Thursday, September 30, 2010
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Since we started this thing called the Aquarian age, there has been a tremendous boom of new age trends Arabian proposed strategies for living better, some more sensible than others, definitely, but all wrapped in a subtle charm magic, fate and mysticism. You may not everyone want to attract the level of practice, but few could deny that they consider, at least interesting.
few days ago, for example, talking with a friend about how, some theorize before birth and be part of this world, we trade the experiences and challenges that need to be to achieve a higher level in our spiritual evolution. According to this idea, then sometimes experience the same type problems because the problems we choose to experiment to learn and grow.
What do you think?, How improbable sound?
Actually, everyone has it ever happened that the problems facing us recognize what is really important when you're worried or concerned about what lies ahead, and have no energy to do the thousand things that normally would only dedicate yourself to what matters, or the people who matter. This is what usually happens with all crises, have a strange effect clarifier. It is said that when there are problems you identify your true friends know your actual capacity and locate those so it is worth fighting.
Hang on to what is important to continue living, and what is not important, just let it go to pass up.
Then you might experience problems in life have the unintended consequence of showing what has to be released along the way: these things, memories, situations or relationships that only hinder us to continue growing. Can a balloon to rise without first releasing their ballast?, Throughout life is less difficult to identify what is ballast what not, that releases once you have identified.
For psychology is clear that many of the problemas que solemos enfrentar, surgen de una actitud de no querer soltar aquello a lo que estamos demasiado apegados, aun cuando reconozcamos que son elementos de nuestro pasado que ya no necesitamos, ni funcionan, ni nos nutren emocional o espiritualmente. Muchas filosofías coinciden al prevenirnos en contra de los apegos, algunas se alarman frente a los apegos en general y otras, más de lado de la psicología, solamente nos previenen ante ciertos apegos, de esos que no hacen otra cosa que estorbar.
¿Te ha sucedido que sostienes relaciones que en lugar de satisfacerte solamente te agobian más?; quizá un amigo o amiga con quien en lugar de contribuir a sentirte mejor, sabe siempre cómo hacer para que te sientas peor; Maybe that picture still hangs on the wall, and every time you look back breaks your soul, or the work that takes years, but gray spot on you may have been sunny. Do you do weights you identify that you charging?
Perhaps in this life with our decisions we choosing the issues we will address later, possibly not choose our problems before birth, that sounds extremely abrupt, but it is more likely that today, to hold on to something I should have been released and yesterday ceased to belong, is forcing situations I will generate tomorrow's problems, and if you stubbornly insist to hold on, continually the same kind of problems will happen again and again, until I finally decided to let go.
Think of a relationship that no longer works, who have tried everything and standing head and make the things change, but do not want to be alone, and apply the axiom of "better than nothing." Then comes a problem arising from this inability to let go of the relationship, perhaps with shouts and dishes flying against the walls, then a stronger one, then another more, after a while, if the couple separates, the growing increase in problems are going to lead to an untenable situation with which they will break and go each his life, without ballast which had turned their relationship.
The drawback is that the problems are not friendly counsel, and if you expect them to be the ones who solve the dilemma of whether or not to drop when the situation is resolved, invariably, someone ends up hurt.
What happens when you do not loose the cigar and I cling to smoking?, My health will be a recurring problem: what happens when you do not cut the umbilical cord with my family?, Probably my relationship will be plagued with problems lack of privacy, what if I stick to publicly display an image that is not for me?, maybe in one of these, the problem is I became a frequent customer of robbers and kidnappers.
always going to have problems because they have an undeniable role in our evolution as human beings, what is wrong is continually a certain type of problems do we always victim, and in worse shape every time. It is worth asking what I need to change for that to stop happening, and probably need to be changed, consists precisely in a drag that I should release.
Do you know people for whom they are a little easier to drop, or may choose to clarify its attachments?, When you drop the twentieth day of the burdens that loads (or at least some of them) transcend causing you problems and you start having more everyday little problems more surmountable. The current new age would tell you that this is a way to harmonize ourselves with the world we live in, taking what they need and tell you the stops releasing when necessary.
Some people do not usually have problems in some area of \u200b\u200byour life, even if they have in other fields, or are people who never seriously ill, or never have marital problems, economic or general may appear to always do well. "Locating a person? Take a moment to look in a mirror and identify what is easy for you to drop, which is located the area where you do not usually have big problems: How did you learn to not carry such burdens?, Can you do the same with those who are not so easy to let go?
's worth a try, let's not easy, but will allow you to reach higher.
Friday, September 24, 2010
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Friday night. I have time. I touch and feel chubby cheeks. I am taking refuge in food. I drink, tasting vomit. Vomited every spoonful that I wanted to impose to love your body cansadito. Today is Friday and I have no plan. Fer takes to sleep My daughter and I can not help her off in tears. Why today you do not stay little patient to sleep with mom? How am I going to control your disease if you do not review them every minute of this night? How else you can trust to take care like me. I asked him if he wanted to stay, and held strong to the neck of his father without even allowing me to kiss her on the bounce. Rejected by your daughter sick. And this is to grow, let it go, release her and vomiting, and TRUST.
