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<<< 07/06/2023 Eyes meet, you and I. Post Letter Santa Fe 2023 I state it with total clarity, I will never be able to describe that moment, Life shakes you, amazes you, confronts you, becomes tangible, how can He be like that? That with a look He invites you to give up in His presence and imitate His actions: to become small like a child in his mother's womb, to His fullest expression, the extension of the arms. On this escape, just one look was enough to discover the meaning of Hakuna in my present and to live it closer to Jesus. Just as He looked at Peter and did not stop to remind him of the denial, but to return the look with simplicity and show him the value of his treasure. He also looked at me, and so it was with Jesus. The white Bread made me shape my gaze with total delicacy full of truth, to the same extent my hard head has been forced to always look at the good, that is Alive in the center of the altar. As a result of that encounter, I see His reflection in my brothers, joy for being alive together and dancing, leaving behind stories, simply dancing. A new meeting of eyes confirms to me that with Him in my reality I can freely escape from everything, except His presence in every place, if I accept that He be there. I only see His reflection in those tired eyes, His feet walking with and towards Love. So that this family remains here. And if it counts for anything: the desire is also mine. Stained by the madness that is the expression of those who show us the way, who come from afar so that we can experience Hakuna as a lifestyle, may this way of living close to the Eucharist remain, making a mess. For them: Thank you! And immense thanks to those who silently moved everything, with prayer in between, temperance in action so that it would be God who pulled the strings of the matter, our well-being and enjoyment which is the event of Christ. Who wouldn’t want to live like this? Aware of the love of this community. Well, they were there, because they are very crazy, for the White One and upon discovering Him they did not keep it to themselves, they wanted to share it; true apostles. There He also looked at me[...] Crazy to live, to see me share more and not just a mate between chats but sincerely looking at Christ from the heart. And that was noticeable just by observing his face caught by the face-to-face in the chapel. So much to learn from everything[...] As I write I take as a certainty that this family is not great just because of its people, but because they are aware that God is not absent. They come to me like photographs, each face keeps repeating: “How Great God is and His way of looking at me!” From this whole beautiful adventure I cannot leave out the Mother, so beautiful, hidden and submerged at the foot of the altar embracing with the Son our surrender when Love escapes. Mary, mother of Hakuna, teacher of the embrace, may we only know how to say YES to you. >>>