Thoughts (Brief Stories)

Thoughts (Brief Stories) Thoughts (Brief Stories) Author: Irama Mardiazquez Copyright, the content of the stories exposed in these loose sheets cannot be extracted. They are of their own authorship. Summary: The manifested thoughts are written in short stories in handwriting on loose sheets, numbered one by one to carry the sequence over time, each of the phrases I have given them a sense of prayer, that when reading them, the intonation Have a soft perception of a verse, like someone dedicating a poem. I am giving each of my emotions the nuances and I let out the characters that are stored in my mind waiting for the ideal moment. To then be shaped by the muse that inspires me to describe it. It is written in five chapters, the way I narrate the facts is spontaneous, its writing is easy to understand. That allows the reader to take him to feel, and live the imaginative with touches of fantasies. My feelings are exposed with great enthusiasm, my hands are carried away without fear to lift the pen that fills with fervor the yellow leaves that, as time passed, took on color. But it doesn't matter, the important thing is the clamor I feel inside and asks me to write what rests in my mind, where I narrow my thoughts and my reason to give flight to my soul that drives me to tell the stories. Those memories of my childhood. Then I understood that life is wise, that since I was a child I had a precocious maturity, words entered and left my mind, that turned into thoughts, some stronger than others that made noise in my whole being. Every book you write will have its own purpose, its original, authentic legend. With characteristics attached to the theme, with lyrics that become musical notes, that enter through my ears and I turn them into melodies, that fill my spirit of faith in abundance that permeates my entire being. My intelligence allows me to open my soul, to give free rein to the flight of my feelings and emotions. This is one of my big dreams, a gift that I allow myself to make of myself for myself. Keywords: life, nuances, pen, muse, feelings, illusion, kisses, situations, pain, joy, absence, loneliness, frustration, compassion, melodies, unlearn, let go, lose, win, learn, intelligence, mind, soul, spirit , love. I Gratitude. First of all, to thank God for giving me a clear vision of my goals to achieve in my life. For having obtained small and great achievements. Since I have harvested a lot with little, He has allowed me to carry the weight of my experiences, some of which have wreaked havoc in the depths of my being. He consoles me with his words of encouragement when one touches the dark background that is only felt when there is failure, that withers the look and hardens the broken heart. Only He grants that permission to make use of my verb embodied in my short stories, with free will. To prove to ourselves how strong we are, what degree of spirituality we have to transform the negative of the experiences to the positive. Since he made us in his image and likeness. I value every moment lived, the people who were close to me, and that in one way or another we share pleasant moments, that today are no longer there because destiny took care of diverting our steps, to start walking the course that each one had marked by their side. I am going in the right direction to build my castle where the throne awaits my arrival. I will enter with adorned clothing where my humility will shine with its own light, I will be accompanied by my dreams that spring from my soul like the light of dawn. To you my lord of lords. My king of kings. Thank you for having sent me in the sacred womb of my mother, chosen by you. So that I would have the gift and virtue of being here and being able to undertake the reason for my existence. to start walking the course that each one had marked by his side. I am going in the right direction to build my castle where the throne awaits my arrival. I will enter with adorned clothing where my humility will shine with its own light, I will be accompanied by my dreams that spring from my soul like the light of dawn. To you my lord of lords. My king of kings. Thank you for having sent me in the sacred womb of my mother, chosen by you. So that I would have the gift and virtue of being here and being able to undertake the reason for my existence. to start walking the course that each one had marked by his side. I am going in the right direction to build my castle where the throne awaits my arrival. I will enter with adorned clothing where my humility will shine with its own light, I will be accompanied by my dreams that spring from my soul like the light of dawn. To you my lord of lords. My king of kings. Thank you for having sent me in the sacred womb of my mother, chosen by you. So that I would have the gift and virtue of being here and being able to undertake the reason for my existence. Thank you for having sent me in the sacred womb of my mother, chosen by you. So that I would have the gift and virtue of being here and being able to undertake the reason for my existence. Thank you for having sent me in the sacred womb of my mother, chosen by you. So that I would have the gift and virtue of being here and being able to undertake the reason for my existence. To my two children. Alexander and Hannah. Thank you for existing. I LOVE THEM. II Introduction The purpose of these brief stories where I capture my feelings and transform them into thoughts, offering the reader that they allow me to enter and touch their most sensitive fibers that are feelings, what men and women are made of. Which are housed there in that perfect and special place, the heart, the epicenter of all emotions, the most beautiful gift that God from heaven gave us. Each human being is created very delicately, with unique details, that no other species of living beings on earth has. He made us in his image and likeness. God is love. The opportunities that were presented to me as I walked the path of life. She gave me infinite details that only with her