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Troubled Feelings
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She feels the shivers that run down her back and an inevitable gesture makes her touch the skin of her neck, as if to safeguard our most vital part, half as a way of survival to breathe, half as a way of wanting to find that beautiful place that sometimes hurts and that…we call it…sweetly…Soul.
Sitting in the middle of nowhere, in a lost place, a little confused, with mixed feelings, she feels her heartbeat speeding up. The little leaves ring like bells in her ears, and the place is revealed to be full of life, a sweet life, running its course slowly and silently.
Lost, she tries to find her place, her home. And she finds only doubts. Where is her place? Where does her heart fit in, her way of doing things, her way of being? ... and in that uncertainty and search, she fills her suitcase with some clothes, some dear things to take with her.
After wandering around for a while, she arrived at that beautiful place, which seemed to inevitably attract her with incredible force. Sitting there in her suitcase, felt how her environment communicated with her, how was it communicating? Neither physics nor chemistry were going to explain it. It was a very close and vital union, which had always existed, between that incredible nature and people.
There, leaves sang, chimed, and the robust tree hugged her, not letting her escape being confused. The wall stopped her crazy wandering too. In that place, she realized that our being, our home, our essence goes with ourselves, we don't need suitcases, or places to get to.
“The best is within us”, stored preciously as bees would store their jelly or honey. Day after day, year after year… as long as we are alive in this beautiful Earth, “we are a treasure”. The suitcase is within us, our history too, our treasure.
At that moment she realized that she only needed to breathe, fill her lungs and her body with the essence of that place and she knew that she would leave without any suitcase. She didn't need it at all. We're leaving without any luggage.
The best was already inside her.
“The best is what we are, how we love ourselves and others and what we think of ourselves”. There in that place she woke up her heart.
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