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Jorge Bucay Jorge Bucay CHAINED ELEPHANT

When I was a kid I loved the circus, and I liked most were the circus animals. I too like others, then I found out, I was struck by the elephant.

During the function, the huge beast was deployment of its weight, size and enormous strength ... but after his performance and even a while before returning to the stage, the elephant was bound only by a chain that imprisoned one of its legs to a small stake in the ground.

However, the stake was only a tiny piece of wood buried just a few inches into the ground. And although the chain was thick and powerful it seemed obvious that the animal can start a tree by the roots with their own strength, could easily start and run the stake.

The mystery is obvious: What keeps
then?
Why not flee?

When I was five or six years, I still trusted in the wisdom of the greats. I then asked a teacher, to a father or an uncle by the mystery of the elephant. Some of them explained that the elephant does not escape because he was trained. I

then the obvious question: "If you're trained
why it strung?
not remember receiving any coherent response.

Eventually I forgot about the mystery of the elephant and the stake ... and only remembered when I was with others who had asked the same question.

few years ago I discovered that lucky for me someone was wise enough to find the answer: The elephant in the circus
not escape because it has been tied to a stake like since I was very, very small.

I closed my eyes and imagined the little newborn subject to the stake.

I am sure that at that time the elephant pushed, pulled and sweated trying to get loose. And despite all his efforts failed.

The stake was certainly very strong for him.

swear he fell asleep exhausted and the next day tried again, and at the other and it was ...

Until one day, a terrible day to its history, the animal accepted his impotence and resigned to their fate.

This elephant huge and powerful, we see in the circus, does not escape because he believes "poor" can not.

He has a record and reminder of his helplessness, powerlessness that he felt shortly after birth.

worst thing is that never has become a serious challenge that record.

Never ... ever ... I tried to test his strength again ... Let the world
tied to hundreds of stakes that we remain free ... conditioned by the memory of 'I can not "...

Your only way to know is to try again putting in trying all your heart ...

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CONFIDENCE

I go into the street, it's sunny but very cold, I take for walks, my legs walk with me, yes, I weigh and I have to work because I continue as usual.

walk down a long avenue, enjoy the ride, is how when you eat a cake that you really like, and slowly eating you're going to give you more.

There are many people, it's funny that greets a child while eating a lollipop, your mouth is red. Miro

stores, displays and sales ... I stop, keep walking.

I see a bag I like, ask the price. Can not be extended? I look in the mirror and I do not like other major.

already is short to reach my house, took his hat in his hand was cold when I left ... End

my ride ... I feel good ...

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build ever larger houses ...

and smaller families.

... We spend more but have less.

buy more ... but enjoy it less.

inhabit higher buildings ...

with shallow lives. We

for wider highways ...

with increasingly narrow minds.

We have more conveniences ... but we live

more uncomfortable. We have more knowledge

...

and less sense.

More experts ... and less solutions.

More medicine ... and less healthy.

are times of fast food ...

and slow digestion.

fantastic home ... with broken homes.

of angry immediately ... but forgive

slowly.
You leave early
...

and always arrive late.

We raise the banner of equality, but hold

prejudice. We

full agenda

phones that are never called.

shelves full of books I ever read. We spent

life, but do not know how to live.

We have more and more things,

and wasted most of them.

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ISLAND FEELINGS AND EMOTIONS Jorge Bucay

There was once an island inhabited by all the emotions and all the human feelings that exist. They lived, of course, Fear, Wisdom, Love, Anguish, Envy, Hate ... Everyone was there.

Despite the natural friction of living together, life was very quiet and even predictable. Sometimes the Boredom Routine to fall asleep, or Impulse arming some scandal, but often the Constancia and desirable to allay the discontent.

One day, unexpectedly for all the inhabitants of the island, called Knowledge meeting. When Distraction is aware and gave Sloth arrived at the scene of the meeting, all were present.

Then, Knowledge said

"I have bad news for them: The island is sinking.

All emotions that lived on the island said:

- No, how can it be! If we live here forever!

repeated Knowledge:

"The island is sinking.

- It can not be! Maybe you're wrong!

"Knowledge is almost never wrong," said Conscience realizing the truth. If he says that it sinks, it must be because it sinks.

- But what do we do now? "They asked each other.

Then, Knowledge answered

"Of course, everyone can do whatever he wants, but I suggest you seek ways to leave the island ... Build a ship, boat, raft or something that allows them to leave because the stay at the island will disappear with it.

- Can not you help us? "Asked everyone, because they were confident in their ability.

"No," Knowledge, "the forecast and I have built an airplane and upon termination of saying that we will fly to the nearest island.

Emotions said

- No! But no! What will become of us?

said, the knowledge he got on the plane with his partner and, carrying a stowaway to fear that, as is not goofy and had jumped into the engine, left the island.

All the emotions, in fact, is about building a boat, a boat, a sailboat ... All ... Love
except
For Love was so related to everything on the island who said

-Leaving this island ... after all that I lived here ... How could I leave this tree, for example? Ahh ... we share so many things ...

And while emotions were engaged to produce the means to leave, Love went to each tree, smell every rose, went to the beach and rolled in the sand as it once did in the past. Touched each stone ... and patted each branch ...

Upon reaching the beach, exactly where the sun rose, her favorite place, did think this simplicity that has the love

"Maybe the island is sinking for a while ... and then re-emerge ... Why not? "

And stayed for days by measuring the height of the tide to check the sinking process was reversible ...

The island is sinking more and more ... However

, Love could not think of building because it was so sore that he could only mourn and groan and you will lose.

then occurred to him that the island was great, and even when it sank a little, always he could take refuge in the most high ...

Anything was better than having to leave. A small resignation had never been a problem for him.

