30/09/2018
Dear future me,
I don’t know where or how you are, but even though it saddens me to think about it now, I know it’s likely that you have forgotten some things you learned in India. That’s why I’m here, because it’s always good to take a break and put your feet on the ground.
First, remember your Indian family, those 194 crazy fools who decided to spend a month living in less-than-ideal conditions, giving themselves to others simply out of love. Those 194 angels who opened their hearts to you and won you over with their smiles in the toughest moments, their looks of love and complicity, and their resurrected faces. Remember how they loved each other and how they loved you, just as you are. Remember how they kept telling you over and over to let yourself be loved and how you felt when you let them do it.
Remember those moments with Him, with your best friend, the king of your life. Remember how you talked with Him for hours and how He listened to you. Remember how you sang shouting with your 194 brothers. Remember God’s caresses and your Mother’s hugs.
Remember everything you have learned this month and, please, never forget the resolutions you made and the eagerness to conquer the world that you brought back to Spain. That’s why I want to leave them in writing for you, at least some of them.
Don’t let the race, work, or earthly worries of your life sink or embitter you. Don’t let all those day-to-day things, which although they seem like horrible obstacles to you are nothing more than stones on the path, make you lose your way and stray from your path.
Remember when we walked through the desert at night, there was a moment when you were ahead, next to the guide, and your light was the one illuminating the path for everyone. You have to be that light that shines, and you have to walk next to the guide, next to God; because if you stray, you lose yourself and all those who follow you. You will also remember that since you carried the light on your forehead, if you looked down or to the sides and stopped looking straight at the path you had to follow, you didn’t see the stones in front of you and you stumbled. So, look ahead, toward the path the Guide marks for you, and when you don’t find it or have strayed, ask Him, He will always be there, ready to help you. So remember, head high, steady step, and keep moving forward.
There is another thing you learned on this trip that I don’t want you to forget. Rediscover, every day of your life, the happiness and greatness of serving. Always accompanied by the importance of selflessness. That giving yourself to others, getting involved for them, without expecting anything in return, without anyone noticing. As María Soria said in her turmoil, may every movement or action of your life be for love, after all, God is Love, if everything you do you do for Him, you will be making all things sacred. Living for love takes you to the heart of people and the heart of God and is a direct springboard to Heaven; although many times you forget it, that is your goal and not a good professional and personal future. Your goal is Heaven and life is nothing more than a path toward it. Never stray from your path. Remember, repeat, and live those incredible phrases you have heard so much this month:
“To serve, serve.”
“We were born to serve and we will die serving.”
“Whoever does not live to serve, does not serve to live.”
“How little a life is to give it away.”
And many others. But the most key one, never forget it, is:
“You did it to me.”
Remember that everything you do to every person you meet, you are doing it to Him.
I only have one last piece of advice for you. Although you hear it a lot, don’t swim against the current, the sea is strong and if you get tired you won’t reach your goal. I propose that you change the current, revolutionize the waters of this sea, if the current changes you will manage to drag many more swimmers. So start now, gather strength and start swimming because you have an entire sea to revolutionize, ask for help from above who is the best coach. Remember that there is no barrier you can’t jump with His help, no sea you can’t revolutionize.
Remember, always, that once upon a time, in a country on the other side of the world, you had the luck to taste a little piece of Heaven. Remember what you felt, remember what you learned, remember what you did, remember what you prayed, remember what you loved. Remember your 194 Indian brothers. Remember mom’s caresses. Remember that poor crazy man who looks at you mesmerized from a piece of white bread. Remember that you fell in love with the one who loves you most, remember that you learned that love without feeling is true Love. Remember that you embraced your Cross, remember that you accepted your reality, remember that you are a reflection of His greatness, remember that you are God’s passion. Remember what Hakuna means, remember the greatness of being a true fool, remember the selflessness of serving. Remember the importance of revolution. Simply, remember.
A huge kiss future me.
Namasté.