sights set opened my virtues and qualities, today I have a clear and understanding attitude, which is only found when we allow ourselves to know ourselves. My thoughts and emotions lead me to discern key words that decipher in my voracious mind what I want to convey. In all this time, from a distant past I saw it coming, I felt that I was not alone, I grew up listening to voices inside me. They were different faces, the ones that walked through my mind, entering deep dreams where they took me to those places. And I was wondering if I've already been here? There is a marked presence in my existence, it allows me to mention it in the development of the following chapters. Since I describe it, she is a wise counselor, she helps you understand the meaning of why thousands of people today find themselves alone, instead of enjoying the company of a sweet love, of the being that in an instant captivated your heart. Who at some point left without giving an explanation? Well, time brings her, to give you consolation, she presents herself with her white dress, where you shape the color, you draw on her the absence of your pain, her kindness is so great, that it teaches you to be calm in moments of despair. Today I find myself holding hands with her, and she gives me her understanding. To you beautiful and beautiful lady who has accompanied me in my anguish and cry, you who live with me and tell me: that new winds will come to my destiny, that brings the face of perfect love that my mind already chose. Loneliness comes one day and visits you, with its patience it takes away your fears, dissipates your fears, it tells you to lift your spirits, you must be prepared for future changes, new challenges will come, where you will be the only one who will have the power to choose How do you want to see yourself? III Index Front page Summary................................................. ........................................................... ..................... I Gratitude................................................. ........................................................... .......... I Introduction................................................. ........................................................... ................ III Chapter I Loneliness on my way............................................... ............................................ Page 1 and 2 Chapter II Special gift......... ....................................... ........................................................... ..... Page 3 and 4 Chapter III Time................................................ ........................................................... ................................ Page 5 and 6 Chapter. IV Release............................ ..................... ........................................................... ....................... Page 7 and 8 Chapter V To win................................................. ........................................................... ........................ Page 9 and 10 Chapter VI Absent……………………………………………………………………………… …..Pág. eleven Being a Judge…………………………………………………………………………………… Page 12 Lucky ……………………………………………………………………………….. Page 13 Poem With the Heart in the Hand…………………………………………… Page 14 IV Chapter I Loneliness on my way. I open the chest of my memory, walking back the stored memories that passed through each of my neurons where I make the trip and make the connection from my mind to the heart. I take care of each one of my thoughts like a delicate flower, where I capture all my ideas and organize them whatever the reason. Walking one day I ran into a lady who was watching me she was hiding behind my beloved silhouette, I was looking to find the answers to my loneliness. Well, she makes an appearance and tells me: "I'm here to accompany you", I'll show you the false paths you've been on, those paths that look beautiful at first but hide their reality. "You thought you were accompanied by people with real feelings"... but it was not like that, since it showed me a painful ending. My friend Loneliness comes in, giving me advice that she tells me, "they weren't true loves"... I've heard bad things about her. for those who say that she is a bad counselor, is there truth without justice? Well, I accept her and take her as a friend and companion, I thank her for having her as a wise advisor, that at opportune moments I have addressed her asking for her beautiful words that strengthen my soul and give me calm in the agony of my thoughts. Well, I forcefully pull out what's inside, I talk with my own absence, which tells me: "Look inward", since my thoughts kept me from the encounter. I did not understand the reason for my own absences, seeking to disconnect at certain times, in my mind signals came and went with different reasoning, to which I answered myself: is it that I am not there? At what point did I get lost, on the path of regrets then I took steps back to get out of the labyrinth that locked me up without having an exit to what I imagined. Suddenly she appears as a fairy, who with her magic wand with great light, points out the path along which my feet tired of so many stumbles should go; she speaks to me with her low tone of voice, which with her experience tells me: "work the gift of patience", since everything passes, the perfect time will come. He will limp you by his side, where you will leave all your sorrows in his arms, it is like a great coat, he takes care of you while you sleep, contemplates your face, and kisses your delicate hands when you are tired, you will pay attention to the strong beats of your heart, loneliness brought back my illusion when we allow ourselves to look at each other with our hearts. one Loneliness on my way And we walk along familiar paths, crossing streets, which oblivion brought in me, where most of my lived emotions stayed, with characters who were like birds of passage. They left no model traces, to want to follow in their footsteps. They were only there because they did not fill my lap. Life has