Dreams we share

Dreams we share, originalmente cargada por Mss Bruckheimer.

This is one of my favorite pictures ever ...
From those good black and white times ..

Like we've all read before ... TWLOHA is about sharing .. it's about caring .. your stories are my stories .. and our stories ... and we're all in this together.
This is what we should all do, let it all out , let the pain and the sad memories come outside and release them .. not hide them underneath...
How many images from our deepest memories could we share? How many stories could we tell if we dared to break the silence?

Not anymore . . .

Hi again ... whoever you are.. thanks for reading me today..

So I promised I would make something helpful of this .. I think this is attempt #3 ..is it ok to say attempt? Never mind .. my vocabulary is not so good these days ...

Am I alone? sometimes I still ask myself.. "not anymore" I answer... I've been wanting to write about this since a long time ago but school didn't let me, even so I just couldn't get the topic out of my mind anymore.

Lately I've learned that this ins't about me anymore, it never has .. but what really breaks me is to know that I've struggled with a different kind of pain.. the one you just let grow 'till it becomes hate ... I've been selfish and indifferent in so many ways that I forgot how I used to be before .. I forgot what I used to be before redemption.. and this did hurt me .. After realizing that, I asked God what were His thoughts about this , maybe He felt just as disappointed but the answer came as quickly. What was I suffering about? What kept me really away? I learned that He was calling me to deal, just deal, but I read once, when you take care of others, God takes care of you, when their problems become yours, your own problems suddenly stay behind, they become meaningless, you don't get to feel frustrated or even sad cuz it's not about you anymore .. so once I painfully learned that , I became a very busy person and turns out I'm happy .. I'm jumping around- crazy smiling- happy. Every now and then the pressure hits me but it's making me feel bored instead of irritated. Just wanted you to know..

To many of you, my true story is a secret , one that I'd love to share another time , today I already wrote enough of me, so what I really want to talk about is love and hope and why it has to do with all of us.

For those of you who might not have heard of if before, TWLOHA (www.twloha.com) is a whole movement, it's all about loving, reaching and helping people with depression, disorders, addiction,self-injury to name a few, and informating the rest of us how can we help.

I wished I could had learned about this before cuz back at those days I was so desesperate in need of someone to listen and to understand, now that I'm out of that world I just feel in every fiber of my being I must help in many ways as possible.

I support this cause cuz I truly believe this is a task for all of us, as Jesus was sent first before us, we were all sent by the same reason: "to preach the good news to the poor, to uphold the cause of the opressed, to give food to the hungry, set prisioners free, give sight to the blind and lift up those who are bowed down.." It doesn't say to reach only those who are poor in a material way or those who are blind as with an eye-problem, but to those who are poorly encouraged, those who live below themselves, without knowing they're alive, without knowing they already got it all, a heart , a new chance , salvation, healing and redemption in the same package.

Like Jamie says,

we need to know pain is very real , that rescue is possible, that freedom is possible, that God is still in the business of redemption.

I couldn't agree more.

To write love on her arms has taught me so much these last few months and its making me aware of something I didn't even know I was capable, it gave me a new reason, it transformed my vision and it's providing me wings to make something that really overcomes me. My obsessive desire is to do something more than just pray, I want to see people believing again ... what's yours?

There's a couple of banners right below this page, feel free to comment of course and don't forget to visit the site, I assure you it will send a message of hope and hopefully , courage , enough for you to step out and make something different about what you now know.

Blessings to you

& all the TWLOHA team

who might be reading

I. A'z

Hapiness is ...

Imaginar que caminas hacia mí cuando lo único que sabes de mí es mi nombre..
Escuchar que Dios se está moviendo en medio de ti despues de años de pedirle que lo haga..
Felicidad es poder decirte que te Amo de la manera más honesta, sin más quejas, sin dudas, con toda la paciencia que jamás pude encontrar en todo el mundo, y con todo el perdón con el que sé que nunca antes te amé.
Felicidad es comer sin acordarme que el estómago tiene límites, ignorar que he comido suficiente porque siempre hay mesas con más.
Felicidad es ver que el tiempo no te ha consumido, las arrugas invaden tu rostro y yo disfruto cada nueva mancha senil que pude encontrar.
Mis fotos absorbieron lo mejor de mí en estas últimas semanas, y entre contratiempos y diversos gastos, y después de haber recibido más de 100 comentarios, la mayoría de ellos silenciosos, la felicidad me abordó al instante, robándome sonrisas y una esperanza en el interior.
Tan relativista es , al igual que rara la forma en que deleitaste mi vida, de manera tan exquisita y abrumadora. Amargo es, el saber que la felicidad pasa, más el gozo que prevalece siempre no lo encuentro a diario en mí, según dicen.
Alrededor todo se mueve, pero Tú sigue siendo el mismo ... El inconmovible, el perfecto, el deseado por las naciones, tu nombre, al contrario de todo lo que se cree no es Paz, es afrenta, es división, es dolor , es decepción, es el principio y el fin de toda traza de verdadera felicidad.