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14 October 2008

Free

It's not easy to be free.
we always try to "jail" our life,
a family becomes always a jail,
work always become a jail,
games always become a jail,
love always becomes a jail.

At the beginning every one of these things seem so nice, so attractive.
And they are, it's how we spoil them, how for fear we "jail" them.

How many times do you see authors or comments of how it would be annoying to have a flat "peace" in our life? This is a trick of the mind, we always escape peace. We escape it by doing so many things in during out day and not a single minute for us, never: if we have nothing to do, we turn on the television, read a book, or post in a blog :)

In Eastern culture, once, meditation was important for the human being; meditation is a moment for ourselves, for having some peace, some deep joy.

Take 2 minutes for yourself, close your eyes , relax and open your body and ask for peace, don't do anything else. Communicate, this is essential. Who to communicate with? Choose what you prefer: in Tai Chi we can say energy. In a religion, they can call it God, Holy Spirit, Christ, Buddha, Maometto, Hallah, Shiva, Krishna. Oh, you can also try with your beloved! You will be surprised how powerful he/she is.
So, after you start to communicate, simply for ask peace and joy. (omg, afterward, don't feel guilty if you feel it! It's a trick of your mind to go back to your normal state.)

Carlo Lopez
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Peace and joy are not annoying. If one goes in them and is not afraid of them, they become greater and greater, like the sea.
Sheila in this beautiful poem describes very well this "endless sea".

"Free" (Because there really wasn't anything else I could name it.)

She woke up today
feeling like a dove,
dancing (flying)
and singing (chirping)
in the breeze over an endless sea.
Sweet freedom.
She wanted to write about it too,
but no words came.
Oh well, she thought,
I have this good feeling
and no one can take it from me,
no one can ruin it for me.
Even if it wasn't on paper,
or blogged about,
or written about in a diary,
or shouted of in the middle of an intersection,
she felt like everyone knew of it.
Who could miss such a brilliant light
shinning so bright within her
that it illuminated the earth with a far, far better light
than even the sun itself could provide.
A far, far better sight
than the constellations could ever hope of becoming.
Yeah, she felt that good.
Have you?
No? Then you should let it go.
What 'it' is, only you know.
Maybe it's whatever you think of when you cry,
or when you feel all hope is lost,
or whatever you think of when you feel it's your fault.
That's the 'it' you need to say goodbye to.
And when you do,
you can join me in song

by kind permission of Sheila “zaphi” Sanchez

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