A Moment Spent In Another Dimension… Next To A Woman’s Soul

The enchantment of this universe we live in, breathe and experience, can not be found anywhere else clearer expressed than in a woman’s soul.

Do you see her next to you? She is scared of her interior transformations, of realizing her own power…the power to transform the world, to transform lives- hers, yours. Her power to transfigure herself and transfigure you. Unfortunately, you do not understand…You see her blooming all the time, in all circumstances, and you do not understand why. It’s simple…She is a woman. Moreover, all respect the one who offers soul from her soul.

You, as a man, might be asking yourself why the child playing in front of you - while you are sitting on a bench in the park - smiles only to her. Why everybody loves her, why is she regarded with compassion and care, why does her embrace make you shiver and shake your entire universe?

And now, a thought crosses your mind: she is lucky…but it is not like that, personally, I do not think luck even exists. This is the way the fearful calls the courage of those who dare…dare to love, to offer, to dream.

Why do you love her? Because she smiles to all the little children who pass her on the street, because she manages to overcome with great courage her delicate anatomic inconveniences, because she does all the annoying and minute work needed to be done in the house without bragging about it or even ask for gratitude.

Because she wears clothes after some complicated and difficult to understand rules, because she paints her face exactly as an inspired artist, because she is obsessed to have an incredibly accentuated silhouette, because she grew up from a little girl, because she plays ping-pong or chess without paying a total interest on the person who wins, because she has a way of solving problems that makes you loose your head and she has a way of thinking that has the same effect on you.

Because she tells you "I love you" in the very moment when she loves you the less, like a sort of compensation. Because she has, from time to time a little pain, a headache, and then you suddenly realize that women are human, just like you. Because she is a passionate reader, to whom more then 1/3 of the world’s poetry and prose is dedicated.

Because she offers love, and allows herself receive love, because her anatomy asks for protection, because she is a woman, and not a man or anything else.

Because your mind spins around her just like a heavy planet, always. No, she is not supernatural, she is not placed above you, on a pedestal, she is just a precious gift from God, which you have to cherish, appreciate and be grateful for.

She is the perfect one, not the one from that TV show, or from that parade, or the one who crossed the street. She is the one you had chosen to spend your life with, she is the one who will shine in your dark days, she is the angel meant to guard your nights and spread her wings in order to offer you shelter.

It is like you started to understand her. You are thinking that in the moment you arrive home, you will ask for forgiveness…because until now, you never struggled to touch her soul. You feel sorry in vain… she already forgave you, her soul only knows to forgive. Yet, only strong characters can offer forgiveness, do not take it lightly! Forgiving is for the strong, not for the weak! Weak people love revenge, the strong ones know that there is something higher then that, something better and that is to forgive…and forget…

Maybe if you start listening to her, if you love the one who makes your days and nights count, you will understand and discover her mystery.

Now, your soul has found his inner silence and he made peace with his own self. He now wants to stay a little more, to deepen himself in this outstanding knowledge, to listen a little more, but you look around and you do not recognize anything, everything changed.

I remain behind you, happy that another soul has received its light…who am I? A wandering woman’s soul.