Revelo mis Miedos 😱
Contestando los comentarios de mi publicación sobre el tema del Miedo me di cuenta que había un vacío, no escribí desde el corazón ni saque los miedos más profundos que guardo.
Escribiré como si nadie me fuera a leer, una carta para plasmar mis miedos y afrontarlos de una buena vez, solo tendré dos salidas o crecen o disminuyen, espero que se esfumen y se conviertan en 0 y 1 como un código binario que pocos entienden.
El mayor de todos mis miedos es que fallezcan mis padres, y que yo tenga que asumir los roles que hoy les pertenecen. Se que muchos pensarán que todos tenemos miedo a que fallezca nuestros padres pero una vez adultos aceptamos lo que es inevitable, eso pensaba yo y lo había aceptado como algo natural que debía ocurrir y era hasta mejor que mis padres murieran primero que yo porque así no tendrían que pasar por el dolor de ver morir a una hija, eso es lo que me gustaría que sucediera, pero no me quiero desviar del tema central que es el miedo. ¿Por qué después de ser adulta y haberme despojado de ese miedo ahora me atormenta más que nunca.?
En el caso de mi madre ella cuida de mi abuela de 90 años, de mi tía especial síndrome de Down y de sus hijos, uno con síndrome bipolar. Realmente mi mamá tiene una carga muy pesada que me da miedo, mejor dicho pánico de llevar.
Claro que amo a mi mamá y la ayudó en su día a día, también quiero a mi abuela que me regaló lindos momentos, pero cuidar a un anciano con memoria senil, que depende de otra persona para bañarse, limpiarse, vestirse y todo es muy difícil. El triple de difícil que cuidar a un niño, aquí aplica el dicho mientras más grande la persona más grande el problema.
*¡Después de un suspiro profundo!* Y darme cuenta que sucedió; continuó escribiendo, a pesar que mi mamá tiene otros 7 hermanos ella es la única que vela por mi abuela, siempre ha sido así, y no es tanto los gatos de alimentación, medicina, vestuario, mi mama y yo necesitamos a gritos ayuda para tomar un descanso del cuidado de mi abuela, es tan agotador no dormir ni 3 horas seguidas porqué mi abuela se levanta, y empieza a caminar en la oscuridad o empieza hacer tremenduras, han ocurridos accidentes en dos ocasiones por dormimos y ella estar despierta.
La hiperactividad que mi abuela tiene es enorme y aunque ya tiene tratamiento para dormir y controlar eso, no es suficiente. Atender a mi abuela es desde que inicia el día y se levanta hasta cuando hay que ponerle el pañal y acostarla. Algo que mi mamá hace con tanto amor que de verla se me salen las lágrimas.
Mi mamá sufre de estrés, cansancio extremo, y está pasando por insomnio y una tristeza que me preocupa se vuelva depresión. Así que mi miedo a que mi madre muera se incrementa, al pensar que ella no esté y yo deba hacerme cargo de mi abuela.
Adicional a lo anterior, tener que cuidar y responsabilizarme de mi tía especial que aunque es mayor que yo 10 años, siempre será una niña que hay que cuidar y proteger.
Un miedo paralizante es tener que cargar con mi hermano bipolar, es tan difícil la vida a su lado, para todo hay un problema. Cuando se toca ese tema mi mamá me libera diciendo que en el momento que ella no esté presente simplemente lo lleve a un manicomio (sanatorio) que no puedo ni tengo porqué cargar con él.
En mi país ya ni los manicomios existen, así que no es factible.
Otro miedo es perder a mi padre sin su apoyo no podríamos vivir, gracias a que es el benefactor podemos alimentarnos y asumir los costosos gastos de medicinas para controlar la bipolaridad de mi hermano. En una emergencia él está allí así que es parte fundamental de mi estabilidad emocional y mental.
Miedos tengo muchos, miedo a llegar a una vejez enferma y lo peor es que he vivido intentado recuperar mi salud, a mi edad ya he pasado por 3 operaciones de salud y padezco de una enfermedad degenerativa como el Glaucoma.
Trato de no vibrar con mis miedos para no darle fuerza ni para materializarlos. Por lo visto estoy llena de miedos, y sé que muchos comparten el miedo a perder a sus padres.
***Para concluir me doy cuenta que el miedo que creemos haber superado se puede presentar en cualquier etapa de la vida, antes aceptaba con tranquilidad el orden natural de las cosas y la muerte de los padres, hoy me aterra pensarlo.***
Si llegaste hasta aquí gracias y te pido disculpas si te cause alguna angustia, preocupación o mal emoción. Muchas gracias.
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Tema 2: El miedo 06 - 09 - 2021
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Tema #3: La Mentira
Es más fácil encontrar a un mentiroso que a alguien que diga la verdad.
En un mundo donde la mentira está a la orden del día no deberíamos extrañar la verdad, pero nos gusta la gente sincera, auténtica y que diga las cosas reales como son, sin añadir falsedad.
La mentira es algo tan común que se ha convertido en una enfermedad y es aceptada como tal, la **MITOMANÍA** es la acción compulsiva de mentir sin tener la necesidad de hacerlo, es decir la persona miente sin tener algún beneficio por eso.
Si hacemos algo con frecuencia lo convertimos en un hábito y se instala de forma permanente en el subconsciente, creo que al repetir una mentira tras otra la persona se convierte en mitómano y no necesita una causa para mentir.
La mayoría de las personas mienten para obtener un beneficio de algo, para ser aceptado, para salirse de una situación incómoda, por ejemplo cuando llega un cobrador a la puerta de la casa a exigir el pago de una deuda algunos padres niegan su presencia y mandan a su pequeño hijo a decir que no se encuentran. Los niños aprenden con el ejemplo y tal vez los padres que hacen esto piensen que se salieron con la suya y tendrán más tiempo para pagar y dar la cara pero acaban de cometer un error que puede salir más caro, han sembrado la semilla para que sus hijos evadan sus responsabilidades y sean unos mentirosos que luego les mentirán a ellos por cualquier causa sin razón justificable.
El ejemplo que acabas de leer es parte de mi vida, mis padres hicieron lo mejor que pudieron conmigo, realmente estoy orgullosa de ellos. Pero en varias oportunidades actuaron de esa forma y este círculo se acabó cuando yo les dije de forma tangente que no lo iba hacer, que no mentiría por ellos y que dieran la cara. Su expresión fue de total sorpresa porque siempre fui muy obediente y desde ese día creo que dejaron de postergar sus compromisos económicos y empezaron a pagar, pero no todos los niños actúan así, se convierten en cómplices de sus padres sin saber que no es lo correcto.
Confieso tener muchos defectos, algunos de forma consciente y otros tal vez ni sepa que los tengo pero digo de forma orgullosa que siempre digo la verdad por muy dura y cruel que sea. Esto me ha traído consecuencias un tanto desagradables además de tener pocas personas cerca de mi vida.
Ser mentiroso requiere tener buena memoria para recordar detalles cosa que no tengo, nunca me gustaron ni las mentiras ni los mentirosos, poseo poca tolerancia a las mentiras. Supuestamente existen mentiras blancas que son pequeñas y ayudan a salir del paso pero para mí no existen mentiras blancas o negras todas son mentiras.
Sé que si lees esta publicación dirás, que mentirosa la peor persona es la que dice que no miente, de pequeña llegue a mentir y en la adolescencia un poco más, estás en tu derecho de pensar, juzgar y opinar sobre el tema y sobre mí posición. Digo con orgullo que no me gustan las mentiras y que digo siempre la verdad.
