Bye, bye, Mexico lindo. These two weeks have past by so fast! However, my trip could have not started better. I would have never thought that a 3-day course, like the one I´ve taken in Mexico, could change my life so much. I have learnt more than in months.
Among it all, I have learnt that my arrogance impoverishes and limits me and, yes, I am much more arrogant than I allow myself to admit. Well,... watch out with me! ;)
I have learnt that, in our learning-to-survive-in-life, we build "our personality" and which, we assume as natural-born when, in reality, it is a simple set of habits, learnt behaviours and mental proceses. Period. And, therefore, it can be changed. So, I can be the person I really feel I wanna be and makes me happy being, no matter who/how I have been till now. Whoever/however I commit myself to be like I can... my imagination goes crazy with so many possibilities!
I have learnt that, with age, we grow further and further away from being authentic. We fill our backpack with stones from the past and anchor it to our subconscious without noticing it. We get so used to its load that we stop feeling it. Life, in its day to day, comes full of "reasons" not to do, say or feel so many things. We chain ourselves, our present and our future up to the past. We become prisioners of a past that, in reality, is nothing more than a bunch of interpretations we make from what is really happening. It just does not exist, we simply invent it on our own.
I had never told my dad how much I love him and how proud I am of the education both, my mum and dad, have given to my brother and me. How much I value how fortunate I am in my life thanks to all their sacrifices and love. I had NEVER told that to my dad but neither even to my mum in an honest and authentic way. Same with my brother. I always stayed in the cliché and the joke. It may well have being 20 years since the last time I was so authentic with them as when I called them up during the course.
Why had I never done it before? Because of the countless reasons we all find not to do it. Reasons not to be honest, reasons not to be spontaneous, reasons not to express our feelings honestly, reasons not to give love, reasons not to do anything that may imply love and, sometimes, even reasons not to feel. Cause we have "always" behaved in a specific way and we have assumed that no way we can get out of that behavioural pattern. In reality, just because of FEAR. Fear to what others may think if we change unexpectedly. Fear to be vulnerable, fear to be rejected. Fear, fear, fear which, just like the past, does not exist outside our heads, it is our own pure creation. Nothing more.
I have learnt that "being unreasonable", not following our "reasons", creates miracles. It turns our world over, yes, that same world we think never changes and will never change. Well, you see, it changing only depends on ourserlves. From now on, I am unreasonable and unexpected. To the hell with all my reasons, no matter how hard I may find it, cause it is... Now, I just need to learn how to shut the unstoppable reasoning of this crazy mind of mine. But I am commited to it, so I will!! ;)
Among it all, I have learnt that my arrogance impoverishes and limits me and, yes, I am much more arrogant than I allow myself to admit. Well,... watch out with me! ;)
I have learnt that, in our learning-to-survive-in-life, we build "our personality" and which, we assume as natural-born when, in reality, it is a simple set of habits, learnt behaviours and mental proceses. Period. And, therefore, it can be changed. So, I can be the person I really feel I wanna be and makes me happy being, no matter who/how I have been till now. Whoever/however I commit myself to be like I can... my imagination goes crazy with so many possibilities!
I have learnt that, with age, we grow further and further away from being authentic. We fill our backpack with stones from the past and anchor it to our subconscious without noticing it. We get so used to its load that we stop feeling it. Life, in its day to day, comes full of "reasons" not to do, say or feel so many things. We chain ourselves, our present and our future up to the past. We become prisioners of a past that, in reality, is nothing more than a bunch of interpretations we make from what is really happening. It just does not exist, we simply invent it on our own.
I had never told my dad how much I love him and how proud I am of the education both, my mum and dad, have given to my brother and me. How much I value how fortunate I am in my life thanks to all their sacrifices and love. I had NEVER told that to my dad but neither even to my mum in an honest and authentic way. Same with my brother. I always stayed in the cliché and the joke. It may well have being 20 years since the last time I was so authentic with them as when I called them up during the course.
Why had I never done it before? Because of the countless reasons we all find not to do it. Reasons not to be honest, reasons not to be spontaneous, reasons not to express our feelings honestly, reasons not to give love, reasons not to do anything that may imply love and, sometimes, even reasons not to feel. Cause we have "always" behaved in a specific way and we have assumed that no way we can get out of that behavioural pattern. In reality, just because of FEAR. Fear to what others may think if we change unexpectedly. Fear to be vulnerable, fear to be rejected. Fear, fear, fear which, just like the past, does not exist outside our heads, it is our own pure creation. Nothing more.
I have learnt that "being unreasonable", not following our "reasons", creates miracles. It turns our world over, yes, that same world we think never changes and will never change. Well, you see, it changing only depends on ourserlves. From now on, I am unreasonable and unexpected. To the hell with all my reasons, no matter how hard I may find it, cause it is... Now, I just need to learn how to shut the unstoppable reasoning of this crazy mind of mine. But I am commited to it, so I will!! ;)
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| Sculpture. Museum of Modern Art MACO. Oaxaca, Mexico. |
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