Why are animals that important? What is the big deal with this day. Honestly??? Nothing and everything!

Nothing, for people that do not care who or what they share their lifes with. Since for many, animals are just meat or entertainment, and those will not think on this day as something to be of an importance or something to cheer about.

Everything, for people who will recognize what animals are in their lifes (not just as food) and for that they will celebrate, respecting and loving, wishing and dreaming, what they mean to them. 

On this day I would like to share a though, and idea, a meditation, a dream. 

What are animals? What are we? The same and one I would say. The opposite and living appart I would also say. 

In my life I always lived with animals, only for a brief periode of time (6 months of my life) I did not live with an animal around me. And for those 6 months I only have to say that they were a bliss and the worst days of all.

We take everything for granted in our lifes. And rarely we think that way, that nothing is fr granted, or if we do, easily we forget. And that is amazing in the human heads. How easily we forget things and live life without thinking on the impact we have in the world around us. 

Not with the animals, they do not take their lifes for granted. It is quite the opposite. Everyday they are grateful for what they have, even if it is a very bad condition (unfortunatly), they are patient and kind. They are love in the living form. Is it strange to think about them like this? Maybe so, maybe not..

So here it comes... For some minutes on this day, sit quietly where you can relaxe and not be disturbed. 

Think about an animal that you like (domestic or wild one) and then enter in his life. Try to see the world with his eyes, hear with his ears, touch with his body, talk with his mouth, and feel with his heart.  Try it for as long as you can.

After, you can write it down in a piece of paper. And put the paper somewhere, and you can read it whenever you want. 

It is a simple exercice. It can make you feel something different or not. Is an experience and everyone lives it in different ways and feels it differently too. 

It is curious to understand which animal you chose, and what you experienced by being him. It touches in the heart and soul. And it may also make you understand and know things about yourself that you did not know or did not give word or voice to before. 

In the end I would also like to say that the animal day is everyday of the year, and it is also our day. We are different and alike, we are one and the same. If you respect them you are respecting your own life and yourself. 

What tomorrow will bring...

In the arms of an angel we seek

What we lost and loved

In the arms of an angel we dream

About clouds and light

In the arms of an angel we hope

That we will fix what is broken

In the arms of an angel we cry

and give voice to what we cannot say out loud

In the ilusion we believe in a world

In the reality the suffering is there and cannot be shut

I seek, I dream, I hope and I cry

for words not said

for feelings that are breaking my heart

for pieces shattered by pain

for something that may not be there anymore

for something that will always be the other half...

What we seek, dream, hope and cry for...

Is as real as the sunshine

There is nothing that can break it

but still... the pain is learning

the pain is a growing of souls and spirit

the pain is what is needed to understand

that a half is always part of a whole

and the whole is one... even if broken!

The sun was shining and the hearts were happy. When the eyes made contact with the bee, they weren't sure to what to do. The bee was sad and hurt, and she walked as if she wasn't sure where to go. The bee was runing away from the plants behind, that could offer her some protection, she was walking in the direction of the water, sea water... 

She gets up and grabs a shelf to help the bee, but it is to small, and the bee was scared already. And then she grabed a cap, and helped the bee to jump to the protection given to her. The bee understood, she walked to the cap, and she started right away to clean herself.

"Too much salt... The sand was not helping... My wings are stuck and very dry... I cannot fly... " 

"You can stay here as long as you want... Would you want me to put you on the top of a plant?"

"A few more minutes and yes..."

So the bee cleaned herself, and after a while she put the bee on the top of a plant, where the bee kept cleaning herself, happy for been given an opportunity. 

The bee stayed there for 20 minutes, cleaning her wings, refreshing her soul and trying to calm down from the evident death that she was going through. 

She started to fly, and made a turn around her saying thanks... And off she went... With the promisse of a renewed life...

You are lost in your world

Everything you believe in and lived by are gone

You are alone and on your own

An emptiness fill places on the soul

where there should be love, joy and hope

They are gone... lost in the deep

There is something you can feel

A pain so strong that makes you disconnected

from yourself and others

There is nothing inside, nothing to feel

Nothing to hope or to love

Everything is gone...

The hand starts moving...

Your body wants to follow it

but your mind says no... it is good to just stand still

Your arm moves on the opposit way

and in a heart beat is pulling the rest of you

Your legs are moving, faster and faster

Your run... and run... and run...

At the top of the street you look back 

It does not make sense to go back

Is good to feel the wind... to move your body... 

To breath fresh air... 

