Matapalo
People who follow me on this platform know that I love plants, cacti, and succulents. In general, I am interested in nature, and everything green in creation. I am always investigating, and researching plants. In the last few days, I got my hands on a very interesting article about a peculiar plant or rather a tree that I would like to share with you.
Today I will tell you about the plant called Matapalo. It is a tree whose natural habitat is in the rainforest. It can be seen in the jungle of Colombia, Venezuela, Costa Rica, Guatemala, and El Salvador. Its seed is deposited in the top of a leafy tree, it is left there by a bird or carried by the wind. In the top of the tree where it is deposited is where the seed germinates and uses the tree as a support. As it grows, it descends to the ground, developing long aerial roots that wrap around the tree where it rests. Little by little, it grows and strangles the tree. After a while, they strangle the tree until it dries out completely and the supporting tree dies.
According to the article, I am reading, the Matapalo is an epiphyte plant. According to wikipedia, it refers to "any plant that grows on another plant or object using it only as a support". But the Matapalo is an epiphyte plant only when it is small because as it grows it ends up strangling the tree that serves as its host.
The Matapalo develops in such a way that it can reach a height of 30 meters, becoming confused with the foliage of the host tree, it is not detected with the naked eye, because it seems as if the branches were of the supporting tree, but people who work in gardening know that this type of plant represents a mortal danger to the trees, if it is not treated in time by cutting those branches it can end the life of the entire tree.
Reading about this plant, I started to think about what this plant would be like, taking it to the extreme of being a person. On some occasions it can happen to have in our home a person with the characteristics of being an epiphyte plant, or even worse, to be a Matapalo plant.
On some occasion, we have had to shake hands with a person who comes in need of our help. At first, we shake that person's hand and we host it in our home, we know that it will be like an "orchid or a bromeliad" which are very common epiphyte plants in our homes, they are a beauty of nature. We know that they feed on another plant but they do not harm it and they usually bring beauty with their flowers. So are some people that we host in our home for a while, we know that they will not bring anything to stay in our home but their presence makes us good company.
But there is another type of person that with time strangle us, little by little they take away the peace in our home. They are creators of conflicts, manipulative people by essence. It is impossible to have a peaceful atmosphere at home. In the beginning, in their first days at home, they were like epiphytic plants, orchids or bromeliads, but as time goes by, they become toxic, they transform themselves into "matapalo" plants, they suffocate, strangle us, they take away the peace in the home.
Just as the tree killer, when a gardener finds it growing on a tree, he knows that he has to cut that branch because otherwise it will kill everything, so we have to understand that our life, that our home must be "pruned". It must be worked to have tranquility and harmony among all those who live in that home, that everything that is done is good. Otherwise, the toxic situation must be put to an end.
What would you do in this case, I look forward to reading your comment.
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Celebrating a Very Special Day.
Last Sunday was a radiant day. I made the most of it. From early in the morning I was psyched to go to church with my son. And so we did. We had to walk a short distance to get to a point where they would pick us up and drive us to the church.
At the church everything was very beautiful because they were celebrating all the mothers. My nephew Daniel gave me a rose. Nice touch.
Sharing with my oldest son in the church was special. And then he invited me to lunch when we went out. We walked around the mall and checked out some cell phones for prices because I plan to get a cell phone this week. Then we took a cab and back home.
Everything was perfect, even the weather was the best that day, because it didn't rain. The day was radiant, full of light. Every day is special. None are like any other, but when it is Mother's Day my heart swells with joy a little more. My two sons are a blessing to me. They have completely different personalities and I have come to understand and accept their personalities over time.
My oldest son is my friend, my companion, my confidant, in good times and bad we are always there for each other, we support each other. I love him to infinity and beyond. On Sunday we share quality time together. We both enjoy it. Although every day is a mother's and son's day, Sunday felt different.
My other son, my youngest, is unlike my oldest son in character and personality. He is more distant from me, in fact I have not seen him in person for 5 years. He lives far away from my city. Many kilometers away. We don't communicate daily either, sometimes many days go by without sending messages to each other by cell phone. He is not aware of me. He is totally different from his brother. In fact, they don't even communicate. My younger son's indifference towards me is so great that sometimes I even think I have only one child, because I don't feel that my younger son loves me the way my older son loves me, but I know it is because he is so distant from me.
My older son lives with me, but by the end of the year he plans to leave the country. This means that I will be geographically distant from my two children. We will live in different cities. Suddenly my eldest son will also stop communicating with me, he will only do so in his free time. Just like his brother does. I know they both love me but they do it differently. I always pray for them, that they will be in good health and prosper wherever they are.
I thank God for the blessing of having my two sons. Every day they are in my prayers. They each have different personalities, but in my heart as a mother they each have a special place. To me they are both the best children in the world. God bless them.
From this platform I send to all the mothers who publish in read.cash an affectionate greeting, hoping that every day they celebrate Mother's Day, that they spend radiant days, full of light, together with the most blessed beings that God put in the world, which are their children. God bless all the mothers of read.cash. And their beloved children.
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Postponing Health
Since yesterday I planned to leave early for the clinic of the company where my son works and where I am insured because I am the mother of an employee of the company. I had to go for months to get the medicines I have been prescribed as permanent, medical treatment for my blood pressure and allergies and painkillers. I have been buying medicines in public pharmacies for some time because I had postponed going to the clinic where I am insured.
Today I woke up because of the alarm, at 5 am my cell phone rang. It was hard for me to get out of bed, it has been too long since I got up at that time with the intention of going out. Going out in these times for me is like torture. Yes, it is like a lot of sacrifice. Especially because of the long way I have to walk to get to the clinic and have to get there before 8 am, which is the deadline for the medical appointment.
I prepared breakfast and coffee, but I only had the coffee because I don't eat breakfast that early, so my son suggested bringing breakfast in a lunch box. When we left the house it was already 6:30 am and to get to the bus stop it was about a 10 minute walk. It took us almost half an hour to get to the clinic, we made it at 7:35 am.
Now all I had to do was wait in line for my appointment. And in the end when I was able to enter the office it was almost 9 am. But it was worth the time and all the walking. The doctor signed the prescription to go to the clinic's pharmacy to pick up the medicines. There were several, including painkillers, for blood pressure and loratadine for allergies, for the whole month of May. For June I have to repeat the process I did today, until the permanent medication forms arrives, a form that ran out by the way and I could not get it today, with that form once I have it I will have the authorization to pick up the medications directly from the pharmacy every month, without having to wait in line and ask for a medical appointment. Directly to the pharmacy every month, for a full year.
Then I went to the doctor's office where they were giving me the third dose of the covid19 vaccine. And they put it in my right arm. My neighbor who lives across the street from my house also took her dad to get vaccinated, she arrived after 10 am so I stayed to wait for her because since she has a car I had my safe return home, without having to walk so much. After all that we did I got home at 12 am. And guess what, for a change, there was no electricity, that's normal where I live. Now what is abnormal, with time and with so much repetition, seems normal to us. Sad reality.
Today I didn't go to the gym because today was an arm routine and I had no intention of making extra effort on my vaccinated arm, so I stayed to rest and write and share my trajectory of today.
I had to do for a long time what I did today and I was always putting it off. We are always like that, we procrastinate on health. If we don't see blood we don't move. If there is no pain we stay home. At least that's the way I am, and it shouldn't be. I have to make the effort every time it is necessary to go to the clinic, get up early and walk as much as necessary to have the medicines that are to keep my health in good condition for a better quality of life. So from now on, I have to mentalize that I must repeat in the month of June everything I did today. Only medicines, without the vaccine, of course. And taking a cab back home because I will not have the blessing of going back to my neighbor.
You guys also put off meds that are permanent...will I be the only one?
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Falling on a wet Floor Hurts.
Last Monday was a normal day like any other day, it is normal for the energy to go out for several hours. And Monday was no exception. This time it left at 8 pm and returned at 11 pm. I am now in the habit of unplugging the desktop computer and the refrigerator.
In December last year, my refrigerator was damaged and after the refrigeration technician fixed it he recommended that I unplug the refrigerator when the power goes out as a precautionary measure for when the power comes back on because the sudden voltage can damage the electrical system of the refrigerator.
Last Monday when the power came back on at 11 pm I went to the kitchen to plug in the fridge, without realizing it, I stepped on a wet foot. And well, what had to happen happened. A whole movie in fast motion because in a matter of seconds I was trying to avoid the inevitable, falling to the floor.
First I wanted to grab the cooler but I just stuck my arms and hit my elbows hard and I couldn't hold on because I had too much momentum. My right leg slipped forward hitting the fridge hard and my left leg bent hitting my knee very hard on the floor and in the end, I fell on it with my whole body.
So I was there on the floor on my left knee. The strong pain took my breath away. My son who was coming out of the bathroom when he saw me on the floor came running towards me asking where it hurt me, but I could not speak.
I spoke to him as best I could, because I was out of breath, I told him to wait a moment. And so he did. After a minute I realized that the hard blow was on my knee but it was fine, there was no fracture. It was just a matter of waiting a little while on the floor to catch my breath so I could get up. With effort my son lifted me off the ground, and little by little I was able to sit on a chair to assess the damage to my body. Both elbows of my arms were slightly bruised, my right knee was already beginning to swell a little and my left knee was the one that showed the most damage, the swelling was bigger, thank God, no fracture, just bruised.
Since that day I have been resting. Taking anti-inflammatory and trying not to walk too much. All this changed my routine. I have days that I don't post and comment on read.cash. Until today I am feeling better and I am writing about what happened to me and telling you why I am not here. I am much better now thank God.
I have not been able to go to the gym either. I always miss these activities in my life, writing, publishing and exercising have become my favorite hobbies. What I have been devoting time to is my plants, but I recognize that I can't stand still for long, only as long as I can. Most of the time I am at rest.
Now I am very careful where I step. And when I go to the fridge I do it in slow motion and with a lot of caution.
Have you ever fallen in the wet?
If you would like to leave a comment about falling when stepping in the wet, I'd be happy to answer them.
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Giving the Gift of a Plant.
These last few days the weather in my city has been rainy. On several occasions it rained at dawn, sometimes it is very lazy to leave the house when it rains, and in the afternoon it is something else, the sun is so strong that it seems that it has not rained. The only thing that gives evidence that it rained is the wet soil and the greenness of the plants.
We continue to have power outages every day for several hours and repeatedly on the same day. When the power goes out I have no Internet. I have had to watch the rain through my bedroom window several times, with a cup of coffee in my hand, it is very relaxing for me. The bad thing is that without power there are not many options for productive activities, without light, without Internet and with rain the leisure time becomes longer and more boring... what to do to make the time productive?... that was my thought this week and I set to work to make some plant arrangements.
Since I couldn't go out because of the rain, I started painting some clay pots during the week. I think I painted about 20 pots with different motifs, all combined with bright colors and cheerful tones. When it stopped raining, that is, in the afternoons with the 5pm sun that already in certain places of the patio of the house gives shade, from that moment on I started to select the plants that will be planted in the pots.
I also started to select the small stones in the backyard that will be painted as ladybugs, toads and long stones to be painted in the shape of cactus. This activity requires time because it takes a lot of detail for the stones to take the shape of what you want.
