Caracas is there,
See her lying on the slopes of the steep Avila,
Odalisque surrendered at the feet of his sultan in love ..
Lines of the poem "Vuelta a la Patria" by Juan Antonio Pérez Bonalde
Find a space to be calm, with yourself .. is what some of us are looking for.
I have never been good meditating, I think it happens to many, but I love to contemplate open or closed eyes, outside or inside, the flow of real or mental images has always seemed interesting, and sometimes as a gift you get that moment of emptiness, the heart beating calmly and breathing in peace.
Caracas is not exactly a city of calm, neither by day nor by night, that city of red roofs and peaceful atmosphere remained in the past. It was the city where "it is always day", with busy labor, cultural activities, rumbas and daytime and nighttime entertainment, and became a stressful city where even the calm is tense and the solitude of its streets appearance.
But you can always have that parenthesis, and if it's in a natural environment, just the glory.
Captured here by the lens of a friend, was in the National Park El Avila, Los Venados sector, sitting at a table of picnic facilities that are there. Any night, Caracas looks like this at the foot of Avila: lights and shadows, almost magical and serene, kind and loving.
I believe that achieving that mind-body balance necessarily involves being mentally calm, controlling the monkeys of thoughts and the runaway horses of the emotions (as some meditation teachings say). Isolating yourself from the daily routine obviously in a place like this can seem very simple, to achieve it in a public transport, at some point of the working day or in some corner of the home is really memorable.
Inhale.. Exhale.. Be present.
