9 am reminder
i believe choice is very important, and one should be aware of how much that influences our day. having free will is what makes us happy or less happy. it's the choice that we make every single moment.
it's a vision of life that i share with the people around me, the way i see balance contracted in 9 words, 9 images, and the symbol of a butterfly.
it's the symbol of my existence. it's a daily reminder, a recurring theme, something that has been said and will be said.
it's something honest.
it's a dream that coincides with my reality, the reality i want to live in, my invisible goggles which i try to keep on all the time. they make me happy. and if it so happens that i forget about them, and i take them off and hit my head against a door, i just remember then that i wasn't seeing clearly. i just put my glasses back on. it's that simple.
i say express yourself don/t impress yourself
i trust in modesty, in doing whatever you do with good intentions; in the importance of accepting yourself as you are, of being aware of your good and your bad, and accepting the trip that they imply. i trust all of these things because i am free (whenever i remember that), i try to be at least. i want everybody around me to be free.
why is that? because it's not ok for someone to be unhappy just because that makes myself happy. this kind of trade, be it on purpose or not, is not fair. things can be better than that, people can be better. i also trust change as a phenomena that is unavoidable and good. when i can't control things, it's better to let them happen, because they surely have their part in our evolution.
the stages that we go through as human beings i think can be compared to the life of a butterfly. it starts as a caterpillar that crawls and eats and crawls and eats until it finds it's tree branch to climb on and turn into a cocoon, sensing that there must be something more to life than eating and crawling. that is when it turns to wonderfully colored winged creature.
to me, this whole process has something magical in it, and that we as people go thought the same process, metaphorically speaking.
we're right under the shell of an egg and it can easily break.
this project was inspired by a book for children which is very dear to me since i was 2nd grade: "Hope for the Flowers", by Trina Paulus.