nuances of all colors, sometimes it opens for you like a fan of a thousand opportunities, that only one, as the owner of your destiny, will place the tone of your favorite color. Take the wise and timely advice allowing me to get to know you, and listen carefully, in order to understand the absence marked in me. The power of reason enters, where every circumstance I have lived I have marked as a lesson. It depends on my security and having my vision clear, I will be able to lead my life project, which brings with it a mission. Now without stumbling, or crossing out with a clean slate, I turned the page of the past, and I start again recognizing myself in each of the facets that life brings. Well, my friend is fragile, she also gets hurt, it all depends on who talks to her, how they listen to her, she brings a suitcase full of advice that if you manage to interpret them, you will learn from her maturity and security. Inside you will feel a pleasant sensation, that when you turn towards behind or to the sides, You will realize that you do not need someone who spends some time with you to keep you company. Soledad lets me flow freely, I step away from her side at times and make the journey of my past mistakes, then from afar I look at the horizon that is close I fall asleep in the arms of whom I have longed for so much. It is that face of the man that I still do not know, but the soft breeze of the wind brings his breath to me. That arrives and touches my delicate lips that melt to give him a kiss where he and I will have our meeting. Since we are soulmates in search of the perfect time, life will play an important role as it brings as a gift to the man who has it tattooed on my skin. Without knowing each other, we already ask ourselves: what will the meeting be like? I separate myself at times from his side and I make the journey of my past mistakes, then from afar I look at the horizon that is close I fall asleep in the arms of whom I have longed for so much. It is that face of the man that I still do not know, but the soft breeze of the wind brings his breath to me. That arrives and touches my delicate lips that melt to give him a kiss where he and I will have our meeting. Since we are soulmates in search of the perfect time, life will play an important role as it brings as a gift to the man who has it tattooed on my skin. Without knowing each other, we already ask ourselves: what will the meeting be like? I separate myself at times from his side and I make the journey of my past mistakes, then from afar I look at the horizon that is close I fall asleep in the arms of whom I have longed for so much. It is that face of the man that I still do not know, but the soft breeze of the wind brings his breath to me. That arrives and touches my delicate lips that melt to give him a kiss where he and I will have our meeting. Since we are soulmates in search of the perfect time, life will play an important role as it brings as a gift to the man who has it tattooed on my skin. Without knowing each other, we already ask ourselves: what will the meeting be like? but the soft breeze of the wind brings me its breath. That arrives and touches my delicate lips that melt to give him a kiss where he and I will have our meeting. Since we are soulmates in search of the perfect time, life will play an important role as it brings as a gift to the man who has it tattooed on my skin. Without knowing each other, we already ask ourselves: what will the meeting be like? but the soft breeze of the wind brings me its breath. That arrives and touches my delicate lips that melt to give him a kiss where he and I will have our meeting. Since we are soulmates in search of the perfect time, life will play an important role as it brings as a gift to the man who has it tattooed on my skin. Without knowing each other, we already ask ourselves: what will the meeting be like? We will dress in the humility that we carry inside, to open the way for the new love dreamed of by both of us for a long time. The love that we will live is waiting for us at the door of the portal, come quickly my beloved that I want to be with you. She tells me that you will be there for me, I will see you arrive adorned with a king's cape and you will sit on your throne to see me enter as your beloved queen who will occupy your heart until the end. two Chapter II the special gift The expected day arrives, marked on the calendar, it is shown as a sunflower that is kept standing by the sun's rays, where I touch it with my delicate fingers, they take me to the memory of my thoughts, I dislodge them like flower petals. He gives me the most precious thing, his life and his love. I listen to distant times, where they bring the perfect notes made melodies that enter my ears and become a song. The time that marked my great love has passed, today I turn back and see my illusion, I allow time to enter me again to realize that I learned to live without you, I had to go through so many moments, some full of joy and others empty where lament took over. Since I knew about your lack of love? I felt so afraid of being alone, since through your look that crossed my eyes I found the open door that called me and told me: take advantage of it, it's time to escape soon, please. It was the day marked on the calendar that had already expired, at that moment I did not understand what he was pointing out to me, because pay attention to what is happening around you, it is the perfect time for you. The day has come when I give you the gift of being better, several times passed through my mind, which no longer have understanding and I threw them into oblivion since there is no sense of having him attached to me, they were times of anguish and pain. I shed all my soul of suffering without compassion, that in some moments marked my face in a thousand broken pieces, my loneliness is seen from afar, when I fell from so much pain, I submerged myself in deep waters to find the reason for the lack of love, I felt that I was dying because there are no more feelings to give, only a broken heart full of sorrow that no longer wanted to cry again. The heart and thoughts became one and led me to reflect. Why are there so many broken hearts in this world? Is there no mercy? Well, time gives me the reason once again, I turned my eyes and see what I left behind, it allows me to laugh at myself for having been so deluded believing a story that only I had a sad ending. 