A phrase of inspiration

The only thing preventing us from living in peace and harmony is our limited idea that we can’t do it

A Midwinter Night’s Dream

It was one night in the middle of December when he came in from the dark totally unexpectedly, he walked towards the mountain without any plan, asking for simple things and the mountain was able to answer and provide.

He seemed to be another passerby but something about him was different, he did not plan to be there in the first place and I certainly did not plan to meet him, yet we were both in the same remote mountain north of the island at the exact same time.

I had been doing pretty well staying quiet and planned to keep it that way, but funny enough, the universe had other plans.

As time passed I noticed how almost conceidedly he revealed hints of his secret mission, after his interactions with the people around, he always came back to this subtle space where his focus and vibration were deeper, in line with something certainly important.

There was a halo of mystery around him and no one really seemed to be able to read him thoroughly, he was good at passing unnoticed, even though he was not hiding his powers, a warm heart and sincere smile were his trademark and he would always have them available for everyone. Who was this unordinary man?

As much as I developed the idea to not find out who he was, there seemed to be no place I could run to, for some reason and without any intention we often found each other time and time again. At this point I understood it was time to accept whatever it was this new lesson would be about.

So I watched him standing on the top of the mountain one evening as the sun went down and the sky played a song of intense purple, blue and golden lights in tune with the cold air that caressed my skin. He was looking over the island and the valley, the sea, even the snowed giant peak were looking back at him; suddenly the image revealed before me, the intuition was right, in thruth he was more than just a passerby, he was what the world longed for…he was a superhero…and he brought with him the firm purpose to create a better world for all of us.

I felt grateful for the opportunity to see beyond the surface and discover how transformation and courage really are all around us, we just have to take a moment to learn how to see.

The thought came to me about how human beings want to be happy and avoid suffering. Everywhere people want to experience a good life and live in peace, how little do we understand about the power to create this reality for ourselves and others! But superheroes understand it and they do even more than that, they use this power to create a different reality, they are the daring.

The power of giving is inside each person, yet it is very rare to fnd the one that with full ownership of this power decides to dedicate his time and energy to the benefit of the world and all other living beings in a concrete and practical way that impacts humanity in real time.

That is why superheroes must keep the mystery and preserve their energy, they can’t give it away to just anyone because it’s precious and can’t be wasted, even if they want to shout it out, the world has proven not to always be ready to embrace this way of being.

The life of a superhero is a lonely journey, they are often misunderstood and taken for fools, humans are eager to not believe in them and enjoy scrutinizing them, they give them nicknames like romantics and idealists and they secretly fear them. But a superhero is strong, with undermined will to carry on and change the world.

The superhero lives from pure intention, through great effort and focus his power grows, he doesn’t know how to give up, he will keep going and because of this, he will succeed.

The one I met had a strong and magnetic presence, he was fearless and so was I, inevitably we were drawn to share the same time and space for a lapse of time that seemed only like a short dream, during this time I discovered that for him being a superhero came effortlessly, his nature shined through him, he couldn’t help it and he didn’t intend to, nevertheless he stayed alert and open to learn, eager to discover more and more, he experienced the world with purity and remained committed to the understanding that we are not in this wolrd to take anything, we are here  to give and to create something bigger than ourselves.

He’s got the power of great insight, of understanding meanings beyond appearance and the power to let go and flow like the river into the ocean, he practices kindness all the time and remains authentic, expressing his true feelings and recognizing what he needs when he needs it. He has got the power of vision to build upon what is not yet there and to trust when everyone else doubts.

His courage inspires me to take bigger risks and be guided not only by my heart but by my purpose.

He vibrates in a different frequency and after giving this energy to the world he is ready to continue his journey, he takes pleasure in walking along the road sliently with all this attributes and skills packed inside a bag, out of sight, he watches over the island with longing and the firm purpose to never stop moving.

He will change the world…and I will always remember that midwinter night’s dream.

What’s left of another year

Christmas time, it’s foggy and misty outside and I feel that it is my duty as a writer to be inspired by the season and write something meaningful while I sip from a cup of hot chocolate in front of me.

However what I want to say is nothing new or christmasy. I just want to take a couple of minutes to share how grateful I am for this precious journey of life, everyday is truly a gift and an opportunity to create a positive impact.

In spite of all the things that are backwards in this world, in spite of this huge need for human beings to kill everything and everyone around them just to feel “superior”, I find the space to be thankful because I know that each day the chance for change is reborn.

I am thankful for the people that choose peace over violence everyday, for the people that look inside themselves to find true happiness instead of hoping to reach it someday, for the people that have opened their eyes and don’t settle for the current model of society a few are selling, I am thankful for all of those who listen to their hearts, spread their wings and fly.

The end of the year brings the countdown and remembrance of accomplishments and the new goals for the year to come, would it be possible to include one action to benefit all other living beings in this long list full of self-satisfying delusions?

Wouldn’t it be great to count down how many lives we served and how we helped to eradicate violence, hate, hunger, war, corruption, abuse, environmental devastation?

This human life is so precious that we have the opportunity to create our own reality and help those who are not in the circumstances to do so.

What if instead of supporting the destroyers of Earth buying all of this things and ideas that we don’t need we used that energy and that money in a practical way to actually change the world?

Walk more, drive less, meditate and treat others with kindness, acknowledge how important and kind others are, treat the world with respect and realize it’s possible to share.

Stop identifying yourself with one religion and one country, understand that we are all human, we are all important and we all want the same thing: love.

All living beings deserve the same freedom and respect as you think you deserve, it’s time to stop the violence towards our planet… we have the power to change the world what number of year are we waiting for to begin?

-K

Lights at night in a park in Mexico

I always like to go to this place called “Parque Las Palapas” in Cancun, it’s a place for gathering of families and it just reminds me of the town part of Cancun, it’s a very local place, opposite to the hotel zone and beaches, makes a lot of contrast and I like it because I common elements to mexican culture in different parts of the country like Mexico City or Chiapas, there is always this folklore represented in bright colors and lights.

Nights in the town are like traveling in time, like going back to a time when everyone gathered at the square and enjoyed the time and the place, there’s people selling food, a local church, kids playing, families, crafts for sale, groups gathering to read and write, music playing at restaurants close by.

I guess there’s a place like that in every corner of the world, so I’m glad to share this one.

A cart selling lamps crafted for decoration
 
 
A cart selling all sorts of rosaries in different colors and materials
 
A food cart selling the local version of a crêpe “Marquesita” and next to it a cart selling food that reads “Super Churros Santos” next to the church.
 

I like the way that because they are next to the church they use creative names like that “Super Holy Snacks” translation for Super Churros Santos.

by: Kristina Guerrero