When I had everything ready, that is, the painted pots, with the plants already planted, I began to shape the arrangements. To find the aesthetic and harmonious way to place all the elements. By observing the set of elements in my mind the idea is developing and each stone is taking its masterful place in the flowerpot. All the elements tell me where they want to go. The person who has done creative work understands what I am saying. They understand that this must be done in complete peace and harmony. It is something wonderful, it is perfect harmony between the creative mind and the movement of the hands, observing how everything emerges in complete silence. Sometimes accompanied also with a good cup of coffee.
The final touch also takes time because I am very detail-oriented. I put glitter somewhere, three small pieces of wood to give the resemblance of a patio fence. Everything has to be perfect, but it is a messy perfection because it doesn't matter if they don't have symmetry between them, I just want them to look beautiful together. At the end, small marble stones of different colors placed on the ground to match the colors of the flowerpots.
I like the final product. They are plants arranged in such a way that they can decorate an office environment, a bathroom, a corner in the kitchen. They beautify the place where they are placed. It is a beautiful gift for any special occasion: a birthday, a detail for a beloved person, a gift for a lecturer by the participants of the event, a table arrangement in a wedding, a detail for Mother's Day.
In my country we celebrate Mother's Day on May 8th. So, starting this week I will begin to advertise my arrangements. Remember that the idea is to give productivity to leisure time and that this product generates profits. So once you have a product, offer it!... so, give beauty, give a plant.
I look forward to your comments on how I invested my leisure time, without electric power, without Internet and with rain, in a productive time, which I hope will generate profits before Mother's Day celebration.
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Resting is a Good Routine for the Body.
I have months of training in a gym near my house, just two blocks away. I don't have to leave the neighborhood or take any transportation. The monthly payment for going from Monday to Friday is very economical, you can pay without generating alterations in the household budget, also attending the gym is something important to me, since I do not consider it an expense but an investment I make for my physical and emotional health.
The idea of being a woman with a slender body, with perfect measurements, has never crossed my mind, I only intend to activate my body, which in recent times was tending to flaccidity and sluggishness. So I decided to take action on the matter, I activated myself, before everything "rust" ... hahaha.
The day before yesterday I did a leg routine, which is the Monday and Thursday routine. I lifted a lot more weight on the press compared to previous days and also increased the reps. I am using more weight on the barbell squats. So, I did deadlifts with series 4-15. Before that weight and routine I didn't do it, that is to say, it is noticeable that I am advancing in performance and physical resistance. I did other routines but all leg routines, after an hour and a few more minutes, I left the gym with my legs trembling when I walked. They looked like jelly, but that feeling is temporary because in a few minutes you are walking well, without any discomfort.
Yesterday's routine was glutes, which are on Tuesdays and Fridays, but I didn't go to the gym, I stayed at home to rest my body. I take advantage of the time to do home activities, time to write and publish in read.cash the pending article for today. Yesterday's routine is repeated on Fridays, so next Friday I dedicate it to that important part of the body, although all parts of the body are important I give more preference to the leg and arm routine days. Today Wednesday will be the arm routine, and I like that one a lot, I try not to miss going to the gym on Wednesdays because the arm routine is only once a week.
Today I wanted to rest, last Monday, I gave hard to the legs and I know from experience that if today I do glute routine I'm straining my body and it will be difficult to do today's routine, I know my own resistance and it is not a matter of entering into challenges with my own body, I will not enter into any competition of physical resistance. So I take it easy, if I overexert myself I decrease my performance in the gym and even at home, because I come back destroyed, I don't perform in the rest of the afternoon/evening...hahaha.
For me, the rest days from the gym are necessary, when I'm very exhausted I stop going one day and so I try to increase energy and decrease fatigue for the following days. Yesterday, at home I did a half-hour routine for the waist because that is the only routine that can be repeated every day, it also helps me to stay active without overloading my body.
The next day, here again.
So, I started this article yesterday and finished it early today. It is not that the article is very long, but yesterday I was writing very calmly, almost finished, when suddenly the power went out, something that happens here in my area every day, the power goes out for more than four hours, several times a day. When the power came back on it was very late at night, almost at dawn, so I had to finish writing this article for publication very early in the morning. I was able to get some rest but with heat because without energy, there is no Internet and no fan. These are the situations that I always say that one can not control, just have a lot of patience to take the situation without stress. Many times in the gym it has not been possible to perform the warm-up routine with dance therapy due to lack of electricity and without music, the routines are not so pleasant. But under all the changes the best attitude is to take things with optimism and enthusiasm because life in spite of everything (even without electricity) is beautiful...
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With a Lot of Love and Patience.
My first steps as a professional were in special education. They were years of working life that I dedicated my time with commitment and vocation to education. Little by little, as time went by, they turned into a total of 25 years dedicated with heart and care in the special education modality, where I was armed with a lot of patience, tolerance, empathy and love. These are qualities that over time I polished, or rather, transformed my character. It is not easy to work in special education. I did it for 25 years with a population of children and adolescents with mild and moderate mental retardation. And some years with learning disabilities in elementary schools. Although I also treated blind children, adolescents and adults and deaf mute school population, but only in brief activities such as in sporting events where special competitions were held or in verbenas to expose works that they made.
Most of the population I treated had difficulties in one or more areas. In general, I could summarize 25 years of love and patience as follows:
I worked with a lot of people with Down syndrome, they are the most caring and loving people I have ever met, they have no evil in their hearts, they are angels from heaven. Some years I had one or two teenagers with mental retardation and motor disabilities, with mobility limitations which made it difficult for them to move around the facilities and to get them on the transport we had to carry them between several adults and raise the wheelchair. And then we had to take them down among several adults when they arrived at their stop at home. Every day we had to do the same thing, since the school bus did not have a wheelchair ramp. Several educators had to be on duty on the school bus accompanying the bus driver. In this transportation, there were always eventualities with the students that required the accompaniment of the staff. On many occasions, a student suffered epileptic seizures inside the transport unit. There are many stories that could be told later.
Sometimes I dealt with ASD (Autism Spectrum Disorder), I especially remember an impressive teenager, I keep beautiful moments of him, especially I remember that he knew all the important dates, the birthdays of personalities worldwide, countries of the world and their capitals, it was incredible his level of concentration to repeat the date that was asked and instantly, after repeating the question several times as a way of searching in his memory the information, he gave the answer to the question. I also treat cases with Asperger syndrome, which is a difficult population to treat, since they have limitations in social interaction and in the acquisition of communication skills, it is very difficult to know how they feel since they do not openly express their emotions. But like the ASD cases, they have a privileged memory even though their disorder affects their brain development.
Where I was armed with a lot of patience and tolerance was with the population with attention deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD). I think it was with these kids that my hair started to turn gray. Because these kids are super physically and emotionally draining. And I wasn't dealing with one at a time, but with several, at the same time because I had a lot of population and I couldn't individualize the therapies, it was exhausting. At the end of the workday, I would get home and I didn't want anyone to talk to me for a long time to find my essence again... hahahaha.
I remember several cases of adolescents with obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD). To my memory comes the memory of a young man who could not be near a light switch control. It was annoying that every time I turned on the light the young man would turn it off. I sometimes let him do it freely, without any control over him, especially because he repeated that behavior all the time, and sometimes when I was concentrating on writing the report of his personal case I let him be, it was when he turned on and off the light repeatedly, it looked like a Christmas tree ... hahahahahaha.
I remember with much love a child with moderate mental retardation and sensory impairment. He was a beautiful 9-year-old boy, who was visually and hearing impaired in his right eye and ear. His right eye was completely white, blind. And completely deaf in his right ear. These are cases that touch my heart and that I will always remember because in their time I dedicated a lot of love to connecting with them....
Then I worked for about 5 years with learning difficulties in children and adolescents in elementary education who presented comprehension and communication problems in the areas of reading, writing, and mathematics. In this modality my work was a little easier, I did not arrive home so emotionally exhausted. This population was not mentally retarded but had difficulty in comprehension and communication in some academic areas.
Those were times of much love and patience that I lived to the fullest. They helped me to grow and develop in a work that I have always carried in my heart, serving people with special educational needs made me grow as a human being, I learned to be tolerant and to have empathy with other human beings, especially towards the needs of others. My profession as an educational psychologist is marked in my heart until the end of my days.
Then I began a stage in andragogic education as a teacher at the undergraduate and graduate levels. And as a teacher in graduate thesis juries. Many stories to tell as a teacher in research methodology, stories of much pain and tears from students who were in their last semesters of their university careers. Many stories will be told in due time.
I look forward to reading your comments.
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Flexibility: The Key to Successful Planning
Sometimes you come across people who are so strict in their planning that they do not accept last-minute changes. They cling so tightly to what they have on the agenda that they get stressed if there is a last minute change, even a small one.
I have dealt with this type of personality on many occasions, and this past Saturday is a recent case in point. I had to arm myself with a lot of patience, applying self-control to be able to cope with the situation and not let myself be carried away by an aggressive emotional response to what happened.
I put it in context: about two weeks ago I went to a hairdresser of an acquaintance, so that she cut a little the ends of my hair, I'm letting it grow and I always go so that my hair does not lose the shape the cut. Then I made an appointment with the hairdresser to have a hair surgery treatment to give my hair shine and less volume. She gave me an appointment for Saturday at 8am.
Last Wednesday I reminded her by messenger that I would go on Saturday at the agreed time. Friday night was when she texted me back, confirming that she was waiting for me at the salon. Everything was normal.
On Saturday I got up early to prepare breakfast, to be ready at 8 am for my appointment. But one thing is what you plan and another thing is what can actually happen in that time. In other words, everything got so complicated that by the time it was 7 am I knew I wasn't going to be ready to leave at 8 am. By the way, the salon is only two blocks away from my house, but I knew I would not have time to leave at the appointed time.
I told my son to lend me his cell phone to send her a message notifying her that I would not arrive at 8 am, but half an hour later. This was with the intention that she would not think that I would not go to the appointment. Among the things that happened to me that morning was the lack of communication on my cell phone because it had filled up its memory and did not allow me to open any application, but that's another story.
Between setbacks and unforeseen events that day the last thing I could do before leaving was to wash my hair to get ready. I applied three shampoos to make sure my hair was completely clean. And when I got rid of everything I left home at 8:30 am, but first I took the bottle of hair treatment that I was going to apply, leaving the shampoo because I had already washed my hair, but something like an "internal voice in my mind" told me to also take the shampoo, but I left it anyway.
I quickly walked the two long streets that separated us and when I arrived at the hairdresser's, the first thing she said to me, after greeting us saying good morning, was: "you are missing your shampoo". I told her all alarmed: but I already washed my hair!... and she answered me very seriously: no, I have to wash it myself, the quality of my work depends on a good shampoo. So I had to go back for the shampoo, regretting on the way that I had not listened to the "little voice inside my mind".
On the way back, a little tired from the double walk, I was getting ready to wash my hair again when the hairdresser started to say that she works planning her time, that her time is worth gold, and other things that in the end I didn't even pay attention to. I let her talk, let her vent, at the end of saying everything she had accumulated and after a brief silence I told her very calmly but with character: look my friend, the best thing about planning is that it is flexible, it is subject to any change, to any unforeseen event that may occur. Thank God it is flexible, and whoever does not want to understand that this is so or does not know how to plan or reprogram, that person does not want to live happily because he or she will be complicated in the face of eventualities that cannot be controlled, in the face of these unforeseen events the best thing to do is to reprogram because a good planner in the face of any eventuality only rearranges and reprograms. So, my friend, I did what I had to do, I gave an hour's notice that I was going to be late, and here I am, after having to go through many eventualities to get there and I even walked twice as far. For the rest of the morning, the subject was not touched anymore.
