I am.
Life is indeed a wonderful box of surprises, even when we are not ready or alert
enough to notice.
Long time ago, a shine called my attention in a Sunday mass. I did
not know what it was, or why some people were on their knees before it, but I realized it
had to be important, or else I would not feel as if time had stopped for an instant and
the world had turned around to see it. Having asked for a name to it, I was told “it” was
God, who had decided to be among us because he loved us so much.
I am.
Life is a group of experiences that come and go; taking in what is important and
give it a special place in our existence is up to us.
Later, when I became a teenager, I
wanted to know who I was, and why I came to this world. Looking around I saw more
people like me, wondering about the existence, life, God, death... Something inside me
twirled and my heart felt a pinch I will never forget. It was as if those other people were
hungry and, somehow, I had been called upon to feed them all.
I am.
Life gives us golden days so we can keep up when our sky goes dark.
One day, I
wrote a letter, saying my life –everything I had, everything I was– made sense only if
given up for the youngest. I believed that was meant to be, and I needed to live on a
dream answering a calling received before my birth. I was in love and thought it would
never end. Bright days indeed.
I am.
Life has rainy days, when everything loses its taste, its light, its sense, because we
need to learn something never changes in this mutating reality.
One day, I wrote
another letter saying I was so disappointed about my dream –rather, the way reality
had crushed it– that I could not stand living it anymore. Not knowing how it had
happened, or even worse, having lost my own being, my inner strength, I decided it
was time to leave, move on, and find happiness elsewhere.
I am.
Life is a patient teacher and it shows us what we do not want to see over and over
until we learn the lesson.
Crisis did not finish with my resign. It haunted me because I
needed to find a way to rebuild who I was. It took me some time to understand what
had happened, how my own blindness had misguided and taken me to a place where
I did not completely belong.
I am.
Life never hesitates on allowing us to fall down because we were designed not to
be defeated and dark, but to go up and shine.
Little by little my heart came from a cold
and judgmental scheme to a warm and open existence. Shown how nobody is
flawless, my heart could feel real hope, love, faith... I sang my song again.
I am.
Life is all about being open, thankful, loving and over all: happy. When rainy days
come, golden days follow
. Noticing this endless cycle helped me acknowledge my
own existence as a continuous flowing. I again felt called to flow along with the whole
universe in the same eternal song.
I am.
Life is all those people who share dreams and intentions with us, who walk with us
for a while on the same road, and later walk away on their own paths, leaving us
forever
. Suddenly, people became the perfect way by which life showed me I was
alive, I had something to give away, to share, to spread. Without the other, we are not.
Thankfulness for all those who had walked with me flooded my heart as a balm.
I am.
Life is a powerful calling for love
. One day, I wrote one more letter. This time,
having surrendered my soul to the mightiest force –love– all my being was urged to
reply and say, “Here I am” because I have been loved. This experience reoriented my
existence and got me to cheerfully embrace an adventure I truly ignore in detail, but I
want to live for.
I am.
Life is circular
. Here I am. Living a dream I had refused some time ago. I am
thankful for all those experiences which helped me open my heart to Life. I want to give
myself and tear my heart so everyone can fit in. Even when it looks like the same place,
everything is new, it has been renewed and aged at once. It astonishes me.
I am.
Life is.