Learning from Stumbles

  LEARNING FROM STUMBLES

I follow your vision, imagining your points and reflections that have brought you here. When I speak of looking at the past, it is always with a gaze of learning. If I fell and stumbled on the ground, I learn to pay more attention and to observe where I tread.

This is the lesson I take from something in the past, carrying it into the present, thus altering my future. Otherwise, I will keep stumbling, blaming heaven or hell for not realizing and not learning from my actions in the present or the past.

I do not believe that anything happens without a reason, but our consciousness becomes clearer when we take significant steps toward the light and knowledge.

I may make mistakes in the present out of ignorance, but life will show us the right path we should or should have walked, and it is up to us to accept the change, even if it is painful at first, for we carry within us experiences from various and diverse existences. Morality is born and reborn from within, and external influences also bombard us.

The condition of being human is noble and special, and not everyone is aware of this. Even if teachings are lacking initially, there will still be paths to understanding and comprehension. Such events will gradually unfold until they become clear and capable of real change and transformation.

And yes, we will carry scars until we no longer need them. Until we reach true realization and peace. It may seem very "imaginative" or "unreal," but these are all constructions we make and submit to now, to achieve a fruitful and peaceful future.

When I say and realize, when I speak and also explain, I come through words, explaining also with my actions. For it is in the stumbles of life that I learn valuable lessons. Even if my hands bleed, even if my body falls to the ground, I will know how to rise and learn to pay attention. 

For is this not the precious teaching, to learn from my mistakes and successes until I find harmony? In my condition as a human being, I must realize my being to let the human flourish. For we have the melody, and with the sensitivity of life, we acquire the lyrics for the song, and I must sing with my heart, thus realizing the existential purpose of intuition and sharing what I have and what life is inviting me to be.