#timewillpass

At first, you thought you were alright. You started to pack every heart stones into this piece of paper, while carrying around with this small bag of stones everywhere, smiling and laughing.

Sometimes, you would unwrapped the paper just to see if the heart stones have shrink any inch. You pick up the stones one by one, admiring. The truth is, you were just picking out more and more stones from your heart to be wrap in this paper.

Day by day, the bag just gets heavier and heavier, it’s dragging you. You knew the paper can’t hold any extra weight anymore.

They spills. The stones were everywhere. The piece of paper tore apart. You stood and stared there for a minute. Something just flicks you in your mind. You reach your hand into that pile of stones, pick them up, one in each hand, and you started to throw them furiously, to somewhere that couldn’t be seen in sight.

The heart stones, there were big, there were small, what matters is, you need to leave them, not carrying them around.

Um dia você começa a entender o valor do tempo. Um dia, depois de muito sofrer, você começa a entender que esse é um sentimento muito pesado pra carregar por uma vida.

Você então decide parar de chorar, sofrer, se sentir mal, e decide perdoar. Primeiro pensa que deve perdoar todas as situações que te fizeram mal. Então depois, pensa que deve perdoar as pessoas que te causaram todos aqueles sentimentos ruins.

Se engana.

Talvez você volte a sentir todo o peso e os maus sentimentos voltem a te consumir. Você se sentirá exausto. O único desejo será que tudo isso passe, seja como for. Logo, ou talvez não tão logo assim (tudo a seu tempo), perceberá que a única maneira de fazer esse sentimento passar será se organizar pra isso.

Você vai tentar compreender tudo o que passou. Talvez você consiga, talvez não. Mas o tempo passará, sim ou sim, obrigatoriamente. Esse tempo pode ser a única coisa que você realmente terá. E a seu tempo, o perdão retornará de outra maneira. Entenderá por fim que a única pessoa que você deve perdoar é si mesmo.

Perdoará a si mesmo por ter carregado por todo esse tempo as amarguras das situações. Pedirá sinceras desculpas ao seu coração e ao seu Ser no momento em que entender que a única pessoa que se machucou com os maus sentimentos carregados por todo esse tempo foi o seu proprio ser.

E em compreendendo isso, ficará claro que o responsável por guardar nas mochilas da vida os maus sentimentos foi apenas você.

O processo de cura se inicia.

Abrirá sua mochila da vida para bons sentimentos, coletando as positividades que a vida tem a te oferecer. Compreenderá que são inúmeras, infinitas. Talvez tenha o prazer de se encontrar em plenitude com um simples sorriso correspondido por um estranho que te atendeu no caixa do supermercado.

Olhará verdadeiramente nos olhos das pessoas, reconhecendo a alma de cada um, e o universo que existe respectivamente pra cada ser que você cruzar.

Você se curou.

Terá a chance de revisitar os momentos e pessoas que te doíam e eles não terão a mesma compreensão de antes. Você será capaz de ver todos os ensinamentos que essas pessoas e situações te trouxeram, todos os momentos bons e de admiração que essas pessoas e situações te causaram.

Na pior das hipóteses, seu espírito estará tão repleto de bons sentimentos que não haverá espaço para lembrar de nada mais além das positividades.

O tempo há de curar.

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One day you start to learn the value of time. One day, after suffering hardly, you realize that suffering is a very heavy feeling to carry from life on.

Then you decide to stop crying, suffering, feeling bad. You decide to forgive. First you think that you should forgive all the situations that made you feel bad. Then, after that, forgiving the people responsible for that suffering that you carried all this time.

You are mistaken.

You see yourself, again, feeling all the weight of the bad feelings. It consumes you. You will feel exhausted. Your only wish is going to be for all this to pass, somehow, anyhow. Soon, or maybe not so soon, you realize that the only way to make that feeling go away will be by organizing yourself.

You are going to try hard to understand everything you’ve been through. Maybe you can, maybe you can’t. But time will pass, anyway. This time-passing can be the only thing that you really are going to have. And at your time, forgiveness will return with other sense. You’ll understand, in the end, that the only person that you have to forgive is yourself.

And then you will forgive yourself for have carried all the bitterness of the situations you’ve passed. You’ll ask deeply and sincer apologies to your heart and your soul on the moment you realize that the only person that was hurted with bad feelings carried all this time was yourself.

Having this comprehension will make you realize that the responsable for packing all the bad feelings in the backpack-of-life was you.

The healing process iniciates.

You then will open the backpack-of-life to the good feelings, colecting and packing the positivities that life has to offer. You will realize that they are endless and countless. Maybe you have the pleasure of finding fulness with a simple smile that stranger in the supermarket gave back to you.

You will look deeply and trully in people’s eyes, recognizing their souls and the universe that exists in each.

The healing process is done.

Then you’ll have the chance to revisit the moments that hurted you and they are not going to have the same weight as before. You will be able to see all the moments with comprehension, learning with what people and situations brought to you. You will admire all this.

At worst, your mind is going to be so full of good feelings that there is not going to be any room to remember anything beyond the positivities.