A year later
Right now, beautiful. At peace. An hour ago I was getting off the subway and, sweating, I was meditating on the word "overwhelmed." I find it hard not to let myself go lately. Tonight, I lied to everyone. I said I had training and therefore wouldn't have time to be there. Not for volunteering, not to answer messages, not to see anyone. In fact, what happened is that I offered myself a wonderful gift. I came home, took a shower, cried, curled up on my yoga mat, and prayed. Finally, I found this moment. This sacred moment where no one knows where I am. Where I can simply be and write (my two favorite verbs). And I give up nothing. Neither the desire to love, nor the strength to win, nor the secret desire to be heard. But I let myself be. Guided. Just a few hours. I let the light decide for me.
No one told me I’d have to sell bread. Or walk across the whole city. Or wait so long to see my dreams become a reality. But I also understood something: it doesn't matter if I can't afford the camera right now. What my soul longs for is being part of the whole, being absorbed. To see everything, feel everything, in the middle of a crowd as in the midst of a forest. My soul cries out in pain when I stay in. It's not the city that suffocates me, it's not having the opportunity to see every aspects of it. Not looking at people, mingling with them, witnessing the smiles, the moments. I wish you had seen this, the other day. There was a couple in the street, two young people in their early twenties with two children already. The young man was in a wheelchair, and the two little ones were sitting there too ; one on his lap, the other on the footrest between his legs, and they all looked so happy. They were laughing, eating ice cream. If I'd had my camera… Click. You should have seen their joy, Lidy, mingled with the sunlight. The scene moved me.
Anyway, I lack the means, but my circumstances can't stop me. They don't affect my mood or my determination to capture the beauty of the world. I made a pact with myself, and with my mum, a long time ago. La vie est belle — life is beautiful — and I'm going to prove it. —
Child & Bird, Barcelona, 2024 —
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