The route that I pursue in dreams

«We are the world we live in, we yearn for the one we build, within its structures are the highest values ​​that we never start to meditate on whether or not they will be attainable, we simply pursue them»

The Messenger

By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

In what way We respond to the villagers who recently sheltered us and appreciated who we are?

This question became the thought that two beings who did not know each other physically but both asked the same question in different geographical positions, what was there between them for there to be compelling reasons for asking that question and not another question.

Well let’s see, Painani leaves Costa Rica and goes to her next position, on the way she senses that something is taking her sleep away, that something or someone senses her and does not understand the reason, she builds in her mind the words and voices of the settlers with who shared their ideas, all of them very attentive to trying to understand each other with their way of expressing themselves and conceiving the world from their Nahua vision.

Let us remember this passage:

If Painani accepted the offer in the Chorotega language of a nance liquor drink in a ceremonial clay pot and responded with the same words with which it was offered, even though he did not know the full meaning of these, it would immediately be accepted in the group as a trusted guest.

Then she remembered that moment and realized that many of the villagers considered her one more among them, someone who did not reject something they did not know, simply accepted it with full confidence, she half between them with a step that did not allow for mistrust and With this, he won the sympathy of many, especially the Shaman who warned him:

-You have the stone of a ritual as old as the world in its formation and it resides the magnetism of responses from other worlds that have to reach your intuition. , do not let emotions contaminate it, the intelligence that the body has accumulates what we are even before we are born, but there is a leap into the void that does not take the time for any reasoning; pay attention to the way someone has surrounded your aura, your anxxá, (soul) that is how you said it, and in that intimate space someone wants to enter, be cautious, be skilful and discover it. 

At the moment that Painani remembered those words from his belt, he extracted the stone that was given to him by the Mayans and placed it on his chest, exclaiming:

“The day there is no human power to make you give up, that day you will know what you are capable for love ”

We know who it is, of course, analyze carefully, he is the man who has sensed her through his path and has imagined her as an angel with winged feet.

This does not stop here, by placing the magnetized stone under the pulse of her heart Painani awakened forces of a power that was already created, but until now it became something evident to her as well, those nights of mental agitation of loss of sleep, no they were due to external circumstances but to the evident moment that she was living and that brought her closer to a coincident, unique and special position.

 «The Message sent by the tree»

Hora for his part felt that it was not his heart that was beating, it was not him, someone else was in that place where it was possible to open a magical and intimate portal, he dropped suddenly  for something He had never experienced before and recovering, his breath he approached a tree, he knew that they could act as messengers through its branches and, touching it with special tenderness, he whispered the following:

«Touch the soul

from the wind …

feel its beat

very inside.

Clamour out to for love

the one most longed”

Neither of them knew what would happen, but Painani understood that what the shaman told him was true, that it was not otherwise and only in that way, she was approaching the man who had surrounded her soul, he had held her together for a while, she didn’t know since when but she just understood already.

If you have felt that this person is to you and that even with everything against it, it will be that way, believe it is true, it is real.

Author´s notes:

Photo composition by the author:  «The Message sent by the tree»

Por Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

Escribir es una de las actividades creativas más fascinantes que existe, indagar lo caminos de diferentes versiones, encontrar motivos para acrecentar el cauce de un relato y motivar a la lectura, es agradable para todo el que escribe

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