V: Who do we love when we love? Stories and Therapies
In my country, for decades have been displayed by the television, telenovelas in Latin America, especially Venezuela. Those who told stories of love and intrigue, which showed a family full of secrets and hidden money ... and right in the redemption of the intriguing, just as he was to reveal the location of the money ... died of a suácate leaving everyone with parallel eyes .... Contents
infaltables of those stories were clearly the romances between people of different (and rigid) social classes, which also had a child almost always lost and Indeed, almost the entire duration of the soap opera that revolved around the players could live their romance threatened ...
I walked around Papelucho reading, wondering if Jesus seríao not Mars, but nevertheless, it was inevitable to know the stories ... Mary the neighborhood, Topaz, Crystal and various other colored gems playing a special (and identical) role in the troubles of his love ... the "them" so good and kind, so often suffered, were women laden with virtues that for whatever reason, the beloved was not able to recognize enough to counter the difficulties that separated them and often do not know if the romance did not, for families, fate or the person in question ....
After listening and know a few of these stories, I had the feeling that these women hacían un complicado ejercicio con sus amados, veían a través de ellos, a través de sus extraños comportamientos, a través de sus faltas de lucha o de reconocimiento confiando en que aquello que veían, que era bello y honorable, algún día se manifestaría y junto con ello habría romance, reconocimiento y final feliz....
Ha pasado un buen tiempo ya, y luego de Papelucho y la "Conozca Más", me puse a observar a las personas y a sus cuentos... y resultó que en lo que romances are concerned, the "Esmeralda" and "Crystal" were everywhere, waiting for the moment of transformation, playing a game loved looking through all the virtues that supposedly are there dormant, waiting, waiting, waiting ....
In one of those evenings I found myself waiting too, assuming I do not know how, there would come a time when he would leave to doubt that "grow" ; ... when those things that according to me, had always been there, and were honorable and virtuous, they will manifest openly and beautifully ... and of course, were things that had to do to make romance. And after waiting patiently at times and sometimes with fury I rose from the chair, I get a cold wind in the face and then I start to realize the game of mirrors ....
that there is no hidden virtues, not that there is growth potential, or that people can not change ... it's just that suddenly I wonder if we actually have the ability to see or if we are there nothing more than putting our hopes as other who offers a suit too big in the trailing sleeves and hem.
And that beyond the possibilities of change, may be that whoever is in front of you, is how you want to be, could be that the romance has all different colors, there is no jewelry space soap opera and not a couple confeccionarte try looking in the mirror .... May be that the challenge is in what we accept and we want to be that the great task of the romance is really come to love the one who is against you, do you suppose the debería estar, no al "5 años más tarde", no un "aquel" pasado por la manofactura personal sólo para acomodarse a nuestra imagen en el espejo.
Me resulta difícil saber...¿A quién amamos cuando amamos? ¿Seremos capaces de aceptarnos en esa amorosa experiencia? ¿Podremos encontrar el equilibrio entre aceptarnos como somos y al mismo tiempo acompañarnos en nuestros respectivos crecimientos y desafíos?
Y es que cuando alguien me preguntaba... ¿por What would you like want you? my answer at this time becomes wind Mid-Autumn acer leaves spinning in space "because" ... and know my strengths and my weaknesses, and know that I refuse to sleep if something interests me, I hate seafood and inexplicably, I have a ritual to tie my shoelaces ... discuss and learn Italian and cooking between drinks ... because those are the details of the list but will not be there if you do not completely sums, for no reason, to test the hand of the card will not be if I get on stage to sing and feel Round cinnamon ...
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