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I’ll never forget the day that I touched the sky (full story)

worldpyaar — Fri, 23 May 2014 03:40:00 GMT

I love dreaming. And I madly believe that all dreams come true. Just look at the sky. We are not alone. The whole universe is friendly to us and conspires only to give the best to those who dream and work on following the dream. I’ll never forget the day that my dream came true and I touched the sky. It happened on 20th of August 2012 and it changed my life completely.

I remember saying good-bye to my parents in the airport of Boryspil (Kiev, Ukraine) and I recall that feeling of being alone with so many people around me. This was the first time ever I had to sit on the plane and it was the first time in my life I felt free. Free from everything. I didn’t know anybody in the airport; I didn’t know what was going to happen to me when I would land in the place of my destination – Dusseldorf, Germany. And the main thing is that I didn’t want to know. I just devoted myself to the moment of being in that place, at that time. I was fifteen and I was desperate for adventures! I remember my sitting near the window and taking off: my ears feel "popped", my knees were trembling, and my eyes couldn’t believe what was happening. I was leaving my country for a year, for the most exciting and unforgettable year I would spend with all the incredible people from different countries, for the year which would change me. But I couldn’t have known it at that time. I retain our plane going up and up and I remember that very moment when I dropped my eyes on the clouds passing by. It is hard to explain the whole beauty which emerged from the tiny window of that plane. I was stunned by the fascinating landscape in front of me. My heart started pounding so fast and from that moment on, I wasn’t asleep anymore. The beauty awaked my soul.

Being there I was thinking how small we really are in comparison with the immense world. How often we do not think about others, about nature, but only care for ourselves, how much value do we put on material and how less spiritual is left in our hearts. We seem to shrink in a shell of our own problems and failures and live our life like that. But the sky was always above us and it will always remain there. Life is just permanent impermanence and we have to live it the way we will never regret. I declare that we should abandon our offices, houses and start a journey. Discover world with all its unexpectedness and strangeness, learn different languages, meet people of different cultures and feel like being part of their nation, part of them. I call everyone to live the real life!

Another thing I understood on that plane was that there is no past and future, there is only now. I sat there and I realized that there was no past, because I was already in the air -I couldn’t return back or make the plane fly back. However, there was also no future in my head- I didn’t know what was waiting for me in Germany: I couldn’t foresee my relationships with host families, I couldn’t imagine my friends there, I couldn’t even comprehend the language very well. All I had at that moment- present time. That was such a valuable experience I carried through my life.

I will never erase from my mind all the people I met that day. I remember the woman in the airport, we met while I was waiting for my registration to start. She was the first to talk: she told me so much about her, she was asking me hundreds of questions, sharing everything she knew about Germany, its people and culture. She gave me her number and said I could call her any time I wish. She was living in Dusseldorf, so she invited me to her place and promised to provide me the best guide tour by way of the city! It emerged to be so suspicious for me, because I never thought people can be so open! But I still have her number saved in my phone. I remember landing in Germany and I keep in my mind the first person I saw there: it was a young man (he had to meet me at the airport and deliver to the host family, because I wasn't 16 at the time) and the strange thing for me was that he was smiling so open-heartedly. I was surprised, because he never knew me and it was his job and I thought that anyone in his place would love to do this job quickly without any unnecessary "talks" and so on. But he was telling me everything! I couldn't understand that much and I even told it to him, but he just went on with the language of gestures. I recall his laughing and some of his stories, I remember his interest in me: he was asking whether I had everything I needed, whether I wanted some water or maybe something sweet or was the flight comfortable for me and despite all of this, he never stopped smiling. Firstly, I thought it was awkward. But then I honestly liked it. He took me through corridors until we got to the check-up or something like that and he helped me with documents and after I was officialy in Germany he shook my hand and with an enermous smile and wished me all the best! I remeber my coming out of terminal and seeing a big poster saying: "MARINA WELCOME TO GERMANY!" from my host sisters. I never knew these people who were about to become my second family, but I huged all of them with such a deep feeling of love and appreciation. And it was the time when I grasped that each person is unique and special and there is so much good in each of us. We are just like stars: the sky is filled with us, but we are mostly stay invisible by day. I once read: "The truth is that there are no good men, or bad men. It is the deeds that have goodness or badness in them. There are good deeds and bad deeds. Men are just men-it is what they do, or refuse to do, that links them to good or evil. The truth is that an instant of real love, in the heart of anyone-the noblest of man alive or the most wicked-has the whole purpose and process and meaning of life...". I understood this standing in the hall of the airport.