So, once again, touched the stones of the shore ... and crawled through the sand ... and again got his feet wet in the small beach that was once great ...

Then, without realizing much of his resignation, he walked toward the north of the island, but was not what he liked most, was the highest ...

And the island is sinking every day a little more ...

And Love took refuge each day in a smaller space ...

-After so many things we spent together ... "I criticized the island.

Until, finally, there was only a tiny portion of firm ground, the rest were completely covered by water. Just

Love then realized that the island really was sinking. He understood that without leaving the island, love gone forever from the face of the Earth ...

Walking through flooded trails and jumping huge puddles of water, Love went to the bay.

There were no possibilities to construct an all out like he had lost too much time denying that mourn lost and thus removing some a little before his eyes.

From there I could see their colleagues go on boats. I was hoping to explain his situation and that some of his teammates understand and take him.

eyes Looking into the sea, the boat was coming Wealth and waved. Wealth came a little to the bay.

-Wealth, you've got a big boat, do not you take me to the neighboring island? I suffered both the loss of this island could not build a boat ...

And Wealth replied

"I'm so loaded with money, jewels and precious stones, I have no place for you, sorry ... "And walked on without looking back.

Love stared, and saw the vanity come in a beautiful boat, full of frills, fringes, marbles and small flowers of all colors. Called a lot of attention.

Love stretched a little and shouted:

- Vanity ... Vanity ... take me with you!

Vanity Love looked at him and said:

"I'd take you, but ... Have a look! ... You're so ugly ... so dirty and so scruffy! ... Sorry, but I think afearías my boat - and left.

And so Love asked for help from each of the emotions. And to perseverance, to Sensuality, jealousy, outrage and even to hate. And when nobody thought it would happen, he saw a boat approaching very small, the last, the sadness.

-sadness, sister, "he said," you know me well, you do not leave me here, are as sensitive as me ... Will you take me with you?

And Sadness answered

"I'd take, I assure you, but I'm sooo sad ... I prefer to be alone, and without another word, walked away.

And Love, poor thing, she realized that have been linked to those things he loved, the island would sink into the sea to disappear.

then sat on the last bit was left of their island to wait for the final ...

Suddenly, Love heard someone joke-

-CHST CHST CHST-...

old man who was a stranger beckoned from a rowboat.

Love was surprised

- Me? He asked, taking a hand to his chest.

"Yes, yes," said the old man, "to you. Come with me, get on my boat and paddle me, I will save thee.

Love looked at him and tried to explain:

"What happened was that I stayed ...

"I understand," said the old man without letting him finish the sentence-ups.

Love got into the boat and together they began to paddle to get away from the island.

It was not long before we see how the last inch that remained afloat finished the island sink and disappear forever.

-never again be an island like this, "muttered the Love, perhaps hoping that contradicted what the old man and gave him some hope.

"No," said the old man like this, ever.

When they reached the neighboring island, Love knew he was still alive. He realized that he would follow exist.

turned on his feet to thank the old man, but he, without saying a word, had gone as mysteriously as it had appeared.

Then, Love, intrigued, went in search of wisdom to ask:

- How can it be? I do not know him and he saved me ... All others did not understand that I had run out of boat, but he helped me, he saved me and I do not even know who he is ...

Wisdom looked into his eyes long and said

"He's the one who always is able to get the love survive when the pain of a loss led to believe that it is impossible to follow. The only one capable of giving a new chance at love when it seems extinct. The one who saved you, Love is Time.

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THE 4 AGREEMENTS OF WISDOM DAY REYES TOLTECA

NOT make assumptions
When in doubt, rinse.
If you suspect he asks. Assume
makes you invent incredible stories that only poison your soul and which have no basis.


HONOR YOUR WORDS
What comes out of your mouth is what you are.
If you honor your word, you are not honoring yourself; if you honor yourself, you do not love. Honoring your word is
honor yourself, is to be consistent with what you think and what you do.
're authentic. and makes you respectful to others and to yourself.


ALWAYS MAKE THE BEST YOU CAN
If you always do your best, you will never regret recriminarte anything or nothing. NO TE



not take anything personally the worst offense.
not the worst snub.
Even the most serious wound.
As someone wants to hurt you, to that extent that someone is hurt himself ...
But the problem is his and not yours.

TOLTECA
BY TRADITION, PUTTING INTO PRACTICE THESE FOUR AGREEMENTS "CHANGE YOUR LIFE, AS LONG AS YOU ARE PERFECT WITH IT."

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remember that we went to bed very early in my brothers and I had to sleep early to pass when the kings ... I closed my eyes and I could hardly sleep, too much emotion ... the ride, the uncertainty of the gifts ... why I left this year? It was very difficult to sleep ...

Early morning, we woke up and had a lot of packages that unfolded at a time, pulling the papers had so carefully placed in our gifts, what mattered was to see what was inside ...

remember a kitchenette with gadgets on the furniture, with its shining metal tap ... I remember a small umbrella, because I was little, I was willing to release ... I remember a doll, big, blonde, grabbing her by the shoulders that was in its infancy, was too much for the time, had a blue dress, an embroidered dog and a golden chain.

Memory is selective and has undertaken to retain that memory and no other years of my childhood, toys that I left the Kings ...

not remember when, but I began to notice strange things the last few days, much secrecy, mystery ... my parents whispering ... until one day I discovered a huge paquetón above a closet ... and there were the toys ... had to keep pretending that my brother was still too small to tell, I had to continue to maintain that illusion. After

has history repeated itself with my children ... first expoción going to see the toy, and then ... secrecy and discretion that my parents used. The cavalcade, the boots ready ...

the morning, and called early, could not wait, and hope to see and open the presents, it was my dream thousandfold. Blessed



innocence, holy illusion ...