At the end of the day I ended up with beautiful hair because the best thing about her is that she is good at what she does and she takes great care to do a quality job. That's why I always come back to her. I hope to God that I don't have any kind of eventuality at the next appointment and I know I have to bring shampoo so I don't have to walk twice as much.
And you, how do you plan?, are you rigid in your own planning?, I look forward to reading comments, thank you.
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What to Say to Break the Silence...
We have been in front of our computers many times, thinking about what topic to develop in order to publish interesting content. We sit for a while thinking about what to write. At that moment there is silence in our minds. No interesting thought comes to us, or has it only happened to me? I don't know, it's just a thought for everyone. I only know that many call it writer's block.
I was in that moment of mental silence, thinking about what topic to develop, when suddenly came to my mind those moments of discomfort that occurs during a prolonged silence being next to a person we do not know, or when we are inside an elevator with another person, or in an office waiting to be called for an interview and we are sitting next to another person, or simply when we go on our first date with someone we will see for the first time. It is those first moments where the silence of not having anything to say or converse that create an atmosphere of discomfort. Has it ever happened to you?
Has it ever happened to you that the situation becomes unsettling after a long and endless few minutes, it is because the prolonged silence becomes uncomfortable. Silence and not knowing what to say when there is nothing to talk about in front of a person we do not know, makes us anxious and in other cases afraid of not knowing how to break the silence with an interesting topic.
It has happened to me on several occasions that being with a group of people, when there is that long silence, I say something that I know is a very used phrase for the occasion, I say: "a little angel is passing by". And then I make reference to the fact that we have all remained silent. I always do that as a way to break the ice and it is always effective to make the silence comment because we immediately start talking about any topic.
Some people feel uncomfortable in this situation of having nothing to say, especially if they are in front of a stranger. In some cases we resort to talking about the weather, the unbearable heat, the long queues or any relevant circumstance of the moment. One of the topics of conversation that I particularly avoid is about religion or politics, doing so with people we do not know is dangerous because they are very controversial topics that can generate discomfort or aggressive behavior in some people. With the exception of religious or political topics, you can talk about any other topic that serves to put an end to an uncomfortable and prolonged silence.
Although, having interesting topics to talk about is not so easy, sometimes our mind goes blank, just as with writer's block, we often don't know what to talk about. You can be prepared to talk about personal experiences, future expectations, pets, work or personal anecdotes. Talking about topics that people have mastered is the best way to break the ice and build trust between the people present in the conversation, it is very useful as information to discover what are the interests and motivations of the person you are meeting at that moment.
One of the advantages of reading and commenting on articles by other writers on this platform read.cash is that each of us writers has been enriched by reading various topics, we have been prepared in real life to be in real situations, it helps us to start conversations with people we do not know, to break a prolonged silence. Read.cash prepares us on interesting topics to expand our horizons and the possibility to converse with people at any time and in any meeting.
Have you ever experienced a prolonged silence, I would be interested to know how you got out of that situation, I would like to read your comment.
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Look what I Do with the Mother-in-Law's Tongue.
This weekend I was quite busy. First I attended my granddaughter's weekend visit, then on Sunday, April 3rd, it was my oldest son's birthday. He's 37 years now and it seems like yesterday. Time goes by so fast.
Early Sunday morning, I set out to make the cake with my neighbor. She offered to make the cake but at her house, so I spent the morning at my neighbor's house preparing the cake. In the evening we sang "Happy Birthday", a song that is like a hymn for birthdays, we sang it with several neighbors that we invited. Something super simple and we did it in the dark because we had no electricity, the light had gone out just at the beginning of the night. We were 4 hours without electricity.
Today was calmer because I was alone at home, well, there was also my pet Ambar. My son took his daughter to work and from there, in the afternoon, he was going to leave her with her mother. So in the morning, I devoted myself to my garden.
Among the plants I recovered from the drought in my yard is Sansevieria Trifasciata, commonly called in my country as "mother-in-law's tongue", although I have also heard it named as "St. George sword". In other countries it is called "cow's tongue, African sword". This plant is native to tropical West Africa as far as Nigeria.
The one I have here at home has green leaves with yellow vertical edges, very shiny, hard and erect leaves, they can reach heights of more than 50 centimeters. They are very resistant to the sun, at least the ones I have survived without my care under an inclement sun and with little water.
It is a plant widely used for interior decoration, it adapts very well under shade. A curious and very important fact is that the "mother-in-law's tongue" plant is recognized by NASA as a plant that purifies the natural environment. It is ideal to place it in small spaces such as closed offices or in the bathrooms of our house, as it eliminates certain toxins and bad odors.
Look what I did with mother-in-law's tongue.
I decorated the clay pot where the "mother-in-law's tongue" plant is located with the stones that I took from my patio and that I had painted between Friday and Saturday. I painted the big stone as a country house, painted some ladybugs and two small stones I gave details with cold ceramic paint to make them look like two little birds. In my two previous articles I told you about the process of painting the stones, I invite you to read them if you haven't done it yet.
So being alone at home I could concentrate better and I put together a whole composition in the clay pot, I made a country scene with all the stones, and I added small colored stones and a small clay vase where I placed small blue stones to give the appearance that they had water.
I hope you like my composition with the "mother-in-law tongue" plant, if you have any comments about it I will be glad to answer you in the comments. Thanks to my followers and sponsors for your constant support. You are the best.
PS: Pictures were taken on my phone
The Stone that became a Beautiful Country House. Part 2
Today we got up early and after breakfast I got ready to finish fixing the country stone that I started to paint yesterday and other smaller stones, to give it the resemblance of little birds and red ladybugs. I also had pending the stone that my granddaughter had painted yesterday totally brown, giving it the resemblance of a potato. If you have not yet read the first part of this story I invite you to read the part one, and you will learn how my granddaughter turned a stone into a potato. https://read.cash/@rodriguezpct/the-stone-that-wanted-to-be-a-potato-95db961d
My granddaughter came to my work table and wanted to help again, but this time I explained to her that I couldn't because the details I would do to the stones are very delicate and require a lot of manual and eye skills, she is 7 years old and still doesn't have them. I thanked her for her willingness to help but told her that it would be better to help when she is older, like when she is 10 years old, so that she will have more skills. With resignation she accepted it, looking at the stone she painted all brown yesterday, she realized she couldn't be that detailed to transform it into a cottage.
Much of the morning was spent doing all the details to the stones. Making details of flowers, doors and windows takes time, as does detailing the smaller stones giving them the appearance of little red birds and ladybugs, but when finished they were very beautiful. So I already have some of the elements to put together the landscape composition that I will do on Monday, with a plant that is ready in a clay pot. I will not give more details about this work because it will be another article that I will publish very soon, God willing.
The potato stone that my granddaughter painted yesterday also went through a transformation. It was not so difficult to fix the stone because I started to do the ceiling on the brown base that my granddaughter painted yesterday. The end result was fine , as it looks like a beautiful little cottage. I told my granddaughter that she can use it as a paperweight, or as an ornament in a corner of the kitchen. She noticed that I do landscaping with painted stones, so she told me that she will put her stone in a big flowerpot that she has in her house. I told her that the stone is hers and that she can use it as she sees fit. In the end, she has to make her own decision about the use she will give to the stone.
In the afternoon we spend the time doing "women's things", that's what I call her so that we can spend some time between grandmother and granddaughter. She likes it when I say "girly things" because she thinks she is so big... hahaha... I bought a nail polish on Friday that has yellow frosting and silver stars inside the bottle, thinking precisely about spending some time, which I know she would really like. Yes, she loved the idea of painting her nails! She said it was the first time she painted her nails, and yes, I told her that those are women's things. So I ended the afternoon by giving my 7 year old granddaughter a manicure and pedicure... hahahaha.
My granddaughter comes home every two weeks to share with her father, who lives with me. So every fortnight I think of fun activities to do with her to spend and enjoy shared family moments. Tomorrow will also be another special day, because it will be my son's birthday. My granddaughter and I have already planned to prepare coffee and breakfast early and take him to the bed where his father sleeps to wake him up and give him the surprise of breakfast and two surprise gifts, one that I bought for my granddaughter to give to him and another gift that would be mine. I hope that tomorrow we will also have a happy time, my granddaughter, her dad and me. Thank God for these moments of happiness and tranquility.
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Pictures were taken on my phone
The Stone that wanted to be a Potato. Part 1
Soon I will be ten months in read.cash, I don't remember very well which was the day I started, but I'm keeping an eye on the date that says in my profile, it still says 9 months. The first few months when I started reading articles, I realized that on the last day of the month and the first day of the following month, most of the articles I read were about achievements. So I started to plan goals and during my first three months, I did like a management closing, giving details about the achieved and unachieved goals.
I remember that I was stressed when the end of the month was approaching and I was behind in what I had planned. It was at that moment that I stopped setting goals, I knew I would not be able to meet them because many variables come into play that I cannot control, such as power failures, Internet signal failure and other personal factors.
Now I feel better. I write out of inspiration, not obligation. Every two or three days I publish contents that come out of the inspiration of the moment, I think of a topic and I sit in front of my computer to write. In the last few days I'm dedicated to my plants, I take the opportunity to publish photos of the plant arrangements I make.
Today I have dedicated the day to painting stones that I get in the yard. I had several stones on the table when my 7-year-old granddaughter came to visit me. She saw the stones and asked me what I had those stones there for. I told her that I was going to paint the biggest stone in the shape of a country house, to make an arrangement with a plant I have ready in a clay pot. My granddaughter told me that she also wanted to paint! Children like to paint and I thought it would be a good play activity at that time, but since I know she has the fine motor coordination of a 7-year old I didn't risk her painting the stone that goes in my arrangement, and I suggested that she have her own stone. Then we went out to the yard to look for another small stone that has the ideal shape to become a country house.
We sat at the work table ready to paint. On the stone that my granddaughter had, I traced with graphite pencil the outlines of a house: roof, door and windows. I gave her the cold brown ceramic paint and instructed her to start painting the roof. I devoted myself to my stone. After a while when I saw the girl she was not painting the ceiling but the part that is supposed to be the wall. I told her that it didn't matter if she could paint the ceiling a different color and I went back to concentrate on my stone. When I saw her again she also painted the ceiling brown, so the whole stone was brown, it looked like a *potato*... hahahaha.
She was not happy with the result of her work, she told me that the stone was ugly. I told her that no, that everything in this life has a solution, that tomorrow I was going to paint her house in that brown base so that she could take the stone home and use it as a paperweight on her homework table. She was happy about that. So tomorrow it's my turn to transform stone potato into a stone house... hahaha.
