La brisa de AURA [ESP-ENG]

"No escribas sobre mí", fueron las últimas palabras de Aura que recuerdo haber escuchado; idea que nunca se atravesó por mi pensamiento, no había ningún motivo de inspiración para hablar de una mujer que asumió un reto en un ambiente poco apetecible donde la brisa que jugaba en contra fue decretada bajo su percepción. Aura hizo lo imposible en conquistar la meta a su manera, es decir, una brisa enérgica, extrovertida y desafiante; no obstante, en su interior había remolinos de emociones que direccionaban la brisa a diferentes sentidos que ella los observaba como obstáculos intencionales. Siento que fracasé al no comprender lo suficiente por lo que atravesaba Aura. Pensar que existe oposición o que el sistema no funciona es angustioso.

Hoy hago retrospectiva de la brisa fuerte de Aura. Decidí alejarme de la conducta imperativa, sentía que no podía planear brisas suaves calibradas por un rostro fuerte que negaba lo que salía de su boca. Era compartir un torbellino agotador y tomé el camino más fácil, me aparté y fue lo peor de mis decisiones; trajo, como consecuencia, enfurecer la brisa, transformando la masa del aire en un ambiente denso. Hubo remolino, lo que parecía que estaba mal empeoró, pero cómo el desgaste personal detonó la idea cómoda de culpar a alguien del problema. Entonces, me detuve a pensar: no puedo dejar que me afecte, primero, mi paz; al parecer, enfurecí la brisa de Aura y no conforme en tomar una decisión personal, usó la brisa para llevarse mi secreto y hacerlo público.

Los resultados fueron catastróficos, estaba en medio de una brisa gestada que dejó Aura para mí, derrumbó mi ser, dos semanas de batalla, la cual perdí y quienes confiaban no me dieron la espalda, al contrario, estaban ahí para proporcionar la fuerza que la brisa me restaba haciendo presencia a través de recuerdos o llamadas. Empecé a caminar sin rumbo, buscando entender qué pasó y subsanar mi problema; sin embargo, la brisa de Aura estaba ahí, accionaba las imágenes del suceso, las cuales no se borraban, era resentir el momento una y otra vez.

Pasaron dos semanas de brisa estrepitosa, nace una nueva etapa de compresión, dar significado a palabras y frases valiosas de mis seres queridos sobre mí y las circunstancias de la vida. Surge la oportunidad de ver la luz propia y reconocer que la brisa de Aura no está, empiezo a sentir la energía particular que dibuja lo bueno que me está pasando, de entender porqué hay que vivir situaciones difíciles que te hacen crecer en todas las estructuras que componen el ser (cognitiva, física, social, emocional y espiritual), es decir, la unidad que me representa. Hace dos meses de la experiencia que me llevó a dar un salto de recuperar algo de mí y transformar otras, estoy mejor, me siento plena y todo se lo debo a la brisa de Aura, pero lo siento porque al final tuve que escribir sobre un rasgo de Aura.

Vivir tragos amargos siempre enseña, es cierto, que duelen de las personas que menos crees que pueden hacer daño. En estas circunstancias, lo mejor evitar cuestionarse y, cuando alguien no quiere ser comprendido, es porque niega abrirse. Para sanar, es importante escuchar a los seres queridos las bondades que te caracterizan, acerca de las cualidades propias para seguir adelante. También sirve para reflexionar acerca de qué hacer en otras situaciones para enfrentar problemas parecidos. Recordar que nunca estás solo, alguien te brinda el apoyo sin esperar nada a cambio y quienes te aman esperan el progreso de la superación personal para que otras áreas del desarrollo se equilibren.

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ENGLISH VERSION

"Don't write about me" were the last words of Aura that I remember hearing. An idea that never crossed my mind: there was no reason for inspiration to talk about a woman who took on a challenge in an unappetizing environment where the breeze that played against her was decreed under her perception. Aura did the impossible by conquering the goal in her own way, i.e., with an energetic, extroverted and challenging breeze; however, inside her were swirls of emotions that directed the breeze in different directions that she observed as intentional obstacles. I feel I failed to sufficiently understand what Aura was going through. To think that there is opposition or that the system is not working is distressing.

Today I remember Aura's strong breeze. I decided to move away from imperative behavior because I felt I could not plan soft breezes calibrated by a strong face that denied what came out of her mouth. I was sharing an exhausting whirlwind and took the easy way out. I stepped away, and it was the worst of my decisions; it brought, as a consequence, enraging the breeze, transforming the air mass into a dense environment. There was a whirlwind; what seemed to be wrong got worse, but how personal burnout detonated the comfortable idea of blaming someone else for the problem. Then, I stopped to think: I can't let it affect me, first, my peace; apparently, I angered Aura's breeze and was not content with making a personal decision; she used the breeze to take my secret and make it public.

The results were catastrophic. I was in the middle of a breeze that Aura left for me, it collapsed my being after two weeks of battle, which I lost and those who trusted me did not turn their backs on me, on the contrary, they were there to provide the strength that the breeze subtracted from me, making presence through memories or calls. I began to walk aimlessly, seeking to understand what happened and to remedy my problem; however, Aura's breeze was there; it triggered the images of the event, which were not erased; it was resenting the moment over and over again.

Two weeks of a strong breeze have passed, and a new stage of understanding has been born, giving meaning to valuable words and phrases of my loved ones about me and the circumstances of life. The opportunity arises to see my own light and recognize that the breeze of Aura is not there. I begin to feel the particular energy that draws the good that is happening to me, to understand why you have to live difficult situations that make you grow in all the structures that make up the being (cognitive, physical, social, emotional and spiritual), that is to say, the unity that represents me. Two months ago, after the experience that led me to take a leap to recover something about myself and transform others, I am better, I feel full, and I owe it all to the breeze of Aura, but I'm sorry because in the end I had to write about a feature of Aura.

Living through bitter pills always teaches you that it is true that they hurt from the people you least think can hurt you. In these circumstances, it is better to avoid questions, and when someone does not want to be understood, it is because he refuses to open up. To heal, it is important to listen to loved ones about the goodness that characterizes you and about your own qualities to move forward. It is also helpful to reflect on what to do in other situations to deal with similar problems. Remember that you are never alone; someone gives you support without expecting anything in return, and those who love you are waiting for the progress of self-improvement so that the areas of development are balanced.