Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts

Friday, September 23, 2011

About risks and wire walking


There is something about daredevils that attracts us.  The fact that another human being is capable of doing that thing that scares us the most fascinates everyone.  To witness their bravery, their audacity, brings us to a state of wonder and delight.

When I learned about Phillpe Petit, I was immediately reminded of Karl Wallenda, a famous circus performer who died in my hometown while trying to perform a wire walk.  I was only two years old when this happened, so of course I don't have a recollection of the incident.  But his death remained as part of the collective conscience of the island.

Mr. Petit did something almost impossible.  The Twin Towers stood as two concrete giants in NYC, and they seemed untamable.  He was lured to them and in the end, he conquered them.  He proved the impossible to be possible.

This all made me wonder about risks.  After all, Mr. Wallenda had done these acts and he was an expert in doing them, but he failed at a much less complicated attempt.  Why did one was a success and the other failed?  Given the two circumstances an equal stand, why is it that one crossed over and the other fell short?

We all agree that a life without risks is not worth living.  Risks are the opportunity to change, to grow, and to conquer.  We all win and loose in different circumstances, and each result will bring something. We will regret some of the risks taken, but we will also celebrate others.  The question is, when.  When do we take these risks.

For our daredevils, the wind factor was the most crucial of risks, and it determined the final outcome.  We need to let the wind in our lives pass, before we take the next step forward.  For this wind will determine you crossing to the other side or falling to the ground.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

From my soul...


It is our duty to understand our frailty, for in our weakness we will find our peace....

I have been writing more than the usual.  Not on the blog nor the public eye, but in the solitude of my space.  I pulled out an old journal and have been writing non stop for the past couple of weeks, pouring out most of the confusion I've been carrying for the last year.  It feels like having a battle with myself, questioning and answering all my arguments in the same line of thought.  It's good.  I've needed it.

Thanks for being here.

Monday, May 23, 2011

When was the last time you made something pretty?

Fragile love
Yesterday, my sweetie and I had a blast together.  In the morning, we ran on the beach and took a swim in the cool water.  In the afternoon, we made bubbles and played a little bit of badminton as the sun was setting down.  We looked like two 8 year olds enjoying a long summer day totally unaware of the impossibilities that we put on ourselves.

I took this shot with my iphone.  It totally reflects our day, the vibrations we made and shared with the universe.  In synch, airy, and light.  Confident that we would rise up and knowing that if we didn't, we would fall together.  We should have more days like this one.  Because, honestly, it's been a while since I haven't felt so good, so free, so young.  Life gets harder as we grow older, and it's up to us to make it easier, for our soul's sake.

And as I write this I wonder, when was the last time I made something pretty? Just because.  When was the last time I just happened to be, simply enjoying my existence, the fact that I am on Earth, right here, right now?  It's been a while, but somehow this picture broke the spell.

I encourage anyone reading this blog today to reach for the pretty in your life.  Stare at it today and marvel at its existence.  Enjoy it, just because is there, for you, and be thankful.  It can be anything, but it must amuse you, it must move you.  But, if you look around and don't find any such thing, make one.  Invent something, anything pretty just for your, and be happy about it.

This shot will always remind us of that afternoon where we just happened to be together.  And is the prettiest thing I've made in a very long time.
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