2012/01/21

Proposito para 2012 y +

1 MIN reading: I have learned

by Paulo Coelho on January 21, 2012

(This text, which I found on the Internet, is attributed to me . I did not write it, but I think worth reproducing here)

I’ve learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them;
I’ve learned that no matter how much I care, some people just don’t care back;
I’ve learned that it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.
I’ve learned that you can get by on charm, for about fifteen minutes. After that, you’d better know something;
I’ve learned that either you control your attitude or it controls you.
I’ve learned that no matter how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there had better be something else to take it’s place.
I’ve learned that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you’re downhill are the ones to help you get back up.
I’ve learned that sometimes when I’m angry I have the right to be angry.
I’ve learned that true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.
I’ve learned that just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to doesn’t mean that they don’t love you with all they have.
I’ve learned that maturity had more to do with what types of experiences you’ve had and what you’ve learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you’ve celebrated.
I’ve learned that your family won’t always be there for you.
I’ve learned that no matter how good a friend is, they’re going to hurt you every once in a while.
I’ve learned that it isn’t always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to forgive yourself.
I’ve learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken, the world doesn’t stop for your grief.
I’ve learned that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.
I’ve learned that just because two people argue, it doesn’t mean they don’t love each other. And just because they don’t argue, it doesn’t mean they do.
I’ve learned that we don’t have to change friends if we understand that friends change.
I’ve learned that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.
I’ve learned that no matter how you try to protect your children, they will eventually get hurt and you will get hurt in the process.
I’ve learned that your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don’t even know you.
I’ve learned that it’s hard to determine where to draw the line between being nice and not hurting people’s feelings and standing up for what you believe.

 

Como ven, lo anterior lo publica Paulo Coelho hoy 21 de enero del 2012 en su Blog y, fijemos la idea en que lo primero que nos dice es que él no lo escribió y se le acuña a él, en segundo lugar pero no menos importante es que decide publicarlo, y finalmente este servidor, en uso de sus facultades autónomas, se atreve a publicarlo expresando el propósito individual de escribir a partir de este momento al menos una pagina para cada uno de los 22 tópicos desglosados y  que supuestamente hemos aprendido en la vida. Aunque la primera parte, correspondiente a Paulo nos cause una grata sensación, lo segundo es empresa de alta navegación a la que me encadenaré hasta que se me conceda el innobel de literatura.  Un tratado filosófico, 22 artículos de 350 palabras. Dios me proteja.

(Alguien sabe quienes manejan los Premios Innobel?) ( O sea que para cumplir mi propósito tendré hasta los siglos de los siglos.) (Este tipo de propósito debería recibir  el apoyo unánime de las sociedades de amigos de las palabras torcidas.)

El “Selecciones” (lo recuerdan?) traía, cuando era  yo un muchacho, una sección que llamaban “Memorias de un filosofo de campanario” . Gratos momentos de lectura y comentarios. Retorcer las ideas y de nuevo alinearlas en millones de caminos, a la sombra de los arboles del conocimiento que hacían vida en nuestra ciudad. Preguntas y respuestas que abrían la mente, o que la cerraban lapidariamente. Conversaciones que se continuaban semanas, meses, años después al de nuevo encontrarnos y que parecía que se habían iniciado  minutos antes tan solo. Estos aspectos, los 22 del articulo, recuerdan en mucho esas conversaciones y esconden un detalle que hoy es casi un pecado. NO SE TOCA LA POLITICA. GAD. Es solo filosofía de vida.