3 the special gift I walked through several paths where I only found thousands of mirrors that looked at me and among them murmured in the distance, she is sweet as honey that attracts the eyes of an entire honeycomb. It is the first days of the month in which my birthday is approaching, and the date marked on that old calendar is approaching, where I pass one by one the pages aged by the passing of the years, I look at you in the morning through the glass of my glasses, Many years have passed and I still remember the day I stood in front of you and touched you with my soft fingers to mark the moment I was so longing for. I am that sunflower that was kept standing by the sun's rays. Today I open the door of my life to give it touches of illusion I no longer point my fingers at you. To you who marked my life with the birth of new feelings full of emotion, today I am happy to see that I left those places where I thought I was happy. I thank you for everything you did for me, you gave me the perfect time to discover what I had inside and I refused to say... despite all that, I locked myself in my own feelings, I was looking for new paths that they didn't know anything about me. He, as a wise and old man, approached me and told me: you have been through so many things... that today I deliver to your delicate hands the key that opens the door of happiness, everything I have is in that specially made gift for you. I give you my simplicity that made me the perfect time, to give understanding to what is wrong, I saw you coming from afar, and I asked myself as an old man? Time has passed and I remember that with your delicate hands you dislodged your thoughts like petals of a flower leaving them to discover, she didn't care how much she had to walk alone, she wanted to find the right path where they would give her peace. Sometimes I walk by her side and I see her coming with her sure movements that tell me it's her. I hardly even recognize her, because it was me who gave her the special gift, the time that as a wise and old man advised her to let herself be guided... today for her, the perfect time has a special meaning. That it is not that time where I thought I was… that everything comes on its own to make us understand that nothing is perfect. Only time will tell. 4 Chapter III Time We know that life is made of special moments and even so we are looking for a way to continue satisfying ourselves and savoring the imagination that is in our mind, in wanting to perfect our steps, and thus give meaning to the paths that we find every time we do an attempt to go in the abruptness of the perfect. Sometimes it is difficult, wanting to clear thoughts that for years have been recorded forever in the chest of my memories, but we know that life does not bring with it a manual of teachings, that each person seeks to learn as a situation is placed. to the front, we are all born unlearned, we have to go a long way where there are paths that bring differences between them, some narrow and others large that from the outside look like a wall, we ask ourselves: will it be difficult to climb?... how do I do it?... or what support do I take to take the leap we need to get rid of the old methods... already lived... that undoubtedly some left deep traces that worked for many years and even managed to make the results that I produce perfect. Unlearning is letting out of your space what no longer makes sense, the way of seeing in yourself what no longer fulfills you, what does not please you and you could say that you no longer remember it, like someone who forgets a love that does not I mark you despite the time you could be by his side. You let go of everything lived in the past, letting your spirit flow without ties from those old moments. Each new beginning of a thought leads us to the feeling of wanting to live it, without fear of the new to come... the great thing is that you become a new person, that you walk in one way or another in the acceptance of your new being that is about to come. being born... and discovering all the good that the world brings to you, and in the adaptation of being able to fearlessly assume the challenges that are going to occur. There are those who say that we women are the size of the opportunity that comes our way. Well yes, we are hundreds and millions who say present, taking a step forward, warrior women who have in our hands the firmness to make any decision. In the construction of a new feeling, it makes us wake up and allows the entrance to a new life, where everything is related, and brings a cosmos full of positive energies, some will stay on the road because they will resist the changes that the winds of the future I alchemise my dreams as a sorceress and I draw them perfectly as the architect of my own destiny, where I release what I have learned and leave them with the experiences and my experiences that helped me to find the path that I led until a certain moment where I crossed paths with my reunion. 