Thank you for being

Today, through a series of nice coincidencies, i started to read again the Celestine Prophecies and while i was reading it i had this overwhelming moment of grattitude towards Earth. I feel i should be grateful for every single tree and every single flower, for all that is.

I belong to the Earth, the Earth doesn’t belong to me, nor to anyone on this planet, although we choose to act as if we own it. The concept of property itself is almost in contradiction with the fact that we are in the end just small paranthesis in eternity living on this planet that exists since the beginning at time, and will exist long after me and everyone else.

This planet is alive and has an intelligence that goes beyond my awareness. While are all grateful to our mothers, for having us in their womb for 9 month, for nurturing us and taking care of us, we take for granted our being here and all the things we take advantage from our mother Earth. I don’t imagine my life without trees, forests and lakes and i’m grateful for every single tree that comes my way, for all the nature. For its stillness reminds me what i really am and shows me the purity of just being.

We are Earth lings is more appropriate to say than i own this Earth, being humble, respectful and grateful is more appropriate than being possesive, disrespectful and taking eveything for granted. I sometimes think that people avoid to recognize the truth, just because with truth comes responsibility much more than with power comes responsibility.  With truth comes the kind of responsibility that isn’t relative to any circumstances that might feed it, the kind that involves your whole being and everything that you’ll be from this moment on. And what i also think sometimes is that not many people can cope with that kind of responsibility.

Ina, thank you for being

 

In the flesh

Last night i had a very cool dream in which i was wanted very much. After i woke up, i had this feeling in my body for more than half an hour, it connected me to all the moments i felt this. It was like all the lust, the feeling of hunger almost, the shivers that go through all my body, the mind that stucks on smell and touch, the longing, the wanting, all this mixture of love, passion and lust were going through my mind and my body.

It made me think about sexuality,  about how the flesh doesn’t stand just for pleasure and pain, but can be a gate to new worlds, of true connection, expression, belonging. I assume this is one of the things that people could never explain to me, although they knew the feeling. It must be one of those things you have to feel yourself  in order to be able to understand.

I watched my boyfriend sleeping all the while and felt the magic of the space between us.

Ina, hearing secret harmonies

 

Lost

Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.

Ina, stand still and know

 

Je vois la vie en rose

Inside not outside. I make this distinction because i don’t reffer to optimism. I ran into a quote today that explained me better what i mean “Hope is definitely not the same thing as optimism. It is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.”

Je vois la vie en rose doesn’t mean that everything i see has a pinkish shadow to it, everything is as it is red, yellow, brown, grey. Covey was saying in his 7 Habits book that the quality of life stand in how one manages the space between perception and reaction to that perception. There are moments when i realize that almost anything we can perceive as an enemy can be transformed into a friend if one has the strength to see beyond his Ego.

If i were to pray, i’d pray to develop the capacity to manage this space with patience, empathy, wisdom and service. Seing things as they are, and processing them as they can be. Surrender and control rolled into one. Maybe that was my chaordic that Lotfi was referring to.

Ina, live learn love. love. love

 

Heaven can(‘t) wait

Heaven because this is how it feels like.  Most if not all countries have to be experienced in order to be seen how they are, but i feel that in the case of Switzerland that’s even more necessary, as it’s indeed a very personalized country. It’s enough to take a glimpse at it’s history, and this statement of individuality will just blow in your face.

One of the great things about Switzerland is that everything works. Everything is in place, at the right time,  doing what it should do. You can always relax and know that everything will work according to the schedule. And it will, surprises are few and are usually compensated.

Another great thing about Switzerland is that everyone that works here has a cool life. Yes, the prices are unbelievable, but so are the salaries. No matter where you choose to take or not your career, the money you’ll get will be enough to live a cozy life. Very few people strive from one day to another, and those usually have too many kids to handle.

Switzerland is a country that can get you complexed, and there are facts for that. People here talk at least 3 languages fluent, kids take sailing classes when they are 8, and until 25 most of the swiss have been on holidays on all continents. There are a lot of economical reasons to back up this achevements, but that doesn’t matter. Switzerland is a labour market where you enter as an expert or to work in services. Exceptions are few.

The system is quite socialist, the benefits one gets just inside his medical insurance for example are amazing. And the tax system makes some of the richest people in the world choose Switzerland as their home. One of 5 people is international. Swiss love or hate this, and you can see that by the refferendums that they vote opening markets for foreigners for example. 48% will say no, 52 will% say yes. The precentag varies, but it’s pretty balanced. The second generation of immigrants seem pretty comfortable and rooted here.

I love Switzerland because it rain soften  in the summer but not excesively. You have sun, wind and rain. It’s like the nature knows it has to deliver in order to raise up to the swiss standards. I love it because i hear all languages on the street, but regardless the number of cultures that exist, there is always the swiss way underneath, and you can’t alter it. I love Switzerland because i look on the window and i see the French Alps on the other side of Lac Leman. I love it because it respects my space, it gives me air and silence. For a lot of times i felt as if the time stand still just for me. I love it because it’s an amazing beautiful country, it makes me respect nature more, maybe because it’s green everywhere. I love the sunsets on Lac Leman, the birds, the river that flows behind our apartment. I love the fact that 70 km away from here they speak German, and 200 down they speak Italian. I love how nice and respectful people are on the street, in shops. I love the cheese. I love the small cities that have a lot to offer.

Ina, i’m simply loving it 🙂