Todos hemos sido víctimas de un mentiroso o de una mentira causando sentimientos de dolor, ira, frustración, impotencia entre otros, prefiero herir a las personas con la verdad. *Trata con todo tu corazón y empieza a ser sincero, práctica la sinceridad.*
Mis patrocinadores 😊
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Tema 3: La Mentira 04 - 09 - 2021
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Miedo ¿Cuáles son tus miedos?
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Sentir angustia, que tu cuerpo se bañe de sudor y tener los nervios de punta son las reacciones mas comunes al sentir miedo, todos lo reconocemos y le debemos la vida porque gracias al miedo nuestra especie ha sobrevivido miles de años; pero no todos los miedos son reales algunos son productos de nuestra imaginación.
*Hay muchos tipos de miedo siendo los mas comunes lo que nombrare a continuación:*
***Miedo a la muerte***
Este miedo es muy común porque nadie quiere morir, aunque sabemos que este es nuestro destino le tememos a lo desconocido y lo que sucede más allá de la muerte. **El temor a lo desconocido es lo que hace que tengamos miedo**.
Cuando supe que existía la muerte, siendo pequeña estuve un tiempo muy triste y desmotivada no le veía sentido a la vida, me decía “`si voy a morir para que voy estudiar, que sentido tiene crecer y tener una familia y si tengo hijos los dejare pequeños y serán huérfanos`”, tuve mi primera crisis existencial siendo una niña, conforme pasaron los años agarre el gusto a la vida y me fui aferrando a ella y con eso perdiendo miedo a la muerte viéndola como lejana sin perder la realidad en torno al tema sabiendo que para morir lo que se necesita es estar vivo.
Mi miedo a la muerte desapareció casi por completo, cuando la experimenté de primera mano, vi fallecer a dos seres queridos, una prima y una tía en menos de una semana, ambas por causas de enfermedad y en la ultima pude comprobar que después de la muerte hay otra vida, alguien nos espera más allá, pero esto es tema de otra publicación.
***Miedo a la incertidumbre***
Es el que nos llena de ansiedad por estar pensando en el futuro incierto, por tratar de adelantarnos a los sucesos y que nos paraliza, con las manos atadas no reaccionamos y cada día nos llena de estrés. También lo he vivido, pero no le permito que domine mi vida, tratando de salir de mi zona de confort cada vez que aprendo algo nuevo y me enfoco en el momento.
***Miedo al compromiso***
Aja y aquí están los solterones empedernidos que nunca asumen un verdadero compromiso y dan el paso siguiente, en este miedo soy experta pues cada vez que tengo una relación que pasa del año empiezo a sentirme incomoda y busco los mil y un pretexto para finalizar una relación. Después de mucho tiempo sola me di cuenta que padecía de este miedo, como ya esta identificado creo tener las herramientas para vencerlo ahora falta que llegue una víctima para probar si es cierto.
***Miedo a la soledad***
Este miedo es muy pero muy popular entre las mujeres, que pena etiquetar este miedo a un genero particular como el femenino, pero es mi punto de vista, ¡si eres dama no te ofendas¡, pero acepta que la mayoría de las mujeres que tiene una relación de pareja toxica y enfermiza donde no progresan es por miedo a la soledad. Verse solas sin novios les da una especie de urticaria por todo su cuerpo, se sienten incapaces de salir adelante por sus sueños y prefieren tener algo parecido a un hombre o pareja (mujer) que estar solas un tiempo y aumentar su autoestima, desarrollarse y nutrirse como personas.
También hay hombres que padecen de este miedo, pero son muy pocos según mi percepción.
Ahora les hablo de mí, creo que estoy tan acostumbrada a la soledad que me gusta y la disfruto, nunca he tenido este miedo, sin embargo, si me gustaría tener un compañero para compartir y no por miedo a la soledad.
***Miedo al fracaso***
Este miedo es típico de estudiantes y del mundo actual donde todos queremos ser exitosos, se desarrolla cuando no estamos seguros de nuestras capacidades y nos invaden pensamientos negativos, la mejor forma de vencerlo es estudiando, aprendiendo, trabajando y creyendo en nosotros mismos.
***Miedo al éxito***
Es cuando prefieres pasar por incapaz con tal de no perder algo mas valioso para ti según tu mundo, y aquí te vengo a contar como viví el miedo al éxito.
En mi época escolar siempre fui la mejor del salón, sin esforzarme obtenía las mejores notas pero eso me trajo problemas con los compañeros de estudio, la envidia era la orden del día, como solía ser popular al principio no me afectaba, estando ya en el bachillerato comencé a extrañar mi grupo social e inconscientemente fue descuidando mis deberes dejando de ser la estudiante con mejor notas a convertirme en la segunda o tercera del salón, como todavía me mantenía en el cuadro de honor preferí seguir así por un tiempo.
Después de varios años reconozco mi comportamiento y lo identifico como miedo al éxito, no quise asumir la consecuencia de ser la mejor por mantener un estatus social, esa conducta es la que debemos evitar a toda costa y entender que todo en la vida tiene un precio que hay que pagar.
**Mis queridos patrocinadores muchas gracias.**
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Tema 2: Miedo 03 - 09 – 2021
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Dulce Venganza 😈
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Mi primer acto de venganza fue a la edad de 3 o 4 años no lo recuerdo con exactitud, pero para mí ni fue algo desagradable, sentí asco y desde entonces no me gusta la venganza jejeje es lo que me digo cada vez que siento las ganas de sentir el dulce sabor de ese mal sentimiento.
Mi historia con la venganza comienza así, cuando estaba pequeñita en mi grupo de amigas había una niña que siempre me mordía; en esas situaciones siempre hay un niño activo y otro pasivo en este caso yo era la tonta pasiva que recibía esa expresión de cariño de mi supuesta amiga, nuestros juegos terminaban en mordiscos y yo era la que regresaba a los pies de mi mama llorando y mostrando el detalle en mis brazos.
Un día mi mama cansada de que su hija fuera la víctima, me aconsejo: “***si te dejas morder cuando llegues a casa yo te pegare con la correa la próxima vez***” mi mama me cuenta que abrí los ojos tan grandes como pude y mira que los tengo grandes y le pregunte, pero ¿cómo hago para que no me muerda? Y ella con la sabiduría de las madres me respondió “pégale una patada con tus zuecos de madera, eso le va doler”
Preparada para la siguiente oportunidad, seguí los consejos de mi madre y le di una patadita a esa pequeña traviesa, acto seguido no fue tan fuerte porque me volvió a morder. Cuando regrese llorando esperando que mi mama no me pegara, sino que me consolara, mi mama me dijo vas a tener que hacerle lo que ella te hace a ti, “**MUERDELA”** esa idea no me gustó mucho, pero tenía dos opciones seguir el consejo o atenerme a las consecuencias de recibir una mordida y adicional unos correazos de mi mama.
Yo no quería seguir siendo la víctima, así que llego el día que jugamos y cuando la niña venía a darme una probadita dental yo le hice lo mismo a ella. Al parecer el mordisco fue tan fuerte que se escucharon los gritos por todo el edificio y salieron corriendo las madres a ver qué pasaba, en eso llego la mama de la niña mordelona convertida en una madre rabiosa molesta y fue hasta donde estaba mi mama acusarme por lo que le había hecho a su hija. Mi mama me dice que ella solo miro y con una leve sonrisa de satisfacción le dijo que ya era hora que yo reaccionara después de tantos mordiscos que su niña me había dado.