5 the weather Life called me to stop, ideas that I did not see clearly passed through my mind, I got tired of everything, for me it was normal, my body spoke for itself, when I dressed in front of my mirror; He always looked at me the same... One day I entered the reflection of my gaze, and I felt the emptiness that enveloped me, I dared to touch my mirror... that speaks of my reflections, your brown brown eyes, expect a new smile from you, that is about to leave your being, that is waiting for that time that brings the opportunity to share beautiful moments. That will make me an empowered woman with firm steps to take off again and I will draw a complete world giving it the color that I have in my thoughts created by me where I will mark the times that are to come. I will be like the sorceress who prepares my magical portion, alchemizing my future and reading my oracle in song that I see with the blowing of the wind. This time I keep very well my sacred compass that indicates my north with its needle at all times and tells me that I am the epicenter where gentle movements will occur that can lead me to feel great emotions that mark positive changes for my transformation, but never losing my simplicity, the one that time gave me. A thousand things can happen in the life of a person, it is in knowing how to take care of the moments that will surely mark an encounter, that the uncertain destiny grants you to go after your thoughts, that traps them in your mind to let them out when the reunion arrives. In the morning I enjoy a delicious cup of coffee that accompanies me with its rich aroma takes me back to those years where changes occurred within me that I saw with the blow of the wind, like sparks of fire in the bonfire each time my feelings lit up What would become of me without that time that drew me the path I should follow? If I had stayed in that place today I would not be the empowered woman who came out of her fragile shell to give way to what I am today I have a protection shield like the warrior who rides her centaur brings her beautiful sword that shines with its own light to alchemize my spirit of love. 6 Chapter IV Release As a butterfly caterpillar that in its time of metamorphosis awaits the moment to open its wings full of bright colors to fly and pose in flower, detecting with its antennas the aroma that the wind brings, learning that each flight is necessary to let go, to be able to appreciate how high we can go. The butterfly teaches me that it has a short time to travel, that I must learn to let go, leaving behind steps that do not let me take off, she, like my friend loneliness, uses the same sign that says be patient that everything comes to a final day, I open my heart to let out the broken feelings, which were seen in the reflection of my mirror that spoke of me unintentionally, where I refused to leave that cocoon for fear of suffering, time transforms me into a woman wonderful, as the beautiful butterfly does, I savor the new drops of honey nectar that quenches my thirst and feeds my whole being. Oh my spirit let go of everything and leave it behind! learn to let go, do not repeat so much the damage they did to you, I observe the movement of my hands that is about to seize the opportunity of the dreams of a near future that I long to be able to embrace, today I wonder why: does the butterfly live so little time being so pretty? The process of metamorphosis is carried out in the caterpillar, a time passes for its transformation where you become a beautiful butterfly the time you have left is short to live and make your journey leaving your charm. This explains that everything that is beautiful has its time marked to live it and to make the flight that with smooth movements we detect the aromas that the wind that blows with force brings and that promises us a destination full of good things. All women at one point in our lives are like the butterfly where we open our arms like wings and take flight to achieve our dreams. Every impulse leads us to quench our thirst with that rich nectar flavored with happiness, today I learn from her and my friend Soledad that we always have to go after every illusion that gives us security in the perfect flight that time brings breath to start over. 7 Release The destiny that opens like a compass is marked so that you can clearly see the future that is written for me, I walk together with the reflection of my shadow, I take my hands with strength, I wait for the moment of the wind to open my arms and go behind don't let go of my dreams beautiful butterfly, like me, there are others trying to take flight that time is yet to come, fulfilling the wishes promised years ago, every woman comes wrapped in a thin layer of silk, like a tender caterpillar if they break it before time, its charm ends. I paint my delicate face with a beautiful brush, which I gently fill with trails of bright colors, which come close to giving me the light that I need, these colors are the same ones that bring the wings of the beautiful butterfly that healed my soul in that special flight that only she could give me. So I mark the start day to fly, I look around and I see those who were left behind, they were afraid to start again. What I promised myself one day I'm making come true, the worst I've already lived... everything that hurt me brought in my feeling that I had to make changes inside of me. Since I could not stay in that garden that no longer has flowers of beautiful colors, I find the opportunity that inspires me to make myself a being completely different from everything that I once was. I look back and observe all those whose wings did not allow them to fly since they were empty where all their dreams withered in that garden where one day I posed, then I quickly opened my arms like large butterfly wings that with their charm mark the perfect time to start again. Today I fly high, I continue to fulfill each of my dreams. They are all those opportunities that lead me to make a difference and separate me from equals. Thus, hundreds become a butterfly, it is only in each one of them if they want to pursue their dreams and give them the correct meaning that will make their lives the example for others to take flight. It doesn't matter where life puts you. The important thing is that you take advantage of the moment to give your existence the shades of beautiful colors that good opportunities bring with them to take firm steps and be brave to face any challenge with your head held high. Where successes and pleasant experiences are achieved that leave in each of us the desire to always open our arms like large butterfly wings and start the flight to reach new heights and be able to taste the rich flavor of honey nectar that happiness brings. To you, who are like me, I wish you to dream high. Me, I chose to be different. 