LA LLAMADA AL DESPERTAR
Hubo un momento en que mi vida se derrumbó para construirse de nuevo, fue como cerrar mis ojos y despertar sin todo aquello que consideraba me definía para empezar de nuevo prácticamente desnuda. Lo más increíble fue experimentar como me transformaba de una persona racional a otra sin miedo a mostrar su sensibilidad ni a ser juzgada, a sentir culpa por las rupturas de aquella transformación y también a superarlas dejando mis pensamientos relegados para disfrutar de aquello que viene para manifestarse como “caído del cielo”, ofreciéndome el regalo de un don de creación artística que me permite aprender y expresar al unísono los significados de la vida, la unidad y el amor.
My intense life as an executive and mother seemed to happen with the purpose of achieving, satisfying and fulfilling, and I achieved it; until that day when I felt a shock that shook my foundations, workplace harassment forced me to take a leave of absence due to depression and made me feel empty, failed and misunderstood. I began to isolate myself to think, understand and above all to feel because I didn't know what was happening to me or how to move forward. I began to ask myself, “Who am I really?” , and little by little I was tearing down the facade that I had built for myself and that already prevented me from recognizing myself behind so much self-demand, competitiveness and obligations, it seemed that I had everything under control and today I know that I was lost in the world of Oz.
A year had passed, and I planned to embark on the Camino de Santiago with a route map and all the details of a well-organized trip, as you can imagine, “the perfect one.” “The road gives you everything” clicked in my head, and I started the trip with only my round-trip plane ticket, the essentials, and a very varied playlist. Three weeks of going at my own pace, contemplating the beauty of each step, the song of nature, the towns paralyzed in time, the strangers who share experiences, the fraternity and the gifts they gave me. I found a feeling of forgotten freedom, I opened my eyes to unnoticed details, I enjoyed step by step until I reached the destination and the uncertainty invaded me "And now what...?" .
Pocos días después, llegó la respuesta. Una noche de octubre del 2018, mientras dormía profundamente, ocurrió ese despertar, que tiene su toque de humor porque me DESPERTARON literalmente. Escuché una VOZ DE IMPULSO POTENTE Y MISTERIOSA. Tan solo unos segundos son capaces de sumergirte en cambios profundos y mucha trascendentalidad; de repente sentí una gran sacudida interna y una poderosa voz que resonó imperativamente en mi interior, "LEVÁNTATE Y PINTA", solo eso, y me desperté. Todos sabemos que los sueños y los pensamientos suelen ser susurros sutiles, pero lo que experimenté aquella noche fue muy diferente, fue una llamada a la acción profunda, con una voz que surgió dentro de mí y no era yo; me puse en marcha automáticamente, y mientras caminaba iba reflexionando ¿Qué hago? ¿Pintar? Yo nunca he pintado …
I took leaves, pastels from my daughter and started painting, without knowing what, or why. I was in a lucid trance, enjoying coloring with my fingers, until a beautiful angel appeared on that paper in turquoise tones, with a big heart that extended to the earth and beautiful golden wings that invited me to fly. An angel with simple strokes that connected with an unknown feeling of well-being; I felt my eyes open, my heart accelerate with joy and I couldn't stop admiring that figure.
That strange event unexpectedly burst into my life to place me on an unimaginable path of intuitive expression; where shapes, colors and subtle messages emerge that are capable of speeding up my heart and transforming my being.
NORI ARIENZA