The Lady Counselor
I don’t know if it’s good to think or not anymore, I love to think, now I’m doing it, but I think it’s overrated, it gives a headache and causes pain in the heart.
When I am overwhelmed with thoughts I put on YouTube The Wolf’s Song, a Nordic lullaby “Ronja Rövardotter” written by Astrid Lindgren. I love the version of –Jonna JintonI recommend it, it is as if closing my eyes transported me to a past of freedom, a past that I cannot understand but that is still latent in my spirit and beats beautiful within my being every time the world drowns me, with every howl I feel melancholy of a silent and simple world.
People are full of discomfort, and even I sometimes let myself be carried away by that feeling of suffocation, but then I understand that if I stop giving importance to whoever causes me that discomfort, everything vanishes, disappears in a dark cloud and moves with its rain to another place. I have understood that it doesn’t matter where I am if I am who I want to be with, I have understood that life can change in a second, that customs are absurd safety nets that people cling to to feel that they have their lives under control, and I have understood that, many times you can transform the tears of another into laughter, if you propose it, because I don’t care what they think, I don’t care if they try to stick daggers into me, because daggers don’t hurt if you are clear about your preferences in life .
Could you say that I am happy? Definitely yes, happiness is made up of wonderful moments full of laughter, happiness is a warm hug from my daughter and a sweet message from my son, happiness is dancing down the street recording a Tik Tok or joking with co-workers, happiness is knowing that my husband continues to love me with my crazy things and my family will always be there for whatever it takes.
But I also think that happiness lies in being able to feel and express feelings as we want to; if we need to cry why not do it? why is it so taboo? We have the right to cry when we feel like it and to continue to miss those loved ones who left, because human beings are increasing the wounds over the years, that is where the learning of the soul lies, not pretending that we have erased our wounds, but in accepting them and moving on with them.
So don’t wish you were somewhere else, don’t wish you were someone else, don’t wish what others have, because if you look around you, you will understand that life gives you the opportunity to turn what surrounds you into something beautiful.
A small flower is no less important than a hundred-year-old tree, life travels through both, and both have been born from our mother Earth, let’s not cut down the tree or pluck the flower, because both can live in this world without turning off the light of the other.
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