Desde ese día y hasta hoy creo que no me gustan los mordiscos, con este relato de mi vida quiero llegar a una conclusión, la venganza puede darnos un momento de satisfacción, pero en realidad no es bueno vivir con ese sentimiento. Te pregunto ¿la venganza es un sentimiento que ¿nace con nosotros o es aprendido? Sin juzgar a mi mama, creo que me dio una lección importante, **QUE FUERA VENGATIVA**, Nooo jejej, que no tomara el papel de víctima y que exigiera respeto.
En mi país hay varios refranes que mencionan la venganza, como un plato que se come frio o la venganza es dulce, sabiendo que la venganza cosiste en desquitarte de una mala acción recibida de otra persona creo que ese dulce sabor nos puede amargar luego la boca y traer consecuencias peores.
Es muy común que en las relaciones de pareja tanto mujeres como hombres se sientan impulsados a vengar una infidelidad con otra, y al final terminan haciéndose daño ellos mismos trayendo como consecuencia baja autoestima, remordimientos y sentimientos de culpa.
**Recuerda “la venganza nunca es buena mata el alma y la envenena” frase del personaje famoso el Chavo**
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Tema 1: Venganza 02 - 09 - 2021
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**Mis queridos patrocinadores muchas gracias.**
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Tema 2: Miedo 03 - 09 – 2021
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Quiero agradecer el patrocinio del señor @sembrandounpais por su aporte mensual, es muy significativo y valioso para mí.
Pensé que me habían olvidado, los demás tal vez pero usted no.
Me comprometo a realizar publicaciónes más seguidas muchas gracias.
Prompt #3: Similarities. Initiative of @JonicaBradley
**Are we the same or different?**
The race for success drives us to enlarge our ego trying to be different, unique, and different from others.
Repeating mantras like "I am unique" "I am better than the rest" "I am smarter" I am, I am.
There are billions of people in the world trying to be different, they want to stand out from the average, some get it at the expense of their principles going over the heads of many people no matter how much it may affect them.
What is true is that we are all different, it is scientifically proven that even identical twins have some difference. So why kill ourselves to be unique?
It seems that the only way to make money is to highlight the difference you were born with, that gift that makes you stand out from others.
We focus so much on being different and distinct that we get away from what unites us, we are all one with the universe, we have the same essence.
We breathe the same air, we feed on the same mother nature, we have the same feelings and Love is the same wherever we are.
What are our similarities
This publication focuses on finding the things that make us the same, that bring us closer to each other, and make us say I am the same as you.
**Let's see we are the same at :**
The moment we are born, fragile and dependent on others.
We are born without knowledge.
We need water, air, fire, and earth to live.
We learn a language because we all want to express ourselves.
And finally, we all want to be loved and to love others.
*Everything would be simpler if instead of looking for the differences that separate us, we looked for the similarities that bring us closer.*
**Great mentors and coaches teach the habits of successful people and encourage you to imitate them, so don't work so hard at being different.**
This post is part of @JonicaBradley's creative writing challenge, thank you for sharing this initiative.
Thank you for reading my post and supporting me. I wish you many prosperity dreams come true.
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Writing Prompt #2: Motivation. Initiative of @JonicaBradley
**Where does the motivation come from?**
To be successful in life you need to be focused on the goal and feel the will to carry it out, the will has an engine called motivation but what happens when you do not find the motivation and time passes.
I can feel that burning desire for my goal and start with great motivation, then I get distracted and start another activity until I leave it for another, every night before going to sleep I ask myself what happened with what I had scheduled for the day and thousands of excuses come and I commit myself to start again the next day and so on. Now I know that this is called procrastination.
Since I was little I have had that habit, when I was 8 years old I wanted to learn everything, I studied cuatro which is a musical instrument from Venezuela, I learned the basics quickly and I quit, then the same thing happened, I finished my high school for 5 years in 3 different schools because I got bored of the system and of sharing with the same people.
I went to college twice, and finished my professional studies, in the first one I wanted to quit halfway through but my mom insisted and since I was doing pretty well I finished, in the second one a degree in administration seemed like the longest 5 years of my life and not because of the career but because I couldn't stand being with the same people anymore.
I have always said that routines kill me and I look for an escape in any new activity, but the main reason for not reaching my goals has been the lack of motivation.
I am at a point in my life that I feel like I have done nothing, despite having achieved two university degrees I exercise them very little, I feel intelligent and capable of achieving whatever I set my mind to but I lack the motivation for it. Sometimes I think I am depressed but I wake up happy every morning and as the day goes by my spirits drop.
Lately, I have opted to do time management courses and write down the things I want to achieve, everything stays on the paper, writing this article took me several days to find the willingness to do it, then that self-motivation that successes like Mr. @MarcDeMesel have is what I need to inject in my life.
**Do you have that motivation to keep going?**
I have no husband, no children, no steady job, no house, nothing material, the only thing that accompanies me is my doggy, where can I find that motivation that I lack to stop procrastinating? If you know the answer I invite you to share it.
This post is part of the weekly writing challenge by @JonicaBradley and as always I invite @Fexonice1, @sembrandounpais, @Erigo580 @antoniarhuiz
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Writing Prompt #1: Freedom. Initiative of @JonicaBradley
What do I think when I hear the word freedom?
I feel that it is a strong word, that pushes me to bring out what I have inside to shout my thoughts, I feel free when I express myself as I am regardless of what others say. I think that freedom is subjective because it will depend on the concept that people have about it, however, there are points that for everyone it is the same.
*Only those who have lost it know the value of freedom.*
I have had the experience of visiting a prison in my country on several occasions, I have gone to visit a relative who lost his freedom and it is so painful to observe life from that place, today I am grateful to be free, my body is free and I ask God to keep it that way.
We can also be born prisoners, yes as you read! there are thousands of women who give birth in prisons and that makes their children were born in an environment without freedom.
*Freedom of spirit*
In this case, I will take as one the spirit and the mind, although they are not the same, that is another topic.
The person may be imprisoned, at war, or under a deadly disease, but if his mind is free his spirit will accompany him.
I believe that this is the most important of all freedoms, being in prison Mr. Nelson Mandela, former president of South Africa, a symbol of freedom, was the first democratically elected president of South Africa and has been the most famous political prisoner in the world awarded the Nobel Peace Prize, he wrote countless books and among his quotes, I want to highlight:
`For to be free is not only to cast off one's chains but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others.`
And I cannot leave him out Mr. Viktor Frankl was an Austrian neurologist, psychiatrist, and philosopher, founder of logotherapy and existential analysis. He survived several Nazi concentration camps, including Auschwitz and Dachau.
I want to quote:
`Our greatest human freedom is that, regardless of our physical situation in life, we are always free to choose our thoughts!`
**That is why today I am grateful to be free**
For I can fly with my mind anywhere in the world, I can dream of the impossible, I can use my imagination to create whatever I want, I can express in words my feelings and thoughts, and I can write at this moment whatever I want.
I feel free to feel, think, say, do and act with full freedom and assuming the consequences of my actions.
***
This publication was inspired by the creative challenge of @JonicaBradley, who each week leaves a question or several questions in tone to a theme, I start with the theme of freedom and these were her questions: What does freedom mean to you personally? How are you going to achieve freedom, or have you already achieved it? I hope I have answered your questions in some way, thank you very much.
