“Mammals love, the price of that love is the pain of loss. To qualify this as disease and to give pills reduces the dignity of love and replaces it with a superficial medical ritual” Allen Frances, a psychiatrist, director of DSM IV
Psychiatrization of our society responds to the infantilization of its citizens. In too many cases, pills help people to avoid the responsibility of living, with love and pain, only to the economic benefits of a few. This is a high mortgage to our society.
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Losing its humanity is losing our essence as a species, rooting out the earth on which we are born and in which we grow. Forgetting who we are, not earing our breath, our heartbeat, stop listening to others breathing and to the heart of everything that surrounds us. And so, stupidly, we become automatons in a world -real in its irreality- that alienates us.
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inspiring the beauty… exhaling the pain … admiring the miracle of all and each existence.
(to Cristina, Maria, Susanna, Manuel and the others … with gratitude)
I am afraid of my fear, my anger, my pain. I learned to ignore them, chainedthem in the darkest of darks, and after layers and layers and layers, I put a colored paper, and some ribbon. And now, when sometimes a chain breaks (it happens), if the paper tarnishes or the ribbon falls, my whole being vibrates with fear, anger or pain … and I allow, in serene surrender, these emotions that belong to me (yes, these too) penetrate my being, that being that yearns to be complete.
Life is definetely strange. Confusion, problems, fears, burdens … and one day, a moment of clarity (or insanity, impossible to distinguish) occurs: all experienced, all relationships, all these difficulties, everything, everything seems different. What is real looks like a story, what is new -seen from outside, outside time and space- seems real. And a different life, a life composed of many lives, with good and bad all together, melt in a dance, a boisterous, incomprehensible and simple harmonious dance. And then, keep paddling in this, in that, strange life.