Ephemeral balance

I believe that freedom as well as balance are mental spaces that must be constantly pursued, knowing that they can never be fully achieved.

Also from a physical point of view, the true balance, that is, vital before death, is an unattainable target made of constant adjustments, dotted with thousands of losses every moment fed by as many micro-recoveries.

To the poorly trained eye and the unknowingly ignorant mind, it may give the feeling of stillness and safety but it is not so: balance is a moment in becoming and not a constant that can be made its own.

In the same way, freedom can be caressed in a few moments when, emerging from the flow of thought, you find yourself clinging to the present moment. But we are human and ours is an ephemeral emergence because the flow of thought, with all its conditioning, will soon develop us again.

Thought, just as falling and losing balance, is not evil. indeed. For those who know how to find their way back to balance, the fall is a moment of pleasant adrenaline rush, a chance for improvement, an instant of irrepressible joy.

If, to enjoy the balance and its loss, it is worth cultivating a sense of lightness and an ability to adapt, for freedom it is important to cultivate mental lightness that is nothing more than the awareness that everything you think is not real or is only partly real. It is never absolutely true and always and in any case very subjective. The loss of freedom as well as the loss of balance is not a bad thing, as it is our nature. We can enjoy our own boundaries and limitations, letting them be friends that distinguish us, provided that you are able to see them and then know how to get rid of them when they become oppressive.

m.m.