today the effects of positive and negative actions are multiplied 10 million times. the tradition and celestial bodies movements tell us that this Day of Miracles starts now that i'm writing, 7:06 pm.
it's interesting that Tibetans consider thoughts as actions.
today my own Day of Miracles is starting, and if this ancient tradition is to be believed, even what i'm thinking can strongly affect my future.
the spontaneous question that arises is: what do i want to multiply 10 million times in my life?
i feel like i've always had the answer on my lips: travels.
i love the moment when i realize that i'm going to travel somewhere. the organization which follows has some poetry to me, but that moment.... i know that i was born for those moments.
i was born to see the Great Beauty of the World. i found it in the eyes of the people walking hurriedly in Marrakech Souk, i sensed it in the fancy Cafès in Vienna, i caught a glimpse of it in the dirty hands of Honduran kids playing in their Barrio.
in this moment i'm following just the beat of my heart, nothing else. i do not have any idea of how this pure and unconditionate love for travel adventures could be transformed in a profitable activity in the future. it doesn't matter. when you love something you can keep wanting to do it no matter what.
i know what i'm speaking about.
it's not like that nobody ever pointed me a handgun at the head. they did.
it's not like that nobody ever tried (luckly just tried) to rape me. someone did.
it's not like that i haven't had my complications, or that i've always had everything under control or that i've never experienced a Carribean earthquake, and even a tempted coup d'etat.
when i was a student living with a family in Central America i was thrust out of home in a Third World Country at 17.
i could follow my own horror tales much much longer, believe me.
but it's the Day of Miracles. i told that because i want always to remember that despite all of this i kept loving, worshipping and searching the Great Beauty of the World.
not only because my heart knows that there is much more in my adventures than danger. but i know that i love something so beautiful as travels exactly because i lived all this, i know i can survive this, and i still want something more of this.
the only writer that i've had the opportunity to read that caught the feeling i experience about travels is Elizabeth Gilbert.
"Still, despite all this, traveling is the great true love of my life. i have always felt, ever since i was sixteen years old and first went to Russia with my saved-up babysitting money,that to travel is worth any cost or sacrifice. i am loyal and constant in my love for travel, as i have not always been loyal and constant in my other loves. i feel about travel the way a happy new mother feels about her impossible, colicky, restless newborn baby- i just don't care what it puts me through. because i adore it. because it's mine. because it looks exactly like me. it can barf all over me if it wants to- i just don't care." ("Eat, pray, love" E.Gilbert)
i feel that i was born for the moment when the airplane takes off, the train leaves the station. because when i feel that moment, nothing has importance except the present, everything is in order and in harmony, and just an almost tangible certainty remains deep in mky soul: i am exactly where i was supposed to be.
if i have to multiply something 10 million times in my life in my Day of Miracles, i'll start with this wonderful feeling.
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