El molde de tu alma se define por tus sentimientos.
Tu destino se define por el molde de tu alma.
Siento mi alma, en mi pecho, de plastilina.
Y una voz me dice:
“Con cada sentimiento
imprimes una forma a tu alma. Ese alma deformada busca, entonces, adecuarse al medio.
Por una parte, te
aprisiona la propia vida y tu criterio de ti. Si odias, si envidias, si temes,
si enjuicias, vivirás contraída.
Por otra parte,
atraerás todo aquello que rellene la hendidura, como si de un puzzle se
tratara, y la pieza, de la misma cualidad emocional, que encaje aparecerá para acoplarse. Ésta tenderá a
fusionarse con tu alma haciendo complicada, al tiempo, la distinción entre lo
que realmente eres y lo que te sucede. “
¡Es fácil. Lo puedo sentir!, pienso.
“Pero – sigue la
voz-, ¡es tan sencillo, sabiendo esto,
crear una vida sin resonancias negativas! No tienes que esforzarte en nada.
Simplemente acepta lo que hay, porque tú misma lo has atraído. Así que cada vez
que seas atacada por otro impulso emocional, párate y piensa: ¿esto me contrae?
Si la respuesta es sí, recházalo. Cuando lo hagas desde ésta perspectiva, desde
éste nivel de comprensión, verás que es posible.
No te pido que pongas
amor de manera forzada cuando no surge; sólo rechaza lo que contrae, y desvía
tu atención, si puedes, a lo contrario.
Si logras hacer de esto
una práctica, vivirás con el alma libre, y así serás tú, y todos los
acontecimientos serán amables porque tu alma de plastilina estará perfectamente
diseñada, será tal y como es en esencia.
Se te ha dicho muchas
veces, de muchas maneras, “no hay por lo que luchar”, y aún andabas despistada
sobre cómo liberarte de la lucha. Deja tu alma expandida, libre, y así será tu
naturaleza y tu vida. “
Comienza ya mismo…
Y recuerda: Todo eso que consideras circunstancias que contraen tu alma
no son sino aquellas cosas que se acomodan en los espacios contraídos de tu
alma.
The mould of your soul gets defined by
your feelings.
Your destiny gets defined by the mould of
your soul.
I can feel my soul, inside my chest, like
made of plasticine.
And then a voice tells me:
"With every feeling, you are giving some
shape to your soul. This shaped soul searches, then, for adapting itself to the
environment.
Every printed shape of distrust,
resentment, hate, concern, fear, sadness..., makes it shrink, creating a pressure on it that
finally turns into a breach.
On the one hand, it imprisons you own
life and your criteria about yourself. If you hate, if you envy, if you fear,
if you judge, you’ll live like collapsed.
On the other hand, you’ll attract
everything that would fill this breach in, as if it was a puzzle, and that
piece with the same emotional quality matching
there, will come up for mating. This one will tend to become one with your soul,
complicating, at the same time, the difference between what you are in reality
and what happens to you. “
It is easy. I can feel it!, I think.
"But - the voice continues -, it’s
so simple, by knowing this, to create a life free of negative resonances!"
You don't have to make any effort. Just accept what there is, because it has
been attracted by yourself. So, whenever you are hit by another emotional
impulse, stop and think: Is this one shrinking me? If the answer is yes, then reject
it. When you will do it from this perspective, from this level of
understanding, you will see it is possible.
I‘m not asking you to bring love up in
a forced manner when it doesn’t arise; Do only reject what shrinks and diverts
your attention, if you can, to the opposite.
If you can make this a practice, you will
live with a free soul, and therefore you will be you, and all events will be cheerful,
because your plascitine soul will be perfectly designed, it will be as it is in
essence.
You were told many times, in many ways,
"there is no reason to fight", and you were still clueless on how to
free yourself from the struggle. Let your soul be expanded, free, and so your
nature and your life will be.
Do start right now...
And remember: everything you consider as
circumstances shrinking your soul are nothing but those things fitting into the
shrunk spaces of your soul.
Graciela Bárbulo
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