ACCEPTANCE, TRUST & LOVE

Acceptance, Trust & Love.

These are the three main ingredients for my healing potion. I have been looking everywhere for them. Sometimes they are so hard to find. In Alchemy these precious elements are scarce and you must look for them with caution. And when you find them, you should rejoice. You now have in your hands, for a split second, the best ingredients for your healing potion. I wonder if this potion is meant to be taken before we are ill. I wonder if it’s balanced. I second guess the portions for it to be potent and pleasant. Would it work?

In science, things have an explanation. There’s a force of energy that makes things move and function. And in this energy science lives. For centuries, humans have been witnessing the movement of this energy. How it transforms and destroys. Too much is not a good thing. Too little and it wont ignite. But our curiosity is vast. Our brains have been evolving, getting hungry for information. All the books that have been written, all the stories we have heard. Hypothesis unexplained. Questions rising. The news, always shouting information to our ears. Day after day, intricate data, gathered and shared. Specialists with temporary solutions. Inexplicable results. And yet, we seem to adapt, to all this chaos. We are survivors. We are adaptable beings. We observe the past, and hope the future doesn’t repeat it. But we are creators, and we thrive with control and power. Each mind working alone. Only to realize, that our truth is very subjective. Cause everyone’s truth is also a truth. So what to believe?

I am learning. I am observing. I am accepting. I am imperfect. I am a human. These affirmations are my truth. The only truth I can live with. The only truth I can and cannot control. Because in this realm, the truth is: everything is changing. The truth is that our energy is constantly moving in so many different places. The truth is, I don’t know anything. I just assume it will work. I assume it’s the right information. I assume my fellow humans are doing their work of following their truth, so I can live and work with mine. There is where Hope lives.

Hope is where creativity happens. It’s the power and energy behind the most magnificent discoveries and creations. Hope is the silent cure for any pain. It has an immeasurable value. It’s a virtue to treasure. Hope enlightens the darkest moments of our existence. But living in hope means we are living in a constant better future state. It hasn’t happened so it’s still unreached. What if we can change this hope to reality. By simply believing.

Seeing is believing, they say. I want to become a better observer. I need to see with my eyes, and see with my soul, and see with my heart, and see with my mind. Observe quietly. Feel while observing. What is troubling my peace? What disturbs my calm? What is making so much noise? I breathe. I inhale oxygen, I exhale CO2. I bring the elements that keep me alive in this planet, I exhale what I don’t need. So simple. So calming. Yet I don’t have to be aware of how it works, and how it’s happening, I just trust.


What a simple thought. I trust that I will take another breath. I trust that my body is keeping me alive. I trust. I would love to trust more. I Love when things surprise me. I love when life is good and happy. I love when I stand back up on my feet after I fall. I love that I can talk about my pain after a while. I love that my heart and mind are healing. I love that I am not alone walking through this planet. I love that I am aware that there is something bigger than me and life, and it sustains me. I love my blessings.

My brother once said, if I live in my head most of the time, why not make it a better place to be. So I took his advice. And I have been decorating. I move things around so I can move more freely in there. With a better flow. I have chests full of beautiful memories, and at times I like to sit down and go through them. They always put a smile on my face and warmth in my heart. But I also have heavy trunks with heavy memories. Those sometimes get opened, not sure why. All I know is I look at them and they make me shiver, and feel so sad, and they put so much pain and weight on my heart. I know they live there in my beautiful space, I can’t get rid of them. All I have to do is remember I do have the strength to close them. Some days, I choose to put things on top of those trunks, like flowers. Like I once conversed with my daughter, it’s like a Ghibli animation. Some keys open doors where there are green hills with beautiful flowers. Some other ones open doors with dark and obscure wars inside.

I have the power to create. I was given free will, a brain, a body, a heart. All of these gifts, so unique, and special. So powerful. How miraculous our body works in silence so that we can focus our energy on creating. How responsible we should be. Given this incredible gifts. And yet, some days, we don’t have the energy to use them. We get the clouds in our head, the pain that resurfaces and lingers. The spiral thoughts that immobilize our actions. Because we are only human. We are supposed to feel pain, and anguish, and loneliness and sadness. If we wouldn’t feel all these, how would we know what the opposite is? How could we possibly feel the wonders of “Calm” feeling. The wonders of “Love” feeling. The wonders of “Trust” feeling. So let’s let it all be. Be human.

Facing adversity gives us the energy to propel ourselves. It can move you forward, but it can take you back. It’s up to us to choose direction. It’s up to us to ground ourselves, be brave and face it. Look at adversity straight to the face. And go through the feelings. All of them, no fear. They will pass. You will trust. You will succeed. And you are not alone. And like my dear Abuelita always said -“This too shall pass”.