Everything in life has a solution, except death. We have to teach children not to feel defeated, that if they have failed in any activity, they have to look for a solution, another way out. That if what they had in mind did not work out, they should not stop insisting and turn that mistake into another way of looking at things. That stone was destined to be a country house and she made it a stone potato ... but tomorrow we will turn the problem around so that it becomes a beautiful cottage. See part 2 here. https://read.cash/@rodriguezpct/the-stone-that-became-a-beautiful-country-house-part-2-63ad7748
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Mother of Thousands
Today I am going to tell you about one of my favorite plants to make my arrangements. It is the versatile succulent called mother of thousands, or bad mother. Its scientific name is **Kalanchoe Laetivirens**. It is native to southern Madagascar. When I saw it for the first time five years ago it was in Barcelona, Anzoátegui state, Venezuela, in the nursery that my sister gertu13 has there at home. besides being sisters, we also have in common the passion for plants, we both inherited it from our mother. My sister at that time when I went to visit her gave me several seedlings from her mother of thousands already grown up. https://read.cash/@gertu13
That's how I met this succulent, since then I have them in thousands, literally, since they reproduce in a million, I have them in the yard in different places and they are of different sizes. This beautiful succulent has not stopped reproducing in my garden in Barinas.
The mother of thousands adult grows and develops very fast. The most unique and beautiful thing about the plant are the small seedlings that grow all along the adult leaves. These thousands of seedlings are the ones that give the adult plant its popular name of mother of thousands, or bad mother, since a simple breeze is enough to shake the adult plant and its small children are detached from the leaves, in this way they reproduce.
Hence its popular name of mother of thousands or bad mother. Many gardeners do not like this rapid reproduction of the plant because they consider it a pest to their garden. I love the way they grow and thrive. I have even seen them growing on the cement blocks of my patio walls.
The mother of thousands that I have planted in the patio, are the ones that receive direct sun and are the ones I prefer to make the arrangements with the mud pots, since their leaves have a beautiful red outline. The ones that receive direct sun take on a reddish hue that makes them look like flowers. They are the same mother of thousands, succulent plants with beautiful reddish tones, it is not a flower. I love it when they are mistaken for a flower, as my friend Kristofferquincy did when he kindly commented on my article Decorating with Cacti and Succulents, Another Way of Landscaping.. I agree with him in saying that the photo I took of that arrangement, with a small reddish mother of thousands, does not look like a photo but like a painting. Thank you my friend for such a beautiful comment. https://read.cash/@Kristofferquincy https://read.cash/@rodriguezpct/decorating-with-cacti-and-succulents-another-way-of-landscaping-c46af652
When they are in the shade they are a deep green, and when they get sun they will have a beautiful red outline. The ones I place indoors I leave near a window but only for a few days, because if they do not receive much light they grow very tall and their leaves leave a lot of space between them, giving an aspect that detracts from their beauty.
For the arrangements with the mother of thousands she used small clay pots, so the plant does not grow too much and give a beautiful appearance to the arrangement for longer. Remember that an arrangement with plants is delicate because they are living plants in constant growth that need to be cared for. Although these succulents need little watering we always have to remove the leaves that are withering. And always change their location if they are in the shade for a long time so that they do not lose the shape of a flower and their reddish color.
Thank you for joining me in my garden with the mother of thousands or bad mother. Soon I will be telling you about my favorite cactus that I have in my garden, which are the most used for my decorative arrangements with landscaping in mud pots.
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Decorating with Cacti and Succulents, Another Way of Landscaping.
I have several days dedicating time to my plants. If the poor things could talk they would be shouting. "Finally, you had us in oblivion". Besides removing the weeds I took the opportunity to do damage control of the many plants I had, since many of the cacti and succulents, due to my carelessness, dried out. Today I could not continue removing the remaining weeds because of a rainy weather that prevented me from leaving the house. I was very happy for the rain that fell from the sky to give life and beauty to the few plants that survived.
I am also organizing the space in the yard where my little home garden center will be. I am going to resume my business with plants, specifically cacti and succulents. After cleaning and doing initial inventory, I now have to buy more plants because I plan to do landscaping in the clay pots that I have in inventory.
I have in inventory a lot of material, such as clay pots, plastic pots, I have the colored stones and other elements necessary to make the compositions with the cactus and succulents.
There was a time when I used to take pictures of the arrangements I made and show them on social networks, I even exhibited them in an online store.
This arrangement was inspired by the colors of the flag of my beloved Venezuela. Many people liked it and many of these arrangements adorned their offices at work.
These were inspired by Christmas, they were also very popular...
These were inspired by the colors of the clay flower pots...
Many people also liked these very much...
This is how I started my landscaping business with plants from my home years ago. I made many arrangements, all with a lot of natural beauty as I chose the best cacti and each succulent leaf was delicately cared for with no insect bites or wilting. I made many arrangements with clay pots decorated with Christmas motifs, hand painted, and other pots painted in bright colors. All were recorded in photos and are in my online store but all were purchased by people long before the pandemic.
Then the pandemic hit and my thoughts turned to the health crisis. I no longer had any inspiration to create with plants. And from the start of the pandemic to date I have not created anything. That's why I completely abandoned the landscaping business.
But after thinking about it very well I am going back to resume my business with plants and now with more strength because I want to adapt a space in my backyard to turn it into a small garden center and to be able to take care of the new plants that I will soon buy, in a more appropriate space and with more attention, since I want to expand the variety of cactus and succulents. Also, I am thinking about the people who want to come to my garden and buy a pot decorated with plants to decorate their home or office. I will also retake the space of my virtual store adding new photos of the new creations. If you like to visit the virtual store you can see it at the following link **Decojardín del Edén****.** Hopefully, these ideas will inspire your creativity to start your own decoration business with plants. https://www.facebook.com/decojardindeleden/photos/?ref=page_internal
Social networks give us endless possibilities to promote a business and one of them is the virtual store. From anywhere in my city an interested person can buy my decorated plants. And also by looking at the photos other people can get ideas and make their own arrangements with the plants they have available at home. Inspiration and creativity is an innate ability that every person has, you just have to start to realize an idea that you have in your mind and let your imagination run. Suddenly you will be surprised of your own ability that you just had it "asleep" and it was always there, waiting for you to start creating with plants.
The next creations I will be recording in photos, step by step, and then publish with detailed content to serve as a model for other people who like to decorate with plants. I plan to paint stones and flower pots and I will be giving you the instructions on how to do it.
I take this opportunity to greet my virtual friend carolinacardoza, a great teacher of creativity with her magic hands, thank you friend for the renewal of sponsorship, again thank you for trusting me. Thanks also to my followers and sponsors who make my box of special people light up. You are the best. https://read.cash/@carolinacardoza
PS: all the published photos are my authorship.
I Jump with Excitement when I See You.
It really catches my attention to see pictures of decorated cakes. Although I don't know anything about cake decorating I detail them when I look at them. I admire people who have that ability to make the decoration so accurate to reality, with the smallest details. I like to see the cakes that are to celebrate marriages, birthdays and especially those that have details with flowers. It has become popular to make cakes personalized to the customer's preference, so you can see cakes of villains, superheroes, animals, and insects.
I have seen cakes to celebrate a divorce, there the details in the decoration are super funny, the figure of the man falling to the last piece of the cake, or the woman pushing the man to the edge of the cake, and many other funny positions that show that the marriage did not work.
Another decoration that is in fashion is the one that hides inside the cake a colored detail, pink or blue, to find out the sex of a baby still in the mother's belly. They are the most tender details with subtle colors that you can see in a cake that make you feel tenderness for a baby even without knowing it.
Horror and horror cakes are also very popular. But I don't like those too much because they scare me.
Speaking of scary and even disgusting was the picture I saw of a cake decorated with cockroach figures coming out everywhere from the cake... How disgusting, my God... just seeing it made my heart race. I really don't know how a person can have a cake decorated with cockroaches.
For more information about myself, I confess that I am afraid and disgusted by cockroaches. Worse if they are flying, on one side they fly in and on the other side, I run out screaming, I mean, I jump with excitement when I see you. If you thought that the title of my writing today was dedicated to a person, well no, it is to an insect that I have not been able to see since I was little because I jumped with emotion.
Now at this moment when writing and just thinking about cockroaches, my heart is racing, sometimes I think it may even be a phobia instead of a fear of those disgusting insects. The difference between fear and phobia is the degree of discomfort that it produces and that manifests itself in evident symptoms when I see a cockroach. For example: if I see a crawling cockroach, it scares me but I observe it where it is on the floor, I do not take my eyes off it and I could even face it to kill it, but very carefully, in slow motion. It is obvious that because of my slowness in the attack and how fast they are to escape, I almost never kill them. But in that place where I am at that moment, I don't feel good, I have to leave that place because I don't stay still or calm if I lose sight of the cockroach.
But my God, if it is a flying cockroach, things change, I no longer face it like a crawling cockroach, I run away screaming. A whole sea of emotions go through my body, acceleration of the heart rate and panic attack with crying included.
I have had this fear or phobia of these insects since I was a teenager, but if I don't see them, nothing happens. I live my normal life. In other words, I have never had the need to do cognitive behavioral therapy, in other words to do therapy to modify my behavior and these crazy emotions that manifest themselves only when I see a cockroach, I would also have to work on my thoughts and behavior. One of the behavioral modifications that I would have to work on to overcome the fear or phobia is done with practice, that is, with real cockroaches, I would have to personally face many cockroaches, that is, face to face, to say it in a more explanatory way... hahaha... no thanks, I'll pass, just thinking about that already gave me tachycardia. I'd better stay still and avoid them. Because if I don't see them I don't jump with emotion.
I wanted to put an image of the cake decorated with cockroaches but I swear I can't even see them in the image. So I'm going to change them for another insect. My heart is really racing, thank God I'm done with this topic today, I hope you are not disgusted by cockroaches and can read to the end. For obvious reasons this article will not have illustrative images of cockroaches, they will be changed by butterflies, and so everyone will be happy. Peace and love.
And you, would you eat a cake decorated with cockroach motifs, I wouldn't!
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Happy Frog Day.
One of my favorite activities or hobbies are plants, but as I have neglected them lately I feel guilty because many of them have dried up due to the sunny days we have spent these months, poor plants. Yesterday afternoon, after an exhortation from my son regarding my plants, I decided to take up again the decoration of pots with plants and activate again my creativity with them.
One of the things I have to keep in mind when I am checking the plants in my yard is to be very careful not to cross paths with a toad. I always have to be with a stick moving the plants because on several occasions I have seen them among the plants. But today I'm not going to deal with the toads. Another time we'll talk about them and how a poison toad killed my son's pet two years ago.
I was looking at the difference between frogs and toads and noticed several of them. In the roughness of the skin, indeed when I see a toad among my plants my heart races at the mere sight of their appearance, forgive me if I offend someone's feelings, but they are hideously ugly. And of the color of shades between brown and black that also make them animals of care for their ugly appearance. Although frogs and toads belong to the same family of amphibians, I prefer to comment today about frogs, so I will tell you some curiosities I was able to find out about these amphibians.
Among the things I found out about frogs, is that they change their skin every week and do not tolerate saltwater, they are freshwater, and are amphibians that can be found in all continents except Antarctica. You can find a great variety of frogs, but most of them are endangered. At least when I see them in my garden, whether frog or toad, I have never put them in danger of death, I just take them carefully with a stick and take them to a place far away from my environment. But I haven't seen any amphibians in my yard for a long time because the drought has been strong, the soil is dry, there is no humidity anywhere and their habitat has to be humid.
Another curiosity that I am going to tell you today, that maybe you didn't know is that the World Conservation Union proposes March 20th as World Frog Day, did you know, this is because the frog is in danger of extinction, they propose to celebrate this special date to make people aware of the importance of frogs in the ecosystem. If frogs become extinct from the earth, diseases such as malaria, dengue and yellow fever will increase, since frogs feed on flying insects that transmit these diseases.
