Beyond the limits we know

Maybe I am skeptical. It it strange and difficult to understand that if there were any kind of intelligent creatures beyond our limits why nobody has come closer enough to make us know about them. Why all the information we have is so mysterious and full of contradictions? Maybe the idea is that we will never know each other because that is the will of the master of the universe called God or any other name that you want to give to Him. We are living perhaps different degrees of difficulties in different states so as to achieve perfection. I do believe that the earth is the material world and there are many other spiritual worlds waiting for us out there in the space.

Tiptoeing

I arrive to the border of your feelings
I look at your heart from the edge
Tiptoeing I come closer
I am suddenly afraid
I do not dare to take a step
I talk to myself:
Beware, don´t fall, wait

The greatest mystery

Life is full of mysteries. I enjoy trying to solve what is beyond my understanding. Life is a great mystery begining with ourselves. We are full of desires, doubts and contradictions. We generally arrive to life in a place that we did not choose....but we are there ...why?...what is the purpose of all that? . We are always in the need for something that makes us feel sure that the way we are traveling is the best, it is the most appropiate, is the right one. When we have to make choices it is sometimes difficult to decide because there is a mystery about the way thing will develop after our decision.
The good part of mistery is that life is in front of us open to our choices and showing us that we are free to choose. Life is full of quests and new roads to travel and to discover. Life is the greatest mystery.

Walking

it tiptoes when hiding,
it marches to the war
delightful under the trees
painful over the stones
it hesitates in a cross road
like a feather when in love
heavy when it is hot
full of pomp when getting married
may stumble when getting old
slow after closing a door
quick under the storm
sometimes leaves lasting footsprints
sometimes it talks in silent roads
it only stops when facing
the sea in its eternal roar

I carry

Today
I carry wounds
I carry flowers in the wounds
I carry happiness
I carry sweet words
I carry many smiles
I´ve got to give them
Here they are
Take them
Make them bloom

Money on the ground

I have never worried much about money even when I am not a rich person. I do not like to manage money, make transactions or keep money for the future. Even when it may seem naive, I have always thought that I will have money if I need it. I am fully aware that the best of life will not be accomplished with money.
Once I heard of a man that found money in the garbage and went to the police to give the money back Many times I have wondered what would I do if I find a big amount of money somewhere. Well I have found money on the ground several times but just coins, but once I found a bill when I was needing it
That happened some years ago I was walking by the street. I had to buy something but I did not have enough money. Suddenly I look to the ground and behind a fence of a public parking lot I saw a red bill of 5.000 chilean pesos. I walked to the corner and turn right to enter the parking. I entered walking in a normal speed so nobody could imagine I was “in a hurry” for something special. I saw the bill there like in a nest waiting for me. I picked it up and walked very slowly out of the place with my heart beating hard.

Death in the Hospital

That Sunday I woke up early and I knew I had to run to the Hospital. My father had been there for a week and we knew that there was no hope for him. He had lung cancer. I took a taxi and entered the Hospital. I arrived to the room he was the day before but he was not there. I asked to a nurse and she did not know what had happened. I began walking through several rooms asking and it was difficult to know. The Hospital is very big and they said maybe it was in the UCI (Unidad de cuidados intensivos)
I walked for several minutes and at last I found him. He was in bright room in the fifth floor. His eyes were closed and he was like sleeping but his breathing was short.
I talked to him in his ear but he did not make any movement. I put my hand over his head and stayed there praying for a moment. I did not know what to do. In that moment I knew he was by himself facing death. There was nothing else I could do. I walked out the room very slowly but very quiet knowing he was going in peace.