Sitting on an empty table, holding in my right hand a little bag full of coins, with my gaze fixed on the jukebox of the only canteen in my neighborhood. I was thinking about… what would be the next song I would select to listen to? While my heart was shaking and the blood in my veins was burning to the beat of the music. I was about nine years old and didn’t know the word shame. So, no matter what the drunks said, I sang at the top of my lungs following the musical notes of the song the jukebox was playing at that moment.
During the month of September, I have not made weekly publications with the frequency that I am used to doing so, since I have been visiting different people who have requested it because of the need they have to be heard and express their feelings without fear of being judged or criticized.
The expression, “LIFE IS A DREAM” can have various meanings that define it or forms of expression that exemplify the feelings of people in a specific emotional state during a certain period of their lives.
As we dined celebrating my daughter Amy’s twenty-first birthday, in the midst of conversations full of laughter; She asks me, “How has it been for you to see us grow? I want to know because I turned 21 today.” I replied, “If I give you the answer right now, you’re going to start crying.” So, we started laughing and continued eating.
The Bible does not mention how old Joseph was when he married Mary. Nor when Jesus was born. It doesn’t even mention how old he was when he died. In fact, very little was written about Joseph despite the fact that his presence as husband, head of the family and the putative father of Jesus Christ was transcendental in God’s plans.
It is very common to hear that words are carried away by the wind, but actions from many occasions remain tattooed even in the soul. If we do not take care of our way of speaking, acting, or thinking when we interact with the people we love, we can cause wounds that remain open like living flesh embraced by the heat of the fire or marred by the salt of bitterness that corrodes the heart of those who have been victimized; consciously or unconsciously, we are the people that hurt whom we also love.
There are times when love hurts… It hurts the soul. That pain is felt in the heart and physically causes pain to the body. Each of the internal organs that make us sensitive to emotions hurt. It hurts so much that, when expressing it with tears, our tears turn bitter. Especially when we are not authentic in how we give or receive LOVE.
EMOTIONS AND PAPER STRIPS 