Montaña rusa!!

Quienes han subido en una montaña rusa podrán entender lo que yo sin haber subido he sentido. Las últimas 24 horas han sido intensas en emociones y sensaciones…Felicidad, ilusión, esperanza, dolor, confusión, pena, tristeza, impotencia, dolor…etc, etc. Esta semana la empecé con una persona en el pensamiento, como cuando tienes tiempo sin saber de alguien y de pronto te preguntas ¿como estará?...¿estará bien? ...era un pensamiento que iba y venía. Antes de ayer mientras disfrutaba de una conversación con un amigo, de pronto tuve noticias de esa persona en la que pensaba antes…me sorprendí bastante pues hacía mucho tiempo que no hablábamos y hacia días que le tenía en el pensamiento…¿coincidencia?... ¿Telepatía? No lo sé, pero no fue del todo alegre la noticia, por un lado me sentí bien por saberle después de mucho tiempo, pero saber que la noticia era que su padre había sufrido un derrame cerebral fue como un golpe… me quede inquieta…a su padre le vi una sola vez, pero con su mano estrechando la mía sentí que era como si me conociera desde hace mucho tiempo, su sonrisa me transmitió mucha paz. Reconozco que dormí muy poco…le tuve en el pensamiento toda la noche, deseando su mejoría, pero ayer apenas desperté, recibí un mensaje con la noticia que menos me esperaba. Me sentí muy triste y lo peor es que por estar en Madrid no puedo acompañar a la familia en Salamanca…No sé ni que decir, en estas situaciones no hay palabras posibles que puedan consolar a nadie…es un abrazo o simplemente la presencia lo que sirve de apoyo…y es justamente eso lo que yo no puedo ofrecer por estar en otra ciudad. Espero que cuando vuelva pueda hacerlo de alguna manera. Luego de esta historia el día continuo con situaciones difíciles, dolor en la herida de mi cirugía que tuve la semana pasada, un poco de sangre y una baja de tensión…Osea como que se junto todo!

Pero bueno…después de todo siempre hay algo o alguien en lo que pensar para animarnos y como dice una de mis sisters: Every day is just a good reason to keep on!!

Por eso y porque vale la pena…sigo adelante…hoy ya es otro día!

Jarylen

My muse is gone.
Where will I find my words?
My words are numb.
They are still; with no place to go.
My muse has taken my soul.

You inspire me.
You ignited the fire that is lighted with my poetry.
I am a hypocrite.
I say to myself that I can be without you and I lie.
I need you!
My fire is dimmed.
My muse is gone.
When will you come?

Ivis

The Unexpected Giver

In Miami very few places have free parking. Some places have modern money eating machines that take debit cards when you need to pay for parking, but in some parts of the city we still have old parking meters that only take coins. So I decided I go get some stuff that I needed for the house at a local Ross and realized when I got there that I had no change for the meter. I searched and searched but the only change I could find where penies and of course the machine didnt take those. So I decided I was going to take a chance and go shopping without feeding the money eating machine anyways since I was already there.

A couple weeks before I happend to stop to shop for some shoes at the same store and had enough money then. So after paying for my parking, I caught the meter cop getting ready to ticket a car. I ran to the meter and fed it two quarters and he was not able to write the ticket. I never thought much of it but I hated the thought of seeing someone coming to their car and finding a $13 fine in their windshield, and it ruining there wonderful shopping experience.

So today, as I am walking towards the entrance of the store I saw the same bum in a wheelchair that I had seen a couple weeks back, asking me for money. That day I completely ignored him and kept on walking. But this time when the man saw me coming he immediately called out to me and said "hey lady, would you please spare some chain to this old man," and without thinking I said to him "no sir I cant do that today but it would be nice if you could lend me 50cents so that I can feed my parking meter!". To my surprise the bum in the wheelchair, without hesitation said "but of course I could lend you some coins" he put his hands in the pocket of his dirty, blue pants and pulled out one quarter, two dimes and one nickle of what could have been no more than a dollar in change. I could not believe my eyes.

This man who did not know me, who was begging for money himself and without hesitation was willing to help me out. He did not igonore me when I said I needed some money,He did not ask if I would pay him back. All he did was give to someone in need without expecting a thing in return.

This experience thought me a lesson on humbleness, A lesson in giving, never to judge someone by their looks and a lesson in trusting that if you do good unto others without expecting anything in return, God will always watch your back. ;)

Blame it on the Beeper!

Blame it on the beeper.
Today I received a very disturbing message. It was a message from a family member that went something like this:

“What is wrong with you Ivis, you don’t love me anymore? I have called twice and you have not returned my call. What have I done to you? if you do not want to talk to me anymore please let me know. I promise I will not call again. But, I do not understand why you don’t answer you phone calls. I don’t know if you are ok. If something has happened to you or the family. Like I said, if you have a problem with me and you do not want to talk to me anymore I will understand. If you don’t return my phone call I will assume that is the case. Bye, I will call again later.”

Remember the days when the house phone and letters where the only ways people could get a hold of you?
The days when you could go on a family outing or hang out with your friends without being constantly interrupted or distracted by an electronic tracking device?
I remember those days when you could actually sit down to dinner without having someone on the table completely ignore you because they are too busy texting someone else.
How about the days when sitting on the toilet was a time to relax, let go of stress and perhaps read a book or a magazine, instead of answering the phone and having to explain why your voice is echoing.
How about the days when you could actually enjoy what you are doing at that very moment without distraction.
Man, how I miss those days.

