Have you ever imagined, how it would feel to live in a silent world? I think that more than one of us has experienced the desire of wanting to silence people, so that they would stop talking or stop listening to the noise around them, as we have also forgotten the value that family has, the health of our body, the time we share with our loved ones. People who have lost one of their senses have learned to sharpen the others they possess and feel more with the heart, which allows them to perceive the world from a more human perspective, valuing everything they have around them. If each human being learned to recognize that everything around us has a divine origin and we learned to give thanks every day for the privilege of living and loving everything we do and have, we could hear all the sounds around us with joy and gratitude.
So beautiful! Is the movement of the water, when I touch it with the tip of my finger; circles that open and grow away from me.
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Anoche me desperté llorando, porque soñé que tú te alejabas de mi y aunque parezca mentira; mientras dormía, como Julieta gritaba “Romeo, Romeo, donde estas que no te veo” ¡No te rías de mí! Porque fue una terrible pesadilla, pensar que te perdía.
Last night I woke up crying, because I dreamed that you were walking away from me and although it may seem unreal; you were sleeping, as Juliet shouted “Romeo, Romeo, where are you that I do not see you?” Do not laugh at me! Because it was a terrible nightmare, to think that I was losing you.
Cuando leí el cuento de Fausto (Una historia muy original de un hombre que busca incansablemente la felicidad); me pareció SORPRENDENTE que encontrara esa felicidad tan anhelada, en el servicio que realizo en favor de otras personas. Y recordé, que cuando era un niño me aterraba la idea de crecer y perder el maravilloso mundo que me rodeaba, la compañía de mis padres, las bromas de mis hermanos, los juegos con mis amigos, las palabras llenas de ternura y la forma cariñosa con que ellos me hablaban.
When I read the story of Fausto (A very original story of a man who tirelessly seeks happiness); I found it SURPRISING that he found that happiness he so longed for, in the service he performed in favor of other people. It was then that I remembered when I was a child I was terrified of growing up and losing the wonderful piece of the world that surrounded me. The company of my parents, the jokes of my brothers, the games with my friends. All the words of tenderness and the loving way with which they spoke to me. 
A la luz de un farol ¡En penumbras! Sentado sobre una roca, aturdido y sin punto fijo, dirijo la mirada hacia el entorno vacío, envuelto en una inexplicable soledad ¡Soñando con volver a casa!
Making decisions about the education of children is like entering a labyrinth. One where you will always find yourself trapped in the middle of a crossroads of advice and experiences that others want to give you so that you do not make the same mistakes they committed when educating their children. Advice and experiences in which many times we forget everything that we ourselves lived by when we were teenagers and lacked responsibilities.