And I say goodbye inviting to this challenge 3 people who have supported me in this path @sembrandounpais, @Peter-Molnar, @carolinacardoza.
Thank you for reading, supporting, and commenting, may your prosperity dreams come true!
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En honor a mi papi
Cada tercer domingo de junio se celebra como el Día del Padre en mi país, hoy 20 de junio es la fecha para honrar a los padres este año y la oportunidad perfecta para escribir sobre el vínculo que me une a ese maravilloso ser que también me dio la vida, Mi Papá Luis. .
En esta publicación hablaré por primera vez de mi papá, te contaré una anécdota que nos une y te lo presentaré oficialmente jejejeje.
Homenaje a mi padre
Mi padre es un inmigrante de su país Colombia, es decir, soy mitad venezolano y mitad colombiano, viajó cuando era muy joven con el sueño de apoyar económicamente a mi abuela ya mis tíos, un sueño que él medio cumplió porque él encontró el amor y se quedó en Venezuela, es un hombre trabajador que sigue siendo el proveedor de su hogar a pesar de que tiene cerca de 70 años, muchas virtudes y cualidades que me hacen admirarlo y sentirme orgullosa de ser su hija. , es responsable, puntual, trabajador, muy hogareño e ingenioso.
Puedo decir que nunca he visto rastro de vicio alguno en mi padre, no fuma, no bebe, no juega, en general es una persona tranquila, quiero a mi padre tanto como a mi madre.
**La anécdota con mi padre**
Cuando mi mamá estaba embarazada de mí, quería que fuera un niño, a mi papá no le importaba si yo era de uno u otro sexo, mi mamá pensaba que era un niño, así que empezó a comprar ropa para niños y cuando yo nací había nada femenino para ponerme, así que mi padre tuvo que salir corriendo y comprarme ropa.
Del tiempo que he pasado con mi padre, recuerdo haber disfrutado de un viaje que hicimos hace años, cuando yo tenía 15 años, recorrimos medio país, mi hermano, él y yo pasamos como una semana yendo a parques, museos, playas. , ese momento fue especial, fue nuestro momento.
Hoy te honro
El año pasado en su cumpleaños le escribí un mensaje y se lo envié por WhatsApp, decía.
Gracias papá por darme la vida, te honro y respeto, sé que hiciste lo mejor que pudiste con lo que tenías y sabías. Te amo y que Dios te bendiga.
Una oración por mi papá y todos los padres del mundo.
Señor, hoy elevo esta oración para pedirte que cuides de mi padre, porque él siempre te necesita. Te pido que seas como agua dulce de renovación para su vida, por favor restaure su cuerpo, manténgalo sano y permítale vivir muchos años entre nosotros. Te pido que quienes son padres por primera vez, guíen a sus pequeños con tu sabiduría, que quienes tienen a sus hijos lejos, fortalezcan sus lazos de amor, que quienes luchan por su familia, renueven sus fuerzas. todos los días, y que quienes luchan por su familia, renueven sus fuerzas todos los días, y que quienes luchan por su familia, renueven sus fuerzas todos los días, y que quienes luchan por su familia, renueven sus fuerzas todos los días. , y que quienes luchan por su familia, renueven sus fuerzas cada día.
Que los que luchan por sus familias renueven cada día sus fuerzas, y mis padres ancianos siempre sientan la cercanía de sus seres queridos y sientan que aportan valor al mundo. Gracias Padre Celestial por mostrarnos tu gracia y amor a través de nuestros padres terrenales.
Ultimas palabras
Buscando material fotográfico para hacer este post, me di cuenta de que casi no tengo fotos con mi papá, así que a partir de ahora en cada oportunidad me haré una foto con el papá que elegí en esta vida y el mejor del mundo.
***Gracias por leer mi publicación y venir a conocer a mi papá*** .
**Que tengas un feliz día del padre 😘😉😊.**
Fly high birdie
*What a mystery life has*
*That sometimes it begins*
*And quickly goes away,*
*It was just a sigh*
*To live a few minutes*
*Maybe its mission was to feed the ants*
*That on earth also need*
*To subsist on other living beings*
*But my sacrifice was in vain*
*When I wanted to take care of you*
*To protect and feed you*
*You left on your own to*
*To look for your parents*
*I was so happy when*
*I saw that you found them*
*And on the day I saw you*
*Try on your wings and fly*
*Holding on to your little legs and clinging to life*
*But it took just a minute to lose it all*
*Life in a breath and you'd be so cold*
*And in the dark I went looking for you*
*Sure that you were with your family*
*My surprise was to find you dead and with ants*
*The joy you gave me, you took it away in one day*
*The memory will remain of the emotion and the affection*
*That you generated in me, thank you for two days of happiness*
*And illusion and to think that life was given to you*
*But in an instant, it was lost*
*The reasons only God will know*
*What was the reason for putting you in my way*
*To reflect that life vanishes without meaning*
*Or that it is a necessary step of the way*
*That we must go on and serve others*
*Your destiny is to feed another species perhaps*
*And mine is to understand that after the joy*
*Comes sadness and that the illusion says goodbye to reality.*
BCH will make me a millionaire
Today came out a statement from a trader who speculates that by 2025 whoever owns 1 BCH will have in his possession the amount of 500,000 dollars.
News that fills my heart with joy, although I entered two months ago in the world of BCH today I feel committed to reaching that sum, I worked on it with my nose. cash account and here.
At the moment I have not generated more than 2 dollars a day, but with my dedication, self-determination, perseverance, and collaboration of the ecosystem, I will reach it, which gives me confidence that I will have a dignified old age without worries for which my parents live and suffer today.
Thanks to this project, I trust in God that success is ours.
Story of an experience with children and the truth that we adults sometimes hide
**Master, tell me the truth, does the baby Jesus exist?**
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It seemed to be an afternoon like all the others, the time was approaching to give the class to the group of 3rd-grade children, I decided to do something different, I would give the class in a courtyard surrounded by trees to receive a cool breeze and we all felt more relaxed.
Suddenly a group of children approached abruptly, they had faced angry features, arms crossed, something tormented them.
A girl spoke to me in a loud voice and asked me a question, she was the leader of the group, cunning, tremendous, tall, and popular at school. She said, ***"teacher we want to ask you a question, but we want you to answer us with the truth, I know you will tell us the truth because we trust you".***
In an instant, I was surrounded by that group and everyone was silent, I never imagined what they wanted to know but I was willing to answer with all sincerity.
The girl continued saying, ***"We are all confused, some say that the child Jesus does not exist, that it is a lie of our parents, that we have been deceived by others that it does exist, I believe that it does exist"***. (Child Jesus character of Venezuelan Christmas, who leaves gifts on Christmas Eve, similar to Santa Claus).
You tell us the truth, does it exist or does it not exist?
At that moment I wanted the earth to swallow me, everything went into slow motion, I swallowed thick and saw how all the children began to exchange opinions and they told me to tell us the truth, we want the truth.
I took a deep breath and asked God for help and enlightenment to respond, then I was filled with tenderness to see so much innocence in front of me, children so intelligent, curious, naughty, but who kept an innocence in their beliefs.
I discovered that truth when I was 5 years old, how was it possible that in these times there were children over 8 years old without knowing it!
But, what I was going to tell them, that it didn't exist, I would tell them the truth they were looking for, how to break that innocence in a second, what authority I had to do it, if I did it for sure it would cause a great disappointment and sadness in them and their parents would kill me the next day, I couldn't do that.
