Talking about the unanticipated, of surprises, of the unexpected... spring snow. Snow in April. Those things in life that just surprise you; sometimes taking you off your feet, sometimes gradually making you grow, and sometimes simply bringing a smile to your face. This snow has just made me think a lot...
Taking the bus to and from work has been very interesting. Probably the curious anthropologist, but mostly the curious human in me, is just looking at everything and everyone I can, to try to understand, learn, enjoy... One day I talked to a man that was trying to sell Colorado flags and bandannas; being jobless for a while now, he was having a hard time paying the monthly rent. He was talking to one of his friends on the bus about shelter options. Another man in the bus stop was pretty worried that it would start snowing again: no home, no refuge, no warm, dry place. So much need, and feeling a little too impotent or powerless many times.
I've also seen a blind man in the bus several times, with his guide dog: so much love and hope emanate from those two... And it just made me think of how many people are in need of kindness and love. And we have the power to give that, all the time. And then working moms, taking their kids to school or the nursery, musicians carrying their guitar or music paper, kids reading, curious kids staring back at me, people smiling, others frowning... I wonder what's going on in their lives. What happened today? What are their stories?
Life can be so complicated and simple at the same time. So full of everything, all happening at the same time. So full of beauty, and so full of the uncontrollable. And so, with so much intensity and normality going on around me, inside me, this song came to mind. Spring snow. Here are the lyrics. Whatever you're going through, don't lose hope. Things change; things get better... And there's kind people around you, and people in need of your kindness.
Talked to a man today on the bus, he was afraid of the snow.
"I've been jobless for far too long; being homeless is no fun", he said.
All I could do was wish him good luck, "Hope you sell all your flags".
Don't give up hope, keep holding on, keep holding on...
All I could do was wish him good luck, "Hope you sell all your flags".
Don't give up hope, keep holding on, keep holding on...
Don't lose hope, keep holding on...
Don't lose hope... the spring will come.
Taking the bus to and from work has been very interesting. Probably the curious anthropologist, but mostly the curious human in me, is just looking at everything and everyone I can, to try to understand, learn, enjoy... One day I talked to a man that was trying to sell Colorado flags and bandannas; being jobless for a while now, he was having a hard time paying the monthly rent. He was talking to one of his friends on the bus about shelter options. Another man in the bus stop was pretty worried that it would start snowing again: no home, no refuge, no warm, dry place. So much need, and feeling a little too impotent or powerless many times.
I've also seen a blind man in the bus several times, with his guide dog: so much love and hope emanate from those two... And it just made me think of how many people are in need of kindness and love. And we have the power to give that, all the time. And then working moms, taking their kids to school or the nursery, musicians carrying their guitar or music paper, kids reading, curious kids staring back at me, people smiling, others frowning... I wonder what's going on in their lives. What happened today? What are their stories?
Life can be so complicated and simple at the same time. So full of everything, all happening at the same time. So full of beauty, and so full of the uncontrollable. And so, with so much intensity and normality going on around me, inside me, this song came to mind. Spring snow. Here are the lyrics. Whatever you're going through, don't lose hope. Things change; things get better... And there's kind people around you, and people in need of your kindness.
Talked to a man today on the bus, he was afraid of the snow.
"I've been jobless for far too long; being homeless is no fun", he said.
All I could do was wish him good luck, "Hope you sell all your flags".
Don't give up hope, keep holding on, keep holding on...
All I could do was wish him good luck, "Hope you sell all your flags".
Don't give up hope, keep holding on, keep holding on...
Even when it's supposed to be spring and it snows, keep holding on.
Even when it's spring and it snows.
Don't lose hope, keep holding on...
Don't lose hope... the spring will come.
Hablando de lo
que no anticipamos, de las sorpresas, de lo inesperado… nieve primaveral. Nieve en abril. Esas cosas de la vida que simplemente te
sorprenden; a veces te mueven el petate, a veces te hacen crecer de manera
gradual, y a veces simplemente te hacen sonreír. Esta nieve me ha hecho pensar mucho…
Tomar el bus de
y hacia el trabajo ha sido muy interesante.
Probablemente la antropóloga curiosa, pero sobre todo la ser humana
curiosa en mí, está viendo todo y a todos, tratando de entender, de aprender,
de disfrutar… Un día le hablé a un hombre que estaba tratando de vender banderas
de Colorado y pañuelos; ya llevaba un buen tiempo sin trabajo, con dificultades
para pagar la renta mensual. Le estaba
hablando a uno de sus amigos en el bus sobre opciones de albergues. Otro hombre en la parada de bus estaba
bastante preocupado porque iba a empezar a nevar de nuevo: sin casa, sin
refugio, sin un lugar cálido y seco. Tanta necesidad, y sintiéndome muy
impotente en varios momentos.
También he visto
a un hombre ciego en el bus varias veces, con su perro guía: tanto amor y
esperanza emanan de esos dos… Y me hizo pensar en cuánta gente tiene necesidad
de amor y bondad. Y tenemos el poder de
dar esto, todo el tiempo. Y luego ver a
las mamás trabajadoras, llevando a sus hijos a la escuela, a músicos llevando
su guitarra y papel con pentagramas, a los niños leyendo, a los niños curiosos
viéndome de regreso, a algunas personas sonrientes, a otras serias… Me pregunto
qué está pasando en sus vidas. ¿Qué les pasó hoy? ¿Cuáles serán sus historias?
La vida puede
ser tan complicada y sencilla al mismo tiempo. Tan llena de todo, y todo pasando al mismo
tiempo. Tan llena de belleza, y también
llena de lo incontrolable. Y entonces,
con tanta intensidad y normalidad ocurriendo mi alrededor, adentro, se me vino
esta canción. Nieve primaveral. Aquí está la letra. Sea lo que sea que estés pasando,
no perdás la esperanza. Las cosas
cambian; las cosas mejoran… y hay gente bondadosa a tu alrededor, y gente que necesita de tu
bondad también.
Le hablé a un
hombre hoy en el bus, la nieve le causaba temor.
“He estado sin
trabajo por demasiado tiempo; estar sin hogar no es bueno”, me dijo.
Todo lo que
podía hacer era desearle buena suerte, “Espero que venda todas sus banderas”.
No perdás la
esperanza, seguí aguantando, seguí aguantando…
Todo lo que
podía hacer era desearle buena suerte, “Espero que venda todas sus banderas”.
No perdás la
esperanza, seguí aguantando, seguí aguantando…
Aún cuando se
supone que es primavera y nieva, seguí aguantando.
Aún cuando es
primavera y nieva…
No perdás la
esperanza, seguí aguantando…
No perdás la
esperanza… la primavera va a llegar.
Thank you Majo
ReplyDelete