La LLamada

Ushuaia, Tierra del Fuego, Argentina

There is a call to be heard inside each & everyone of us. It’s one of a deep knowing.

Should we choose not to answer, it only amplifies in volume. Sometimes it causes destruction, upheaving our world in order to be heard, causing irreparable destruction so that we have no choice but to find some other way.

To answer the call means to come home to ourselves. To understand when we need to rest, when we need to play, or when we need to fight like hell for what really matters to us. To connect to what we really want from life, immune to the influence of outside forces.

Sobre todo, we are the ones that know when to answer the call.

A long time ago, I read the name Ushuaia on a map & became intrigued. Its name, which I knew not how to pronounce, coupled with it being the southernmost city in the world created a shroud of mysticism & a strong pull of attraction that lingered for the better part of a decade.

I almost didn’t answer the call. For there’s another voice that interrupts. One that tries to convince me to not do the things that my soul & spirit want. This voice persuades me with plausible reasoning. It reminds me that my resources are limited. That I simply don’t have the time. I need to save money. I need to stick to my diet & exercise routine. That it will be too much of a hassle. All that planning…all that fuss.

I’ve found these to be false truths…meaning, I decide the degree to which I determine their validity. For I know that…I prioritize how I spend our time. Money is meant to be spent. It comes & goes, & much of my own is collecting proverbial dust in some imaginary world. There’s more to life than losing weight…

This voice…the benevolent, all-knowing one, tells me what I need to do to connect with myself. To feel the vastness of the world. To feel how damn big it all is & to feel honored to be a part of it. It knows what I need to feel alive. To feel my heart lift my chest because the love & joy it feels is too big to contain. To feel my spirit carried off to swirl with the wind because it feels free to flow.

I’ve had people tell me that they love how I “just go for it”.

I just know when to listen

And when the other voice comes in to tell me otherwise, I simply whisper back an old promise I made to myself….

el mundo entero

the whole world

When the call comes, it’s best to answer for you never know what magic is waiting there just for you