When you look up and down

When you look up and down, and come to the realization that life offers you several options, but circumstances shape and force you into just a few of them, it is not until then, that you are able to figure your destiny according to plan, or to make a plan at least.

Life can be described in many different ways. I think that the recipe has a few key ingredients, such as luck, desires, wishes, needs, and moreover, what some people call motivation, but I prefer to identify as determination.

Attitude is just the mask that we put to our actions, whether good or bad, they don’t always represent the reality of what attitude is supposed to portrait: Emotions.

Emotions on the other hand are the first thing we learn to shade and shield. Emotions make us vulnerable, weak, innocent, charming, angry, happy, loving, silly, senseless, idiots. Emotions make us young, and most of the times naïve.

The simplicity of the complexity of life is truly overwhelming. People write about the different aspects that shape the principles of living. They worship the failures; Love the vulnerabilities offered by our inexperience, that rich inexperience that in my perspective, makes us charming, desirable and willing.

Life can be described in many different ways; to me, it is a journey, where the point of living is about the little things that can secretly scratch a smile out of your system. The pleasures you enjoy from the inside, that piece of music, that group of words, the look of the eyes of people in pictures, the tiny senses that we choose to ignore.

The journey can be unacknowledged, leaving us living life like objects live in a house, mere spectators of the passing life, unable to interact, to tell a story, and more importantly, to create one. Anyone can create anecdotes, but just those lucky enough to discover the beauty of living in the simple things, can truly create the canvas for stories; with a beginning, a core, and an end.

These stories, sometimes are sad, sometimes are dull, a few times happy, and as we grow, they tend to be loaded with sarcasm, that just shields those emotions that we have chosen to keep far from everybody, including ourselves. Then it is when it hit us, we become perfect strangers to ourselves, writing stories that are dictated by our fears, rather than by out true emotions, with the fake kind inspiration.

When life gets too real, we stop learning to be inspired, and start learning to create expectations based on the superficial basis of necessity and ambition; ambition that you can purchase on sale on the nearest Costco.

Changing the rhythm, the sounds, the scripts, the stories, the emotions, the sarcasm, the journey, the life… making it simple, living the today, getting what we need, stopping for a second to breathe, to take a deep breath, and to observe. Looking around us and allowing each of the little sources of inspiration feed that forgotten vitality that we have the honor to own: our souls.

One word can change a poem, one idea can change a song, one motto can change a story, and a different perspective, can create a life instead of changing it.

This is the rhapsody of what I believe life is all about. Use it or throw it, but there is only one way to understand it; you have to share it.

Life is simple… as simple as an atom, and yet, so undecipherable and complex, just like the thoughts we have when our life demands an upgrade…. And that so many of us, choose to ignore.