ANOTHER CYCLE, ANOTHER PERSPECTIVE

The picture belong to a Nepenthes x Ventrata

I died a mineral, and became a plant. I died a plant and rose an animal. I died an animal and I was man. Why should I fear When was I less by dying.

Jalal ud-Din Rumi

PLAY THE MUSIC

The music has been with us since the beginning of our existence. And as we have evolved, so has the music made ​​at the same time, acquiring different meanings throughout history. I marvel at the influence that music has on our minds. Is able to excite and motivate us or make us mourn. Whatever the case, the therapeutic power exercised by the music in us is indisputable. Writing about it, I immediately popped into my head, Masaru Emoto and his book "the hidden message of water." To summarize for those who do not know who this man is, after several experiments, concluded that music and thoughts affect water, causing it to crystallize in harmony, when water is subjected to classical music or sweet melodies and quite the opposite when water is subjected to heavy metal or treated so hateful.

I personally believe in it and I wonder, if we are 60% water and we add to this that we are energy, how it affects the music we listen

and thoughts that awakens in us?.

In the photo, my headphones ... my preferred way of listening to music <3

PP In most of the clothing stores put music in restaurants and supermarkets as well, something will be :).

THE STORY

There are many stories to tell, could choose from hundreds or thousands of stories. But today I want to tell the story of my life watching this from a spiritual side (in a very abbreviated form). From how I began to delve into this philosophy of life, until today.

Well, it all started many years ago, when Zena told me she practiced Reiki and explained in a very simple way what it was. In those days my concept of spirituality was very basic, believed that spirituality was only related to religion and that gave me certain rejection, as associated with war, power and manipulation, not ceasing to be another sect. Needless to say about Reiki, I had no idea, but I got curious and that's when I started digging. Remember that the Internet was in diapers and could only access to the network in some libraries or at school, whenever I could, I started to search everything about Reiki and if anyone on the island that could initiate me, but all my attempts were in vain, as I say Internet was in a very early stage and there was almost no information about it and what little was found in English or did not convince me.

Some years later things have remained the same, until it suddenly started to get to me all the information I needed to know, I saw brochures in the bus stops, I started meeting people who had contact with Reiki, see articles in magazines but I never had the time, I was studying and had no means. Courses are taught in other islands or the mainland. I gave up with someone here on the island who agreed to initiate me. I remember I was extremely excited and could hardly sleep the night before, after that day, I realized that spirituality was something deeper, more personal, I had found the key that would open the door to self-knowledge and healing. I started working my side most forgotten and I immersed myself in meditation. Over time I changed and began to see the world and myself from another perspective. Today, I feel like a new person and my inner work has become one of my priorities. 

In a society that makes us believe that love is something silly and good for nothing, it is very difficult to express what you feel without being looked at like a freak. And not to mention when talking about spirituality in the broadest sense of the word. That's when everyone says you've gone completely mad.

In a world where everything has to be scientifically proved, measured, cataloged and labeled. So where is the essence that makes us human?

P. D. In the picture I tried to capture the duality between the brightest part of my conscious being (for this reason I have one eye open), compared to the least explored part of my being, completely covered by a blindfold.

PSYCHO

No reason. No one really runs away from anything. It's like a private trap, that holds us in like a prison. You know what I think? That I think we're all in our private traps, clamped in them, and none of us can ever get out. We scratch and we claw, but only at the air, only at each other, and for all of it, we never budge an inch.

Norman Bates (Anthony Perkins)