About change...

I am totally flattered by Tasha’s second post. For those of you who read my comment and took time of your busy schedules to make it a water cooler conversation : THANK YOU! To Tasha, well THANK YOU for even consider it inspiring enough to make it a starting point to the second task.

So.. what about change? Well.. do you like to move? Do you like to dream? … Would you like to fly? If you answer YES to any or all of these questions.. then you know something about change. Change is all around us. Its in nature when daylight turns to darkness, or when a cocoon turns into a butterfly.. or better of, is how from a burning ball, the Earth became the colorful planet full of life we now live in.

Change is a motor that runs our life. Is the only reason we are alive (evolution, mutation, and all those scientific things I don’t want to get myself into.)

But… what’s my point? Well, the problem is not change.. the problem is how you adapt to change.

Try to stop and think for a minute, do you really think your days are meant to be the same every single day? If so, then slap yourself and wide open your eyes and look all around you, and pay attention to your surroundings, the smile of a kid, the cashier at the grocery store, the sky and tell me.. does it look the same as yesterday? What about the sky, does it look the same way it did this morning? I bet it doesn’t.

If we pay attention, we will understand that every minute of our lives is full of surprises, but is how you use our 5 senses to experience the gift of life what will make us understand the meaning of change, which in my humble point of view resembles movement.

Change is always for good, and no matter how difficult the situation may seem, the meaning behind the specific change transcends above and beyond the tangible forces we see. Change is around you. Change is good. Just hug it, embrace it and welcome it as a new experience, as an opportunity to live something new. Remember, is how you receive and/or adapt to change that makes is good or bad. So the power is in you!

Carta de amor para ti!

8 de Julio, 2008
Amor de mi vida.. corazón hermoso:

Pues si mi amor.. llevo días buscando una tarjeta digna de ti. Busque hasta en el sol, la luna, las estrellas y no la encontré! Después me senté, pensé y supe que en el único lugar donde la encontraría sería en MI CORAZON.

No encuentro palabras mi amor que expresen a ciencia cierta lo que siento yo por ti. Es algo más grande que yo, que me impulsa, que me abraza, que me cobija y me llena de calor, de alegría. Que me llena de ese sentimiento que conocemos por AMOR.

Amor de mi vida: Te he amado desde el principio, te he amado en el camino, te he amado en el presente y ya te amo en mi futuro. Nací para ti, para cuidarte, para soñarte, para abrazarte, acariciarte y amarte en cada aliento, en cada respirar.

Te amo con mi corazón, con mis manos, con mi mente, con mi cuerpo, con mi alma.. con todo mi ser. Te amo por tu ternura, por tus ojos, por tus sueños, por tu voz, por tu inteligencia, por tu amor. Te amo por que no conozco otro sentimiento que describa esto que siento yo por ti. Te Amo, por que eres para mi y yo soy para ti.

Añoro tus besos, tus abrazos, tu calor, tu olor. Adoro tu sonrisa, el color de tu pelo, tus TE AMOS, y tu amor. Amo tus sueños que son también míos. Amo tu vida por que la quiero conmigo. Amo tu presencia por que me hace feliz.

Haz sido, eres y siempre serás el primero, el único, el de siempre. Llegaste a mi vida para no irte jamás. Déjame hacer del resto de tu vida, los más felices de tus días. Déjame amarte como la primera vez, como nunca haz sentido.. como solo yo puedo hacerlo.

Gracias por todos y cada uno de los momentos que hemos compartido: las alegrías, las tristezas, las ilusiones, las metas cumplidas. Gracias por lo que viene, por lo que nos falta por vivir. Gracias por dejarme amarte.
Gracias por dejarme ser parte de tu vida.

Feliz Aniversario Mi Amor. Espero que con esto entiendas.. por que no había en el mundo, tarjeta para ti. Solo en el mundo sobre-natural se encuentran sentimientos que dibujan palabras dignas de ti. Palabras que solo hablan el lenguaje del amor y que se hablan de corazón a corazón.

TE AMO MI VIDA! Besos para ti!!!

Con amor,

La Mujer que te ha amado.
La que más te ama.
La que siempre te amará…

La que respira por ti
La que sueña contigo
La que te ama sin límites, sin inhibiciones, sin barreras, sin cordura.

La mujer que vibra por ti
Que vive para ti
Que nació para ti

Yo soy esa mujer.. y deseo serlo POR SIEMPRE Y PARA SIEMPRE

8 Julio,del 2008
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Managing - Accomplishing - Living...

It is quite an interesting project to sit down and analyze how by end of day one manages to utilize time the best possible way. It is surprisingly depressive, however, how, after the analysis, one actually feels that our days just passed by.. and in the mist of working, managing and accomplishing, many times one forgets to smile, or enjoy the simple things of life – like a nice cup of coffee.

This happened to me for about 8 years. Eight years just flew by me, without even knowing how, when or why. There were 8 years of many accomplishments. Career-wise I built the foundations of the successful future I’m creating for myself. Financially wise, I did things some people would only think to accomplish by 40. Educationally wise, I managed to stay in college while working full time and being a mom. Personally wise, I managed a home, a child a husband and me. So yes, I was this busy bee who knew nothing about the city I lived in, the co-workers I shared my office space with, the neighbors I had, the friends that surrounded me, the TV shows on air, the warmth of the sun, the cold drops of rain. So yes, I managed my life, by living in this box: this cube with no windows that blocked my sight to the outside. I only saw, managed and breathed what I had set my mind on to do – nothing else!

Was this happiness? Of course not! It was comfort. It was a routine that kept me organize, mind-driven and away of trouble – but didn’t make me happy.

Happiness is in oneself. But it can only be found, once we decide to be happy. How does that happen? Well, in many instances it involves tears, broken hearts, and big changes – tons of sacrifices. In my case, it meant – stop, lift your head up.. do you see the sun? do you feel its warmth touching your skin? Can you feel the wind? Can you sing to its tune? Can you breathe? In my case it meant to die, to quit my path, and change the direction of my life. It meant forgiveness and a long and deep journey to inward to analyze where I had lost track and control of my life. I had to find the day, the moment, the instant I had decided to wear this mask to become “this someone else” .. this cold bitch that isolated every signal of love in the efforts of avoiding getting hurt.

Analyzing is good. But changing is better. I am excited about this blog thing… it is my first time using it. And even thought I am busy.. probably smelling the flowers, I doubt I’ll be busy to write.. ‘cause for me, is that time of the day I spend with myself, analyzing, thinking and putting in paper how I felt, what I thought, how I lived.