The beeper started it all. When the beeper came out we lost our freedom. We became attached to a tracking device that allowed your followers or stockers to constantly track you down. To send you instant SOS messages keeping you from continuing on your journey, cause when that vibrating beep when off it meant you needed to stop what you were doing, beep that person back or run to a telephone to return that phone call.

Now instead of having to pull up to the nearest payphone and scramble for quarters to return that beep, we are a talking and walking electronic machines.
We carry cell phones, Ipod’s, portable Laptops, ear pieces that makes us appear to others like where are constantly talking to ourselves. If you happen to miss that instant phone call, text or message, our loved ones, friends and marketers think we are ignoring them, avoiding them or that we simply do not love them anymore.
What happened to the life where people were patient and understanding? When you where able to focus on one person or one thing at a time. When we would spend quality time doing the things that we enjoyed without being interrupted by a tracking device?
We are losing our patience, living a rushed life expecting instant result and ratification constantly. How about we slow down a bit and put down our tracking devices every once in a while.

I challenge you to turn off your phones, Ipod’s, laptops and beepers if you still have one, for a couple minutes or how about one day a week and live your moment without unnecessary interruptions. Let’s be more understanding and patient with each other and allow others to live their moment too.
Slow down and smell the Cuban coffee, listen to the birds singing or the cars honking if you live in Miami. Enjoy each other and return messages later!

Simple Life/Una Vida Simple

¿Qué significa vivir una vida simple?...¿Es una vida sin complicaciones?..¿Es una vida austera?...¿es una vida pobre…sin gracia?...Yo creo que NO!!
Yo creo que más que una vida simple es una vida “autentica”, no se trata de vivir por vivir…eso sí que sería simple, es más bien una vida donde las cosas y las situaciones son lo más simples posible, en armonía con nosotros mismos, con nuestra fe, nuestros sentimientos, deseos, pensamientos, gustos, etc… y también con nuestro entorno, libre de situaciones innecesarias, de complejos, de barreras, de prejuicios, de miedos, una vida que no deja de lado los pequeños detalles, los valores, lo espiritual, lo emocional, lo del alma, lo que realmente nos llevaremos cuando dejemos este mundo, es trabajar para vivir, no vivir para trabajar, es valorar lo que cada día la vida nos regala y que muchas veces no notamos; es dar un paseo y disfrutar de lo que vemos, es escuchar una canción y emocionarnos, es recordar y sonreír, es mirar al futuro con optimismo, con alegría , con ganas de vivirlo, es compartir con otros, es dar sin esperar nada a cambio, es aprender de los tropiezos, es mirar lo bueno que cada persona o situación tienen para darnos, y ser agradecidos, espontáneos, expresivos, honestos, humildes, esplendidos con los demás y con nosotros mismos.
Todo esto forma parte de una vida donde lo simple no da lugar a las complicaciones, donde no se cuestiona nada, solo se vive, se aprende y se disfruta aprovechando bien el tiempo!!
A vivir que son dos días!!!
Su Amiga,
Jary




Living a Simple Life…

Can life be lived with simplicity?
Let’s sit down and think for a minute.
What preoccupies most of our thoughts and time.
Is it spending time playing and talking to our children?
Could it be enjoying our loved ones?
How about going for a walk and reading a good book,
listening to the bird sing or the sound of a crashing wave in the ocean.
Are we doing the things that really make us happy, that fulfill the soul and the spirit?
In the last couple weeks many people have questioned my sanity because I left behind a big home, with lots of land in a city where I learned to appreciate quietness and the beauty of nature.
Although I don’t expect everyone to make the drastic changes I have made or suggest that this is the way to live a simple life, I would like to impress upon you the importance of letting go of those things that occupy unnecessary time or space in your life.
Sometimes in letting go of the unnecessary things, is where we find true fulfillment.
I choose to live a simple life, a life that will remain with me eternally.

*Our lives journey is from the head to the heart. Live each day as if it was your last.

Your friend,
Ivis

Jarylen dice "Gracias"

Lo primero que debo hacer como co-escritora de esté Blog, es agradecer a mi hermana y gran amiga Ivis: Gracias por invitarme a ser parte de este sueño!! (Gracias a Dios por tu amistad)
Somos dos soñadoras que intentamos compatir nuestras reflexiones y experiencias, para inspirar y animar a otros a disfrutar de la vida desde un punto de vista positivo. Agradecemos a quienes nos leen y nos apoyan, esto es parte de nuestro compromiso personal. Esperamos que lo disfruten…que les inspire, y desde ya decimos “Gracias” por todos esos comentarios que nos dan idea de cómo este blog les ayuda en su percepción de la vida, al mismo tiempo que nos anima e inspira a seguir en ello.
A Ivis y a todos ustedes GRACIAS!!

The first thing I do as co-writer of this blog is to thank my sister and great friend Ivis: Thanks for inviting me to be part of this dream!! (Thank God for your friendship)
We are two dreamers and we try to share our thoughts and experiences, to inspire and encourage others to enjoy life from a positive viewpoint. We thank those who read us and support us, this is part of our personal commitment. Hope you enjoy them, inspire them, and already we say thanks for all those comments that give us an idea of how this blog helps their perception of life, at the same time encourages and inspires us to follow it.
To Ivis and all of you THANK YOU!

Jarylen

The Absence Of

Absence has no stance in the presence of an existing illusion?

Strange how someone that is not present can feel so close.

How you can see them.

How you can smell the scent of their body.

Hear their voice even when they are not speaking.

The mind is all so powerful that it can make real what is only an illusion, a dream or a memory.