Who am I? How many times do you ask yourself this question? And more importantly... How many times have you actually been able to answer it? Who am I...? Such a simple question, yet its answer requires a profound process of reflection. Of being present... Of looking at yourself in the here and now and being able to define. Because that's what the mind does... Define, explain, interpret, identify. Are we what we once were? Are we that baby that grew in our mother's womb? Are w

Have you noticed how many times a day we complain? you, me, someone else... And what does that mean?... What is complaining? Not being happy? be angry? uncomfortable? What are we really feeling when we complain? Now that I've been observing it more clearly, there's always someone complaining about something. A blow, an experience, something that brings us to that tone of something not quite right. Is it bad to complain? clearly not, It is just the manifestation of something w

In life we ​​all carry great pains... Some deeper, others more subtle. Some of us walk through the world broken... Others, more whole Others... Breaking. And others... Full of scars. Sometimes... Being sensitive means hurting... Sometimes?...  Maybe it's just a matter of acceptance. But if... Life hurts, Breathe, walk, see, smell... Tap...  Living and seeing life hurts... Everything hurts Sometimes in an infinitely pleasurable way... Blissful, joyful and life-giving. That pai