Love After Love
The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
The art we use when sailing / Avoiding storms or confronting them / This is the only meaning of life / Because life itself is only a parenthesis / in the middle of nothing.
Juanjo Sáez- El Arte
This is my favourite page from a fantastic comic book by Juanjo Sáez.
I always think that I spend most of my time confronting the storms, instead of accepting them as they come and even taking profit from them. I wish I had more art sailing in this ocean of life
“At any given moment, life is completely senseless. But viewed over a period, it seems to reveal itself as an organism existing in time, having a purpose, trending in a certain direction.”
Have you ever heard about fractals? Benoit Mandelbrot defined in 1975 a mathematical equation describing shapes where every little part is equal to the totality. Nature, which is always been described as chaotic opposite to predictable geometric shapes, presents, however, many examples of fractals.(Check some pictures in my pinterest board ). But fractals are not limited to geometric patterns, they can also describe processes in time
In that sense human nature can be also described by fractal equations. As my dear Aldous said, we might find ourselves at some point in our life where nothing makes sense and everything seems pointless. What am I doing with my life? Where am I leading to? We might feel lost in total lack of perspective and thinking that’s not how my life was supposed to be. There should be something else, something that gives sense to my existence.
But, what gives sense to our existence? Well, every little step, every little moment in which we succumb to despair or we rejoice with ecstasy. We are the combination of our everyday thoughts, actions and feelings and in the end these are what define us.
We may not understand it now, but in a wider approach of our life every single failure, illness, achievement or triumph is responsible for shaping our identity. If we don’t like the kind of life we’re leading, then take action. Little by little. Every day. Every thought. Every word we say or keep to ourselves. Every little thing we do is “trending in a certain direction“.
NATURE FRACTALS I FOUND AT HOME
One day of summer of 2008, tired of not being able to sleep due to the jet lag, I got up from my bed in a gorgeous villa in Moorea (French Polynesia), took my camera and went outside. There I surprised a couple of middle aged tourists getting inside the dreamy waters of the island at daybreak. I took a shot without hesitation.
Life is hard sometimes, and so different from the picture we had of it when we were young, however, if we get up everyday willing to make the most of it, we might be able to seize some magic moments like this one.
Happy 2012 everyone! Let’s hope we have the courage to make an effort and live without conditions, ready to fail and get up again.
PS:By the way, the couple turned out to be my parents!