. Don’t know why I did that, maybe just for the change of the regular scene that Kroger gave me. I don’t know! I picked up few cookies and chocolate ice-cream, as usual, to relax from the stressful environment. Walking towards the bus station itself was unimaginable, due to the chilling cold and on top of that, I forgot my windbreaker. Reaching the bus terminal was a big relief from the chilling cold wind hitting directly on my face.
OH! DAMN I just missed the bus and the next bus will take an hour to come. Weekend special! Hmm! I became disappointed. How can I miss that bus? What did I do? I wish I had a car now. Thoughts and emotions started running down my mind. I looked around to see my fellow riders. Everyone was tired and irritated due to the cold weather.
In the midst of everything, I saw a 5-year-old girl with such a beautiful and peaceful face. I was surprised. She smiled at me, without any resistance I smiled back at her and suddenly she handed over her toy to me. An invitation to play with her. While I was playing with that little girl, I suddenly noticed that she doesn’t even have proper clothes to protect herself from the cold, neither do her mother nor her brother, who was sitting quietly on the bench. I noticed that the boy had a pleasant face with complete silence in his eyes. It bothered me and I looked at their mother, a woman who was enjoying that moment, with an infinite peace in her mind. Seeing me playing with her daughter, the mother started talking to me, she looked happy with her life. I don’t think the bad weather bothered her.
She said, ” we came here 6 months ago from Iraq, as refugees and everything is so peaceful here, I have a life. Back in Iraq, everything was chaos”. She explained it using the little English she knew. I was able to see the happiness in her words and eyes. Such a pleasant experience for me. I listened to her for an hour, the cold nor the wind was able to bother me anymore. She pulled me into her happiness of the present and helped me realize that hard times won’t stay.
Look at her, she doesn’t have a car or a house of her own still, she was happy with the small rented apartment and a minimum wage job. I am sure most of us are never satisfied with what we have or had but for her the fresh air to breath and the peaceful atmosphere that this country was able to offer her was everything.
“The happy faces of my children make my day, that’s what I care about”, she said. I boarded the bus and there she is, with that smiling face, in that cold, waiting for her bus to come. I was able to find a sense of peacefulness in me and everything around me. What a day it was, I said to myself while I was writing this.
We all are lucky to be born in this world and what matters is that, are we able to enjoy this moment. Let it be hard or soft on you. Let it knock you down. Did we learn something from it? That all what is going to matter. Like that mother of the little girl, we all should learn to enjoy being in this moment and that will teach us everything we want to learn.