Of course I am talking about those wonderful songs, sounds, smells you used to live with in your childhood, that just disappeared somewhere on the road to adulthood.
Today, in the middle of the busiest and most conservative of my days--work at the office was intense and non-stop, I found myself humming a song from Terra Nostra, a brazilian telenovela I used to watch faithfully, every tuesday and friday at 9pm, when I was nine or ten. I started to feel elated, euphoric, drunk of happiness as the lyrics of the songs filled my head.
Thank God we have Youtube! All that was needed was typing "terra nostra songs" and I found the whole catalogue, worth a day spent in total happiness, total focus, as if I were the only one on Earth, the happiest person alive.
There is a child in every adult... I was no exception today. How I wish adults could welcome these memories, these moments of utter joy and exploration back to our childhood that make all the difference, make us appreciate who we are, and realize where we've come from.
When I was nine or ten, I could have never imagined there would be a day when I would no longer watch my favourite telenovelas. It's called growing up, leaving the unnecessary fluff of life behind. Yet, how crucial it is to appreciate those moments of "unnecessary" fluffs. This short song "surdato enamurato" carries a whole page of my life with it. Just at the first tone, I was bombarded with a boundless euphoria and energy that were part of my daily state of being as a child. That state of being that gets diluted as I get older, perhaps with more responsibilities....Yet just that first tone, ten years later, brings back all the emotions and positive karma with it in my soul.
Fulfilling, life-blessing, simply fantastic! All I am saying is, there are millions of little heavens we bury in our subconscious and forget to retrieve as we become adults. Yet, these little heavens from our childhood and other forgotten moments can bring a new light, a new source of immense joy and renewal in us. All I am saying is, to remember to recall them, live in them, in their realness. I am not suggesting to reconstruct these memories and try to live a past within the present. No. Rather, to brighten the present with the euphoria of moments lived.
All I am saying is to let the little heavens become part of daily life; daily life then turns into a heaven of its own and ourselves, a fountain of joy to liven up everything within and around us.