If I knew that frogs and toads feed on insects especially mosquitoes, but I can not help but feel strong beats in my heart just to see them, so "from far away they look prettier", so says a saying in my country when they do not want someone nearby ... from afar I wish a happy day to frogs ... hahaha ... to continue feeding on insects that harm humanity.
Tell me something: Did you know that March 20th is world frog day?
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Live your Emotions.
If you are the type of person who constantly complains about everything that happens in your day to day life, for things that are beyond our control, that even if we disagree we cannot change, if you are one of those people who complain about the traffic when driving your car, you complain about the rain, the heat or any other circumstance that occurs in your life and those circumstances only keep you stressed, in a bad mood, well, today I thought of you and that is why I invite you to live your emotions, yes, to live as they come, whether negative or positive, so that they do not control your life.
You must be aware of the situations that cause you stress, self-knowledge, learn to manage emotions, and improve emotional communication, as it has become a necessity to be aware of these aspects of our personal behavior, due to the high percentage of depressive and anxiety states in recent years mainly motivated by the health confinement. We live in times of worldwide tribulations. We will never escape the bad news. We are currently "bombarded" with news and information of wars, information of low levels of profits in crypto investments, a lot of negative information coupled with the prices of gasoline, food, transportation, stress at home, family, work, and multiple situations of distress, that is, it never stops. There are so many negative emotions that control our lives, isn't it true? But today I remind you that the most beautiful things in this life are not seen or touched, they are felt, do not lose control of these emotions in your life.
The point I want to address here is to become aware of the importance of managing emotions, never ignore them, we agree that we should not ignore negative emotions, it is advisable to identify and control them, especially those that steal our inner peace. We have to start developing skills to use and learn to manage our emotions. Learning to identify negative emotions is important to overcome challenges and lessen conflicts and moods that are dangerous to our mental health. On the other hand, identifying, controlling, and managing negative emotions helps us to improve our social and family life, harmonizing with the environment and above all with our inner peace.
When we learn to recognize and understand the negative emotions that harm us, we are taking the first step to the self-generation of thoughts, feelings, and actions of our own behavior, which impacts our family environment, work, and social life. We are thus taking an important step towards self-regulation. Remember that we should manage our emotions, not let them manage us. So, try being happy for a day even if it is full of stress.
Today I invite you to be happy at the end of a day full of stress and anguish. It is an exercise that little by little will make you change your perception of the world around you, and will make you change your thoughts in a positive way and therefore change your behavior towards your environment.
At the end of your daily routine, after a day full of difficulties, family or work problems and a lot of stress, end the day with some very easy to do exercises that will help you release all those negative emotions that made you a person in a bad mood, with harsh words and even a sore back with contracted muscles. The exercise you will do today is a negative emotions liberator.
Let's start: Do you want to get to your room and cry after a day full of stress, yes you read that right, cry, and cry a lot, empty those tears contained for a whole day, you have the right to do it. Alone no one sees you, do it... ok, you don't feel like crying but you still feel bad, I ask you then: Do you like to write, of course, you do, write good content telling about your lousy day and publish all your thoughts in this spectacular platform that liberates emotions by writing. Ok, you don't feel like writing today either, you want to move your body, so: do you like dancing, singing, painting, drawing, cooking? Any of these multiple activities will serve you as an exercise to release emotions. While we are on the subject of moving your body, do you like to do physical exercise, good decision, go for a walk, connect with nature, or have a guided routine in a gym, you will feel great even if your day was the worst of your days. And finally and most importantly, of all the liberators of negative emotions is the one that has the most spiritual value and that I recommend you never stop doing: have a personal, intimate encounter with God, our Heavenly Father through prayer. When praying, be thankful for the day, even if it is a bad day, be thankful and ask God to teach you what you have learned, the purpose for the day lived, "Whatever you ask in prayer, believing, you will receive. Matthew 21:22." All these activities, as you have noticed, are simple routines that you can put into practice as daily exercises of great emotional release.
Finally, I invite you to reflect for a moment, if you could change the way you express your emotions... How far would you go or what would you do to change them?
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It is True Joy.
If I were given the choice of which basic emotional state I would like to be in every moment of my life I would choose to be always joyful without hesitation. In fact, most of the day I am cheerful, although I have not yet mastered being cheerful when I am very hot or when I am very hungry... hahaha.
When I go to a meeting I make my friends laugh with my jocularity, so being always cheerful has helped me to socialize and have better receptivity and contact with my closest friends, undoubtedly being cheerful produces physical and mental well-being. Feeling cheerful is positive for health, improves the immune system, and alleviates or counteracts many diseases. That is why I prefer to be cheerful as long as possible, it generates pleasure, I always flee from negative emotions, and toxic people, who produce anxiety or sadness.
My joy is authentic, I always keep a positive attitude towards life, I always want to experience new things, especially those that give me a feeling of happiness. This feeling always appears naturally and makes my behavior increase my good mood.
I emphasize that my joy is authentic because I have observed in some people a feigned joy. I have observed that there are people who intentionally pretend to be happy, when they smile they do it in a forced way, having discordance in their body and facial posture, which justifies that state of joy. The person pretends to be cheerful for some purpose or interest. It happens a lot when they are in front of a person of authority, even if that person does not like them, they have to pretend to be cheerful because you run the risk of being fired, in case they are your boss at work. Another joy that is manifested similar to the feigned joy is the cynical joy, which is manifested as a defense mechanism to avoid showing another emotion, which is usually negative. It also happens very frequently in the workplace and is very similar to feigned joy.
I also remembered that I witnessed many cases of joy, called in these cases as moria joy (empty joy) during the time I worked in a special education institute for people with mental retardation. It was a type of emotional behavior referred to as an empty joy, with no apparent reason to be joyful. Some people with mental retardation manifest symptoms of joy, with eccentric behavior, and a lot of joviality without coherent sense with their environment. This type of cheerfulness predominates in people with brain injury, dementia, or cognitive impairment.
However, we could also talk about people with bipolar disorder or other psychotic disorders such as in some cases of schizophrenia, where joy manifests itself out of control, out of context, a joy that is not normal or natural, but pathological. Here the manifestation of the emotional picture that produces joy could even be dangerous, since the person can lose control of the situation.
When we do not present any pathological picture or disorder, that is, we are common people with the rest of our family or friends and we hear something funny or a joke, and at that moment, for a short time, our mood changes in a positive way, manifesting a hilarious joy. Although this type of joy is the most frequent, especially when we are told a good joke or when we see a funny situation in the environment, the feeling of joy is for a short time. Sometimes a person going through a bereavement, after the loss of a loved one, will show hilarious joy for a short time when faced with a comical or humorous situation that takes him/her out of his/her sadness for a moment.
Most people tend to think that the feeling of being joyful is something simple and unique, but as we have already seen there are different physical and mental circumstances that suggest or give us indications of various types of emotions about joy, some can be authentic, others feigned or cynical and some pathological. The manifestation of being joyful in some cases is not as natural as it seems... What do you think about it?
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A Habit that Seems Crazy.
When we see a person talking to himself, it seems strange to us, we even think that this person might have a mental disorder, because talking to himself has always been associated with being crazy. But if you think about it, even we, who do not have any mental disorder, have sometimes talked to ourselves when we believe that no one is watching us.
The act of talking to oneself, or private speech is a type of talking called by psychologists as "self-directed speech", now if it happens in a very young child it is called "egocentric speech". In young children seeing them play and talk alone is normal, we always observe it in our young children. It is a normal process that with the passage of time is reduced and then disappears to give way to inner speech or verbal thought. But some of us adults still retain self-directed speech expressed in whispers, visibly moving our mouths.
Adults who talk to themselves are not crazy, we are just processing information by making our thoughts in an audible form to help us organize ideas, thus self-directed speech enhances comprehension. This private speaking occurs more frequently when we have many activities to perform, allowing greater understanding and performance in the activities, in other words, it helps to organize thoughts for action. When I am talking to myself I express in a low voice what I am going to do before I do it, in this way, I am planning my actions.
On many occasions I find myself talking to myself, very often I do it when I am in the kitchen and I want to know what I have before preparing a dish, I repeat out loud what I have and what I am missing of the ingredients, I also do it if I am organizing my room and when I go for a walk. And it is one of my favorite ways to repeat out loud when I want to learn something, I remember it more easily if I repeat it out loud several times.
We remember better if we repeat several times or explain something out loud to ourselves, in fact it was my best way to learn when I was studying in school and then in college. I would explain out loud what I wanted to learn and that way my brain retains the information better, how many times have we done the same thing, even when we don't have a place to write down a new phone number we repeat it to memorize the number.
In my house I am not the only person who talks to myself, my son does it too. On many occasions I observe my son when he moves his mouth and is absorbed with himself talking to himself, he has a habit that seems crazy... haha
I know my son does it when he is doing a complex activity, the more difficulty he has in doing the activity the more he expresses it verbally, looking for the solution to the problem sitting at his desk. He uses it as a strategy to organize his ideas and put them into practice.
In conclusion, talking to yourself is more normal than many people think and it is even healthy because it allows you to release accumulated stress before a job or activity that is presented with difficulty. But we have to make something clear if what you verbalize is not consistent with the activities we do, also if being in public you start to talk without any sense or when loudly transmit negative messages and you are unable to control that way of talking alone, then that habit of talking alone could be associated with another problem and should consult a professional.
Are we here at home the only ones who sometimes use self-directed speech to organize ideas? Tell me about yourself, do you also sometimes talk to yourself... I look forward to hearing from you.
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Academic Avatar.
One of the stages of my life that I remember with great emotion, because they were moments of teaching and learning for me, were my moments lived as a university professor in the chair of the research methodology and as a jury in the defense of undergraduate papers to qualify for a university degree. At that time I interacted with many students, both undergraduate and graduate. In the article, **I Connect with Real Life.** I had told you something about that stage of my life. https://read.cash/@rodriguezpct/i-connect-with-real-life-12540821
One of the characteristics that students presented, in that past time and I could bet that even today, is the high level of anxiety and stress at the time of defending their thesis work, in front of three jurors on the day set by the university for the presentation. I remember that on one occasion a student could not express anything in words and was sweating excessively, totally blocked emotionally and mentally, before a very extreme anxiety she fainted in the middle of the exhibition hall. For obvious reasons, the presentation of her work was suspended. But she asked not to suspend it for another day but to place it after other students defended their work on the same day. And so it was done. She returned to present at the end of the day and before starting she apologized for fainting because of her anxiety. After so much emotional suffering she managed to present a little calmer, ending with the approval of her thesis, but undoubtedly it was a day full of stress and anxiety for her.
Just like that student who fainted, many other students presented pictures of extreme anxiety during those days. They could not avoid going through that moment because their paper was the last requirement demanded by the university to obtain their degrees.
There are many social situations that people suffering from anxiety can avoid. The social phobic shows great anxiety when speaking in public, even when they feel observed and judged by other people as well as when they are in the presence of people of higher authority. The anxiety is provoked by the possibility of being seen by others as insecure or awkward and they show extreme fear of being disapproved by others. The degree of anxiety suffered by some people will depend directly on the degree of importance of the situation that they cannot avoid, in the case of students who present their final work, it is something they cannot let pass and hence their level of anxiety and panic.
