Matthias, my youngest son, always says to me after something beautiful moments happens:<\/p>\n
\u201cMami, life goes by so fast, way too fast.\u201d<\/p>\n
We wake up, we rush, we eat, we produce, and then we go to sleep. In this constant hurry, we very rarely give ourselves a real pause \u2014 to sit and truly enjoy a cup of coffee without watching the clock or checking the phone.<\/p>\n
When was the last time you stopped to listen to the silence, to really look at what\u2019s around you, to just feel?<\/p>\n
Not to react. Not to solve. Just to observe.<\/p>\n
This matters because everything around us touches us. Sometimes we notice it, sometimes we don\u2019t; sometimes we don\u2019t even want it to get inside us. And yet \u2014 a word, a song, an absence \u2014 it all quietly accumulates in our heart almost without us realizing.<\/p>\n
A while ago this sentence came to me:<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat if crying actually helps rinse the soul?\u201d<\/p>\n
Not as weakness \u2014 but as an act of vulnerability.<\/p>\n
Rinsing the soul means making room for everything we carry inside, letting go of what is heavy, what hurts, what exhausts us.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s not cleaning in order to forget.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s cleaning in order to begin again.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s crying when crying is what\u2019s needed.<\/p>\n
Because tears are the most human thing we have. They are how the body says: there is pain here, there is frustration here, there is an unfulfilled dream here.<\/p>\n
Sometimes tears are the only way we can say:<\/p>\n
\u201cThis matters to me. This hurts. This is heavy.\u201d<\/p>\n
And sometimes that\u2019s exactly what we need: just to cry.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s a way \u2014 even if only for a few minutes \u2014 of truly connecting with ourselves.<\/p>\n
It isn\u2019t easy. No one ever taught us how to do it without feeling embarrassed or uncomfortable.<\/p>\n
Rinsing the soul is an act of self-love.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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