Do You Belong?
What do you belong to? Does it belong to where it is, to the here and today? Does it belong to the person next to you? Or do you just pretend to belong ? Does it belong to your family, friends, professional, love, financial and even spiritual situation?
Do you belong to your ideals, identity, dreams and projects?
The fatal and irrefutable question is: do you belong to yourself and the essence of the life you have?
Of course, many of us can belong to someone by blood ties. Of interest. Of convenience. Or simply because we are bound by complex issues, obligations, compassion and many other reasons. But the fact is, if you don’t belong to any of these categories, you will never be happy in the circle you belong to, but you don’t. When you give yourself to someone, body and soul, it belongs to that person.
When you perform some work, activity or action, and do it with love, completely, what you are proposing to do belongs. Do you really belong to what goes on with you every day when no one is looking?
To that person who lives with you, who has accompanied you until today, supported you and shared your intimate life, the one you say you love? Do you tell yourself you love her, or do you just tell her? Does it belong to your current behavior, the roles you play, the audience that applauds you (or not), the spectacle of your current life?
We can be artists and sufferers, or we can be true and upright, even though it requires certain sacrifices. As long as we belong to what we are doing, developing, loving, doing. Use whatever verb you like, but first, use the verb to belong.
I belong body and soul to what I do. I belong to this moment I’m living. I belong to my noble work, to my faithful companion, to the (tortuous) emotions that accompany me, to the friends for whom I feel the most admirable respect.
I belong to the person I’m with, because without them I don’t belong to anything else. I am an empty shell. The CA.
I belong to my family, because they are my references. They took care of me, taught me, welcomed me. Because they are my parts with a life of their own. I belong to my friends, because they guided and guided me when I was in storms. Because they laughed and suffered with me, without any obligation. I belong to the place I am, to my financial, spiritual condition. I belong to my ideals, feelings, natural forces, beliefs and history. I belong to all of this because that’s all I am. Components of my intrinsic persona, structural bases that sustain me.
I belong to this cosmic moment, even if it is not the most perfect, or ideal, but it makes me more whole, stronger, braver. This moment, to which I belong, is final, but it adds to my life, it adds content and value to my concept of being greater.
If you don’t “belong”, leave. Abandon non-belonging, disengagement, maladjustment and the absence of. First of all, belong to yourself. Erect your inner walls, create indissoluble bonds with your spirit, climb the mountains of your emotions. Be and be, grow and rise, reach the highest peak of its hills.
So, belong. Commit yourself to people and attitudes, in the broader sense of belonging. Otherwise, it will never belong to itself, nor to the supreme love and the infinite joys that we find in absolutely everything we belong to.
Text written by Bia Cantanti
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