11/24 | New York
She dedicates her whole life to the art of painting. After finishing her best works, she takes them to the garden and sits as she watches them burn. Her disciple desperately asks for an explanation. She answers:
“The art of setting something on fire is as important as the other arts.”
It is time to put the pieces together: draw your conclusions rationally.
//
Forgiveness is setting to fire what you once clung to.
Forgiveness as release.
12/24 | New York
Whether or not she’s focused on the future,
she is lost in her own thoughts,
she bursts into laughter,
or she is completely in control,
her life is made of dreams.
Whether she waves her cape or wears a crown,if she gallops in light or falls into the void,
her mind is made up of dreams.
If cities and seasons change,if she screams or walks upside down,
if she eats or drinks poison,
if she’s in a mother’s arms or a father’s
or if she’s holding her own child,
her mind is made up of dreams.
And whether she walks in the world or not,her mind is made up of dreams.
For she is always standing with one footover the abyss and looks up at the stars carelessly.
She is her own dream. The most coveted and feared.
Have fun. Go crazy.
//
Forgiveness is standing on the edge of yourself and trusting what’s in your chest.
Forgiveness as Sovereignity.
2/25 | New York
She walks carelessly,
lost in her thoughts among gambling tables.
With the same carelessness she strolls through brothels and streets of ill repute;
young and pure,
her eyes veiled by a celestial dimension.
She walks like a star in the night sky.
Enjoy the emptiness that you need.
//
Forgiveness is allowing emptiness without panic.
Forgiveness as permission to empty out.
3/25 | New York
It happened in the morning.
The wind stirs the coffee she is holding in her hands,creating spirals on the surface,
just like the leaves during fall.
There is no longer space and time.
She strolls along the tree-lined avenue,she runs up the hill like a child,
she looks at the sky as a woman while her lover approaches.
She finds herself that morning,
for she has seen clouds in her cup.
Do what you know best.
//
Forgiveness is following symbols without proof.
Forgiveness as remembering what you already know
4/25 | New York
She is waiting for the door to open.
She impatiently stamps her foot.
She knows that the lock will click.
Whatever world she will be faced with, she is ready.
Whether it will be light or dark, she is ready to smile.
She is ready to pass through the door and run like the wind.
Try to have fun: something will come out of it.
//
Forgiveness is smiling even when you're scared.
Forgiveness as trust.
5/25 | New York
She reaches shore aboard her little boat,
wearing nothing more than a worn-out tunic.
She tells the tale of when he was a merchantbut she is now only a carpenter apprentice.
In the span of a year she becomes the best carpenter in town, she is rich & respected by everyone.
That’s when she strips off her expensive clothes,puts her old tunic back on
and sets sail on her tiny boat.
When she reaches shore she tells the taleof when she was a carpenter but she is now
only a painter’s apprentice.
Spin the wheel.
//
Forgiveness is letting yourself become the myth you're afraid to admit you already are.
Forgiveness as fludity.
05/25 | New York
She works every day, from morning to evening, because money makes her feel secure.
When she loses her job and finds herself short of money, she wakes up later and passes her time in the library, where she can read as she likes and the coffee is cheaper.
The light of a sincere sun filters through the window, and she hasn't been this happy in a long time.
Don’t give up. If there’s a problem, use it as motivation.
//
Becoming is remembering what actually nourishes you.
Becoming as truth.
06/25 | New York
She stands on the summit of an unreachable place.
She used up most of her life to admire its smooth marbles and regular shaped stones.
Now she understands that happiness only lives in places that can be reached.
Make a list of the mistakes you have made until now.
//
Becoming is choosing the life that can hold you.
Becoming as presence.
06/25 | New York
She asks the tree roots “why”.
She asks the leaves and the sun “how,” she asks the earth “whom.”
Full of wonder for what’s around her, she takes joy in learning new things.
She will be a happy woman, since the world is bigger than she can imagine.
Explain the problem out loud, as if you had to tell a child about it.
//
Becoming is asking the world to show you more.
Becoming as openness.
06/25 | New York
Although they are not poor, her mother only gives her the bare necessities.
She only has second-hand clothes and has no money to drink beer in pubs or give flowers to herself.
When she is about to get married, her mother uses the money she has kept from her to buy a house, so she can begin her life as an adult with dignity.
Eat, drink, rest for a moment.
First and foremost take care of yourself.
//
Becoming is treating yourself like someone worth caring for.
Becoming as self-regard.
06/25 | New York
He tells some the story of how he will become the best pilot in the world; to others, of how he will be the king of pirates; and then a musical genius.
There’s satisfaction in these fickle aims, as they are all time and no one can challenge them.
Because he is a child who harbours the dream of infinite possible realities in his eyes.
Go back to the start.
//
Becoming is remembering the dreams that survived you.
Becoming as origin.
07/25 | New York
One morning she lets her bag fall on the ground and she starts running. She leaves her house, her job, and her friends behind.
On the road she meets a horse and keeps on galloping until she rises up from the ground.
Her heart is beating too fast for her to stop.
She’s not fleeing; she’s simply going back to her true self.Do it your way or don’t do it.
//
Becoming is returning to the self you never lost.
Becoming as home.
09/25 | Medellín
Before lunch, his father butters a big loaf of bread.
Winking, he offers to split it.
“Cut it in half, don’t cheat me!” jokes the little boy.
But his father duly tricks him: cutting the bread into uneven slices, He always gives him the bigger one.
Remember what is most important.
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Kindness is the abundance that doesn’t need to be seen.
Kindness as quiet generosity.
10/25 | Medellín
Indecisiveness is eating away at him,
he walks back and forth in trepidation.
Full of energy, he could try his hand at anything,
whether good or bad.
He is intoxicated by this feeling of power.
Try to make mistakes.
//
Courage is letting yourself be wrong on purpose.
Courage as permission.
10/25 | Medellín
He doesn’t want to unveil his feelings.
He covers his mouth with his hands to keep the secret.
When she leaves for a faraway place, he can’t do it anymore.
His cry of love breaks his fingers and can be heard all over the city.
Write down all the ideas you get.
//
Secrets are truths searching for an exit.
Love as inevitability.
10/25 | Medellín
In order to complete two jobs he is forced to run from one side of town to the other.
Halfway along there is a coffee shop where he stops to get his coffee.
He is tired from this running, to the point of no longer knowing which of his two jobs is the most important.
But he doesn’t worry about it because the halfway coffee is so good.
Question what you’ve done up until now.
//
Rest is the truth that interrupts ambition.
Rest as clarity.
11/25 | Medellín
He gathers time.
He takes minutes and turns them into small spherical bullets. These are instants that have already passed which throb in thin space.
When he fires them you can hear an entire minute exploding in thin air.
It is the number of memories.
It summarises everything.
Extrapolate the concept.
//
Memory is time returning to itself.
Memory as summation.
01/26 | Medellín
They come to take his armchair and without flinching, he sits on the floor.
They come to take his house and without flinching, he sits on the grass in the garden.
They come to take the ground he stands on and he effortlessly gives into the void.
He lingers suspended in thin air, carelessly staying in a never ending dream, for no one will come and take the sky in which he dives.
Reinforce what you have. Don't focus on anything else.
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Freedom is what remains when nothing is held.
Freedom as weightlessness.