The Enchanted Forest

‘Have I ever told you I used to be a fairy?’ 

The children looked at her incredulously. 

‘Of course I used to be a fairy, how else could I have lived in an enchanted forest?’ 

‘What’s an enchanted forest, Miss?’

‘Oh, didn’t you know? An enchanted forest is where dreams come to life and where fairies have the time of their lives. Every night, after the dark sets in and only the moon and stars are at duty, all the fairies come out to play, dance, sing and fly, having the best time.’

‘So what happened next?’ came a little voice from the back of the classroom. 

‘Why are you so eager to know? Why can’t we stay in the happy moments, the moments of bliss, where everything is good and nothing bad can happen? I guess it’s human nature to do that.’

‘What is uman nature, Miss?’, asked a little boy. 

‘It’s human nature and it’s the way people are and behave in general. Adults like to hurry, you want to grow up and we all forget to have fun and live in the moment. We forget that the essence of life is being here and now. It’s the only thing we have’, her eyes glazed as she was saying these words, more to herself than to her audience. 

‘So what happened next, Miss? Tell us!!!’ another girl interrupted her complex thoughts. 

Children were very impatient, she noticed. It’s a trait they maintain throughout their lives. How she could teach them patience was still a mystery, but she wasn’t ready to give up yet. She still had some time left. 

‘To find out the answer to that question, you have to wait until tomorrow, because stories take time and patience. If you hurry them, they will lose their magic.’

Diary through anxiety

Isn’t “used to” such a complex, depressing structure?

I used to smile… I used to have fun… I used to be happy…

But now I’m not any of those. Now… I struggle. And the more I struggle, the more I realize “used to” is an awful structure that seems to be stuck with me like a chewing gum on the soles of my new shoes.

And it’s not only that, it’s also the lack of joy I try to comprehend. I used to be the soul of the party… Or was that a simple mask I wore, in order to hide my true self?

One thing is for sure though. The more I spend my time trying to get to the bottom of my depression and anxieties, the more confused I become.

It’s like wandering aimlessly through an empty, dark hall, with no exit and no sourse of ligh. Darkness sorrounds you until you also become it.

And there are so many reasons to be happy with life, so many. But they seem to play like an old film strip before my eyes and I am incapable of reaching them, of touching them… Of feeling them.

An empty carcass, void from happiness.

Day 27: What’s in my closet?

A big mess, that’s what in my closet. That comes to show some things may never change.

Psychochromatic Redemption

Just finished a quick tidy up in my closet, before getting ready to go out. I wouldn’t have done it, but couldn’t find my mascara nor my kohl pencil. So I had to search everywhere. The toughest part was my closet, because, man, that place is like a labyrinth. You or your hand can easily get lost between objects, bags and clothes. A big mystery box, that’s what it is. The problem is that it’s too small for all my things. I won’t name now all the things that reside in my closet, because it will take all night, but must say that I have shelves with all sorts of clothes, depending on my mood, shelves with bags, shelves with all unnecessary things I never wear or use. Even found a rock-star wig and sunglasses (I used them for carnival, don’t get the wrong ideas) That gets me thinking I spend…

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Day 26: Hidden talent

Dear Secret Talent,

Thank you for showing up and revealing yourself. It took you some time, but it’s all for the best as I think you came at the right time.
Thank you for not staying secret for longer. Funny enough you showed up when I decided I needed a camera to take my own photos for the blog post. And that’s how photography came into my life and fell in love irrevocably.

P.S. If anyone’s still looking for their talent, don’t give up. It will come to you sooner or later, you just have to open your heart and be prepared.

Psychochromatic Redemption

“1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10. Ready or not, here I come!”

“Secret talent, where are you? Show yourself, pleasee…”

After 25 years…

“Secret talent, I’m getting tired of looking for you. This hide and seek game is not fun anymore. Maybe you are laughing in a corner and enjoying your time, but I had enough. I quit. You can show yourself up or stay hidden forever. My time with you is done so I’ll get back to my ordinary life.”

Of course he didn’t show up, but I’m secretly still waiting. After all, it’s been only 25 years. As a piece of advice: don’t play hide ‘n seek with your hidden talent. He knows how to hide and you’ll more likely lose.

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Day 24: “What attracts you (in love)”?

Psychochromatic Redemption

The Beatles once said that “all you need is love” and they were right. Love is the most beautiful and powerful feeling in the world. Everything can be solved by it, but first you have to acknowledge it.

There are no certain patterns I fall for and there shouldn’t be. Real love comes from the soul and your soul can’t be bothered by physical appearance. It’s all about the energy a person sends that can make you say “yea” or “nay”. The way that person behaves, the way they make you laugh and forget about all your problems, the way they take care of you when you most need it, those are traits I was always looking for. And because I found them, I wrote a poem, few months ago, that sums everything up.You can read it here.

Hope you all find love into your hearts and try to…

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Day 23: If I won the lottery…

In the last five years, since I did this challenge I bought a lottery ticket once or twice. So the argument still stands solid even today.

Psychochromatic Redemption

If I was ever to win the big prize at lottery I would throw an extravagant wedding party on my holiday house near Barcelona. Of course no one would ever know I won the lottery, they would assume I worked very hard to afford that kind of lifestyle. Goes without saying I would take care of every guest’s flight and accommodation expenses. For the honeymoon we’d go to Machu Picchu, Easter Island and Great Wall of China, in no particular order. When we’d decide to come back, I’d found a children’s house where abandoned kids would feel welcomed and loved, where they would be encouraged to follow their dreams, no matter what and where they would be taught how to live happily in a world that doesn’t stop whining. By this point, people would probably realize my income could not afford all these and would start to suspect I won…

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Day 22: My worst habit(s)

Now I can proudly say, I gave up on the habit of chewing gum and I consume sugar in lower quantities. Also, it’s been more than a year now, I gave up on coffee.

So that’s that about bad habits. I hope to create new good ones instead.

Writing about habits again, gives me headache. Due to my unsettling personality I haven’t got many habits, good or bad whatsoever. Even had to do a research online to see which are the worst habits out there. There are quite a few I used to have, but at this moment in my life, I gave […]

Day 22: My worst habit(s)