The Girls of Churubamba are better than Ronaldo!

Today I thought about talking to you about brave women around the world and the Churubamba came to my mind.

In the Peruvian Andes, at an altitude of 4000 meters, the Indian Quechua women are trying to escape the hardship of their daily life by playing soccer.

Soccer allowed them to do something else besides bringing up kids, house working, laboring the lands and raising cattle. No, they have neither heard about Zidane and his head-butt at the Worlds, nor about Beckham and his underwear’s commercials, as they don’t even have electricity in those remote villages and the closest town lies at one hour distance. No, they don’t play in nice t-shirts and sneakers, but in their colorful traditional skirts and sandals. Each time that they score they’re all happy and they really have a laugh. I found myself watching them on tv and saying: come on Churubambas!

These women are still discriminated in their region and treated arrogantly by the mixed-raced people from their region(mix between the Spanish colons and the Indian population). That explains why they have less funds given by the Government and why they are paid almost nothing for their goods when they go to the market to sell them. They also barely speak Spanish and that’s another reason why they’re mocked so many times. Because of the soccer championship organized in the region and their winning against the mixed-race team from the town near, they acquired a sort of respect and started having a “voice” in their community.

Well, you might ask me, why I consider them even better than Ronaldo. The answer is simple:these women are playing soccer in the Andean Mountains, not for millions of dollars and a sickening adulation, but for PLEASURE and because they’re driven by an unmistakable PASSION.I found their mere joy really refreshing!

Hats off Churubambas!

 

 

The Big C of Confidence!

What is confidence? No idea, I would say…But let’s think it over for one minute. So confidence is the ability of predicting the course of things, the power to use the intuiton when needed in a given situation. Intuition is something with which we were born with. Yet some of us have it in much more degree than others. Therefore, I’d call intuition the “gift of knowledge”. Confidence and intuition all together help you more than a couple of books written by some guys who think that they know everything about life, relationships, etc.

I honestly think that one doesn’t need to read any book of life in order to get around and succeed in one’s purpose, whether it is love, career or any other project. Live, live, live! Get experience, enrich your background, speak to people, analyze the situations in which you’re finding yourself or those around you, use your intelligence and intuition, and allow yourself to get sometimes vulnerable… add some trust…

(flashy eyes…)
Confidence, dear confidence! Confidence in oneself is Self-Confidence. Confidence in one’s path has got three big C’s attached to it: Courage, Charisma and Comprehension.

Surprise the Tree of Life in rest and substract all its wisdom!

Have you ever looked deeply into your own shadow? If yes, have you seen the three C’s? If not, work harder, you might be missing something because of that.

Courage to do what your heart tells you, courage to let go frustration and mistrust, courage to embrace the unknown, courage to be wrong.Charisma to fool the destiny and to trample seductively upon the thorns of obstacles.Comprension of one’s nature and the others’ intentions.

I’ll be seeing you…:)

The Three Types of Men

Tadaa! Did you miss me? Coz I did!:)

What are we going to brag about this week? It’s about(stay tuned!)different types of hats, different types of men!

I’ll list three types of men that you have definitely already met and that you’d better be careful about: the Lawyer, the Joker and the Policeman.

I think each type of hat/man deserves a short description, right?

Okay, let’s go!

1) The Lawyer

*He’s the kind of man who’ll boast around about how great he is, how successful he’s become and how extraordinary he is! El ombligo del mundo! The centre of universe(of his own universe, of course!), actually the kind of guy who’ll only defend his points of view as what you think doesn’t matter much. He’ll also dump you sooner or later as he’s “too good” for you!;) That’s what his mommy and some friends told him one day…Very spoiled man who thinks that your desires don’t deserve his attention.