8 Chapter V To win Sometimes we do not understand that losing is also gained, sometimes life is presented as a whirlwind that lifts everything from its place, these are times that one does not expect, but that we have to face looking for solutions and sometimes without getting an answer to everything. what is happening, then we decided to separate ourselves to give ourselves the opportunity to go to the meeting place that allows us to listen to the small voice that is within our being, where emotions, feelings and reason stand out from the heart letting them see the surface of the skin. There is a space to understand the heartbeat, when only understanding enters to manifest its virtue of understanding what it feels like and expressing the reason why situations occur that force us to make decisions that leave a bad taste where each of the memories remain in the chest of my memory. Until the moment arrives where the true story appears and shows the events that marked the heartbeat, at that moment sharpens the reason that from the balcony of his heart due to so much pain he does not understand understanding that leaves us breathless when knowing the true reason for heartbreak When the moment is lost, the encounter is lost. Losing the sadness of the emptiness of your heart, you gain the beautiful memories that made you a unique person. There are unpleasant times that bring back memories that feed the disappointment of everything that has been lived, the path of reason is opened, which from within announces the loss of the feeling that one day caused the desire to be. Losing the illusion of wanting to continue on the path that one day I thought that if we united our feelings we would find the reflection of those deep glances that crossed each other and in a simple way they decided to hold hands to make those feelings one. Reason speaks from the balcony of his heart and quickly in an instant understands the emptiness that leaves him without feeling and paralyzes his heartbeat. Announces the death of shared feeling. Losing the illusion of wanting to continue on the path that one day I thought that if we united our feelings we would find the reflection of those deep glances that crossed each other and in a simple way they decided to hold hands to make those feelings one. Reason speaks from the balcony of his heart and quickly in an instant understands the emptiness that leaves him without feeling and paralyzes his heartbeat. Announces the death of shared feeling. Losing the illusion of wanting to continue on the path that one day I thought that if we united our feelings we would find the reflection of those deep glances that crossed each other and in a simple way they decided to hold hands to make those feelings one. Reason speaks from the balcony of his heart and quickly in an instant understands the emptiness that leaves him without feeling and paralyzes his heartbeat. He announces the death of shared feeling. Losing what was previously lived, you also gain the hope of finding your true destiny, looking at the new smile that is drawn on your face of joy, being able to feel that there will be nothing to tarnish your smile of disappointment, Every thankless time marks a lesson that is learn if you pay attention. Losing the empty memories that wander in your memory, you gain memories of security that bring tranquility to your being. Where you will be a completely new person that everything you do will make you feel good. Losing your ego, you gain your humility that speaks of you, it will be reflected in your personality, Losing your vanity, you gain the simplicity that brings new goals for your transformation and to be able to have a more subtle touch in your discernment. Losing your subjectivity, you gain your objectivity, 9 To win Losing all those encounters where you thought you were the only one to have lived it all, because you also gain the desire to live the imagination that time brings so that you can live it. Losing the immaturity that you stumbled over several times, gains the wisdom that comes accompanied by time where it teaches us that we must seek from the gift of lady patience that that comes with the passing of the years, and tells us apply intelligence you will place it in practice to demonstrate that you are capable of finding a method that provides a solution to the problems that arise. Losing your pride you also gain the gift of virtue of knowing how to forgive and forgive, those offenses that they threw at you, and that did not cause you any harm. Losing is a word that is sometimes related to failure, but today I turn it around, and transform it into a beautiful word (WIN). I make of it a complete metamorphosis where moments are gained to be with your loneliness which gives you the encounter with yourself, and you can see what you really want for yourself to have the joy of being authentically happy. It earns your self-love that lets you know what you are capable of doing for yourself. Your courage is earned, which makes you a warrior of light, to defend your dreams. And don't let anyone steal them from you. It earns your self-esteem to make you an empowered woman who fights under any circumstance. Your sense of belonging is earned, what is yours, is marked in your destiny, nobody takes it away from you. Even losing a relationship, you also gain your own encounter that allows you to clearly see the feelings that no matter how much they said they loved each other, they were not soul mates to be united in a single feeling. You win all those moments shared with your friends that fate put you so that you could meet and share those delicious times with pleasant memories where you spend hours talking and allows them to laugh madly at everything that happened. Losing old paths... New destinations are gained that come loaded with hope and offer us unique and unrepeatable opportunities, where the oracle that is marked in our