Why do I Write?

Why do I write?

For many years I felt the necessity to help people to raise their awareness. I thought that all I needed to do was to tell them the truth about things. Then I stumble with the complexity of awareness.

What is awareness anyway? You would ask.  

We live in a congested world, crowed with technology, busy cities, polluted oceans, polluted skies, corrupt politician, world ravaged by wars, religious conflicts, diseases, and what are we doing?

We are doing? We are doing nothing, because we become uncomfortably numb to the misery of others. Indifference has invaded our souls. We are too busy, that life is passing by, and we barely notice, for cry loud its 2008 already, we are getting old.   What happened with our dreams? Our plans? Our kids had grown up.

We didn’t have time, gosh.. Time went flying.

We were too busy worrying about fashion, specials in the store, black Friday, inventory sale, what we will buy for Christmas to our kids, what we will wear tomorrow.

We were too busy to realize that our life was going inadvertently slipping away. The TV kept us “informed and our kids were “entertained” and “educated.”

All that mean, that we were unaware of our surroundings. We were living in an autopilot mode. We were run like a computer program assembled by a programmer.

Is a necessity that I have to communicate what I know what I feel, because, I feel the pain of others, the cry of mother earth, the calling of the stars, the calling of our brother and sisters because, they also want to help you, because they care.

I am not crazy, believe me. It’s happening, I want to make it easy t for you to make the shift. I want to help you to raise your awareness. Awareness of your life.
Being in contact with nature is a good start.