Then what would I do would lie to them, defraud the trust they put in me, leave them with doubt and discord between those who believed and those who did not. This was one of the most difficult questions I faced as a teacher; silence returned and I watched as their eyes looked at me deeply and penetratingly, time became eternal.
Suddenly I remembered the different religions that coexisted in my country, so I told them:
That depends on what religion is your family and what country you are in.
Catholic families receive the child, Jesus.
Evangelical families receive gifts from their parents.
Jehovah's Witness families also receive gifts from their relatives.
There are families in other countries that receive St. Nicholas or Santa Claus.
So they will depend on the belief of their families.
They all looked at each other and smiled with gestures of satisfaction, some embraced me and thanked me for my sincerity, others said to each other, ***"You saw that it does exist, only that it comes to my house and not to yours".***
With a new breath, I thanked God for giving me the best answer and with this I say goodbye if you have in your hands the possibility of maintaining a conserved illusion, show respect for the beliefs of others and try to bring joy, hopefully, my experience will serve them well.
Beach, sun, and sand a paradise on the coast
Choroni the coast of a paradise
A place to forget the sorrows, in this post of recreation and tourism I present you to the coast of Choroni, it is a small beach in the State Aragua of Venezuela paradisiacal of blue waters and white sands and it is in a town of the same name, its economy is developed through the tourism and the fishing.
This coast is surrounded by mountains full of vegetation, biodiversity, and beautiful nature, in one of these mountains is the lighthouse and from there you can contemplate all the greatness of the Caribbean Sea, the fleet of fishing boats, and the sky that joins the sea.
To get to the lighthouse you only have to detour on the bridge that leads to the beach and walk, you must climb a long ladder with wide steps that will lead you to a Christian temple where the cross is at the top of the mountain, from there you must climb behind the temple and follow a dirt road always up.
After 10 minutes of walking and at the top you will find the construction of a small boat, that is the lighthouse, you can climb and take pictures.
If it is very difficult for you to get there, in the village of Choroni you can ask how to get to the lighthouse and any local can tell you.
***I wish that your thoughts of prosperity multiply and become a reality.***
***Remember that everything is possible.***
***God bless you.***
The gift that I bought with my hive to my mother 🤰
**Celebrating Mother's Day** 👩👧👦
Today is celebrated in my country Venezuela Mother's Day, every second Sunday of May every year is the day to celebrate and make special to mothers. And I mention that in my country because I know that in others like Spain the celebration is on the first Sunday of May, in Mexico, it is a specific date on May 10 and in England on the fourth Sunday of March.
Some countries coincide others do not, so it is not a worldwide day to celebrate Mother's Day, but it is something that unites families around the fundamental pillar "The Mom" on this date families gather and it is customary to give gifts to mothers, to take them to lunch and give them details of any kind, in my case, I always give my mom things she needs like clothes, shoes, or a good walk to share and take her out of the usual environment.
I would like to give so many things to my mother because I thank her for everything I am, every day she fills me with her love, understanding, and affection, life will not be enough to compensate her for bringing me into the world, she gave me life and has saved it several times during these years. She always says that I am the best daughter in the world, hehehe it could be because I am her only female daughter, but I know I am not the best, although I work every day to be the daughter she deserves.
I am so happy to have her as a mother, that every day I thank God for having given her to me, and if it is true that we choose the family, friends, and all the people who make a connection with us before we are born, then I chose the best mother in the world, she was and is perfect for me. I am very happy to have such a close, respectful, sincere, and supportive relationship with my mother.
Today I gave her a pair of shoes with much love, so that she may continue to be on her feet, walking the path of love and peace that she always walks, that her steps may be guided by the sacred beings, and that they may always be healthy and strong to be on her feet. I bought these shoes thanks to the support that the hivers give me, they cost 30 dollars that a formal job in my country would not get so thank you very much for helping me to give a gift to my mom on her day.
My mom doesn't like that I take pictures of her and even less than they are published, so to obey her I used a picture of us and turned them into caricatures, she said "No" to the pictures, but she didn't talk to me about the caricatures, hehehehehe.😜 To say goodbye, I wish you a happy Sunday and a happy Mother's Day, may you never lack a loving mother, in whatever form, as a biological mother, adoptive mother, aunt, grandmother, stepmother, may she always be in your hearts if you are no longer in this plane and if you are already a mother may God bless you with great wisdom to carry that gift in the best way.
***I am confident that soon BCH will allow me to give many gifts to my mother.***
***Thank you for your time, support and love. Farewell***
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The images are my own photos taken from my Huawei Honor 8s cell phone, and edited with the app photolab and the separators are from Glitter Graphics
Traveling in Mexico
Mexico cute and dear
*Today I come to share with you my visit to this beautiful country.*
And show them the places I knew, besides making useful recommendations for every traveler, come with me.
I was staying in a hotel in the heart of Mexico City, Hotel Fontan reform, there the service is very good and there are breakfast and lunch included, from my room I took pictures of the main avenues.
I was also in Republic Square, where the Monument to the Revolution is located, this square changes color, according to what that color represents for the world, this time they were supporting world day against breast cancer, so its color pink.
The Monument originally formed part of the project to build a Legislative Palace, however, it was adapted to become a site to commemorate the Mexican Revolution.
Walking through the streets you can see many street artists, for all tastes, from children's characters to horror characters.
The Plaza de la Constitución, informally known as El Zócalo, is the main square of Mexico City, don't miss it.
Garibaldi Square is located in Mexico City in the Lagunilla neighborhood, it is famous for the mariachi groups, northern groups, romantic trios that gather there, dressed in their typical attire and equipped with their musical instruments.
I went to one of the zoos in Mexico City, you must set aside a full day for your tour, very nice, and you can see the animals living as if they were in their natural environment, well cared for.
Another place you should visit is the Wax Museum, after Ripley's, I think these museums are an excellent option to go with children because they are going to have a lot of fun and at the same time they are going to learn without realizing it.
As for opening hours, the museum is open every day from Monday to Sunday between 11:00 and 19:00 hours.
Another place that you can not miss regardless if you are a religious person, or not is The Basilica of Guadalupe which is a shrine of the Catholic Church, dedicated to the Virgin Mary. It is the most visited Marian enclosure in the world, surpassed only by St. Peter's Basilica.
It takes a whole day to tour it, masses are held every half hour and if you want to bring a souvenir of the place, do not worry there is a huge market of religious items and Mexican culture.
There is a market on the same level as the basilica and an underground one.
Finally, I must mention that in Mexico there are many pyramids related to ancient civilizations, but I had the opportunity to go to the pyramids of Teotihuacan.
A place that takes your breath away from anyone because of
the majesty of the view, the distance traveled and the stairs climbed, a place to go several times in life.
There, very early in the morning, a company offers its services in hot air balloons, for those who want to live that experience, if they go, they invite me.
The sun pyramid, the moon pyramid, among others. They left me an unforgettable memory.
Thank you very much for your time, I hope you enjoyed your trip with me.
Creator:@soyunasantacruz.
Pictures: Taken by me and several friends from my smartphone Samsung Galaxy SIII. https://hive.blog/@soyunasantacruz
Translated thanks to DeepL
Part #2 Do you know yourself? Do you know who you are?