You look ahead of you... there is something...

You run again to reach it...

In a moment ideas, visions and projects are shaped...

"Look to the trees!"

"What is in the trees? They are naked... With no leaves..."

"Look closer! They are growing... There is greens, and whites, and reds, and..."

"I can't do this now, we have to keep walking, to the highest point."

"What is the point of going, if you are not seeing? Is almost the same as if you were doing nothing... Sometimes you are boring..."

"I am exercicing... It is hard to climb..."

"Is not that high... And if you don't see the beauty around you... Why does it matter if you are in shape or not?"

"What happens if I don't see it? The others are in the top already..."

"So? I just wanted to see the colours..."

"Whatever..."

In the top they see a big lake. In the lake there is a boat sailing...

"Look the boat!"

"Look the wind... and the magic around you..."

"Yes, but the people inside the boat must be having a good time, in complete solitude and relaxing..."

"So you can do it also... You are in the top, and now you are dreaming how it would be if you were down? You don't ever have a rest do you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Let's just put a leg up for example..." and the leg goes up.

"What is the point? Everyone is looking at us... Stop with that..."

"Yes! They are looking at us, but they are smilling, they are looking to a woman putting a leg up just for fun, and they are happy about it..." 

And she looks... and realizes that is true...

"Let's go to the swing... I miss it... Remember when we swing some years back?"

"I do remember... I was very happy in that time..."

"Why aren't you now?"

"I am happy now, but we grew up, and things are not so simple anymore..."

"Yes they are... Come with me... let's swing... and swing... up and down... push... close your eyes and feel the wind... and the sounds... and yourself..."

And she does it... She is smiling in the beggining, and then she is laughing... With her eyes closed she trusts and enjoys the moment! When she opens her eyes, everyone is laughing with her... 

"Life can be simple if you close your eyes and let go, when you open them again you can see the world around you differently... but the difference is in you only and in the way you want to look at it! And then it is contagious..."

What would you do if nothing that we know disappears? 

First thought is that is nonsense, nothing will disappear, we still have forests in Africa, or in America, or even a little piece of land with two trees in our backyard. So we are done... We still have much... We still have all of it and the better part is, we are the ones to control it. If we want we cut trees, or burn a forest, or kill animals for their tooth, fur or ivory, destroy an entire fauna and flora to build cities or just a nuclear station... We can do so... We can destroy so much...

But then... nothing that we take can be restored... not exactly like this, but if we take millions of acres, of course that it is very difficult to restore it, especially when this process takes hundreds of years, and of course it is more importante to scream with our neighbour or kill others than plant a tree, respect the ones with whom we share this planet or give another possibility to a new life.

I am hurt... I also hurt... and for that I am hurt... we all live in a hippocratic world, where our well being and materialism is above all the rest... with no second thoughts about who and what we hurt on the way...

But now she is taking back what it was taken from her... 

"Yes? Are you looking for something?"

The boy kept standing and looking very concentrated to the trees.

He got close to one of them and touched it... Looked up and could see and feel the sun light playing with the branches. His father went near him and ask him again. "Are you looking for something?"

The cold and darkness are behind us, the days are longer by the day. After three months of snow and hibernation, comes the light and colours, the sun and smells... It is time to wake up and get out of the house, enjoy and be part of the changes around.

It is a great occasion to plant some seeds and tender them during the next weeks until they grow. Open the window and let the air, light and smell fill the air around, let it in in the house and in your heart.

Are you ready for me?

Are you ready at all? 

It is time now... It is exposure time...

Take off the masks... 

Are you ready to accept yourself? 

"My whole world is a bubble… I live inside a bubble… What I breathe is knowledge... My actions are in dreams... My aspiration is imagination... My body... is broken... has no activity, desires or motivation... 

I live in a bubble... and life passes by me... all other people’s lives pass through me running and I just watch... my lips are sealed and my mind is dormant... Only in my dreams I react, is my waking world, my reality and my safe harbour... a place where there are no boundaries, hunger, thirst... instead there are behaviours, feelings, thoughts, actions and growing... this is how I live inside the bubble...

I live in a bubble... How should I wake up from this? How should I get free from the bubble? Every time I try it, another bubble is formed around me... another world is created... What is real or illusion I cannot know... If I am awake or dreaming is impossible to discern... 

I live in a bubble... and there is no way to run from it... it chases me, and if not I hunt it, until I am inside again... 

I live in a bubble... where dreams and reality are one... where I have several personalities, facets, bodies and only one spirit... My destination is one and one only...

