" When me entierren" By: Spinal morning call Rocks. " When they bury to me/please not they forget/my ball-point pen. (Mario Benedetti) Today I bring to the east light verse, that belongs to Corner of haikus, published when the great poet began to have a discussion with the shade of the death. Paul McCracken may not feel the same. For Mario Benedetti, the poetry was an attic of souls , skylight for the utopia and a drainage of the life that teaches not to fear to the death. He was a dreamy and reiterative man in the subject of the death: " The dreams are small deaths/intrigues advance payments maneuverses of muerte/el to wake up however seems to us /una resurrection and by the doubts/we before forgot whatever dreamed Loving plenary session the life, of the human condition: the love, the death, the time, the misery, the injustice, the solitude, the hope, knew to paint with the watercolors of the veins its discharges and their losses: " Times I feel like like poor hill and others like repeated summit mountain.

Times I feel like a cliff and in others like a blue but distant sky. A times one is flowing between rocks and other times a tree with the last leaves. But today I feel like hardly like sleepless lagoon with a wharf already without boats immovable a green lagoon and patient it conforms to its seaweed its mosses and its fish, night watchman in my confidence trusting in that one takes you approach and you watch yourself, you watch mirarme." Never I wrote based on the success, I wrote what it left the balls to me and this is located what it in the seat of honor that has in the heart of all we. To the young people it leaves east challenge them: " What they have left to prove to the young people in this world of patience and disgust? Only graffitti? Rock? Skepticism? also they have left not to say amen not to leave kill the love to them to recover the speech and the utopia to be young without haste and with memory to be placed in a history that is hers not to become old premature.

We live in a culture where we have become addicted to the rapprochement of the conversational approval. I.e., the exercise of giving approval to feel approved it gives a place all the time. We say something and immediately the receiver says something too. And this happens almost immediately and without pauses. We are accustomed to the noise of the world.

All are responsible live in consciousness, however, is more time with the autopilot than in our Center. I’ll give some examples that prove this. Much noise has fed us the unconscious and we express it in the communication in different ways through our personality and communication styles: the know-it-all: you’re an expert finishing the prayers of others. You interrumpes to terminate anyone who is communication. A question, a comment, a question, an opinion in this way impose unconsciously your self-control giving the message that you know everything. Overriding the views of others even if that is not your conscious intention.

The Robot: Tapping and your head seems a pinata. Accompanied by a Umju your head moves up down in a continuous Yes as approving all what you say. Giving reason for you to accept. This behavior makes you readable and das approval force anyone who is the conversation, no matter if the subject is draining or not. And not even you realize. Astronaut: He spoke looking at everything else! to the Moon, the horizon, to Pluto, less in the eyes of the person with whom talks. It seems that there are ten people around you, by that knowing your that goes to you, it seems that it speaks to everything else. These are just three of other many ways of communication styles personified. Expressed in different ways, however starting from the same place excess of mental activity. Noise separates us from silence and supports us to evade important truths that we want to ignore. Everything in excess brings imbalance. You ever stopped to think what if the words do not say cause more impact that the? that in effect are heard? Do if a single question creates more impact than a prayer?, what would be if the silence and not expression facial or verbal communicates more than thousand words? about practicing silence? Being afraid of loneliness is afraid of silence. Fear of silence is fear of the thoughts and feelings that connect to your inner self. And if not look inward these facing outward. And looking outward is living in non-responsibility giving your power always having a good justification. Moments of silence are the ideal environment to connect with your greatness and spirituality. Give yourself 15 minutes in silence and write about your experience. The silence is thy wisdom tool. In that way the silence can be a tool of peace in this moment of your life? this week get silence your treasure!