Journey To The Inner

A strong sense of inner peace and joy fills every last cell of my body when I step into a beautiful place in nature.

Climbing over a hill brought us into this wild and untouched green valley, the road turned left and soon the embrace of the hills grew tighter as we were entering deeper into the valley. Enchanted by the sun, I was amazed by the peacefulness of the place. Everything was quiet, there was no soul in sight, just the perfect place to enjoy a day alone in nature.
Soon we came close to the Little Girl’s Cave, or The Cave with Water from the Holes as it is officially registered. This two different names peaked my curiosity and soon I found my self asking:
“Why do you call it the Little Girl’s Cave?”
“Soon you’ll see.”
I thought it might have some interesting formation at its entrance, but when we got there I couldn’t see anything special.
“So?”
“Don’t you see anything?”
Instinctively I looked up and I saw a cross bolted on a tree…a little girl’s cross…
“What’s with that?”
“A little girl was murdered here and she was hidden inside this cave and its entrance was closed up with rocks.”
My whole scenario of a beautiful day fell to pieces. A man from the nearby village murdered an innocent little girl and he was still free because there weren’t enough evidence to convict him…I couldn’t walk around freely anymore, every time I had to wait for the others to not be alone.
The rest of the day I couldn’t stop thinking how can someone take the life of somebody else, especially an innocent child?
How cruel and insensitive do you have to be to take a life…
A life is something precious, priceless and so fragile. I can’t conceive of taking someone’s right to live, to experience the many wonders of being alive…the miracle of life…

Fear can take many shapes and sizes, from the primitive fear for survival to the more “refined” psychological fears and anxieties. Somewhere in that range are found most of our “common” fears that shape and condition each and every one of our existences. However, all of these fears are only the product of our mind. The fear for survival comes out of ignorance, a deeper kind of ignorance; psychological fears and anxieties are literally rooted in our brain, directly linked to the “malfunction” of vital glands embedded inside our brains or maybe there are due to some traumas deeply hidden inside the subconscious level of the mind; while our common fears are more or less unreasonable tricks of our mind.
Among the lines of text spread across the pages of different books I found a few interesting remarks related to fear/fears:
“Face the thing you fear and it will cease to torment you!”
“To fear is equal to becoming a magnet for the object of your fear. When your fear stops, the attraction also stops.“

Very late in the evening I was walking down a street. Eventhough I could drive home, I decided to pack my car into the pocket of my coat (!!!) and walk instead. It was a late, dark evening and as I turned a corner I spotted a big, black, fearsome dog in the distance. Although I don’t usually fear dogs, this time I felt caution was needed. So I started to unpack my car from my pocket in order to drive by without risking an unpleasant encounter with the dog. However, before I could do anything I saw the huge silhouette of the dog running towards me and in an instant it sank its teeth into one of my shoulders and made a small mark on the other, after which it disappeared. Instantly I realized who the black dog was and what lesson it taught me. It was the black Kali helping me understand that what I fear will come true and that it is necessary that I transcend this limiting feeling. Also the pain from the bit came as an absolution from something else I had to experience that might have been more painful.

Danger will only increase my love,
it will sharpen it, it will give it
spice. I’ll be the only angel you
need. On this arm, Luise, you will
go dancing through life. You will
leave life even more beautiful than
you entered it. Heaven will take
you back and look at you and say
‘Only one thing can make a soul
complete, and that thing is love.’ The Reader

Quand tu me prends dans tes bras/Quand je regarde dans tes yeux/Je vois que Dieu existe/C´est pas dur d’y croire
When you embrace me, when I look into your eyes, I realize that God exists, It’s not that hard to believe…

Antes de conocerte el mundo era plano/Aunque lo discuta usted Señor Galilei/Y me cansé de besar ranas en vano/Pero el príncipe azul jamás lo encontré
Before you my world was flat, and I grow tired of kissing frogs in vain and never finding Prince Charming.

Y así llegaste tú/Devolviéndome la fe/Sin poemas y sin flores/Con defectos, con errores/Pero en pie
And so you came along, restoring my faith, without poems and flowers, with flaws, but on two feet.

Y siento/Algo en tí, algo entre los dos/Que me hace insistir/Cuando miro en tus pupilas sé que Dios no dejo de existir/Tú lo haces vivir
And I feel something in you, in between the two of us, that makes me insist. When I gaze into your eyes I know that God didn’t cease to exist, you make Him live on.

La vida es una colección de recuerdos/Pero nada como tú, recuerdo tan bien/Desde la redondez que tienen tus labios/Al olor de tu pelo/el color de tu piel
Life is a collection of memories, but non I remember as well as you, from the roundness of you lips, the smell of your hair, the color of your skin.

