Most of my people know that 2025 does not come loaded with very good news, and that it will just be another year to experiment with "more" neoliberal economic packages full of bombs and nuclear rockets that benefit no one except a few, and that this is exactly how the world works, and that we are not the exception to the rule that we once were... Were we?
But that is no longer an important drama, deep down we gave them the right to do it, and to get rid of the headache that comes with worrying about our future.
It doesn't even bother me that I don't have electricity, liquefied gas to cook with, or at least what to cook.
Now I am more bothered by the bra strap that makes a deep groove in my shoulder, the fat that is accumulating in my abdomen, the fine lines that multiply on my face, the horrible fringe of gray hair, the freckles that mark my face every day. skin, or the effort I make to heal the nail on the big toe of my left foot...😑
It also bothers me that I don't have an iPhone with an iCloud account to show off the excellent cybersecurity on my cell phone.
Today all you will see is Ecuadorian chocolate.
However, there are so many things that still make me want to breathe, dance and live, that why worry about trifles, for example, when my Chloe, all anxious and prankish, tries to catch her little tail in a rapid spiral of circles that translate into infinite joys...🤩
This is my participation in the topics that this week our host Galenkp prepares us to activate our thinking and exchange some ideas.
What bothers you, and what gives you energy? Name two of each thing and explain them. Use your own photos.
Fine and delicate chocolates.
Do you really want to know what's bothering me right now?
In this new stage of my life, where I am more concerned about being comfortable than looking slim, and avoiding tight girdles because gastritis is terrible for me, it bothers me enormously:
Manipulation and lies.
These two almost always go together, and they come from a person who believes himself capable of achieving his objectives by taking advantage of the good faith of others, and in past times I may have been manipulated and deceived on many occasions without realizing it, but today, I smell it instantly.
For example, my new boss wanted to give me her quarterly reports so that I could prepare them for her because she had "other more important things to do."
Mmmm...
Maybe someone who doesn't know what their duties are does it to make the boss like them, to score some points, to show efficiency, to make themselves look good to others...I don't know, Ricky!...I just know that It's not my turn, especially if you're going to a party.
I hate feeling that I am being manipulated, and I hate people who believe they can achieve goals from behind my back..
Everything here is chocolate, even the shovel.
I detest self-sufficiency and arrogance.
I do not deny that perhaps I carry a small dose of self-sufficiency, just enough for people to perceive me as someone confident in myself, but making it clear that I am much better when I do something in community, because I do not recognize self-interest as a religion...
I remember as a child visiting my house a very large great uncle with a robust build, with a deep and strong voice that forced everyone to sit down to listen to his stories, which were about his abilities and his ability to do anything a human could do.
My God, how I hated those moments. It was as if the world stopped so the guy could be heard...and praised.
I hate people who live telling everything they have, in order to make you feel like a mouse...Does this man know that we have very similar DNA?
I have nothing against these people, I just turn my back and walk away.
Chocolates and wines?
Things that give me energy.
A trip? Money? A box of chocolates? Yes, all of this provides an incredible energy flow, but also:
The value of my effort.
A few days ago I read a post about someone who started working at the age of 13, and at first it impressed me, but then I understood that it was the best thing that could have happened to him, and even more so if he came from a humble family, because more than anything it helped him understand from a very young age the value of your effort in commercial numbers.
I also started working from the age of 12 in the field, once a year until I was 14...afterwards, it was permanent from the age of 14 to 17, working and studying, but they never put a weight in my hands because my Payment was in the form of studies...and then, I never knew the value of my labor force in national currency.
Until I undertook a private project on my own, I did not understand the great satisfaction that taking care of ourselves brings us.
Wow, that's the most energetic thing in the world.
A friend gave me his photos of this place.
My sister/my daughter.
My sister is like she was my daughter, I raised her, I bathed her, I dressed her, I scolded her, I painted her hair, her nails, I explained chemistry and mathematics to her, I took her for a walk, I told her my life, I gave her advice, we cried. together, we took photos, we went partying, and today we are the best confidants.
She gives me incredible energy every time I see her work and set practical and beautiful goals.
She is the product of her parents' dedication and effort, but also mine, and that is important for my life because she transmits incredible energies to me.
Knowing that my people are well is the best reason to feel with enough energy to continue fighting between presidential packages. So there are many things to think about apart from what may happen in 2025, but just in case I already bought a bag of charcoal to cook with.
Always very grateful for your reading.
The text is entirely my own
All photos are my property
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