Anyway, today I knew, I would feel alone. I have no desire to read or sleep, I have no other plan to attend the event myself. And like every night, after wanting a miracle, the appearance of something magical that puts me somewhere else, or a hug ... I renew my air, I understand that this is, and this is, and good, the right all things into existence. Today
cafiaspirins calmed me a headache, I did not abdomi want to do, I went to a conference and took naps with Cata to upa. Ando
the phase of the day called "despair" nothing new will happen tonight, and try to sleep in solitude on Friday ... the more genuine than I desire is on the bed to sleep my daughter and her dad and that there is any little calm and desnauseado.
drop, open, drop, give birth. As
take your dreams to come true?
Sunday, September 19, 2010
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What I am today, a year ago was NOT:
A Dream weaver, teacher, teacher, daughter of friends, mateadora faithful, bold faced and flajelaciones surgeries. Lover, sex object, mind free, direct Uranus, Neptune direct carrier tits, carrying kilos, vibrating platform carrier. Mom of many. Eternal left. Shaman, treadmill terrace, compulsive eater of sweet and salty. Mother's schooling, mother despuerperizada. Technical breastfeeding. That triggers vacation. Love, seduced and abandoned. Reading unconditional. Dropped from the tv. Extrañante of pyc. Traveler a rosary. Entorbellinada sadness. Wrong. Forgiven and forgiving. Tester excesses. Recent optimistic. Faculty member. Doula duelante of his own heart. Grateful. As I turned and what I need to meet, but come.
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Happy birthday to me once you were at the head of a man?
she thinks I do not like. The comb look in the mirror, I see her. Do not know that I love. I could not understand the real reason that I stay with her. The reason is young and pretty she is. As we were all at that time. All FUTURE, ALL BY TRAIN. She has nothing to lose, the world will open them like a fan at his feet, and I want it. He is courageous, strong, energetic. Always put what to put on, always ready. Is overwhelming, pretty maverick. And she thinks I do not like. I can not because she is so alive, so awake in life, that I can not follow. She cries Y SE LE va la vida, ella pone todo en juego, yo no. Si este hombre que te habla, amigo, tuviera diez años menos, o ella diez más. Si yo tuviera fuerzas para empezar a vivir como si no tuviera nada por perder. Si yo pudiera sufrir hasta sentir mis huesos calientes, gritar, pedir, escapar. Tal vez no estaría aquí. Estaría allí, con ella, entre sus brazos amasadores y calmantes, encontrándome en su promesa de eterna compañía. Creyendo en su lealtad, y en su cursilería. Si yo no tuviera miedo de cerrar el pasado. Si no tuviera miedo a que ella me abandone por algo más prometedor, si yo no tuviera terror a cambiar mi foto de familia en la cabeza, y pudiera dignamente animarme to earn the love again, would not be here friend ... was one of his arms and his smile lit concave. Feel worthy and deserving of risking my beliefs, my stability and my fancy risking identity ... I am so going to be, to ask me a lot. Maybe not impossible. Maybe one day I start a story with her. Maybe choose a woman, as an accomplice and witness to my revolution. Maybe I feel deserves a fresh start, to have more of a real photo, plus a fixed identity, more than one way of doing things. Maybe one day I no longer think my life is ending and I have to prepare for old age. Maybe one day, my friend, trust that it is an opportunity made to my measure, to be reborn, with the pain involved. Maybe one day I will not ask it to give more than I can and encourage me to say that I love. That I choose, I can take a chance but I do not recognize on the spot. Maybe one day I start building with the desire she provokes me. One day I can stay despite the terror that it gives his determinism and declared his love. Maybe someday make it worthy of my site and my love. I share my secrets and make him a place in the bed of God. Perhaps that day never pass. Or maybe that day start today. One day Awareness created this journey for me, one day I believe it without realizing it, because he wants to, not wanting to repeat the past and start again. Because I feel that my projects are just about to begin, because I have time and desire to grow without owing anything to anyone.
Anyway, she never learns of these thoughts, never to read. She continues to believe that I'm sorry, I'm not like that. She was diluted in his own imagination. She did not ask me anything. Combing her to follow in the mirror, because the day I is not looking to grow, you will man the man in the world. Because I like it because I love her, because sometimes I choose, because I want each conversation with you folks out on their behalf. There will be no way to get away permanently from your perfume, unless a brave man take her with love and respect. And yet, I'm not sure of not running after them, kiss her and ask one last chance.