Hello friend, following the continuation of my previous publication, if you have not read it I invite you to read it, I thank you in advance for your great receptivity, support, and comments, I continue to share my experience. https://read.cash/@soyunasantacruz/do-you-know-yourself-do-you-know-who-you-are-96a8587e
**Discovering yourself is a painful and unpleasant process, but it is necessary if you want to reach the depths of your being**
The moment I began to feel emotions, I lost the equanimity necessary to achieve the objective of meditation, I could not feel any good or bad emotion, I should not have any thought and they came to see that the pain I had disappeared, reaching the joy and thought of having achieved it along with amazement, seconds later came the unexpected, something I had never experienced, something amazing and I went from having joy to being afraid, Fear, born of the unknown.
Suddenly I saw myself from the outside just as I was sitting in a lotus position in the living room with my companions and all those present, I looked back at myself, was it me? I couldn't believe it! How was it possible, was I outside my body? How could I see my back? And fear arose in that fraction of a second, that sensation was terrible and I returned to my body feeling a force that praised me to the right side as if someone was pulling me.
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A vortex of energy unfolded but I began to fight that force I did not want to drag me, take me, but I was too strong and could not with it, so I was dragging and my body stretched like a doll of plasticine, I stretched and saw how lights came out colorful people in front, my clothes and my body everything began to mix as everything was bent, stretched to the right, everything with me was unfolding.
Then when I could no longer fight against this force and everything was stretched like plasticine my head and my trunk was part of everything mixed, I was very scared and I thought with these words, so manifested my first thought: I tangled my mind, gave me a stroke! (stroke), I thought it was my end and as I could, I opened my eyes.
When I opened my eyes everyone had finished the meditation, they had turned on the lights and the teacher was talking and giving directions, some had already stopped from their place, while I was crooked, rigid as a trunk to the right, but not as much as I saw myself before opening my eyes, I was the only crooked tree of the place.
After straightening up, I hurriedly went to ask what had happened to me, what should I do? the teacher listened to me attentively and told me that I had exploited the pain, that all the energy I had blocked in my chest was already released, and what I had experienced was called Samsara, I remember her exclamation "there he gave you a Samsara", that word was new to me, I had never heard it, days later they mention and explain its meaning, samsara is the cycle of birth, life, death and incarnation in Buddhism in the philosophical traditions of India; Hinduism, Buddhism, and also in others such as Gnosticism and other ancient philosophical religions of the world.
Saṃsāra derives from the Sanskrit saṃsārí, which means to flow together, to pass through different states, to wander. "Samsara" is the root of the Malay word "sengsara" which means suffering. Without suffering one cannot attain samsara.
In another order of ideas, when I ran to tell the teacher what had happened to me, she said that it was something normal and not to scare me.
What happened was not a trance at all, nor was it a loss of consciousness, quite the contrary, it was consciousness in its purest manifestation.
I was terrified and with those reassuring words, I went to rest like everybody else.
But it was not possible for me, I felt from the head to the feet to go up and down gusts of energy, it was like being on the roller coaster but in bed, my stomach was going up and down, then after hours almost at dawn I was overcome by tiredness and I could sleep.
As I write this post recalling what happened I fall into consideration about the time I could have experienced this, for me were a few seconds, but after the meditation came an hour of recorded talks and then ended the day with the directions of the teacher and the questions and answers of the participants when I left the trance was already speaking the teacher, that means that what seemed like a few seconds may have lasted more than an hour.
***In conclusion, I can say that we came to this world to learn and above all to know each other if you are in search of God, the way is inward.***
This publication has been translated thanks to DeepL
Do you know yourself? Do you know who you are?
**Discovering yourself is a painful and unpleasant process, but it is necessary if you want to reach the depths of your being**
Today I come to tell you something very intimate, a few years ago I decided to make a spiritual retreat to answer the questions that make up the title of this post, I wanted to know how strong mentally I was, to know my abilities, and to what extent I could tolerate some situations but this was not a normal retreat, it was something peculiar, I had to disconnect from the world, forget the telephone, computer, and lose communication with my family and friends for 2 weeks.
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In this time I had to adapt to a vegan diet, which I liked, as I wanted to lose weight and detoxify myself, I went with many fears, I thought I would sleep on the floor, that I would pass cold, that I would bathe with ice water, that I would go hungry, that I would not take a vow of silence, imagine lasting more than 10 days without speaking, in the end, I had mentally prepared myself for everything, for any physical suffering and I was wrong. Everything was a great surprise.
*The hard stuff was coming and it wasn't exactly the physical.*
Slowly I began to discover who I was, knowing my body first, for the first time I felt the movement of every part of my face and parts of my body. In my face there was an explosion of different movements and sensations, some areas jumping, others burning, itching, burning, sweating, moving, feeling cold, swollen, as I passed my attention through each area of my body I noticed that each one of them was alive, with its movement and reaction.
*I know what they're thinking, they'll say I went crazy or smoked something.*
After spending several days on a proper diet, following all indications, striving for a thoughtless mind, In total silence, I began to feel a pain that had no explanation, it was such an intense pain that it pierced my chest and came out through my back, At first I thought that it was an air because I had been sitting for so long and because of a bad position, but then I realized that it only manifested when I was in the practice of meditation.
then I went for help from the teacher who guided the meditation and I orient myself by telling myself, observe the pain as it is, if it is cold or hot, big or small, sharp or soft, deep or superficial, constant or alternating, everything that would allow me to observe it, as in a laboratory, as if I were a scientist, who tried to do it from the outside and that is what I did.
After two days of intense pain in the practice of meditation, I decided to listen to my teacher's recommendations and began to observe the pain from an external perspective, from the outside and I realized that the pain was bigger, more intense and hotter, and each time I observed it, it was rapidly reducing, was disappearing, just by observing him as a scientist without ignoring him or giving him greater importance, without suffering for his cause, without suffering for the pain, looking at his behavior and examining his form, texture, temperature, all his characteristics and in doing so simply reduced and disappeared.
I couldn't believe it! The pain was gone, just as it came, it was reduced until it exploded, inside of me, I felt the heat expand as the pain disappeared. I was able to erase that real physical pain that had bothered me for more than 48 hours, but after that great emotion and joy came a great scare. The only thing I can add is that this type of experience is not easy, you need a strong mind to get to the last day, but it is not impossible either.
Many different emotions can drive the heart of man to embark on the path of spirituality, the motive may be noble as Faith, love ... but can also originate from a whim, fear of loneliness, curiosity, or fear of death. None of this matters, the true spiritual path is stronger than the reasons that led us to it and gradually end up imposing itself, with love, discipline, and dignity.
To be in the deepest part of oneself, in absolute silence is frightening, of course frightening, it is to be in the unknown, it is difficult to know oneself and painful, but to be at that level of consciousness requires certain sacrifices, to say the least, an adequate food, a necessary abstention of body and mind, an appropriate meditation, all this to cleanse, purify the temple that is the same body, to get to where the door of a little-known world opens, because at the end of the day only a few people get to know each other, to get to where the door of a little-known world opens because at the end of the day only a few get to know each other.
As Carl Jung expresses it in his book Encounter with Shadow. `"It is not possible to awaken consciousness without pain. People are capable of doing anything, however absurd it may seem, to avoid facing their souls. "No one illuminates himself by fantasizing figures of light, but by making his darkness conscious.`
But not to make this post so long, although I want to tell you in the next part I will finish explaining what happened to me that I thought I died, hopefully, do not bother with me by leaving them with curiosity but to be something summarized is better to wait for a next meeting.
I ask you, have I been the only one to go through such an experience, I don't think so. You can leave your comment if you have lived it tell me how you lived it and if you like this post do not forget to wait for the second part.
