Estoy en punto de la vida donde no me molesta nada del otro, no siempre fue así, mas ahora miro hacia atrás y veo la cantidad de tiempo que mal gastaba en molestarme por las actuaciones de los demás, por realizar juicios y hasta criticas. Hay circunstancias en la existencia ocasiones dolorosas, que nos enseñan a apreciar lo que de verdad es importante, a sentir como pasamos horas lamentando por ejemplo pérdidas materiales, eventos a los que no acudimos o personas que sencillamente se atravesaron en nuestra “ruta” para mostrarnos cómo es que NO debemos comportarnos, lo que no se de permitir es que eso nos afecte…es la libertad de cada quien.
Aprendí que todos sin distinción, llevamos un morral invisible cargado de cosas: frustraciones, pérdidas, situaciones dolorosas, alegrías, tristezas, decepciones, ilusiones, con él a cuestas vamos transcurriendo la vida y en ocasiones hacemos un cruce de ruta con alguien que trae también su morral invisible de cosas negativas que la supervivencia en su girar le dio, no es su responsabilidad, no es su “culpa”, ¿Por qué molestarme? ¿Por qué querer cambiarle? Si desconozco lo que lleva sobre su espalda…la empatía palabra con mucho tiempo en desuso debe volver.
La única manera de interpretarme a partir de otro es mirándole a los ojos y tratando de imaginar que lleva en su morral invisible, cuantas cosas va cargando, de cuantas de esas él mismo será consiente…empatizar. No es algo fácil pero debe ser una decisión personal, yo llevo mi propio cargamento parecido quizás más pesado o menos, pero lo llevo, y todos sin excepción lo hacemos…me pregunto ¿porqué detenernos a juzgar? Porque molestarnos, entendamos y demos más importancia a nuestro propio equipaje. Es imposible transitar la ruta de vida sin acompañantes de camino, en una soledad extrema, ni andar por ella sin que alguien se detenga a criticarnos a objetarnos actitudes o costumbres…empatía. Ejercer la libertad de no hacer que me afecte, ni yo afectar que no sea para apoyar la ruta de nadie. Descubrir al otro presume poder comunicarse con él, poder encontrarse y promover una relación, como resultado nos conocemos y nos revelamos, para ello, hay que saber comunicar y dar sentido al encuentro.
“Todo el que disfruta cree que lo que importa del árbol es el fruto, cuando en realidad es la semilla. He aquí la diferencia entre los que crean y los que disfrutan.” Friedrich Nietzsche. …nada mas cierto.
The encounter with one's own identity, and being recognized by the people with whom we participate and interact daily, is one of the objectives that is consciously or unconsciously sought in interaction with others. The analogy that we create in everyday life, the first of which is the family focus, allows us to adapt base models from the first periods of life which will witness the development of the personality that each of us has. Recognizing each other is the first step in a long upward journey that will allow us to obtain knowledge of the context in which we find ourselves immersed, with the participation of a Self and other conjugates.
I am at a point in life where nothing about others bothers me, it wasn't always like that, but now I look back and see the amount of time I was wasting bothering myself about the actions of others, making judgments and even criticizing. There are painful circumstances in life that teach us to appreciate what is truly important, to feel like we spend hours lamenting, for example, material losses, events that we did not attend, or people who simply crossed our “route” to show us. How is it that we should NOT behave, what we should not allow is for it to affect us...it is each person's freedom.
I learned that all of us, without distinction, carry an invisible backpack loaded with things: frustrations, losses, painful situations, joys, sadnesses, disappointments, illusions, with it on our backs we go through life and sometimes we cross the road with someone who also brings his invisible backpack of negative things that survival in his tour gave him, is not his responsibility, is not his “fault”, why bother me? Why want to change it? If I don't know what he carries on his back...empathy, a word that has long been out of use, must return.
The only way to interpret myself from another is by looking into his eyes and trying to imagine what he carries in his invisible backpack, how many things he is carrying, how many of those he himself will be aware of... empathize. It is not an easy thing but it must be a personal decision, I carry my own similar load, perhaps heavier or less, but I carry it, and we all do it without exception...I wonder why stop and judge? Why bother, let's understand and give more importance to our own luggage. It is impossible to travel the route of life without companions on the way, in extreme loneliness, nor to walk along it without someone stopping to criticize us or object to our attitudes or customs...empathy. Exercise the freedom of not having it affect me, nor do I affect it other than to support anyone's route. Discovering the other presupposes being able to communicate with them, being able to meet and promote a relationship, as a result we know each other and reveal ourselves, to do this, we must know how to communicate and give meaning to the encounter.
“Everyone who enjoys it believes that what matters about the tree is the fruit, when in reality it is the seed. Here is the difference between those who create and those who enjoy.” Friedrich Nietzsche. …nothing more certain.
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