#Fiction Monday (134) - Thoughts about 'breaks'Ganduri despre 'pauze'

This game is hosted by Vinitha Dileep, on her blog  'Reflections' and
I discovered it on Esha's  blog. This time  the  word prompt is 'BREAK'

"Cel mai bun moment pentru a te relaxa si a lua
o pauza, este cand nu ai timp pentru asta"...

Periodically I break something. By mistake, obviously, don't let anything else cross
your mind. I notice the interesting pieces and keep some in a box for possible projects.
These are still in the waiting stage. 😊
When it comes to cracked wood, the situation can be fixed many times. There is also
the approach of simply throwing away the damaged objects. But if I reach this stage,
it is after the attempt to repair them, just out of curiosity, to see if it is possible, with
minimal means.
I move on to the idea of a break - rest, which can be extremely varied. This significantly
charges our batteries, whether it is escapes from the city or visits to various destinations.
These become inexhaustible sources of new emotions, which will turn into new memories
and images. With the breaks generated by pain, ours or other beings', it is more complicated, because they are like a kind of shaking that resets our approaches and habits, or even
changes them completely. This is obvious if the shaking brings us the necessary wisdom
to analyze and change what needs to be changed in us, or in us in relation to others, or in
relation to our own reality. Because everyone has their own reality. I have no doubt
about this aspect.

But I think we need to perfect a certain kind of break. The one where we can be together
with us and enjoy it. In which to discover how we can be better within ourselves,
to understand the desires of our soul, which always speaks to us anyway, but only in these moments we could hear it, concentrating a little.
Maybe the soul would tell us that we have a body that doesn't take breaks, because it has
to make sure that we stay alive. And it asks us to understand that it is for our good to
remove any habit that does not help in this important activity. Of course, if we proceed
otherwise, we will always encounter unpleasant and obviously unwanted breaks...
Anyway, I think we need to practice our ability to make the breaks we take, really pleasant,
to spread our joy in every cell of the body, to amplify our radiated light, even if very
few see it. And especially through that light, let's discover our power to break the threads
of any web, belonging to the cobweb of the scene we were evolving on and which could
engulf us in our moments of inattention. Of course, we might lose our balance and if we
don't notice the edge of the stage... I don't even want to think about the consequences.

However, we always have the perfect model in front of our eyes: The Nature.
A continue evolution, without pauses, only with rhythm changes, always being slow
preceding the bursts of flowering and maturing. What better teacher could we wish for,
from whom we have so much to learn. But we still have something to learn.
Certain blossoms must be helped to appear and develop.
We often forget this lesson when it comes to ourselves...

"Uneori  ai nevoie de o pauza si doar... sa fii".

Periodic sparg ceva. Din greseala, evident, sa nu va treaca prin minte altceva.
Observ bucatile interesante si pe unele le pastrez intr-o cutiuta pentru eventuale
proiecte.  Acestea sunt inca in etapa de asteptare. Cand este vorba de lemn
crapat, situatia se poate remedia de multe ori. Exista si abordarea de a arunca
pur si simplu obiectele defecte. Insa daca ajung in faza asta, este dupa tentativa
de a le repara, asa, de curiozitate, sa vad daca se poate, cu mijloace minimale.
Trec la ideea de pauza - odihna, ce poate fi extrem de variata. Aceasta ne incarca
semnificativ bateriile, fie ca e vorba de evadari din oras sau vizite spre
destinatii variate. Acestea devin surse inepuizabile de emotii noi, ce se vor
transforma in amintiri si imagini inedite.
Cu pauzele generate de dureri, ale noastre sau ale altor fiinte este mai complicat,
pentru ca sunt ca un fel de zgaltaiala ce ne reseteaza abordarile si obiceiurile,
sau chiar ni le schimba complet. Asta evident daca zgaltaiala ne aduce intelepciunea
necesara pentru a analiza si a schimba ceea ce e de schimbat la noi, sau la noi
in raport cu ceilalti, sau in raport cu propria realitate.  Pentru ca fiecare are
realitatea lui. Nu mai am niciun dubiu asupra acestui aspect.

Insa cred ca trebuie sa ne perfectionam un anume gen de pauza. Cea in care sa
fim noi cu noi si sa ne bucuram de asta. In care sa descoperim cum putem fi
mai bine in noi, sa ne intelegem dorintele sufletului, care oricum ne vorbeste
mereu, insa doar in aceste momente l-am putea si auzi, concentrandu-ne putin.
Poate ca ne-ar spune ca avem un trup care nu face pauze, pentru ca trebuie sa
aiba grija ca noi sa fim vii.
Si ne roaga sa intelegem ca e spre binele nostru sa inlaturam orice obicei ce nu
il ajuta in aceasta activitate importanta. Nu de alta, insa daca vom proceda altfel,
ne vom intersecta mereu cu pauze neplacute si evident nedorite...
Oricum, cred ca trebuie sa ne exersam abilitatea de a face ca pauzele pe care le
facem sa fie placute cu adevarat, sa ne imprastiem bucuria in fiecare celula a
corpului, pentru a ne amplifica lumina radiata, chiar daca foarte putini o vad.
Si mai ales prin acea lumina, sa ne descoperim puterea de a rupe firele oricarei
plase apartinand paienjenisului scenei pe care evoluam si care ne-ar putea
cuprinde in momentele noastre de neatentie. Nu de alta, insa s-ar putea sa ne
dezechilibram si daca nu observam marginea scenei... nici nu vreau sa ma
gandesc la consecinte.

Avem insa mereu in fata ochilor modelul perfect: Natura. O continua
evolutie, fara pauze, doar cu modificari de ritm, lentoarea fiind mereu
premergatoare izbucnirilor de infloriri si parguiri. Ce alt maestru mai bun
ne-am putea dori, de la care avem atatea de invatat. Insa mai avem ceva de
invatat. Anumite infloriri trebuie ajutate sa apara si sa se dezvolte.
Aceasta lectie deseori  o uitam cand este vorba despre noi insine...

"Te poate zdrobi doar daca ii permiti"

#Fiction Mondayy (133) - The inner Universe