In daily situations, people who present social phobia picture regularly have an inhibited verbal communication style, their body language makes them be quickly detected by a specialist in human behavior, since they are regular people who dodge the look, their hands sweat a lot and they have them cold, they blush when a person in authority addresses them, their behavior, in general, is passive, their tone of voice is low and sometimes they stutter. Other people show little social interest towards them because of this type of behavior, generating a feeling of disapproval in them, increasing the level of anxiety and insecurity.
Now after remembering this time with students I think that nowadays with so much technology available and in a world where everything changes rapidly, where the real world is mixed with the virtual world, I think that universities should incorporate something like an "academic metaverse". Writing this content I think of this option as available to reproduce the dynamics of presentation of degree works by students with high levels of anxiety. That this digital revolution is not only used for games or for moments of leisure, but that it is used to treat people with high levels of anxiety that do not allow them to develop normally in real life.
I imagine the three professors acting as thesis jurors and the student with Oculus virtual glasses, where the virtual world would be an ideal scenario for the person who is afraid of public speaking, where all the situations feared by the student that provoke anxiety or panic attacks are controlled in a virtual world. It would be a controlled exposure for students to overcome their emotional states of anxiety and panic. The academic metaverse allows students to make their presentations in virtual world platforms... Not only in universities, it would also be a virtual world in a job interview, in presentations at national or international conferences, and in any other situation that generates anxiety and panic in people... Already in developed countries and in the midst of pandemic circumstances is a resource currently used, but in my country that option is not yet foreseen for a long time, but imagine it does not cost me anything and this virtual world seen in this way for me would be great.
The metaverse is a virtual reality that we have in our present and this would be a healthy way to take advantage of technologies to create an environment of controlled exposure for people who have difficulty with social interaction...
Now to conclude, by way of self-evaluation, reflect on the following questions:
Do you have an important meeting coming up in the next few days and have been unable to get a good night's sleep?
When you think about that important meeting in front of people in authority, do your palms sweat?, do you feel palpitations and fear of speaking in public?... let me tell you that you may be one of many people who suffer from social anxiety.
Thank you for going all the way to the end, I would love to read your comment.
I raise this great possibility in a very near future: in a hyperconnected world, I imagine all of you and me of course; with virtual glasses like Oculus, where everyone on the read.cash platform will be avatars interacting, where we would all be, my followers and sponsors, exchanging content on different topics, especially on cryptocurrencies and bitcoins, and to tell you among many other things that you are the best.
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I Connect with Real Life.
There was a time when I worked in two universities where I had to have two cell phones. I had a cell phone number that was exclusively for students and the other number was private, only family and very close friends had it, although over time I also gave it as references in banks and other government agencies. And I still keep that same number.
Why two cell phone numbers?
I had the need for privacy, to get away from undergraduate and graduate students at the end of each semester. I had a number exclusively for students. I had the need to have that number just for them because I received constant calls on any day, no matter if it was on weekends and at any time, no matter if it was late at night. For the students, it was like I was on call 24 hours a day, every day.
In the last few years, before my retirement from public work, I was involved in teaching undergraduate and graduate research papers to undergraduate and graduate students. And I also served for several years as a juror in undergraduate thesis defense. There were too many students, many, I could say at times there were more than 100 students between the two private universities because I was also a thesis juror and I had in my hands their papers that they were going to defend to qualify for a degree in their university career. Most of them were stressed and loaded with a lot of anguish because they had too many obstacles to deliver their final work. There were too many anxious calls that I was always answering at any time.
On many occasions, they called me to ask such simple questions that showed that they had not read the internal rules of the university to prepare the final thesis. They would ask such simple questions, but when they were asked so late at night on a Saturday or Sunday, I did not like them very much, rather they annoyed me. I remember once I was called to ask if the first pages of the thesis were numbered and it was a very late Sunday, even sleep was taken away from me by that student.
Hence my need to have another cell phone number and at the beginning of each semester I would write the number on the blackboard. I had my academic advising schedule and I also attended after hours at the request of the students themselves. Almost at the end of each semester, the routine doubled because as the thesis due date approached, the demands on the advising were greater.
In the last month, the insistence for support was more intense. I always tried to put myself in the students' shoes and was available to them. I never refused to give advice. But in the last week when they started calling late at night, I turned off my cell phone. That cell phone was off every day after 7pm and on weekends. It was the only solution to the problem of the students' lack of consideration.
It was the only time when I had the need to turn off my cell phone. I stopped working at universities to start working as a coordinator of a training program for a refinery staff. I always kept both cell phone numbers, but at this level of training, I did not receive calls on weekends and even less in the evenings. So over time, I didn't use that number as much, and now I don't have it anymore. I just keep the same one that my family and friends have always had.
After a while, the cell phones got damaged and I was without a cell phone for a long time. I am not addicted to technology. The term to define a person addicted to technology is nomophobia, because I am sure I am not, because I have spent a lot of time without a smart phone. I am more aware of real life. When I go out for a walk, shopping or to visit a friend I leave my cell phone at home, I go out without a cell phone. Yesterday I spent the whole day without Internet because the power went out for several hours and at different times of the day. I spent the day in my real life very relaxed, doing other activities. The only thing I regretted was not being able to post, read and comment anything on the read.cash platform.
According to some data I researched, a person spends 8 hours or more a day on his cell phone, either for work or because he is immersed in the world of the metaverse. Currently, there are many people addicted to cell phones... What do you think?.. leave me your comment.
Always grateful to my followers and sponsors that thanks to technology we have been connected all the time and publishing in this magnificent platform that allows us to interact actively, no matter if it's the weekend or late at night. With you I never turn off my cell phone. You guys are the best.
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I Miss the Gym.
I am doing much better from the painful tooth extraction. As you may remember, those of you who have followed me in my last posts, last Friday when I went to the dentist's office for the extraction, the anesthesia did not have the desired effect and the tooth was extracted with a lot of pain by the doctor. If you want to know what happened that day you can read "a scream of terror" movie. https://read.cash/@rodriguezpct/a-scream-of-terror-919553ce
Now I am resting for several days. I feel better, the wound is closing and my face is not swollen at all. Since yesterday I stopped taking the anti-inflammatory and tomorrow, Tuesday, is the 7th day of the prescribed antibiotic. Now I feel like exercising.
Since November of last year, I have been going to a gym from Monday to Friday. I am more or less an hour and a half, doing all kinds of routines guided by an instructor in a personalized way, that is, the exercises are taking into consideration my age, which is not necessary to say ... hahaha. It's been almost four months and I really notice the progress in my body. Of course, I'm not going to lie in saying that I'm a fitness sculpture ... hahaha ... but at least I don't have so much loose flesh everywhere, especially in my arms, they looked like bat wings ... sincerity always ahead, why lie ... hahaha ... Even so, I love my whole body, without any complex, all of me.
As I said, I need to go to the gym, physical exercise is very important and necessary for the health of the body and also for mental health because it keeps you physically agile and young despite the years. I already have the routine of going to the gym and since I am here at home bored, my mind and body ask me to do it. But in truth, what happened to me on Friday with the tooth extraction is not to be taken lightly or as a joke. The instructor recommended me to be a while without doing the routines and less at the beginning to lift weights because I can suffer from some discomfort in the wound that may prevent it from healing properly. So I have to follow the doctor's and the gym instructor's instructions and stay at home for 7 days.
The 7 days are due next Friday, so no way I have to go next Monday more recovered and ready for anything... I think that by next Monday I will have a loose body again... hahaha.
When I decided to start exercising it was because I felt a lot of flaccidity in my body, especially in my arms and legs. I urgently needed to do something, so I set myself an urgent goal to go to a gym. I talked to the instructor and since that moment, in November last year, I have trained every part of my body and every day with specific exercises to strengthen arms and legs. And it's been the best decision I've made in a long time. It's great, I feel wonderful.
Of course, the change in my body has not been overnight, and at the beginning it was very painful. The training during the first two weeks was very painful all over my body, but by the third week I was better and a little more agile with the routines, dedicating each day a training session to a part of my body. One day I left the gym walking slowly because of the pain in my legs and another day I left the gym without moving my arms... hahaha.
We warm up with dance therapy and the class is collective. There in dance therapy are 25 minutes we work various parts of the body to the rhythm of merengue and salsa latina. And then depending on the day we start with the arm and leg routines, although in the end these exercises act globally. At the end of each routine we do 15 minutes of hip and abdomen with a routine we call "palito" because we do it with thin sticks.
Going to the gym is now enjoyable and fun, being in training pleases me a lot, especially because I'm starting to notice the results in my body, I don't feel it as flabby as before.
Today I don't have inspiration to write much, so I'm going to leave it until another time to write. I think my brain also took it seriously and went to rest... hahahaha.
Thanks for reading this far, I have a feeling it was a marathon effort made by you guys to make it to the end. Very grateful for always having my followers, who are already more than 107, how wonderful indeed ... and my dear friends sponsors that add 7 spectacular people who always support me with their sponsorship. You are the best.
I Am Not a Cryptocurrency.
In recent days I read some comments about a person who had been blocked by another one. I immediately thought that whoever blocked would not agree with the comment this person made about the posted content. These episodes happen very often on social networks. Blocking has become a strategy to terminate an online relationship.
On social networks and especially on a platform like read.cash we have the opportunity to interact with many people, I would say that too many contacts intervene and comment openly and respectfully on what is published here, or on any of the social networks, where we have the opportunity to freely express ideas and thoughts. It is to be expected that such content may not be of the same line of opinion of many people. Blocking is a valid option if at some point we are unduly attacked by some content that does not follow the same stream of thought of some person, it is a quick way to manage a conflict that we do not want to resolve and in a unidirectional way represents a way out for our mental health. In other words, we do not want to waste time giving sometimes unnecessary explanations about our way of thinking or transmitting an idea, it is a cold and fast strategy, just a click away on our mobile. Although it is possible to resolve doubts and if the parties wish to clarify the differences, blocking should be considered as a last option.
Blocking is a decision that is not as easy as it seems, we must be clear that if we are going to block a person is because we have no other way out, that is when we have exhausted other options, although generally blocking in social networks is a behavior associated with an impulsive emotional state, that is motivated by that moment of conflict between the two people who exchange opposing views. But there is something that must be clear, the contacts we have on social networks is a decision, not an obligation. If social networks give us the option to block it is an alternative that we have to decide. It is a personal decision who enters through that door of social networks to our real life and it is also our personal decision when it is necessary to close that door we opened. Just one click is enough to put distance and silence a contact without having to give an explanation to anyone.
Here on this platform, we interact on a regular basis (and enriching) with many people that even without knowing them in person, respect is maintained, reaching a significant relationship of certain virtual friendship. Every day this virtual world harmonizes more and more with our real life. Whether we want it or not, every publication we make is often a reflection of our life, a touch of our personality, we express our ideas and thoughts as a virtual reflection of our essence and behavior. In an article I published recently I also commented something in relation to how **Cryptocurrencies Define your Personality**. I bring it to reference to emphasize the fact that our real life is mixed with the virtual world. And in our real life we also "block" away from people, either family, friends, or ex-partners, we consider them "toxic" and we do not want them near our real or virtual environment. https://read.cash/@rodriguezpct/cryptocurrencies-define-your-personality-17e6a2af
Blocking is a quick way for the person who executes it to end a virtual relationship with a person. The person who suffers the blocking always ends up questioning the abrupt way of ending the communication, feeling a certain degree of disappointment for the person who has blocked him/her.