Sky is free, sky is eternal, sky is important and so are we-free, our soul-eternal and our life can make a big difference. But to understand all these values and to find our calling, "mission", we have to explore ourselves by means of exploring the world around us! Parents shouldn't be afraid to let their kids do what they like, be and think on their own way, give them space to develop their personality and identity.

To conclude, now I know that every journey alters and transforms our worldview as well as our worldperception. We should always keep in consideration that we can change the world within changing ourselves first. I believe that if one always looked at the skies, one would end up with wings.

Don't be afraid to be lonely

worldpyaar — Fri, 23 May 2014 03:38:00 GMT

Those days, when we feel phisycally sore and weak, always take its part in our lives sooner or later; we will always fail trying to escape them, so it is stupid to reject them anyway. Today I understood and felt usefulness of such days. It IS important to be physically ill, because it is kind of test which gives us spiritual power and growth, in case of passing it, or devastation and encumbrance of own loneliness, in case of failing it. As I read in one adorable book: sometimes you need to surrender before you win. And this phrase has completely conquered my mind and my soul from that time. I am that kind of person who literally hates weaknesses, but my own conviction in non-exictance of hate, as such, makes me always disallow and ignore it. Years of training of neglecting and unwillingness to see weak sides in everything around me, gave me great skill at non-manifestation it. And so far, I was proud of that, although, perhaps, never mentioning my pride at all. If only not to take into account the fact, that it was the biggest delusion of my whole life.
Nevertheless, this story does not include my fallacies; it intends to release my conclusions and share piece of my heart with every person who is able to comprehend it through the simple black lines. As I’ve already mentioned, I AM ashamed of weaknesses, and illness is the leader in this group. I always percieved, and was surely convinced, that other people also perceive the illness condition as a failure, as a helplessness. But when you accept it, and dismiss all your negative emotions, you explore a new, limitless, bright and actually amazing world in and out of yourself. You stop being coward with your own “I”. In another words, you reach a condition of harmony. But do you know why it is so hard to achieve it? Because illness implies being detached from society (logically, not to spread the virus further). Illness demands self-loneliness. And that is what we all so afraid of. That is what scares us more than anything else. Unexplainably, people are afraid of who they really are. Maybe because of the intimate secrets or shame we get for them; maybe because of our dreams and dread that they will never come true; maybe because of realization that we, human race, are no better that animals and that we are far no dominant, but much more submissive species. I don’t know. No-one probably knows… I am just saying: Learn to love loneliness and you will fall in love with the world; Learn to enjoy it and you will never be bored of life; Learn to appreciate it and you will be never lost yourself.
And to start, all you need is to watch, to observe, to supervise. Try it. Try to obsere nature around you: tranquil floating sky above your head, exhilarating singing of the birds, ruthless might of the wind, perfect stillness of the trees, gentle movement of the grass… You will see how world is going to change in your eyes, and how the world is going to change you. Let your heart finally wake up.
And then the truth will enlighten you.

People...

