Archive for February, 2009

Part II

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…

shoe

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.