Iubeste ceea ce faci si fa ceea ce-ti place!

English here.

Este atat de simplu.

Ma intorc dupa o saptamana de vacanta din Italia, dintr-o regiune ce se chiama Cinque Terre. Este o regiune mica la sud de Genova formata din 5 sate cocotate printre dealuri, la malul marii, in Liguria. Este o regiune de facut drumetii si nu pde stat la plaja. Te poti duce sa te plimbi (desi unele trasee sunt destul de complicate si ai nevoie de incaltari bune) intre dealurile acoperite cu vita de vie, maslini, tot felul de flori mirositoare si colorate, fan inalt si ferigi pana la brau. Pe varfurile dealurilor sunt si ceva pini mediteraneeni si paduri de salcami. Noaptea este un spectacol feeric de licurici ce sclipicesc peste tot ca intr-o poveste cu feti frumosi.

Si in saptamana asta am mers, am mers mult si bine..peste 50 de km…si m-am gandit. Mi-am aranjat multe lucruri in cap, am realizat ca toate gandurile, faptele si sentimetele mele din ultimul timp se invarteau fara vre-un rost…ocolisera ceva important: faptul ca lucrurile simple ma fac fericita. O floare, un cal ce paste iarba vantul ce imi flutura prin par, un sarut, o carte buna…natura. As extrapola toate astea intr-o generalizare si as zice ca ca atunci cand ne simtitm inadecvat, nefericiti, stresati putem face ceva, putem reveni la lucrurile simple.

Simplifica-ti viata, gandurile, activitatea si te vei simti mai bine. Incearca! Viata este simpla, suntem noi cei care o complicam fara rost.

Ajunsa acasa, dupa o saptamana fara internet, gasesc un articol pe blogul lui Andrei Rosca care imi confirma teoria…in special micul filmulet de la sfarsit…

Constient si responsabil

As vrea sa va intreb: cat timp petreceti din cele 15-16 ore in care sunteti treji fiind constienti de incredibila capacitate pe care o avem de a gandi, simti, intelege, admira ceea ce ne inconjoara? Cat timp va lasati purtati de activitati plictisitoare in care va utilizati prea putin ori deloc acesta capacitate? Cat timp abandonati practic aceasta capcitate care ne face unici?

Cat timp pierdeti cu lucruri inutile care nu va ajuta sa evoluati in intelegerea si bucuria de a trai intr-o stare de contiinta a prezentului? Cat timp va ascundeti in spatele cuvintelor "asa face toata lumea" sau " ce vrei sa facem?" pentru a ignora capacitatea de a fi contient de decideziile pe care le luam, deci responsabil. Cati timp pierdeti la cumparaturi, la servici , la TV uitandu-va la dezbateri politice sterile sau telenovele?

Cat timp va ingijorati pentru amanunte nesemnificative? Cat timp va stresati din cauza sefului sau a colegilor care nu au alta preocupare decat sa va faca viata la birou un calvar si asta doar pentru ca si ei resimt acelasi lucru? Cat timp va pierdeti cu forma uitand continutul?

Cum v-ati trai viata daca v-ati lasa ghidat de aceasta capacitate uimitoare de fi constient si responsabil?

Un caine care te musca pe strada nu are posibilitatea de a intelege daca actiunea lui a fost buna sau nu pentru ca nu este contient de el in felul in care un om decide sa dea sau nu o palma cuiva.

Esti consitent de decizia de a face sau nu ceva, de a fi bun cu celalat sau de a-i face sicane, de a fi sincer (cu tine si cu ceilati) etc?

CONȘTIÍNȚĂ s. f. 1. forma cea mai evoluată, proprie omului, de reflectare psihică a realitătii obiective prin intermediul senzatiilor, perceptiilor și gândirii, sub formă de reprezentări, notiuni, judecăti, rationamente, inclusiv procese afective și volitionale.