I introduce myself at Club1BCH
Why I am here
A year and a half ago I was in a truly difficult situation in my life, a moment of personal, professional, economic, and even spiritual crisis. I had resigned from my formal job as a teacher in basic education in Venezuela, a job I had held for 14 years with love but in the end, I could no longer stand it because of the pressure and demands made by the government towards educators, besides working without receiving any salary is demeaning after so many hours of preparation and experience, what I earned was only enough to buy a kilo of bread flour or half a carton of eggs, a whole month of work to acquire one of those two items.
So I resigned and without any income, I sat down to think about what I could do, by that time I had internet at home, I got a borrowed computer and I decided to work online, I thought if many people do it I can also learn? I spent 3 months looking for alternatives to generate an income through the net, I tried captcha for 3 days and I realized that no matter how much agility I acquired, I only earned a few cents and I did not like to do routine work like a meaningless robot, It was not for me I would end up more depressed than working without pay, so I discarded that idea and went back to freelance sites but nothing that gave value to my life until I heard on a bus the word "steemit" and if I mention it today is because it is my mother where I started the journey that today brought me here.
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I found information about this blockchain and every day, I got more and more, I opened my account and while I got the keys before it took a month and a half I dedicated myself to study between 16 and 18 hours a day to not make any mistakes, I stood infoxiated from the computer and felt the pressure to learn as fast as possible to deliver the borrowed computer. I learned, but I had to deliver the computer so I could not waste more time and I started working on a borrowed cell phone (my mom's) and with each learning, my motivation and desire to succeed grew, with an unshakable faith I immersed myself in this world from which I do not want to leave.
Then came Hive and with great satisfaction, I was able to buy my cell phone, then my laptop, and later my wireless internet because the home internet was suspended due to lack of preventive maintenance, the service deteriorated to the point that it ended and so I was migrating to various blockchain and monetized pages until two months ago I discovered noise.cash, I have always been alone on this path and I wonder why it took me so long to get here.
noise.cash caught me from the beginning, but it was not easy because I was used to making long and long publications so I had to adapt to what is a microblogging being in noise I heard about read. cash so I am telling part of my journey but this is not the end of this publication, what I want is to make a kind of decree that involves a commitment and the same will be embodied forever, after entering noise I have neglected a little my other sources of income but I assume the risk and the needs that today can happen by dreaming of a better future where BCH appears as my best option.
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I have had two incredible months in noise.cash growing with the same platform, I do not have as many followers as other people but I consider that my 441 followers deserve all the respect in the world, I have been able to accumulate 100 dollars in BCH and of which I do not plan to part with because I believe in this project although I do not know much about it my heart never fails me, so I will continue investing my time in generating BCH as a way to ensure a better future for my old age because I am no longer so young and I do not have as many opportunities as I would like.
I dream of having my first 1BCH and multiplying them thousands of times. Making calculations if in two months I got 100 dollars and now the average value of 1BCH is 1000, then let's say that in 20 months I could have my first 1 BCH, however, I do not believe that in 20 months the BCH will have the same value and it may become unattainable, but dreaming does not cost anything and today I will decree it by sending this signal to the universe.
**Without more to say I leave you my decree, you can make it yours too, we can share it to give it more energy and projection.**
`Dear universe I Ana Maria Santacruz on this day 03 /05/2021 and at this moment I decree that before 1 year I will be a possessor of 1BCH that will flow to my wallet 1CBxbBDdsXNjcogNwBHhH1HGNnis5RZPGZ` `en various sums of money easily and fluidly, which will be kept for a promising future and will be used wisely and constructively, will multiply thousands of times in exchange for that money I will repay my gratitude creating content of value that leaves people a seed of knowledge, hope, and love, I trust that I will have possession of that money. I take it for granted that this is already being executed by the grace of God Thank you Father may it be so.`
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*That is my real address in case you want to be part of the miracle, 😁 if you got this far thank you very much and we can meet in the comments, or you can also follow me on my noise.cash profile as* *@soyunasantacruz* *that there I am more active. Thank you very much.* https://noise.cash/u/Soyunasantacruz
***The main motivation for this publication came from reading a post by Mr. @***image by pixabay***Peter-Molnar*** ***in his presentation to the*** #Club1BCH ***thanks for inspiring me.*** https://read.cash/@Peter-Molnar/why-i-am-here-at-club1bch-57f9df04#comment-451bb96c
https://read.cash/@Peter-Molnar/why-i-am-here-at-club1bch-57f9df04#comment-451bb96c
Merida Venezuela, the city of knights, I invite you to get to know it
**Merida, the city of knights, I invite you to get to know it**
It is the city of the mountainous peaks of Venezuela, where there are the snow and the Andean moors, the cable car and beautiful educational parks for all tastes, I invite you to know it with me.
My first stop was at the tourist inn "veil of the bride", which is on the trans-Andean road before reaching the moors, there you can read the legend that surrounds the history of that waterfall. You will recognize the moors by observing the vegetation that characterizes them, the large pines, and the fog surrounding them.
The Astrophysics of Mérida is one of the highest observatories in the world and is administered by the Centro de Investigaciones de Astronomía which is also the entity in charge of carrying out the studies there.
The observatory consists of four domes, each with a telescope, a museum, and residences for scientists. It is also the largest observation complex in Venezuela and the largest among those operating near the Equator line, because of its location, it has the advantage of being able to observe both hemispheres, you can see it, it is open to the public with guided talks and you will be surprised by the gigantic structure and its telescopes.
Here I resent you another very well-known place, the mucubaji lagoon of the Sierra Nevada National Park, in front of it are some very cozy inns, with a variety of cabins and different comforts, some rooms with heating and others with chimney, with a beautiful view full of flowers around it.
In this photo I meet some friends, I am the one with the black leather jacket, next to me is the lady Diana de Bollette in a white coat, a friend who is no longer physically among us, this post is a small tribute to a great teacher Diana de Bollette Q.E.P.D.
**Continuing with the tour, another place to visit is the peak eagle, the monument to the Crazy light Caraballo, the stone church, among many others**
Coming out of the cold of the moors, we arrived at the city of Merida with a quite pleasant climate, in the middle is the station to climb the cable car, it is advisable to spend a few days acclimatizing in the moors to then climb to the different stations offered by the cable car service, and thus avoid health complications and not damage the holidays. I have not been able to know him because the change of climate affected me and I could not do it.
however, the city offers us many alternatives, such as the science and technology museum, a place to learn many things and spend half a day. The images below are from the museum mentioned above.
**The Coromoto ice cream Winner of the Guinness Record**
Winner of the Guinness Record for being the ice cream shop with the largest number of flavors in the world, with more than 1000 flavors, among which I could taste is the flavor of pork rinds and the grain of carrots, and I give faith of its authentic flavor but not cease to be delicious.
If your thing is not the park but nature, I recommend you to visit the waterfall of India Caru, is a park with a legend about its history and after passing several villages you reach a mountain where the waterfall of La India Caru, you must be in good physical shape and also have a strong mind, you must climb a long ladder to see up close and feel the noise and cold of its crystal clear waters.
There is a theme that I can not fail to mention, and are the theme parks of the city
There is the park of the Aleros, the Venezuela of the day before yesterday and the Mountain of the Dreams, they are parks where it is enjoyed to the maximum, they are of great extensions and it is advisable to know them one by Day, to cross them with calm and to know them in your totality.