she thinks I do not like. The comb look in the mirror, I see her. Do not know that I love. I could not understand the real reason that I stay with her. The reason is young and pretty she is. As we were all at that time. All FUTURE, ALL BY TRAIN. She has nothing to lose, the world will open them like a fan at his feet, and I want it. He is courageous, strong, energetic. Always put what to put on, always ready. Is overwhelming, pretty maverick. And she thinks I do not like. I can not because she is so alive, so awake in life, that I can not follow. She cries Y SE LE va la vida, ella pone todo en juego, yo no. Si este hombre que te habla, amigo, tuviera diez años menos, o ella diez más. Si yo tuviera fuerzas para empezar a vivir como si no tuviera nada por perder. Si yo pudiera sufrir hasta sentir mis huesos calientes, gritar, pedir, escapar. Tal vez no estaría aquí. Estaría allí, con ella, entre sus brazos amasadores y calmantes, encontrándome en su promesa de eterna compañía. Creyendo en su lealtad, y en su cursilería. Si yo no tuviera miedo de cerrar el pasado. Si no tuviera miedo a que ella me abandone por algo más prometedor, si yo no tuviera terror a cambiar mi foto de familia en la cabeza, y pudiera dignamente animarme to earn the love again, would not be here friend ... was one of his arms and his smile lit concave. Feel worthy and deserving of risking my beliefs, my stability and my fancy risking identity ... I am so going to be, to ask me a lot. Maybe not impossible. Maybe one day I start a story with her. Maybe choose a woman, as an accomplice and witness to my revolution. Maybe I feel deserves a fresh start, to have more of a real photo, plus a fixed identity, more than one way of doing things. Maybe one day I no longer think my life is ending and I have to prepare for old age. Maybe one day, my friend, trust that it is an opportunity made to my measure, to be reborn, with the pain involved. Maybe one day I will not ask it to give more than I can and encourage me to say that I love. That I choose, I can take a chance but I do not recognize on the spot. Maybe one day I start building with the desire she provokes me. One day I can stay despite the terror that it gives his determinism and declared his love. Maybe someday make it worthy of my site and my love. I share my secrets and make him a place in the bed of God. Perhaps that day never pass. Or maybe that day start today. One day Awareness created this journey for me, one day I believe it without realizing it, because he wants to, not wanting to repeat the past and start again. Because I feel that my projects are just about to begin, because I have time and desire to grow without owing anything to anyone.
Anyway, she never learns of these thoughts, never to read. She continues to believe that I'm sorry, I'm not like that. She was diluted in his own imagination. She did not ask me anything. Combing her to follow in the mirror, because the day I is not looking to grow, you will man the man in the world. Because I like it because I love her, because sometimes I choose, because I want each conversation with you folks out on their behalf. There will be no way to get away permanently from your perfume, unless a brave man take her with love and respect. And yet, I'm not sure of not running after them, kiss her and ask one last chance.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
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I ran out of strength and let go of the reins
"As winter hurts me poisons
As time
How it hurts to be dying and
Like My Lips
everywhere Solitude
bought unsalted bread for lunch. Do not know why no salt. eternally rains, cold burn, and the illusions of disarming, or little by little, without realizing it, I'm gonna lose one by one, until you get home with empty pockets and face pale and cold. I do not remember I have the hair color, the last days I have gained a lot, but no, I do not look ... I know my boobs hardly new. Violeta I do not understand what it calls the universe, or what I'll end up mutating. I guess in two weeks, a birthday, celebrating nothing, being afraid of everything, still facing deep every part of my becoming. It is an immense solitude, pampering is a need for reckless, impatient and devouring. And here there is only rain and bread. There are times when life brings me the costume, and put on the teacher, very young, Mom. And I go to meet to re-enter the house naked in cold and insolent let me no hope, no hope decent.
I had two months of travel on a ship never made waves day and gave no rest. I bleed, I repented, I knew a man and you said goodbye. No woman can be the same afterwards. Now it will dawn on a desolate island, without jack no doctors, no friends. And when you finish come the summer I'm going to bed on a raft and I'm going to let go. When my raft I touch a port to show signs of my journey. And maybe one day, provide a post with a smile of healing.
If I was wrong without trying.
"As winter hurts me poisons
As time
How it hurts to be dying and
Like My Lips
everywhere Solitude
bought unsalted bread for lunch. Do not know why no salt. eternally rains, cold burn, and the illusions of disarming, or little by little, without realizing it, I'm gonna lose one by one, until you get home with empty pockets and face pale and cold. I do not remember I have the hair color, the last days I have gained a lot, but no, I do not look ... I know my boobs hardly new. Violeta I do not understand what it calls the universe, or what I'll end up mutating. I guess in two weeks, a birthday, celebrating nothing, being afraid of everything, still facing deep every part of my becoming. It is an immense solitude, pampering is a need for reckless, impatient and devouring. And here there is only rain and bread. There are times when life brings me the costume, and put on the teacher, very young, Mom. And I go to meet to re-enter the house naked in cold and insolent let me no hope, no hope decent.
I had two months of travel on a ship never made waves day and gave no rest. I bleed, I repented, I knew a man and you said goodbye. No woman can be the same afterwards. Now it will dawn on a desolate island, without jack no doctors, no friends. And when you finish come the summer I'm going to bed on a raft and I'm going to let go. When my raft I touch a port to show signs of my journey. And maybe one day, provide a post with a smile of healing.
If I was wrong without trying.
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