future brings new sights set on the horizon that is extensive and that only one as an architect of his own destiny draws with a beautiful brush the new beginning of dawn. To all of us who at some point in our lives have had to make hard, painful decisions that lead us to lose, to leave the way clear for others to write their own stories. And without realizing it at that moment we are winning everything. Time rewards us, we just have to let him do his job. Stories are told by the victors. I beat him. Winning says it all! 10 Chapter VI Absent Let's leave all our adversities in the hands of time, those highs and lows that life brings where each moment has its own time, where they turn dark and gray, hiding the clarity, leaving us with no way out and with a slight breath of absence and regrets. In these moments of departure patience is announced, which brings difficult times where I am not, I seek to reach the reasoning of my thoughts, in my own darkness I see in the distance a firefly that illuminates my feelings the one who thought he had lost it a long time ago I take from facing the dilemma that afflicts my thoughts, which are full of absences and regrets. Well, I take out with force what is inside me that burns me without feeling, I return to the place of departure and I clearly observe my steps during those times I take out my spirit with great encouragement where I walk fleetingly to combat the bad moment that brought the absence of heartbreak that in the which I no longer find myself, I weighed down several times with my eyes on adversity, I silently differentiate the moment, the one that in old times did not allow me to look inside myself. Customs become strong... Sometimes we don't know how to shake it off... the heart is the epicenter of love, it wraps me in a whirlwind that leaves announcements along the way without pain, feeding the departure of my absence that can be seen in the distance taking all my heartbreak There came a time when I was afraid of my own encounter, I am that woman who discovered herself in her own laments, she is the same woman that I had hidden inside me, since those times when absence moved her to look for those feelings that split her heart to refill it with emotion. Those little moments that life of happiness brings since happiness is lived at times, one manages to understand the state of happiness when you really dedicate the time that corresponds to you. Most of us live believing that we are completely happy, this is because sometimes we tend to contemplate a moment of complacency towards others, pleasing the people around us..., and we are convinced that happiness is always being surrounded by of people and that is valid for those who look at themselves in a mirror that reflects little on them... Sometimes it is good to have a friend, who is both a mirror and a shadow... he reflects back to you what you say and are, and reflects your shadow because it will never go away of you. The absence marks moments with different times, where one can visualize in depth what happiness really is for me and how others can be happy..., only the one who goes through moments of absence manages to understand the true state of the absent. “Just one firefly is enough for the darkness to end”… eleven Chapter VI BE A JUDGE Life allows us to live, see, be, feel, vibrate, search, caress, suffer, love, we have to discover ourselves in a world where experiences are full of pleasant experiences and others not so pleasant. There are moments in our lives that are not so successful and how hard it is to get out of a delicate and extreme epicenter, those that shake you and take you away from places where you no longer belong... but sometimes we need a little bit of that strong shake that makes us open our eyes , allows us to clearly see the state of mind and the place where we are stepping. Life becomes at some point like a roulette wheel luck for some and falls for others... but it doesn't matter what time both occur, Life is in charge of giving you the tools and knowledge to undertake your destiny... If so, what we want to achieve depends on our actions and where we want to see ourselves, being a judge implies questioning yourself in this way, having the ability to see your own mistakes, to confess and pay for the acts carried out in our walk. It is important to be a judge of our own feelings. Sometimes we wrap ourselves in warm cloths of pettiness where the actions of our thoughts He is clothed in that feeling of impurity that throughout shows us how miserable we can be with ourselves. We have to introvert into our deep being where we get particles of emotions and feelings that fill our spirit, and from there we will know what we are made of... being a judge shows us that we can be critical in the way we express ourselves, of living, of to share, to judge ourselves only with the way of evaluating ourselves without doing us so much damage, those thoughts that can be flexible or very rigid. The judgment that we make cannot be so blunt because we would not be doing our job well, it would be punishing us and, if that is the case, we are not perfect, we grow by developing ourselves in trial and error tests, "There are so many out there wanting to be judge and jury at the same time pointing fingers at others... their verdicts and sentences are like sand thrown on deaf ears"... 