I've noticed me more sensitive in recent days, more connected with songs, pictures, talks that touch me. At the same time, I was having difficulty choosing some specific theme to talk about today's blog. So I decided to talk about this opening process in general. The opening, from my point of view, refers to this process of opening for our experiences as they appear. Speaking like that, it may seem easy, but in practice it is not quite ... at a time when losses, sorrows, lutes and uncertainties are so present, we open to what we are feeling is very painful.

Why do it then? It is not my intention to give an answer here, each should make your choice according to your needs at the moment. So I'll just share my openness experience and the meaning she has had for me. If you make sense to you, stay the invitation to do this experience too.

The pandemic brought us a new context, with new experiences and new pains. During this period, for several moments I realized anesthetized, just living, without being connected with what I was doing, with my life. It makes sense. It is a strategy of our body to survive difficult experiences. At the same time, getting stuck in this strategy was diminishing my vitality, becoming more apathetic, making me the sense of being here.

So I made a commitment to myself, open me for what I was feeling, without fear. This commitment was not from day to night, it was a process, but I was giving myself to him. It is like water that flows naturally, regardless of our will. Have you ever tried to hold a wave? Or stop the flow of the river with your hands? It does not work, despite giving the false impression that we are doing something to control the situation. Then the alternative is to dive, float, let the river follow your flow and that light us together, without fighting the flow, but training the soft art of delivering to the flow of the river.

How did I do this? Allowing me to feel what I was feeling, when I was afraid, letting me recognize the presence of fear, let him be there in the way he was (with tension in the body, chest tightness, breast breast, catastrophic thoughts). Without trying to make fear leave, or try to convince me that it did not make sense. It's not easy to do that. But this experience was rescuing my vitality, my sense of living. Because this opening allows me to cry when I feel sadness, laugh when I feel joy, to love when I feel love, suffer when I feel fear. Allows me to feel everything. And between choosing do not feel anything and feel everything, I choose a thousand times to feel everything. As King Roberto Carlos would say, "If I cried or smiled, the important thing is that emotions I lived." The water flows naturally and I surrender to her flow where she carries me.