I live in a bubble... outside there is a world of anger and fear... I am scared to come out and I am scared to be like them... all of them...

I live in a bubble... and here the only thing I can find is me... and all other people’s wishes, hopes... and hearts... 

I live in a bubble... colours splash in front of me... outside is dark and cold... inside the colours make my world warmer and bright...

I live in a bubble... and the bubble lives in me... and in this world the only reality is hope and love!"

In dedication to a loved one...

Another turn of the wheel

when a soul is least expecting

the darkest of times are passing

the ilusions and anguish are fading!

another light is rising

different perspectives are coming...

the voice is strong with the warm

and the heart is beating faster by the day

the feeling of food and nourishment,

water, air and earth together...

fire around the life, who is waking from her long sleep!

In a society controlled by fear and devastation, where some values are almost forgotten and life is ruled by money and power, where can thy find the way? Where can thy find the courage to be and live? 

Which excuse will thy give to his heart when it is not followed? Can thy get hurt? Can thy still live a full life? 

The obstacles that thy find in their way come to test thy with the most difficult of learnings. But once they are learned, they will be difficult to let go. With a great learning and development come a great responsability and pain, but also a great love and happyness. There is no way to run from it, and if thy runs thy heart is broken, and thy lives an half life...

The caress of a new book feels the air... It is on the table looking forward to be picked as the next in line...

There was a  book given to me by my sister... I have it for more than one month, but only now I was able to start reading it... and I did not stop until I finished it...

Books are sacred... I believe I have said this before in some other post... they are a companion and sometimes (if not always) a best friend... But mostly they are a flirt, a passion and a lover... The feeling of starting a new book, is like starting a new relationship... new people in our lives... we laught and we cry with then... we hope and we despair with them... and in the end we miss them...

Books give us a different world of different realities... 

Books breath knowledge and learning

Books feel stories, myths and history

Books are shadows and projections of us

Books do create life...

When the sun comes down a new life, a parallel life, happens.

Is not that this life does not happen in the day light, it does, but our senses are not so open... at night, we are alert, we are awake.

Is just like the animals, at night they are awake, aware of their surroundings and conscious of several dangers. They would rest but not a quiet rest.

And so we are all the same... but now we have houses, beds, the feeling of protection and so we sleep. An entire night of sleep… or not...  our spirit and soul (or unconscious if it is a better notion) are still aware, and we can see it by our dreams or when we wake up in the next day more tired than when we went to sleep.
We are visited by all the beings that we do not see or look during the day, so they come to us at night… giving us some awareness even if we do not remember it in the morning after… we dream with animals, with the elements, with trees and plants, with rocks and water…

There are some common dreams… we are flying… we are falling from a big rock or mountain… we are surrounded by fire… we are together with animals, they tell us something and give us signals that most of the time we do not recognize or understand… we meet people from our pass, present and future because we need answers, closure, acceptance or understanding… we are free… we also dream with what we do not have or we wish for... with the pass, present and future...

Why is that? A way to show us how it could be? The way we feel if we had it in our lives!

Or when we are outside in the night, and every sound and movement are bigger than we had imagined… The fear takes over... the courage resists to it... and we give steps in the darkness… to the unknown… Everything happens with the porpoise of making us awake to another reality… and not to fall in the waters of the forgetting and memories…

The gift of memories, remembering, dreams, ideas... 

The night… the moon… the stars… what would be of us without them and without their impact?

Today I would like to leave a message from others...  They are from this world and were here way before any of us were born... They live among us... They are everywhere...

I was thinking about my day, in people dynamics, and in how it seems that everyone knows where to go and to do... Sometimes I feel weird because I just go with the wind and the seasons... I have dreams... I have hopes... and plans... but when I look around, it seems different, as if everything was easier to others and not to me... Which is an ilusion...

So, there I was... just walking... and I was thinking about this, feeling sorry about how life is, insted of cherrish it... An emotion took over me... My heart warm up and raced... and then... the voices came...

Way to simple...

More simple than that...

Just because...

We are here

We feel

We grow

We give

We receive

We nurture

We share

We feed

We exist

We warm

We believe

We seed

We knowledge

We are wise

We know all the history

We love...

We suffer...

We love even more...

We are here... and we are the last ones to leave...

This voices... Strong and proud... from some of the Sons of the Earth...

Life will start flourish as the time goes by... as hearts are beating together... as tears are shed with pride... as the sound of the Earth is heard and never forgotten again!