The Angel and the Onion (Paperback) (ISBN-13: 9798672088709)

This is a book about love. Is a tale or a love story that will teach you how to love. It is also a powerfool healing tool. To love is to change permanently if you truly love yourself. Love is not static but the most perfect and dynamic form of being. Passivity in love is different from stillness. The first is attentive to receiving the love that comes from outside, the second listen to the love that comes from within. Aggression in love is a selfish way of loving where the loved one is used without consideration to satisfy that loose animal that bites the guts. Tenderness is one of the manifestations of the purest love when it focuses on the loved one but it can become a thief if it focuses on itself becoming a form of self-pity. The tears that are shed in love serve to purify us and prepare us to change if they are born from the heart, but they become cruel executioners if they are born from our egoism and our self. Blessed is he who cries either for lack of love or because he has everything. In the pendulum of love, there are all the scales of the human being, all the scales of happiness and all of hope. Faith is only an instrument to reach love. If we fail to be happy we fail in love if we fail in love we fail in life, if we fail in life we fail at the hour of death, and then we will depart with the burden on our shoulders heavier than we could ever imagine. All forms of love, from the erotic to the platonic are expressions of God.Time is the only resource that is given to us to learn to love. Time does not end if love is achieved so that the being can be perfected eternally in love. Love is always given to us as a gift and it is better to let it flow like water and not try to retain it. Over time the stream becomes a torrent and the torrent into a great river that always reaches the sea. Love is the drop that forms the torrent and it is also the ocean. God is the ocean of love. No tear is lost if it comes from the heart. The torrent of the tears of being is always part of the tears of God. A broken heart is where He prefers to be. When the being fulfills his goal of loving he dies so that he can renew himself in love, which is why love never happens and always renews itself.I think I will not die until I learn how to love. The time I have left is just enough to fulfill this purpose. I have loved without knowing what it is to love and when I think about loving and I dedicate myself to love and take off my mask of fear which is one of the ones I use the most to sabotage myself and not be able to love, then I discover that I am a tender and vulnerable being full of love. Of an imperfect love in the highest degree, but love after all. Love of the good, the only one that I know or what I imagine it to be, which I have always hoped to find, that has always been there and is never forgotten or ever happens. Of that love that becomes impossible while waiting to make a mistake to forgive or forget if the memory is very painful. If there is any degree of beauty in this I do not know. If I look in the mirror of honesty, my horrendous scars disappear and I no longer care. If I look at myself in the mirror of my passions and dark whims then that love that I felt similar to the water or the wind that sweeps the meadow, vanishes and the clouds of sadness and oblivion cover me with their shadow of death and my soul is carried by the whirlwind of abandonment to a dark and cold place..

Author: Santiago Martinez Concha
ISBN-13: 9798672088709
Publisher: Independently Published
Language: English
Published: 08/05/2020
Pages: 150
Format: Paperback
Weight: 0.80lbs
Size: 11.00h x 8.50w x 0.32d