worldpyaar — Fri, 23 May 2014 03:36:00 GMT

People… We live in the world with billions of people around us. Some unimaginably tiny per cent of those billions is somehow related to our lives: the biggest amount of this diminutive per cent of billions involves beloved ones like family, relatives, friends, colleagues, schoolmates etc. However, have you ever noticed other people around you? I mean, of course, yes, but have you ever in your life remembered how the certain complete stranger looks or moves? Have you ever REALLY noticed people, with no matter whether it is the Queen of England, Johnny Depp, your neighbor, the person sitting near you in the bus or homeless? Let’s at least be honest with ourselves right in the moment: the answer is certainly no, because… because no one of us really cares.
Nowadays, people are entirely busy by burying into the mud of their own lives, so there is always no time or power, or wish to turn around and open absolutely new world of society. I personally do not believe in society as such. There is a term used in politics or sociology. The wikipedia tells us: “A society, or a human society, is a group of people involved with each other through persistent relations, or a large social grouping sharing the same geographical or social territory, subject to the same political authority and dominant cultural expectations. Human societies are characterized by patterns of relationships (social relations) between individuals who share a distinctive culture and institutions; a given society may be described as the sum total of such relationships among its constituent members.” But there are NO patterns of relationships, there are NO persistent relations. Each person is fully immersed in shall of his/her own representation and conception of the world with some own-made pink dreams and expectations of it, having each scratch of this shell fulfilled with demands, complaints, niggles and those masterfully hidden with justification, apology, excuse. And the sophistictaed background is left inperceptible by billions of those deadly shalls forming “society” all together. That’s how I see it. Or maybe the problem is not in you? What if you have already opened the door of your heart and now wating for crowds of new visitors, who are just about to cram into it? What if people are bad, not you?
Let’s start the process from the beginning. One person meets another. The first thing we all do is looking into the deep gaze of our stranger’s eyes, because the eyes are reflection of the soul; then we drop our sight on the smile of the stranger, because the smile is reflection of the heart; and afterwards we observe the way the stranger speaks, because the speech is reflection of the mind *(Hard not to mention, that mostly developed countries such as Western Europe and continent of North America also resort to a need to focus their attention on clothes and property of the stranger during the first meeting, because of idea of wealth and slight possible chance to grab a little piece of it at the right moment. And I think for all of them, sorry, US, for all of us, it is the most important and prevailing area of current interest, unfortunately). And here it comes – the decision – kind of golden scales, which in its turn has the greatest function: to weight how much the stranger’s representation of the world fits in our own and whether there could be our dominance and benefit in a new relationship. Afterwards, we accept the person or deny it. As an argument in our own heads we, ourselves, automatically separate and assert each of the newcomer as “good” or “bad” person. And, here is hidden the hugest failure of humanity and its’ stupidest invention of all times – morality.
“The truth is that there are no good men, or bad men. It is the deeds that have goodness or badness in them. There are good deeds, and bad deeds. Men are just men – it is what they do, or refuse to do, that links them to good or evil. …” – I read it once and kept in my eternal locker of soul forever. Those words were written by Gregory David Roberts, but I insist on: they, those words, have to be learned in schools by kids, by small representative of our future and future of the humanity as a whole. But! The idea I want to clarify is not restricted only by those majestic lines. Try to follow: there are no good or bad men, because we are all made by the same nature => there are our deeds which we confirm or reject in doing, which lead us to the good or evil => but what’s done that’s done. Each word, move, thought, gesture, emotion, action, happened a second, a millisecond ago is left irretrievably in PAST for ever and ever. And as soon as it gets in this abandoned but always full area of PAST it looses its value instantly. Doesn’t matter what you have done, said, thought about literally a seconds ago, it is already over, it has no worth and no sence, and no connection with the PRESENT moment. But here it comes again – one more failure of the humanity, one more self-imposed and self-made wrong concept that we, allegedly, should reffer to the past and even honor and esteem it (what a horribly made nonsence!) and thereby reffer to all the bad moments, and carry its burden of negative on and on, and on, letting the inner fire to flare up and eventually incenerate our soul, and lately, heart. So, don’t be surprised meeting emptyness in eyes and narrow-mindedness, cruelity, obduracy, egoism and finally torpor face to face on the streets, because we are the one who welcomed it heartilly by adhering and stiking to all those faithless regulations without even giving a tiny little try to sort all the things out and maybe nay preventing them. But we prefer living in happy ignorence. Ignorance… This is what wholly and absolutely has swallowed the mankind

I’ll never forget the day that I touched the sky

worldpyaar — Fri, 9 May 2014 04:48:31 GMT

I love dreaming.And I madly believe that all dreams come true.Just look at the sky.The whole universe conspires only to give the best to those who dream and work on following the dream.I’ll never forget the day that my dream came true and I touched the sky.It happened on 20th of August 2012 and it changed my life completely.I remember saying good-bye to my parents in the airport of Boryspil (Kiev, Ukraine) and I recall that feeling of being alone and free from everything.This was the first time ever I had to sit on the plane. I didn’t know anybody in the airport,I didn’t know what was going to happen to me when I would land in the place of my destination – Dusseldorf, Germany. And the main thing is that I didn’t want to know. I was desperate for adventures!I remember my sitting near the window and while taking off I dropped my eyes on the clouds.It is hard to explain the whole beauty which emerged from the tiny window of that plane. Being there I was thinking how small we really are in comparison with the immense world.How often we do not think about others, about nature, but only care for ourselves, how much value do we put on material and how less spiritual is left in our hearts. But the sky was always above us and it will always remain there.Life is just permanent impermanence and we have to live it the way we want.I declare that we should abandon our offices, houses and start a journey.Discover world with all its strangeness,learn different languages,meet people of different cultures and feel like being part of their nation, part of them.I call everyone to live the real life!I remember my coming out of terminal and seeing a big poster saying: "MARINA WELCOME TO GERMANY!" from my host sisters.I never knew these people who were about to become my second family,but I hugged all of them with such a deep feeling of love and appreciation.And it was the time when I grasped that each person is unique and special and there is so much good in each of us.We are just like stars:the sky is filled with us, but we are mostly stay invisible by day.The truth is that there are no good men, or bad men. Men are just men-it is what they do, or refuse to do, that links them to good or evil. To conclude,now I know that every journey alters and transforms our worldview as well as our world perception.We should always keep in consideration that we can change the world within changing ourselves first.I believe that if one always looked at the skies, one would end up with wings.