In my country, we have a saying that expresses when in real life some person cuts off the relationship in an abrupt way, this popular saying summarizes what was said before: "*I am not a gold coin for everyone to like me*"... In the virtual world the saying also applies, but I would say it in an updated way: "***I am not a cryptocurrency, for everyone in the virtual world to like me***".
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A Scream of Terror
Today in the morning I went to the dentist's office for the extraction of the tooth that has been bothering me for several weeks. I confess, I was very afraid. I relived the trauma of my adolescence and youth when I visited the dentist for my dental check-up. Going to the dentist makes me anxious because it is very painful for me. I don't know why the anesthesia doesn't have the desired effect. The same thing always happens to me: I leave the office traumatized.
I arrived at the time set by the doctor, my son accompanied me. There were no other patients in the office so I immediately went into the office with the doctor, my son stayed in the waiting room.
The doctor asked me if I was taking the antibiotic and the anti-inflammatory that she had prescribed. I told her that I have been taking them for four days, I still have three days left for the antibiotic and one for the anti-inflammatory. But my jaw was no longer swollen and I had no pain.
The dentist told me to relax, to open my mouth wide and with an injector she began to place the anesthesia in various parts, I think at the beginning I felt three punctures, or rather where I held my breath three times. The doctor started asking if I felt anything when she touched my tooth and I did. Then she injected me with anesthesia two more times.
After several injections, 6 in total, she told me to take a deep breath and that she was going to remove the tooth. When he began to remove the tooth I felt so much pain that I screamed so loudly that later, alone with my son, he told me it was one of those horror movie screams. The scream was so loud that the whole office could hear it. Thank God there were no other patients because they would have all run away in terror. Horrible experience. Thank God the doctor removed the tooth quickly and I could bear the pain more calmly.
The doctor treated me very professionally at all times, trying to make me relax, very affectionate. The doctor told me that when the anesthesia does not have the expected effect it is because the infected tissue has a low pH which prevents the anesthesia from penetrating the area where it should act and does not produce the desired anesthetic effect. That is why the extraction of the tooth was a horrible pain experience, like a horror movie because of the scream of pain.
Then I sat for a while in the waiting room with a cotton plug in the wound squeezing hard in my mouth, because too much blood was coming out of the wound and the doctor very kindly accompanied me for a while. Every moment she asked me how I was feeling. If I was in less pain. Indeed, I was no longer in so much pain and I was calmer. While she accompanied me, the doctor told me the immediate care: to bite for 20 minutes the gauze as a plug that she put on the wound to maintain the pressure, since too much blood was coming out. Not to use mouthwash for 48 hours. Eat soft foods for 3 days, drink plenty of water to keep hydrated, but no straw for at least 7 days. Take prescribed medications for the indicated days. And if any emergency arises do not hesitate to call her.
It will take a few days for the wound to heal. She recommended absolute rest for three days and not to go to the gym for at least 10 more days. I should not lift weights for more than 15 days, only low-impact exercises.
So now I am calm, relaxed in my room without any pain but taking the doctor's recommendations very seriously. I am calmly writing these lines, describing my horrible experience of going to the dentist for the extraction of the tooth.
Thank God I got out of this ordeal of pain due to an infected tooth. Now to relax, read some articles and also comment.
Thanks for having the patience to go all the way. You guys are the best.
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How to Heal a Wound.
I have spent a weekend a little bit sore because of discomfort that arose in a tooth. Since last Friday night, after I came back from the gym, the left side of my jaw started to swell. I had no pain at all, just the symptom of swelling on one side of my face.
On Saturday and Sunday, I felt more of a throbbing sensation in my tooth than pain. I washed my hands and I could see with my fingers that the tooth is a little loose and it hurts when I touch it with my fingers. So on Monday I rested and did not go to the gym. But still, on Tuesday, I had the same symptoms of swelling and throbbing in the tooth so I went to the dentist.
The doctor checked me. She can't remove the tooth until the swelling in my face goes down. She prescribed me antibiotics and anti-inflammatory. I start taking them today. In four days I have to go back to the office to have the tooth removed. I am very nervous, I am very cowardly in a dentist's office, my heart gallops like a "crazy horse" in my chest just to hear the noise of the devices that dentists use, as well as the smell of anesthesia that comes from the environment, but healing my body, in this case, my face and my mouth is the most important thing for now, I must go to the office as a brave woman, it is the only solution to my physical ailment. I will have an open wound for several days that will force me to rest for a week in the gym. But in the name of God, I will be healed of that wound soon.
How to heal an open wound from a tooth?... with antibiotics, anti-inflammatory and taking that tooth out of my mouth. There is no other way. So I have to be brave and go to the dentist's office next Saturday morning.
But now tell me... How to heal a wound of the soul?
When we are wounded we are broken, we bleed a wound. Most people who have a wound in the soul, are people who carry a heavy load on their back, they have a "backpack full of emotional stones", they carry a weight of bitterness, hatred, unforgiveness, anger, resentment, all those negative emotions are directed towards another person and the truth is that people are very bad, they have no peace, they live sick.
An emotional wound is the reason why many people commit reprehensible, aberrant acts, because a wound is the reason why many people are today what they never thought they were going to be. They become beings full of grudges.
Everyone has been wounded at some stage of their lives and there are wounds so deep that they will never heal if we do not know how to forgive. When love is greater than hate, which wants to destroy us, we must forgive in order to heal. Forgiveness is "the antibiotic and anti-inflammatory" that our soul needs to heal.
Many people, rather than forgive, prefer to live with that pain all their lives until they are left without the slightest degree of breath. It is as if I, because of my fear of the dentist, prefer to live with my toothache, condemned to have my face swollen forever, exposing my physical health. The same thing happens with an emotional wound. When we are wounded we must solve the problem where we were hurt, so that the wound does not become deeper. We must do the same with the wounds of the soul, heal.
A person who has hurt you is a person who has no love in his or her heart. When a wound takes strength in a person and is filled with bitterness, then life for that person is losing meaning, and if not channeled in time can fall into the world of alcoholism, drugs or live tied to his past in another new relationship of friendship or partnership. He o She is not happy. It is not easy to forgive and only you know what you are feeling, maybe it is very difficult, but I tell you today with much love, it is necessary that you do it because if you cannot forgive suddenly you are in front of a clear evidence that you need to fill your life with the love of God. If you do not have love in your heart, that does not make you any different from the lack of love of the person who failed you.
It may be harder to know that the person who hurt you is not sorry for what they did, but that still does not give you the right to hate, to not forgive, and to not let go of that resentment that sickens the soul. Let it go, and in front of God fix it, because you have to be free and not a slave of something that hurt you and wounded you. When you forgive you are free, the others or whoever has caused you the hurt can go their way, but you become free and the important thing is that you are well. Do not let bitterness, hatred, take the place in your heart that they do not have to take, and be free. Forgive and live the happiness of being free of grudges.
I look forward to reading your commentary on the subject.
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Cryptocurrencies Define your Personality.
It has been nine months since I started publishing on this platform. People who have followed me since my beginnings know that I have always loved to write, in fact, I once told the story that I did one of my 5-year degrees at a university in a non-attendance mode. It was a great experience that cemented my passion for reading and writing. So it became relatively easy to participate as a writer on read.cash.
Here at read.cash, besides being my first experience as a writer, I discovered the world of cryptocurrencies. I have always said it: I had never read or researched about this cryptocurrency topic before, in other words, I was totally ignorant on the subject. I have nine months reading many other writers and I always gravitate towards content that deals with cryptocurrencies and bitcoins. At first, I didn't understand the terms because I read from all the writers. Then it dawned on me that the writers who deal with this topic think that already all of us on this platform handle the concepts. But there are also writers who are aware of this mistake and try to make their contents as explanatory and simple as possible, so that they can be understood by the beginner population that is starting in this world of digital currency. I started subscribing to those writers and I kept reading all the contents and assimilating that knowledge, which by the way is very active, never ceases to give something new, and I like that because it attracts me and always pushes me to continue researching.
When I read content my mind goes beyond the content I read, because without realizing it, my mind is reflecting in some way the personality of the person who writes the article I read, I can not help it. It is a habit that I have had for many years because of my profession, since for almost 30 years I used to meet with multidisciplinary teams in the area of psychology and psychiatry to discuss individual cases and define personality traits of children and adolescents. The same thing happens to me when it is a manuscript, because of graphology.
Cryptocurrencies reflect the profile of people who publish on the subject on read.cash, most share the trait of being open to novelty and are people who like to take risks in life. There are many writers who publish their content based purely on the topic of the digital currency universe, reflecting many types of personalities. I am very struck by the fact that the ages of the writers vary, that is, young people and people who are not so young, all deal with the subject, the important thing for them is to have skills in the digital world, even knowing that it is a world where uncertainty prevails. Everyone likes to take risks.
I have read some articles where it can be inferred that the writer may be developing addictions to gambling and betting. Neither age nor gender has an influence here. What influences is the ability and skill, the more skill they have the more the risk of gambling and betting. This behavior could suggest that it is a pattern of behavior of people who like to experiment, they are people who are not boring at all, they are always looking for new activities in the digital world that can be developed to generate profits.
What today is worth a lot, tomorrow may already lower its value and even lose. The feeling of risk and excitement that the world of cryptocurrencies produces is addictive. The risk faced in the world of cryptocurrencies is uncertain, having courage, taking risk and staying consistent in it is the pattern of behavior in general. Posting and commenting on the topic in general confers hope among one another, especially in those facing economic situations that drive them on.
A pattern of behavior in general is I have been able to observe and it is very positive, is that in this platform we are a very united community of writers, where the advice given by experts on the subject of cryptocurrency are taken into consideration by many, but the final decision to invest or not, is individual, being clear that whoever has a more defined personality about the risks that can run will be the one who moves more. Here it is difficult not to move, staying active is the constant.
It is also a constant to keep researching on the subject, personally, I can say that now I know only a little more about the subject, when I started I knew nothing. It is my constant to always research and read from other writers who have more experience. Little by little, slowly but surely.
I would like to read your comments on the subject.
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Do it with love so that it has value.
How many times have we encountered people who believe that what they do is more important than what other people do. Many times they belittle, sometimes they trample, but above all, many times they do not appreciate with love the things that others do, because they do not value them.
All things are important no matter how simple they may seem to be. Let us reflect for just a moment on this simple example of the irreplaceable role that the tiny bees play on the planet, their work of pollinating is fundamental in our life and that of the planet. Let's think for a moment if we remove the tiny bees from the environment, if the bees were to become extinct, without these pollinating insects a third of our food would disappear and so would part of the fodder that feeds the livestock we eat. As Einstein would say: "If the bees disappear from the planet we would only have 4 years of life left".
We can also reflect on the work done by the people who collect solid waste in the cities, to give another example of the importance of things that are done with love... . Here in the area where I live, the truck and the people who are in charge of this work have not passed by for 3 weeks. We were invaded by flies, with a polluted environment in the streets where the waste is normally placed waiting for the truck. Yesterday the truck finally passed by, taking the solid waste away, thank God. What an underappreciated job, where many times the people who are in charge of collecting the solid wastes are often criticized for their work. How valuable is the work of the bees and the waste collectors! That work of the solid waste collectors is no less important than the work we do, if we do everything with love, everything has its value. Isn't it?
