
The cloth cleans well at first, but if you don’t take care of it, it will stain all the glass every time you use it.
You must wash the cloth, put it under the tap with soap, and rub it.
And then you can wipe with it again and leave all shiny.
I’m not telling you to take a shower 🙂
Sometimes, life stains us, and we must wring out all the misery that stuck to us.
Don’t you agree?
I cleaned it up by dedicating a time of recollection every day to wash myself inside.
It was not something immediate. -The misery had been building up under the nails of my soul for years.
But it worked, and I was as happy again as a child.
Because something inside me shifted: a heavy slab that prevented me from connecting with the source.
A stone that kept me from flowing.
A stone that had blocked grace.
When it moved, miracles began to happen.
One of them was to finally free me from the bonds.
And the thing is… pleasure + excess of ego + ignorance = self-destruction.
And that self-destructive character leads to addiction, and addictions make you a slave.
And I don’t know any happy slaves.
And if you are thinking the typical “I like to smoke” (I was one of those), let me tell you, dear, you are saying that because you are a nicotinic slave with Stockholm syndrome.
Tobacco is not your friend, alcohol is not your friend, junk food is not your friend, [Insert your secret vice here] is not your friend, it’s just the enemy that has you trapped in a hole and makes you think it cares about you.
Another thing I learned from removing that stone is that the intention with which you do something matters more than you think.
Let me give you an example.
Imagine you are a famous singer like Luis Miguel or Rosalia 🙂
Can you visualize it?
Well…
It’s not the same as wanting to fill a stadium to be famous (for yourself) and doing it to make others happy.
In the first case, when you stop filling stadiums, your ego will tell you: “What’s wrong with people? They don’t appreciate the good things,” and you will end up bitter and unhappy.
In the second case, since you were doing it to make others happy, you’ll think: 1) “My people will be happy watching other artists, and that makes me happy,” and 2) “I’m going to reinvent myself and improve the show to go back to being a channel of blessing for my own.”
And that’s where the key to a happy life lies.
In the first case, you end up screwed.
In the second case, you’re happy even when things go wrong.
Moral of the story:
True happiness is not in the slavery of addiction. And even less in the selfishness of being the best.
Happiness lies in not being a slave to any vice and working to give good service, whether as a singer or a farmer.
Whoever discovers this discovers the secret of the good life.
And that peace, that joy, when you get it… you don’t exchange it for anything.
Not even for a Lambo or a mansion in Beverly Hills.
If you want to see for yourself what I’m talking about, start by wringing out the cloth a little bit every day and take out the dirty and the bad in you (and it’s not yours, but it stuck 🙂
A virtual hug

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