No pienses que te irás y me voy a resignar/Eres lo mejor que me ha pasado/Entre lo mundano y lo sagrado/Y aún más
Don’t think that if you leave I’ll give up, you are the best thing that ever happened to me, between the ordinary and the secrate, and much more…

Any comments to this beautiful love song (Shakira – En tus pupilas) would be a waste of words…

The Story of how what has to happen happens or The Story of what’s yours will be yours.

Last December we were joining the Christmas shopping spree, going from shop to shop, searching for the right present for each and every one. While we were strolling down an aisle in this big shopping center, my eyes stumbled upon a gorgeous pair of summer shoes and right then and there I knew I had to have them. However, the pair on display was not my size, so I started to look for another pair. Unfortunately the boxes where all a mess, they were laying in no particular order and the labels on the boxes sometimes didn’t match their content. After many long minutes of desperate searching I gave up and moved on saying to myself “Sometimes it is just not meant to be!”. From that moment onward I didn’t give much thought to that pair of shoes.
Yesterday we were out shopping for a skiing outfit, and while we were strolling down that very same aisle my eyes stumbled upon that very same pair of shoes and I said to myself “Lets see if I can find a pair that fits.” So I started to look through the boxes. In contrast to the last time, the boxes were all newly labeled to match their content. Aided by this, I took out the first box which apparently was housing a pair of the sort I was looking for and I tried it on. Little was my surprise to notice that it was exactly the right size for me, so I didn’t spend match though on it and went directly to cashier to buy it.
Looking back at these events I realized that that pair of shoes was meant to be mine, but the first time I saw it, it wasn’t the right time to purchase it. From my point of view this is a very simple “fable” to show that some things are meant to be, while others are not, and those that are meant to be, they are meant to happen at a particular moment in time, not soon, nor later. We just have to believe wholeheartedly in this.

If you have the time and the curiosity to read The Celestine Prophecy you will find the term “to be connected”. This term refers to the fact that one is connected to the harmonious energy of the universe, and if you are one with it everything flows in a natural way, everything happens right. From this point of view I think I experienced a “connected” day in traffic, only green light after green light, cars making ways so I can pass, finding parking spots close by. You might think that this is not such a big thing, but knowing the traffic in this town it’s a real “gift” to be able to get from A to B in a matter of minutes in the middle of the day, and find a parking spot. I do hope I stay connected for bigger issues than traffic!

One late evening I decided I can’t wait for everybody to come and I will head out first, that means alone. So, bright and early the next morning I was on the train traveling towards my favorite destination: a mountain. After I changed into something more appropriate I began my solitary climb. On this perfectly still and sunny day I remembered the words of a particular man:
“Are you alone here?
No, I’m not alone. We are never alone.”
As his wise words said, I was climbing by myself, but not alone. Someone was looking out for me: perfect weather, no wind, sun shining, fresh tracks leading to our lodgings. In fact it seamed that sometime later a nice bear joined my tracks.
Soon followed my first night in solitude, just me, myself and I, not a soul for a great distance. I really wanted this experience so I would never again be afraid of being alone and it proved to be interesting.
This needs to be further detailed, but I’m too tired for it now.
To be continued…

Yes, still dwelling on attachments.Today’s reminder came from this little puppy now residing in the kitchen. When I go in and play with it his just a bundle of joy, but as soon as I walk out the door and leave him he starts to cry louder and louder, eventually he stops. This little creature is very happy when someone is around onto who to direct all his love and playfulness, however he becomes sad, and maybe even miserable, when there’s no one around to whom to give his love and from whom to receive love and attention. I find this aspect every interesting, not only on such a small scale as that of this pet, but on the larger scale of human relationships, dependencies and conditioning. I want to discover how and why is this need for direct, physical contact between to individual used to ensure a level of happiness, of fulfilment. However, I don’t know where to start…

One bitter-sweet weekend’s conclusion:
…journey to the inner, journey to the inner, that sounds really nice and pretty, but how are you working on your attachments and dependencies?…
At this stage, and I’m sure that, let’s say, 98,5% of everybody on this planet will agree with me, life is very beautiful, it’s actually unbelievably wonderful when your with your special someone spending time together, loving each other in whatever way you like. But when that special someone is not physically next to you for an extended amount of time life begins to look less and less pretty. I call this happiness depending on somebody else than you. Even shorter: dependency.
Now, how can you really be happy when you depend on somebody else to be happy? Yes, one goes, another one that’s the empty seat, and so on. Or, you find “happiness” in some activity, saying you don’t depend on anyone to be happy. However, there always is some exterior thing that conditions your state of happiness. That is still a dependency.
I’m referring here to “you”, but in fact I’m in the same place, maybe with the slight differences that I’m contemplating the thought of somehow transcending this not so fortunate state.
For the time being I’m contemplating, I don’t really know how to proceed. However, I do have a more or less wise thought: live it to the fullest until you reach “saturation” and thus you transcend that particular need!