A Society in Fear

I am writing this post based on my own experience. We live in a society in fear.

I am originally from Argentina, living in the United States for the past 11 years. On all these years living in this country I have managed on keeping a quite good driving record with no tickets in my favor, until one year ago. I passed from being a good citizen to becoming a risk to society.

In the past year I got two tickets, a non full stop on a right turn red light and a questionable not allowed u-turn. None of these tickets are related to speeding. As a consequence of these tickets I got two points on my DMV driving record. I have paid my tickets as a good citizen.

Well apparently I am not a good citizen, at least not for the DMV of Sacramento, California. I received a "warning letter", yes it sounds scary. The letter is basically saying that my record shows I am a bad driver and my record places me at increased risk of causing crashes,injury and death. I am being pre-judged as a possible criminal in the future.

So they, the DMV personnel, offered me a choice. It was very nice of them. Quoting verbatim the response from the DMV: "I can choose to prevent further action from DMV by avoiding additional traffic convictions and by not causing any crashes. However, if I choose to continue my unsafe driving, the penalties will increase and eventually lead to probation, suspension or revocation of my driving privilege".

Fear is the word in what we leave. Fear from our goverment, from our institutions, from our public system. At the begining I had fear, now I reject this fear.

I am fearless, I am citizen of this country, and a good one.

A bench in the park

A bench in the park
an invitation
to remember the past
to feel the present
to dream the future

Bench, lonely
abandon to the luck
of who will decide to stop
and share with you
a precious moment

You are the pause
that we avoid
rushing lives
full of voids

Witness of the days go by
sunrise and sunset
and the night with the starts

I desire you on my walks
but I do not stop
afraid of what I can find
If I stop my life and look inside

Sos Feliz?

Are you Happy? A few days ago while checking my Facebook, an old friend from my university times, started a chat with the question "Are you Happy"?. Instantaneosuly I smiled and I stopped. Everything stopped for a few second and I found myself reviewing my life like a flash crossing my mind.

Are you Happy? is a question that can not have a definitive answer, that is what I always thought. How can you simplified your life with a simple YES or No? What really means happiness?

But took me those few seconds to just smiled again and respond with a simple YES. I was suprised of how peacefully and naturally I felt with my response and I realized then that these moments of awareness are the conductors of our life.

We should stop our lives more often, and ask ourselves "Are you Happy"?.

Discovery

If I knew how he was going to be
I could have had a bigger smile
All this time…

If I knew how it feels
I should have never defined it with words
Just wait in silence…

I imagine you all my life
Dreams in red, blue, yellow…
But you are real now
And you are nothing like my dreams

You make me happy

ARGENTINA - GREECE

VAMOS ARGENTINA!!!

Today: Lya Luft

I discovered today Lya Luft, brasilian writer and poet. I like what I found, so today some of her poetry

Um Pouco De Silencio

Silêncio faz pensar, remexe águas paradas, trazendo à tona sabe Deus que desconserto nosso. Com medo de ver quem - ou o que - somos, adia-se o defrontamento com nossa alma sem máscaras. Mas se a gente aprende a gostar um pouco de sossego, descobre - em si e no outro - regiões nem imaginadas, questões fascinantes e não necessariamente ruins. Nunca esqueci a experiência de quando alguém botou a mão no meu ombro de criança e disse: " _Fica quietinha, um momento só, escuta a chuva chegando." E ela chegou: intensa e lenta, tornando tudo singularmente novo. A quietude pode ser como essa chuva: nela a gente se refaz para voltar mais inteiro ao convívio, às tantas frases, às tarefas, aos amores. Então, por favor, me dêem isso: um pouco de silêncio bom para que eu escute o vento nas folhas, a chuva nas lajes, e tudo o que fala muito além das palavras de todos os textos e da música de todos os sentimentos. (Lya Luft)

Há que ter alguma coragem.
Há que ter algum sonho correndo nas veias,
e um grão de loucura faiscando na alma.
Ou apenas o desejo de viver a vida em
vez de ser arrastado por ela.

Lya Luft.

Somos demasiado frívolos: buscamos o atordoamento das mil distrações, corremos de um lado a outro achando que somos grandes cumpridores de tarefas. Quando o primeiro dever seria de vez em quando parar e analisar: quem a gente é, o que fazemos com a nossa vida, o tempo, os amores. E com as obrigações também, é claro, pois não temos sempre cinco anos de idade, quando a prioridade absoluta é dormir abraçado no urso de pelúcia e prosseguir, no sono, o sonho que afinal nessa idade ainda é a vida.

Lya Luft

FRIENDSHIP, WISDOM, LOYALTY, PEACE, LOVE, .... CREATIVITY