Dao De Jing

good.

yesterday in the night it had not taken chocolate, and better.

that good meditador I am! that well goes out for me!

and it is me who is not, it is the stimulants absence.

if.

that difficult is this world, this life.

without suffering nothing is obtained and I escape of suffering like cautious cat of the cold water.

and I have to leave that my son decides for, it is wrong for the same one and me to accompany him in its defeat. if this is my role, only to accompany him, not to decide for.

and with my fiancée, when the things become ugly, not to flee, not to avoid the things, if not to face them, to speak them up to solving them. to put the dirt under the carpet does not arrange the problems.

I have to stop fleeing.

it looks like a lie that the meditation says so many things to me.

I hope to be in the true thing.

and if I it am not, to learn of my own errors.

only I hope to be able to have my son and my fiancée next to me accompanying myself in my defeat.

kisses