Significant Words Spoken From The Perspective Of A Leaf (II)

Change your beliefs that govern your inner universe, without stopping to experience the reality you have never seen before.

I told you in the previous article that while I was on my way home, a leaf lay before my feet, and it stopped there as if it had been attracted by a magnet stronger than the earth, because it did not move even after I kicked it. It stuck there, like a nail, so I didn’t insist on moving it from its place. My thoughts were overwhelmed by a voice inside me that kept repeating, over and over: “Try not to be indifferent to the events that took you by surprise.”

Another argument that can be invoked in favor of this interpretation of thoughts can be deduced from the very double structure of the leaf observation process: first that it exists as a kind of circularity in the dynamics of the relationship between spirit and nature, then that it exists as a kind of reversal of a situation in which the absurd is increasingly insinuated in everyday life.

It was a moment of double significance. For when the leaf suddenly lay before me, unwilling to move, not even in my attempt to kick it, I felt that I was experiencing the bitterness of voluntary exile in no man’s land, in a gloomy and desolate landscape, accepted with the pride of that pure spirit which does not want to submit to either the stranger in me nor to the neighbor in me, which could have made me reach the heights of despair.

Although, the leaf brought me news about the extent to which internal needs are (or are not) met emotionally, spiritually, intellectually or socially.

Can you distinguish the reflection of an image external to you in the form of subjective experience of the effects of the action of an impact stimulus from an environment that is not always predictable?

Is it time to for me to change I wonder? Will I be able to bear the fall of the leaf at my feet in the future as a distinct moment after creation, or as a harbinger?

The leaf looks fragile at first glance, you think you can crush it with a small gesture. However, it doesn’t despair, it does not resist, does not play the victim, it doesn’t show signs of the disease in which some seem absent from the surrounding reality. It allows itself to be influenced, not conquered. It lets itself be carried away by the wave of your behavior, it lets itself be studied, lets itself be lost in the thoughts of the one who looks at it, but it does not let itself be easily convinced by your attempts to appreciate reality.

The words of the writer Mesa Selimovic, from the novel “The Dervish and Death”, catch my eye again:

“I walked from one darkness to another, neither form nor place, because I saw nothing and I was preoccupied only with myself, preoccupied with imaginations in which I was lost and what I could have recognized. I was changing the darkness, I knew that because I was moving, and because time was passing, even though I didn’t feel it passing.”

I, too, was troubled by that stoicism of the invincible attitude in the face of an imaginary existential storm, for that ruined, trembling, but stubborn leaf in its determination not to move, inspired a single vision: the transformation of life in the scene of a work by Caravaggio. It inspired a lack of brilliance in that vivid and vibrant something of my becoming, as if I had been through it a few more times and had no other expectations from life.

Indeed, there is a restlessness that characterizes any creator who is never satisfied with his own work, an unpredictable reaction to the reception of a new facet of the mosaic of the vast experience of understanding another dimension of his being. A state of agitation, of turmoil, of restlessness. After all, I believe that some independent syndromes, with associations in everyday life, retain the swept shape of the leaf over a longer period of time.

Are you ready to change the way you perceive every moment of your life by performing a self-examination that allows you to customize the shape of symmetry to something that you’ve overlooked?

One aspect is clear. The effect of educating my character results from the specificity of the situation I faced, nullifying my omniscient qualities, nullifying part of my happiness, part of my sadness, part of my dilemmas, so I never hoped to know myself as well as I thought.

In fact, I overlooked something: the essence of the consumed event, the imposing requirement of consciousness to create the inner representation of the outside. The leaf made me understand that any character can be represented by its association with a supposed maturation experience that does not lack dilemmas or disappointments, but also the idea that they are part of an experiment called doubt, inner helplessness or equivocal determinism.

Even then. I felt something in the specific context of a psychology of the creator who judges his mistakes in his own creation, isolating himself from the reality of those around him. Perhaps this fact is under the constraint of the relentless need to transpose myself into a representation of the anthropomorphized spirit of nature, in the form of an intense and plenary subjective experience that reflects my relationship with the world around me.

Rather, the leaf reflects a narrow world, which absorbs all the others. Contact with it doubled the light in an artist of metamorphoses, nullified my concern of not making any mistakes, and strengthened my efforts to straighten myself out. At the same time, the leaf has changed the intentions of a man who looks beyond the appearance of a known world, reversed the reality that his brain has built on oppositions to everything that is integrated within the boundaries of normalcy.

Therefore, the leaf is an anchor that holds time in place, it is a cut of my own image from one reality and then transposed into another reality. It is a tender and instructive foray through the life, story, career and soul of an artist. It is a symbol of regret, of restrictions of all kinds, which turns into a symbol of hope, because it showed me that I can be a different man than I was, with other perceptions about me, about life, about the passion to capture emotions from any trifle.

Leadership is the result of an accumulation of experiences from which you must enrich your soul, to draw some conclusions, meditating on what happens to them with that quality of the Creator to manifest within everything.

Significant Words Spoken From The Perspective Of A Leaf can be formed and linked by a reflection on the self that summarizes the essence of the teaching from which we must remember: nothing happens without a reason.