If you want to read the new news of the death of the Liberator Simón Bolívar, published in the national newspaper of December 18, 1830, get it in the park La Venezuela de Antier. In the Mountain of Dreams, their main theme is to travel back in time to the past, there you will find a complete city of the Venezuela of the 50s, with actors dressed according to the time and personifying the culture of those years.
Creator: @soyunasantacruz.Images: Taken by me and several friends from a samsung galaxy SIII smartphone.
Poetry Spring Love
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*The summer heat numbs my senses*
*forgetting that I love you*
*from autumn to winter,*
*i miss the freshness*
*of your caresses on my chest*
*where I feel like I'm falling*
*freshwater from the sky.*
*At night I remember you*
*When I sweat in this hell,*
*Insomnia creeps up on me and*
*It scares all the sleep away,*
*I just want you to come back*
*With the soft cool wind*
*From autumn to winter*
*I need your body*
*To love each other endlessly in the*
*Wintertime,*
*And we can enjoy a dreamy spring*
*Of dreams, embraced by the cold that we feel*
*In winter.*
In Honor of Women Prose for you
I must confess that in my childhood years I used to think it was more fun to be a man than a woman because boys wore more practical clothes, didn't get their periods, didn't have to worry about getting pregnant, and didn't go through the pain of childbirth. Thoughts of a 10-year-old girl, now that I am an adult I thank God every day for giving me life and making me a woman. And to tell you what I feel, think, and live as a woman I will make prose in honor of women.
What does it mean to be a woman?
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**To be a woman is to know that you will have**
**challenges to face**
**And with strength and attitude, you will overcome them**
**Your day never has an end**
**Even if you go to bed you will always see your children**
**In the silent nights, you'll watch over their sleep**
**And in the morning you'll be there**
**With breakfast to feed**
**Your children or those of others**
**And with an example, you will educate**
**To form a good person for society**
**You will work at home, on the street and everywhere else**
**Inspired by a love for others**
**You will not rest day or night**
**To take care of your children and any family member**
**Whoever needs your help, you will always be there**
**And in prayer, you will take refuge for strength**
**And love will resurface renewing your spirit**
**And will is your secret**
**In your spirit, the seed of unconditional love is sown**
**Of unconditional love, multiply it.**
**That was the heavenly father's command**
**You are the chosen one to bear fruit to mankind**
**Remember and do not forget**
**You are love and nothing more.**
**And with this, I bid you farewell, but not before declaring**
**I thank you, I'm coming to visit me.**
**Love your mother very much**
**She's a treasure like no other**
**A precious gem to cherish**
**Being a woman is many things, which can not be expressed in a short paragraph that are letters nothing more, is the infinite love beyond the truth that is expressed in a fragile body with a warrior soul can not be doubted.**
Poem makes the most of the time
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*Time is what we want and always lose*
*It's what runs out with every yearning*
*It's what we have plenty of when we are born*
*It is what we want when we have*
*Loved ones close to the body.*
*If we had time like the eternal God*
*We would not live in the moment*
*We would waste every fragment*
*Surely more than we do.*
*If you cherish your time learn from Heaven*
*That it expands throughout the universe*
*grow, feel, enjoy the moment*
*and thank God for every bit of sustenance.*
Introducing myself at @read.cash
**I am alive and happy, enjoying life and the opportunities that are presented to me, today begins my story in this social network and this is my presentation to the community.**
My name is Ana Maria Santacruz, a Venezuelan woman living in Venezuela, with two professions that have nothing to do with my current occupation which is to be a Blogger. Since a year and a half ago I arrived in the blockchain world through steemit and now I also have a presence in Hive. Introducing myself at @read.cash
I'm in several blockchain hive , steemit , uptrennd , and lately, I found out about Noise.Cash and @read.cash both sisters and generators of the cryptocurrency Bitcoin.Cash, a project that has me in love, and I don't understand 🤔 why it takes so long to get here. 😁 https://hive.blog/@soyunasantacruz/posts https://steemit.com/@soyunasantacruz/posts https://www.uptrennd.com/user/soyunasantacruz https://noise.cash/u/Soyunasantacruz
My life is focused on writing, reading, and enjoying the world that opens cryptocurrencies to us, creating content is what I am passionate about, and meeting people who make life in this world, other things I like are photography, traveling, and knowing new places, healthy competition through contests and initiatives.
I am the eldest daughter of a marriage of 3 children, the only female still single that believes in love, no human children but I have a canine that I love very much and is part of my family. A message to my love, if you read this post manifest yourself and let yourself be known 😁😅.
My purpose is to improve every day, as a person discovering my being, creating new habits and qualities that lead me to success in all areas both in health, economic and love, I like reading focused on changing beliefs, neurolinguistic programming, spiritual.
I come to give the best of me focusing my publications on topics such as tourism, spirituality, among others, and to say goodbye I want to thank you for reading my publication and take the opportunity to ask for your help and guidance in everything you can, I am new and quoting the philosopher Socrates said: I only know that I know nothing.
Thank you and I look forward to meeting you in the comments.
In the pictures it's me, some edited with the App B612
Presentación de @soyunasantacruz a la comunidad
***Llegando a read.cash***
Estoy viva y feliz, disfrutando de la vida y de las oportunidades que se me presentan, hoy inicia mi historia en esta red social y esta es mi presentación a la comunidad.
Mi nombre es Ana María Santacruz, mujer venezolana viviendo en Venezuela, con dos profesiones que no tienen nada que ver con mi actual ocupación que es ser Blogger. Desde hace año y medio llegue al mundo del blockchain a través de steemit y ahora también tengo presencia en Hive.
Estoy en varias blockchain Hive, steemit , uptrennd, y últimamente me he entereado de Noise.Cash y @read.cash ambas hermanas y generadoras de la criptomoneda @Bitcoin.Cash, proyecto que me tiene enamorada y no comprendo 🤔 porque tarde tanto en llegar aquí. 😁 https://hive.blog/@soyunasantacruz/posts https://steemit.com/@soyunasantacruz/posts https://www.uptrennd.com/user/soyunasantacruz https://noise.cash/u/Soyunasantacruz
Mi vida se centra en escribir, leer y disfrutar del mundo que nos abre las criptomonedas, crear contenido es lo que me apasiona y conocer a las personas que hacen vida en este mundo, otras cosas que me gustan son la fotografía, viajar y conocer lugares nuevos, la sana competencia a través de los concursos e iniciativas.
Soy la hija mayor de un matrimonio de 3 hijos, única hembra aún soltera que todavía cree en el amor, sin hijos humanos pero tengo un canino que amo mucho y es parte de mi familia. Un mensaje para mi amor, si lees esta publicación manifiestate y déjate conocer 😁😅
Mi propósito es mejorar cada día, como persona descubriendo mi ser, creando nuevos hábitos y cualidades que me lleven al éxito en todas las áreas tanto en salud, económicas como en el amor, me gusta la lectura enfocada al cambio de creencias, programación neurolingüística, espirituales.
Vengo a dar lo mejor de mí centrando mis publicaciones en temas como el turismo, espiritualidad, entre otros y para despedirme quiero darte las gracias por leer mi publicación y aprovechó para solicitar tu ayuda y orientación en todo lo que puedas, soy nueva y citando al filósofo Socrates dijo: solo sé que no sé nada.
***Gracias y espero conocerte en los comentarios.***
En las imágenes soy yo, algunas editadas con la App B612
@soyunasantacruz
