Chorlitos en la cabeza

just felt compelled to type some words

realized how in debt I am with myself

and how beautiful it was to have a space to be

to be that special guy who was never common

rather excentric in his own simple way 

who stared at the wonders of nature

Imagine yourself right in front of the sea.

Breathe deeply it’s tremendous energy.

Be aware of the challenging way in which the ocean calls you.

You know how much it attracts you, because of all the things you want to discover over there.

At the same time, you cannot help being afraid.

Fear to the unknown. And worst, fear to failure.

You really know what’s over there is good for you. You want it.

But as soon as you step into the water you feel the cold in your feet bones telling you to stay in the shore.

Only you know from where you are going to find your strength…

Who is looking at your back.

Who is wishing you success.

And who pushes you to the shore.

How much of this is really my idea?

Am I accomplishing others expectations?

Am I being a total selfish by following my own desire to cross the sea?

The only thing you are certain about: You won’t discover anything if you do not go.

A wise thing you can be told: You won't learn if you do not fail.

The very experience of failing would be the most rewarding lesson.

Perhaps you will have to return.

Just tell the world you have  failed.

And teach what you have learnt.

Just make yourself sure the last breath you take  before jumping into the ocean would worth a lifetime with those you love.

#AllerPlusHaut

Bolivian Andes.