When we do not put love to a job, to whatever we do, that job has no essence, has no value, has no transcendence, when we put love to any activity we do, that work is magnified, whatever we do in the place we are performing as an activity in life we must put love, we must put heart into it.
Many people are frustrated because the things they do are not done with care, they are always bitter, angry, furious, with words that come out of their mouths belittling everything around them.
Let us free ourselves from those words that suddenly do harm because we live denying, because we live saying things that are not because we live slandering, we live pointing fingers, and because of all that behavior that is so bad, how much have we not lost by not controlling that temperament? How many doors have perhaps been closed because of that anger, how many people have moved away because of that temper?
I am not here to point fingers at anyone, I even add myself as a person who also at some point has done some things without love, to get out of the commitment, without giving it the value it really deserves. We are not perfect, but we are human beings willing to a transformation for change. I am reflecting on the need for a change of attitude in our way of being because character is the set of attitudes that gives us traits in our personality, which identifies us before other people.
In the Word of God it says: "So every good tree bears good fruit, but the bad tree bears bad fruit. A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, nor can a bad tree bear good fruit. Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. Therefore, by their fruits you will know them". If I meditate on what I just read in Matthew 7:17-20, it shows me that the attitude of each one of us is the reflection of what is inside our being, that is to say that if we have a bad character it is because inside me there is a bad attitude, there is evil and that is reflected in our actions, what comes out of the mouth, comes out of the heart, and this contaminates man.
Encourage yourself to do things with love, encourage yourself to look at people with respect, and also with love, may everything you do inspire you. Let everything you do with love have its value, no more and no less.
Every thing I do I do with love, every time I write I am inspired to do my best, out of respect for the people who read me and follow me on read.cash, maybe I am not the best in writing content, maybe I am not the most prepared, but I put all my love, I put all my respect, and I put all my heart, so that every person who reads me, is motivated. Today I invite you to do all the things you have to do with love. Today I invite you to do with love everything you have to do in life.
I send you a hug, no matter if it is virtual, because I send it with love to each one of you. May God help us to be better people every day, to receive with love what we do, and deliver it with love as well.
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Cupid Wants Nothing to Do with Me
I have lived many years, that is, chronologically I am old enough to say that I am a mature woman, I thank God for every year I have lived, for every experience I have overcome that has made me understand that life is that, to overcome experiences and to grow emotionally, physically and spiritually.
I have gone through a divorce, and I have overcome it emotionally for many years now, for 15 years to be exact. I have lived without a partner since then. I like my independent life, my freedom, although I will not deny it, in recent years I have wanted to have a partner, but "cupid" wants nothing to do with me. Yes, I have had a boyfriend, or at least a few months, I have tried, I never refuse to love a partner, but I have never had a commitment as a partner with anyone.
Having a couple relationship after being so long without the company of a man is to think about it and very well... I am not afraid of love, nor of life as a couple. The experience I have gained over the years without a partner has made me mature and reflect on what I want, need, and am prepared to give. I know what I can give as a person. I know that I have love in my heart, I also know that I am not perfect but I am unique and unrepeatable, thank God there are no two like me...hahaha.
I have a personality marked in great part for being sanguine, of those who make friends for their cheerful and positive way of seeing life, of those who do not stop talking and making people laugh who are next to them. Always with a good joke for every circumstance that comes to my life, as a friend of mine would say: "the soul of the party". My closest friends who know what my personality is like have always asked me: Why don't I have a partner? They have even offered themselves to be one, but they also say that they can't be one because I'm too tall for them, I'm 1,74 mt (5.70 feet) tall and most of my friends are short .... hahaha.
I don't think it's because of my height that cupid doesn't want anything to do with me. I understand that cupid has a blindfold, that's why they say that "love is blind" and that's how cupid walks around, like a cherub, all over the place throwing arrows of love left and right. I think it may be that because of my "advanced youth" I no longer believe in "blind love" and I am more inclined to reason than to emotion. In other words, I think a lot about it when an arrow scratches my heart and I take it off myself without Cupid noticing it, he has a blindfold on his eyes... hahaha.
Many people who say they don't have a partner are looking for love. They are even looking for a partner to stop being alone. Or because they are afraid of reaching old age without a partner. It is sad, that this is the reason for some people want to have a partner. I have a friend who years ago confessed to me that she regrets having accepted a man in her life, that she did not love him but accepted him as a partner only because she felt lonely, with time she realized the mistake and now suffers the consequences and now wants to free herself from the commitment with that man who took away her peace and did not give her the company she wanted.
Reflecting on the case of that friend who now has no peace or emotional tranquility, for accepting a man just to feel accompanied, I ask myself the following question: Could it be that Cupid has not flirted with me because my inner peace and tranquility are not negotiable? I value my inner peace, I value it so much that when I have toxic situations with people close to me I immediately move away from them, lest "cupid's blind man" flirts me with one of them...hahaha.
Reflection of today's story: stop running after love and start enjoying the slowness of each step you take in the company of a good and sincere friendship.
Happy love day to those of you with partners!
Happy day to all my virtual friends of read.cash!
Last tip of the day: be very careful today with cupid, because he is desperate, throwing arrows without seeing...
Be happy...
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Rise and Shine
I have been trying to write since early in the morning and have not been able to finish the article I want to publish today. Not because I am too lazy to write. I do want to write and I started to deal with a very important topic that I have had in mind for days but due to the circumstances that delayed my publication, I had to change the topic that I had originally prepared.
Early in the morning, I had prepared my workplace, with a cup of coffee in hand I was ready to write and when I had my hands on the keyboard the electric power went out. Here in my community, it is a common occurrence, I would say that not only in my area but throughout the country, every day we have two or more hours without power service. The power actually came back on after two hours.
- Now I am going to write: I said to myself, somewhat encouraged.
Again with another cup of coffee, I started to write and I had not yet written almost nothing, I would say about a paragraph developed, when suddenly my computer crashed and the worst thing is that I could not save what I had already advanced. I restarted the system, opened my file and I had nothing, a blank page. I was disappointed with myself for not having taken the foresight to save the document, what I had already written was lost. But since I didn't want to start over, or rather, I didn't want to stress myself out, I thought better of it and closed everything, turned off the computer, and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
But those two inconveniences made me spend the whole day without wanting to write. In the afternoon I went to the gym and released stress. Going to the gym makes me feel good, even though my body is a little sore. I came home with positive energy. I was ready to start the article with my third attempt of the day. It was at that moment that I thought better of it and changed the topic I had started in the morning.
I thought about the people who make several attempts at some activity, but their plans fall through, they fail and don't continue, they give up. Many times we give up after having failed several times and some people even with just the first failure do not want to try again.
Perhaps the goals that sometimes we have set for ourselves, goals that you have proposed in your studies, in your work, in business, in your spiritual life, in your marriage, in so many things after some beginnings you have wanted to throw in the towel and not keep trying. Maybe you are tired of trying and failing, don't give up, don't give up!
Life is full of difficulties, of defeats, do not let discouragement fill your head, your mind, of things that make you give up, let's keep going, let's not stay on the ground until we fall into misfortune. Just as it happened to me today with so many inconveniences to write, many of you will also have your own stories, many will have fallen in the attempt to write, but here we are, insisting and moving forward, but how many will have given up, they no longer publish anything, they left defeated. Do not let your mind make you feel defeated. Get up and continue towards the goal, let's get up, it hurt us, we stopped writing for a while and we are not so productive, it's ok, but let's get up again and continue towards the goal, the objective you set every month, little by little you are advancing, and I will do the same. We are a team. We will encourage each other.
So get up, keep going and shine!
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Legally Love
"My daughter had already been born 3 years before I met her mother. It was never a problem for me as a man to fall in love with a woman who already had a child. From the moment I met the child I knew in my heart that she would be my beloved daughter. From that moment on I never left her side. When I married my wife, the following month I gave my last name to the child, so from that moment on I became her father before the law.
The marriage with my wife did not work out, we separated after four years of a relationship of discord and several attempts at reconciliation, but the relationship did not go well, we were always arguing and fighting. For the emotional good of my daughter I decided to separate, although thinking about it, it was my ex who decided first because she was the one who left me when she went to live at her mother's house and took the child with her, leaving me alone at home.
Even though my ex left and took the child with her, I have never abandoned her as a father, even after the separation with my ex, my daughter has always been my priority. I go to pick her up at her maternal grandmother's house and she shares the weekends with me. I prefer to be with my daughter on weekends than to be anywhere else, she is and remains my daughter before God and the laws.
But I am worried about something, I have never touched the subject with my daughter that I am not her biological father. And now after the separation with her mother, I am worried that third parties, relatives of my ex, even her, with bad intentions will go ahead to tell the child the truth of her origin, but without taking into consideration the way and manner of telling it. With the idea that the child does not want to spend moments of her life with me."
The story that begins the topic I will discuss today, is a real fact, that can be happening anywhere in the world, it can even be happening to you right now. Today there are many couples in which their children may not be biological children or their own children, or as in the story above, where a marital relationship begins and one of the partners already has a child from a previous relationship and for fear of rejection of the child to the other partner or to avoid emotional damage, is delayed telling the truth to the child, always waiting for the right time and so time goes by.
Now, we all know that every child in the world has a biological father, with the exception of laboratory or assisted reproduction babies. If that is not the case, we all have a biological father. The other case is the legal father, who may not be the biological father. The law recognizes in an official act as the legal father of a child when the woman before marriage already has a child and both the mother with the alleged father agree that her partner is the father of the child, there in that official act they sign an affidavit of paternity, officially declaring themselves as the legal father, from that moment the child will carry the surname of the legal father.
Now the other point we are going to discuss is whether the children should know the truth of their origin. Definitely yes, without the slightest doubt they should know the truth, they have the right to know their origin, they have the right to know who their parents are. In addition, there is more risk in not telling the truth because the parents will always have the uncertainty that the child knows the truth by third parties, thus running the risk that the child believes in his mind that by not telling the truth is for something bad and so he will lose trust with his parents and especially with the legal father.
The other point is how we tell the truth to the child. It all depends on how old the child is when he or she decides to tell the truth about his or her origin. We have to be careful in the details, the information that is very strong should be omitted for when we see that the child is ready to hear it. The important thing is to emphasize at all times that the legal parent has a great and unconditional love for the child. It is important to make the child feel that the child is loved, valued and cared for by the legal parent as if he or she were his or her own biological parent. The difference lies in the unconditional love that one of them gives to the child.
A very simple way that does not cause trauma in the child is to tell the child's origin through the construction of a story, of course, the story has to be adapted to the child's age, the story tells the before and after the arrival of the legal father in the child's life. Making a photo album is another simple way to tell the story, another example is a children's story using finger puppets, in the case of young children, in that story you have to talk about the biological father in a positive way.
In conclusion, I must say that it is important to tell the child that regardless of their origin, what is important is the unconditional love of the legal father towards his child.
Thank you for reading this content that has been intended to be educational and informative for all those parents who, even though they are not biological parents, declare unconditional love towards the children who do not carry their blood but their heart and soul. It is legally love!
You still haven't told your child the truth about his or her origin?
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