Showing posts with label identity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label identity. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

DAY 6 THE HANDS



The hands are part of our identity, not only because it can identify through them, but because behind every hand there is a story waiting to be discovered.

Depending on how damaged they are, those hands can tell us if that person has worked hard, in some cases even to figure out what kind of job has or had that person and even can give us clues about the personality of their "owners".

If the eyes are the mirror of the soul, the hands are the "creators" of our world as we know it, were in charge of painting, to hold, to write, to caress and even show us that we can also speak without words.

Thus, agreements such as covenants and future friends, as well as reconciliations or dismissed are sealed with a handshake, but also use them to show empathy and shared accomplishments, even the most effusive and spontaneous celebrate it "bumping those five".
But they also allowed us to defend and protect.

What I can say from my hand?, I think it's one of the few parts of my body that I have not abused, the reason is simple, it is a body part that is always exposed to prying eyes and working facing the public their care and image are essential.

I accept my hands, but I apologize for the damage received and for all that they may receive in the future.

Thank hands, for allowing me to write this text!

What stories hide your hands?



-I love my hands and accept them without prejudice. -

Sunday, October 6, 2013

DAY 2 - BACK TO MY ROOTS





Today is a new day, a new opportunity to continue learning and further deepen my inner world.

On the second day I will start working my acceptance on my physical body, not being complexed of my body and not see me with many defects. Although it seems that I have controlled, there is always some situation that is testing me again and makes me see that I have to be patient and work a little harder on my self esteem, which is intrinsically linked to acceptance.

But why is it so difficult to accept me as I am, what really stops me?
I find it so difficult in part because, I started to forget who I was already, losing my innocence. I'm still keeping my name, my last name, but there's something I have not yet managed to see. I mean my true identity, my essence.

Who am I really, is why I see myself like a stranger and don’t accept what don’t like about my body and so I have to rediscover myself, to finally accept me?

On the other hand I find it difficult to begin to accept me because I am still not 100% aware that I have to change my attitude. I am aware at times, the rest of the day I'm with the autopilot engaged and forget my purpose again.

("When this happens it's as if the emission was cut and my mind is filled with white noise")

I'm sure the change begins on me and it's me that has to change, to have a different attitude towards life, is my attitude that counts, it's me who has to change not the rest of the world.

-I love as I am without prejudice-