12 Chapter VI lucky Always with my eyes on the horizon that gives me its soft breeze and beautiful colors, which has given me in my existence, I grew up in an environment that since I was a child I saw and felt experiences, some of which escaped from my hands as I was so small. . And although I was brave to face and face those moments, at that time I did not know that I had inherited the character and attitude that defines me today. So many things happened, some that I unloaded and discarded by obligation had to leave my mind, to give way and continuation to what life would bring. There are emotions that move our most sensitive fibers. "The memories"..., growing up and being able to observe that life was changing over time, I began to decipher that life is made up of stages, epochs, each moment has its time to be lived, experienced, fully enjoyed. But for everyone, well, life does not start with the same fortune, some are born with a star... and others without it..., that makes a difference in some cases, this leads people to get to know each other and know what they are satisfied with and with that no… what I have lived makes me a lucky being, regardless of how others perceive what comes out of me. I do not give so much relevance to those subjects who can give a definition about me, if their life is not an example to follow. That does not influence me, I have seen so many mirrors by my side that do not count, they are there, I only learn from the one who has given me a minute of his time to give me advice that serves as a method or tool to continue making way for my walk . I am lucky to be that woman who knew that I had her inside me, I am lucky to inherit a character that marks my way of being and speaks of me, I am lucky to be able to have the gallantry to face the adversities that afflict me and make me a real strength, I am lucky to have my own shield that gives me the strength to fight anywhere where I can be stalked. Time has achieved a transformation in me, it has taken me to places to teach me who I am, I have seen myself in thousands of mirrors, each one of them reflects my shadow with different shades and colors... I have been surrounded by clear waters and burning flames, where I manage to look at myself carefully and I can understand through my glass the personality that I have inherit the character. Sometimes I am lukewarm… sometimes I am cold… how difficult it is to take a path and see that as time passes you manage to stop for a moment and see the route and how far you are, those distances that separate you and mark the differences being so close to each other. others… Today I see in myself the lucky woman that I was always filled like a boomerang loaded with emotions that explode within my feelings, I am that girl who always dreamed of. I am the woman where my spirit is loaded with dreams. Let's make our life a lucky person! 13 Chapter VI With the Heart in the Hand POEM Feeling the heartbeat that sad rainy afternoon my love stayed, it was that time where I undertook my illusion everything I had I gave it with love, my spirit was full of passion, my emotions sprouted through my skin which faded knowing that you didn't want me I gave you the depths of my being that bouquet of feelings that embraced you when I saw your silhouette come in the distance I feel within me the throbbing of my heartbeat. The night comes and my thoughts remember the first time I saw you, my brown eyes shone when I saw you coming, you knew you were for me for a moment I felt my strong heartbeat announcing your presence near me, it was that day that I learned to feel what makes the smallest something great and full. The illusion of knowing that we were so close united by a single heartbeat that filled the lap of our twin souls who traveled through so many narrow and long paths to meet in an instant and look at each other deeply as souls look at each other. With our hearts in our hands we give each other love, the feeling that unites people with equal souls as a whole, the heartbeat becomes deep and strong. It is beautiful to feel the emotion of that first time when our eyes met where we were impregnated with love with our hearts in our hands, we decided to walk together and fill ourselves with tenderness and passion until every drop of love was exhausted, we were for each other until we understood each other in a single being, a single soul where we looked at each other with the heart and we found ourselves perfect, we had no limits or ties, our soulmates were so similar that each one had their own freedom, we could live the unknown and make sense of it. With our hearts in our hands we surrender to oblivion so as not to go back to relive the feeling destroyed by that thought that diverted us from our path. Our soulmates are distant, our heartbeats are at rest. With my heart in my hand, the hope of meeting again dies. 14 Comments Popular entries of this blog BE A JUDGE September 24, 2021 Life allows us to live, see, be, feel, vibrate, search, caress, suffer, love, we have to discover ourselves in a world where experiences are full of pleasant experiences and others not so pleasant. There are moments in our lives that are not so successful and how difficult it is to get out of a delicate and extreme situation, feel those epicenters that shake you and take you away from places where you no longer belong... but sometimes we need a little bit of that strong shake that makes us open our eyes. eyes, allows us to clearly see the state of mind and the place where we are stepping. Life becomes at some point like a roulette wheel luck for some and falls for others... but it doesn't matter what time both occur, Read more lucky September 22, 2021 Always with my eyes on the horizon that gives me its soft breeze and beautiful colors, which has given me in my existence, I grew up in an environment that since I was a child I saw and felt experiences, some of which escaped from my hands as I was so small. . And although I was brave to face and face those moments, at that time I did not know that I had inherited the character and attitude that defines me today. So many things happened, some that I unloaded and discarded by obligation had to leave my mind, to give way and continuation to what life would bring. There are emotions that move our most sensitive fibers. "The memories"..., growing up and being able to observe that life was changing over time, I began to decipher that life is made up of stages, epochs, each moment has its time to be lived, experienced, fully enjoyed. But for everyone, well, life doesn't start with the same fortune, some are born with a star... and others without it..., that makes a difference in Read more Powered by Blogger Images of the theme: Galleries