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Sorrow for the Earth

With my heart shrunk by the news, between knowing and not knowing, between a half-told reality and a half-lived reality, I struggle once again on the shores of suffering. Suffering for love. Perhaps a love less known, less navigated. A love less applauded and sought after in our society, avid for the most exalted romances. When we speak of love, our mind seems to be directed towards the same type of expression: the idyllic and so longed-for love of a partner. But, who has the courage to speak of love for nature, love for the planet, love for every human being, love for every being, love for all life? Doesn’t considering one love greater than another make it anything but love? My experience with love is still small, but this voice ignorant of its power has power of its own, beyond what it is capable of conveying. That is why it…

Consumption of emotions

It’s been a long time since I set foot in a shopping mall. I tend to avoid them because I feel out of place there. I experience a mixture of discomfort and sadness as I find myself overconsuming everywhere. Products that are harmful to nature, to people and to the very individual who consumes them. An environment designed to lure the consumer into a frenzy of shopping for, probably, unnecessary items. Products of more than questionable quality for the mere purpose of encouraging their replacement in the shortest possible time, faithfully following the legacy of programmed obsolescence, introduced in the middle of the 20th century. Quantity is encouraged and quality is disregarded. QUESTIONING THE REAL REASON FOR OUR PURCHASES What distresses me most is that the little humanity these places have is disappearing. The lack of human interaction is sought to increase the ever improving and insatiable productivity. The little…

Labelling life for fear of not knowing

To label any aspect of life is to limit our already restricted perception of it. It is to distort a reality previously manipulated by our senses, by our mind and by our consciousness. Even if labels help us to travel paths in which we temporarily find meaning as the avid learning beings that we are, our excessive identification with them is at least dangerous. This means restricting our creativity, our imagination and our flexibility when considering other equally valid alternatives in a world of infinite interpretations. In this way we soon learn to reject any reality that differs from the one in which we have been reflected. Many of us fall into the madness of assigning the whole meaning of our life to one of them, because we consider that it defines our identity. How much value of life does one single label make? How can we even dare to…

The art of letting yourself live

Any excuse is perfect, not to be here. And I say that half ashamed and half proud to be a conscious expert in evading life. With a little bit of attention, we realize that it’s on everyone’s lips. It’s a poisoned social habit, but an accepted one. That is why we must learn to observe it from the outside, finding it first in ourselves. It can be seen in impatience, in the comings and goings to the past and the future, in insecurities, in the inability to deal with uncertainty. To live without knowing what one is going to live, without plans or alternatives. To let yourself live. Nature always seems to have the answers to all my problems, that is why I turn to her when I feel empty, when I have fallen into the error of not wanting to be where I am. She, so radiant and splendid…

The last day of my life

To value more your own life, many recommend keeping a gratitude journal. They say (and I corroborate), that it gives very good results as far as its objective is, to acquire the habit of being a more grateful person. Many experts in the field of psychology and psychiatry praise this practice for its ability to increase our sense of fulfillment and happiness. Through my experimentation with it, I found an unexpected treasure in my path. I realized that the things I was grateful for had a message in common. Using that knowledge I unconsciously began to describe how I would like the last day of my life to be. So I had the opportunity to fantasize about it, to anticipate it. Why do I have to wait for those last moments to acquire the ability to consciously squeeze everything out, if I can do it now? As ironic as it…

Believe in yourself and you will make this world a better place

The more people I meet, the more I’m fascinated by the human being. It is exciting to hear people’s stories, their dreams, their problems and their concerns. You realize how amazingly similar we are even though we strive to reinforce what makes us different. However, there is one thing that always causes me some sadness when I connect with someone. It’s when you sense that they’ve thrown in the towel. When, once again, they’ve settled for life. There is enormous potential in every person. We are all unique and special, but most of us choose to lead comfortable lives that don’t cause us many complications. In general, the road most traveled tends to be the easiest road. So, when I interact with someone who seems to have made the same decision, I discover a voice crying out in despair from within me: Wake up! Can’t you see how great you…

Trust each other

Confidence. How much power lies in this word. It is curious that as much as we hold this term in such high regard and is so ingrained in society, there are not a few people I have met along the way who seem to be afraid to trust. Indeed, some have warned me that my interactions with others tend to be too innocent. They say I “trust others too much. But how much is too much? That observation gave me pause to reflect and question what is really true, whether I should take their advice and be more… cautious? distrustful? How would you explain the distrust? It seems like a clever way of saying be on the lookout. But alert to what? Is it more accurate for my own good to expect the worst from others, just in case? By thinking this way we are unconsciously putting into practice the…

Green life

Every word would fall short in trying to describe you, in trying to express the admiration I have felt for you for some time. You are life and at the same time you flood life with colour and beauty. You have had the courage to conquer every matter on this planet and to shine as if there were no tomorrow. Without you nothing would be the same. You have accompanied me faithfully throughout my life. I can’t imagine myself without that gap you filled. You inspired me, made me dream and gave me wings. You ended up shaping my path and showing me the direction I should go. My passion for the green, for the animated and inanimate in that dance of life and surprises that invite discovery has decorated each of my steps. And they were beautiful! I chose to dance them by your side and to open myself…

Make space for what you care about

I don’t think I’ll ever be able to tell myself that I’ve spent too much time in contact with nature. The more I might regret not spending more moments and experiences with her. And she calls me, boy does she call me. I hear her voice constantly, wherever I go. When I find myself overwhelmed or uncomfortable and realize that I have been within four walls all day, I look for her. She is always ready to welcome me with open arms. If I go too many days without attending to her, I don’t usually feel well. It is also curious that the quality of my time with her increases considerably when I enjoy it in solitude. Accompanied is always a beautiful experience to share, but the intensity of the connection is not the same. It is in those moments of solitude that you come to such deep reflections as…

Go back to what makes you to be yourself

Defending your authenticity is a courageous playing field. In a society where homogeneity and uniformity are dictated, it is not easy to hold on to what makes you who you are. Human beings move constantly consciously or unconsciously from fear and when it comes to external opinion this reaches its greatest magnitude. We deal daily with the need to feel loved, appreciated, valued, recognized. In our inner self we do not only want to show others that we are worth and that we are somebody, but we also want to show ourselves. It is paradoxical, to say the least, that these insecurities of becoming people worthy of being remembered in life, of living exemplary lives of which we are truly proud, often lead in the opposite direction from our authenticity, which is the only thing that can ultimately lead us to walk these paths. I too have fallen into the…

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