Time is the only invariable element in everyone’s life. Time comes and goes the same for all of us. This time, the invariable one, has branches; these branches have leaves, and the leaves cocoons. Each cocoon can be understood as the perfect arrangement of space and time, the so-called “perfect timing”. Meaning with this that even though all of us, coexisting and sharing this time, live different timing in hour life.
It has been a long wait for me before I was able to get here, a long time, a long pain, and a long journey. What I mean with “ getting here” is getting here as in space and timing here and not as in place and time here. The difference between both resides on, the first one, being spiritual, and the second one, being physical. I care for the first one. Spirit. Essence. Soul. Inside. Conscience.
The long wait was due to lack of knowledge, self-essence knowledge actually. It was due to the lack of patience for timing to occur inside myself. Timing is waiting, is giving the chance of each action to have a reaction, is waiting for people to emerge, for opportunities to come, for learning to happen. Such learning will allow to get ready for the perfect time: where time, the invariable one, and timing meet; where happiness happens, where fullness, independence, dependence, passion and joy arises.
I am still in the search of that perfect timing, in fact everyone should be. I have to act in order to be, to search in order to find, to see in order to learn, to lack in order to have.

“Many things in this world are improbable, but nothing is imposible.
It is not necessary see to believe, it is necessary believe to see.”
Gabriel Garcia Marquez