Monday, September 6, 2010

How To Get Rid Of A Dry Throat



Sometimes I feel as if my soul is detached from my body. do not feel anything. Just a feeling of lightness. I happens when problems pile up on problems.
My super-ego defends himself thus: detachment. Awareness, very Zen, everything that worries my mind. My soul breathes in and out, takes time, during a walk through the room then, once calmed, part of my body. When this happens the result in me a heady feeling of positivity, that is how you feel after a glass of Brunello Biondi Santi. I smile, I take the pen or keyboard and write, usually with jazz in the background. (How much I have to Miles Davis! If they knew the heirs would ask me a fee for the exploitation of his music!) passed this thrill, I analyze every problem. I realize that what first seemed insurmountable now become cope with them. That is, I'm not for the positive at all costs, but unless a solution to a problem does not depend on our will, everything else can be addressed, maybe not answer right away, but face it. And if you have a personality formed after years of experience and suffering, and has learned the lesson that you should never give up, then the problem is surmountable, because when you are certain you can in what you want to do. Maybe not immediately, maybe you do not arrive precisely target, but with the sacrifices sooner or later you will reach your goal.
It took me many years to understand, but the lesson I learned. And it was not easy. Because usually you tend to flee from the problems, to send them back, thinking that "time is impossible, there is no solution." And rather like John Lennon said: "There are no problems, only solutions." So now, when the concerns gripping my mind, I send to "feed" my soul for a while ', something that is within my body and then drew a smile worthy of Mandrake Gigi Proietti. Because I am made of a bark very loud and if I want, all I can. Also stealing the work in Atlanta and support the weight of the world on my shoulders. (Yes, ok, now I have big shot! Two shit let me shoot! Even if we could try, however, no ??!!.......;-))))))) And you are the same me. It is true that not everyone has the same stuff, but at least try to get up and that's something. Hasta Lueger.
Prosit!

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