Who am I?

I have a memory of riding my bike when I was little, with the fresh breeze that touched my face. I felt my inner truth, so clear and certain, and that is was possible to live in love. Even though I remember the moment of feeling the sensation of this absolute truth arriving to my heart, I also immediately felt that I could not tell anyone about it and that they would think I was crazy. I felt that I could only think it and keep it inside, and never dare to tell anyone.

Like a utopian world that maybe exists in a parallel dimension or one that will exist someday even if impossible right now, I knew that it was possible. It was possible to live in love. I remember that this left me feeling content and at the same time anxious that I could not express it to anyone.

I grew up hiding this feeling that continued in the deepest parts of my heart like a secret. As I began to grow into adulthood, this certainty of a world living in love, and my innocence began to dissolve as I watched the outside world be so different from my interior. I began to believe in the dream of this system, so well designed to appease the illusions of all boys and girls who remember from our purity how one should really live. I stopped feeling that I could be safe just with Love, and that I should hide even more this truth, protecting me from a cruel world.

When I was about 20 years old, after having felt distanced and distorted from this natural essence that lived in my heart, it was time to reconnect. I began to rescue this truth of my Being, the one that my inner child continued to keep alive. It was the truth of living from Love, with Love, through Love, and for Love. I felt myself reconnecting with my devotion to spirit and divinity.

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From the moment that I began to reconnect, everything began to take a resounding turn where countless challenges were presented that would test this decision to see if it was true.  This was a decision that implied leaving behind a personality, a skin, a form of being, a life. All of this to be loyal to this truth that existed immortally since I was a small child until this very day. Being loyal to my truth meant encouraging myself to take risks, to take paths that were absolutely not the social norm, and to turn my life around and change course. I left behind a planned, systematic path, which seemingly is presented to you with almost no choice. Clearly this makes a road with many doubts, insecurities and difficulties, but today I am sure it is the best thing I could have done and am grateful to myself for having the courage to launch myself onto a different path. I got off the safe path and got on the roller coaster of creating my own way, with this truth as my foundation.