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.