2) The Joker

* He might seem the sweetest guy that you’ve ever met, he’ll sweep you off your feet,you’ll think you have finally touched the moon, but get back on earth, as the moon is too far to reach out. You’ll actually discover one day that instead of him going out with his best friend, he’s actually going out with your best girlfriend(or smth like that). He’ll also manipulate you into thinking that you’re just imagining things…;)

3) The Policeman

* He’s the controlling kind of guy. You’ll actually have the impression that you’re dating the law inforcement officer. Nothing of what you’re doing is good. He’ll try to change you,let’s say not much, just 100% of who you are: how you dress, how you make up, what you eat, what friends you have, your job, your family and of course the air that you breathe!(sometimes he’ll even tell you that you inhale too much air). When you’ll try to have an explanation with him and remind him that he knew from the beginning who he was dating, he’ll say that he knew very well, that’s why he’s doing his best to change you and this for your own good.;) When you’ll leave him, he’ll try to do everything possible to get his victim back.

To be continued on the next post of this week…

The colours!

In September we were starting school…Brr, I was dreading the entry as usual. I didn’t like anything at school, that’s the reality.  Between 6 and 10 I had to always start this month with the typical literary composition that the Romanian teachers were (still) asking the kids to write: “The Automn”….
Every year I was writing more or less the same thing as all the other kids(yawn!):
“It’s automn. The leaves are starting to wither and to fall from the trees. The birds have already left to the warm countries. Children start school…”


Thus, one year I decided to change the pattern! Instead of writing about automn I wrote:
“It’s summer. I’m finally not at school anymore. I enjoy so much spending my time far from school. I don’t miss a thing: not my lessons, not my colleagues. I can play with my dogs at the countryside and stroll with my godfather on the fields. We have a beautiful horse, her name is Doina. Godmother is making us some delicious cookies. I want to tell you that I decided to stay here as I am very loved and because they need me.”

Freedom! Society, allow kids to dream(even with the risk of getting a bad mark!).

A few years ago, a married gentleman, so established and honorouble and so happy of his life that even without knowing me he sent me a message on facebook telling me that in a few years time I’ll be great because I’ll change and become like him and his wife.

Mister, the essence of people never really changes! And we are who we are and we don’t need to fit in your pattern, got it?

Happy that there’re so many different colors in this world! Yay!
Happy that we’re not all the same, glad that life’s not that dull!

Happy not to think that I am so perfect in order to preach to the others what it’s right and what it’s wrong!

Happy that I’m not the image on the package of cigarettes to administrate you a good lesson of how to live healthily!

You know why?  Because you all  have the mental strength to live by your rules! Because I think that you will all know what to do at the right time and because that time will arrive soon for all of you!

The SuperGirl!

I thought about becoming Superman this week!

Superman  rarely fails , he flies through the sky and saves the world! Yay!

  At present, we’re looking for the superman or superwoman to sweep us off our feet and fly with us in the outer space. If possible, please leave us on a cloud!  In memorial times(long time ago, but who cares and who remembers about those ages, really?), men and women were meeting in the dim light of some old café and were feeling  so beautiful while holding hands and reciting romantic poetry at the candlelights … Wandering the streets without purpose and speaking about eternity was okay, nobody needed to be perfect.

I haven’t heard for a long time from any superman saying about his superwoman: I love her because it’s her and nothing more. I don’t actually know why I love her, I just do. It’s just simple as that.

Suarez, please don’t bite!

As the Romanian team hasn’t qualified for the World Cup, I’m rooting for the underdogs or for the poor  countries.  For example I supported the Ivory Coast only becoz I got emotional and shared a tear along with one of their players, Serey Die, who had a real breakdown and started crying when his team was presented… He was crying as he found out just before the match that his dad had died…

Yesterday I rooted for Uruguay ! In the end, they succeeded to beat Italy and I was thrilled. Me and my friends, we opened the window and started yelling on the street: “Uruguay!.  Hi, hi, people must have thought that we were from Uruguay.;)

Despite the Uruguayan’s weird and nasty gesture over the Italian player, Chiellini, the second half of the match was dramatic and full of surprises. I still don’t know what got into Suarez’s mind in order to bite Chiellini’s shoulder: must have been an atavistic instinct(shrink needed!).

The soccer releases flows of passion, we get nervous or happy, in just about 90 minutes of game! That is what the World Cup does to us!:)