Oamenii au o calitate unica de care ne folosim foarte putin: suntem contienti de ceeea ce se intâmpla, de ceea ce ni se intmpla. Suntem capabili sa ne bucuram de frumusetea naturii vizual, auditiv, sensorial in general si in acelasi timp sa o intelegem cum functioneaza. Suntem capabili de a gandi si a allege sa fim sau sa actionam intr-un fel sau altul. Si totusi cat timp petrecem in starea de constiinta? Cati dintre noi se bucura in fiecare moment al vietii de acesta capacitate incredibila? Un animal salbatic..o caprioara, o vulpe sau un leu..se nasc, traiesc..se inmultesc si mor fara a intelege mare lucru ci doar urmand “traditia” ce le este transmisa in mare parte genetic.
Cu cateva zile in urma am vazut un documentar la TV despre specii disparute. Un cercetator enunta ca specia umana va disparea la un moment dat la fel cum dinozaurii sau alte specii ce au dominat tera la un moment dat au disparut..iar ca natutra va fi fericita caci se va putea intoarce la salbaticia ei…ca se va reface, numarul pestilor si animalelor va creste, noi specii vor aparea, padurile vor acoperi usor, usor teritorii intinse si animalele isi vor relua spatiul pierdut in fata oamenilor…Si totusi nu va mai fi nimeni care sa admire maretia ei.....
Atunci m-am gandit oare nu e pacat ca noi oamenii avem aceasta uimitoare capacitate de a ne bucura de frumusetea si diversitatea pe care tera ne-a oferit-o de cand am aparut pe pamant si din pacate ne folosim de acesta capacitate din ce in ce mai putin…ba din contra ne indepartam de natura si incercam sa schimbam (din pacate mai mult in rau) ceea ce este natural. Am creat orase, industrii, poluare…maldare de gunoi care ne deranjeaza pe cei mai multi dintre noi si totusi continuam sa a o facem..sa ne otravim viata…constient sau nu?

A glimpse of Rome

I am just back from a three days trip to Rome. I was going there for the meeting of the European Leaders Chapter of ICF. But not about this I want to write even if it was a very good and constructive meeting and I get acquainted with very nice and interesting people. I want to write about Rome. Sempre Roma. Rome like I know it, Rome now.

I have always admired the organized and specific way of Germans but in the same time I have been always amazed by the unorganized way of the Italians and by their ability to make things work in the biggest confusion and untransparency. The juicy part of living in Italy.

I have been living in Italy a few years ago for some time and in Rome as well enough to feel familiar when I am going back there. So I decided not to take a taxi but to use the cheap public transportation from the airport to the hotel. Once landed on Ciampino I knew there are some bus shuttles going into the city. In the Airport was only one information desk about these shuttles but was closed. I went outside looking around: it was raining. Probably the first rainy day in Rome of this year and probably the only one trough the spring. I see what could have been a bus stop because people were waiting. It was also a poster announcing the hours of the bus…in 5 minutes. I am lucky, I was thinking. After 10 minutes of rain and no bus, more and more people were coming from the airport. Enough to make full 3 buses. In the rain, with orange jackets a few guys are coming. They have something in their hands and yelling: Termini, Centro, Termini, Centro. I am realizing they should sell bus tickets. I go, I ask the price…I pay. I take my wet ticket already and going back under the cover of the bus stop. After another 5 minutes, I was half wet but one bus is arriving. ALLL, but ALL the people/turists/travelelrs are running to the bus. The first ones getting in are informed that they don’t have the right tickets. In fact nobody has the right tickets because they are sold only in the bus. I am not worrying about the fact that I could have fake tickets. I know how it is in Italy: very competitive...so there where is one company will be at least two more. I was right. After some more minutes in the rain the bus matching with my tickets is arriving. Another crowd running in the rain to take the bus. We just cannot go inside the bus with our luggage. It has to be put in the luggage compartment under the bus. A lot of people don’t understand Italian, the bus driver and his assistant they don’t really speak other languages. Confusion, rain, crowd. A mobile phone ringing. It is belonging to the driver. In the middle of all the mess he answers: Ciao, Cara! Come stai! Bene..anch’io. …etc. After a few minutes (!?) he finish the conversation and starts again to ”organize” the crowd/client thing. Finally after 30 minutes the bus is full of wet nervous people and the luggage is in the special compartment. Some negotiation are still going on the a funny language (mix of Italian and something else) with people that their wives/girlfriends were coming up in the bus during the time the men were arranging the luggage in the indicated place and now they do not have place anymore. The Italian driver say NO! Non e possible. In my bus nobody go standing…after 5 more minutes of negotiation the guys come on the bus as well. We are moving!!! youppy !!!But not for long: in 10 minutes we are entering the city and the traffic is tremendous…slow. Doesn’t matter for me as I am looking on the streets I know…in a neighborhood I was living for a while…here is the market. Loveley memories. Gelateria is in the same place. Roma e sempre Roma. Bella, caotica, dolce vita, tranquilla…bellissima Roma.