Today, I want to tell you about a special talk I had with a friend. Actually, we should work, but when curious souls, who are looking for more meaning in life, meet each other, it is impossible not to exchange experiences and thoughts.

So, we started: "Last week, I went to a party and there, in the middle of the event, I saw myself from the top watching everything and, then, I came back." I went back and forth many times and nothing seemed to make sense. I did not identify myself."

I have been observing my feelings, the attachment I have to my amorous delusions, the difficulties I encounter at work and the problems I face to have prosperity. "I said," Many things do not make sense to me lately.

"What in myself prevents me from being happy? Happy with what I already have?
Why is it so hard, to live in the present? Everything is perfect, I should be thankfull. What else do I need? What else do I need to be? More, more and more. It never ends. What else I need just to realize that between me and my complete happiness there is only my mind?

"You know, my friend, I've been working on it a lot, my thoughts. I've had an insight: I've decided that I'll always do my best, I say at all times.

In conversations with my friends and even with my "enemies". I want the interaction between me and people to make my life richer. I want to improve the feelings that everyone feels in my presence.

I will judge less appearances. I will try to be more humble. I discovered that the other ishould not be blamed for not meeting my expectations. I started behave like that this week. The results have been cool. The conversations with the porter, and the reception girl have improved me in some way.

But I feel very hurt by some people and it becomes more difficult to treat them well. "

And she answered me: "the other does not exist, look for you and find in you what makes these people so terrible and unpleasant. In the end, you will find a mirror.

Do you think how much of these people qualities you could had? Do you really think that we came here to find only our loves and best friends? Where is evolution?

You know, my friend, I've tested my limits. In the filed of love, for example,  I read in the book that we have to observe what is being served to us? Is it what really nourishes us? If so, I say yes. If not exactly, I detach and say no. Our intuition is wise, it teaches us what we should let die and what makes us feeling good.

No control, no attachment.  The spiritual path is complex, too crazy, deep, it is puting you in charge.
Be kind to you.

Choosing the best reality, or rather, in some sense,  creating reality itself. How far will this inner search take us? I do not know, I think we could be able to play between dimensions, access higher levels of consciousness, get out of the Matrix. "

And this is how Mom finishes this letter to you, full of questions, with no answers, but with the certainty that this type of conversation is perfect, even in the face of our imperfections, it surpasses our physical reality, to arrive at the ethereal.