Painani´s song

«It is not necessary to fight against what cannot be avoided, something will be revealed to you, the apprentice does not know what the master knows, that is your destiny.»

The Messenger

By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

Take control!

Why me?

I have asked myself constantly …

I have no answers, I don’t know who could explain to me

I depend on an unknown force

I wander from darkness to gloom

No answer explains what happens

All I want is to take control and

go ahead

All voices revolve around, they’re mirrors of smoke

When I get closer they are shattered …

Someday I’ll know why it happened to me

and at last to take control

This happens at the moment that Painani wakes up restlessly at dawn and observes her beloved Hora who is sleeping pleasantly by her side, she looks at him carefully and realizes that she does not see him sleeping in the hammock that he values ​​so much but in the edge of a sword.

She remembers the words that were said before going to sleep and she has to understand that things are like that and not otherwise and again it will be magic that saves moments of anguish.

Hora took her by the shoulders and stared at her when he pointed out:

-The only difference between us is that I know who will make me disappear from this plane in which I exist as a living being, but like you, I do not know the how and the when.

Painani sighed and did not answer anything when Hora questioned her:

For you there is someone who takes care of that in general terms, right?

-Yes, the lords who reign the death world: Mictlantecuhtli, Lord of the Underworld, together with Mictecacihuatl, who lives on the 9th level of Mictlán, she takes care of the bones of every being that has left life.

To which Hora pointed out:

-That lady must be a brave and attractive deity, the moment he kissed her and with a big yawn he went to sleep like a child placed in the hands of the universe.

It was then that she answered insistently moving Hora’s heavy body that was sleepy:

-How can you accept in such a good way ceasing to be what you are, when you know that I am a survivor of the death that had been agreed upon in a sacrifice?

Hora looked at her with bewilderment and pointed out:

– Sorry my love, I did not want to hurt your feelings, something is evident, nobody leaves on the eve and the most important thing is that even though life teaches you little, it is your only opportunity to express it, to share all that you learned.

In our case, we are fortunate we have been enlightened with something that not everyone understands and that connects us with something special. So my good advice, my beloved, is that you live and let life flow and when it ends, allow the energies to be recycled with that world that we do not know and that will lead us to a new adventure.

Again he kissed her and caressed her back when he said now come and sleep with me, but she refused to enter the hammock and sang in silence what her intimate and very personal feeling dictated. Her path will take her through a painful learning process until she understands that we are not in control of everything and it never happens the way we want and desire, precisely because we are not all made of the same substance, we do not inhabit the same dreams, although life we can be surprised over time.

Maturing is a path that not everyone structures in the same way, there are places where they form and transform you, if perhaps your rebellion is not willing to enter that territory, you will choose the most winding and adventurous way  until you discover that the best school in life is your path.

Author´s notes

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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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