Then I remembered How to smile

For me, at first, smiling was crying.

When I, after many long years, remembered how to smile from my heart, it was with tears.

Smiling brought up all the sadness and grieve I had been harboring in my poor heart. Of course my heart never was poor, but it was so filled with sorrows, there wasn´t much room for light.

When I found that little sparkle of light that slowly began growing inside of me, I also got back my smile, and with the help of my smile the tears of the past finally had a pathway out of me.

And now I am crying…

they are black tears filled with old energy, and they are beautiful, as when they are coming out the light inside my heart is growing brighter and my smile is growing wider, my being is expanding and I can feel the taste of the freedom I´m capable of experiencing.

To feel that freedom, I had to make black tears in my heart, and learn to smile again to bring them out.

To feel that freedom, I have walked a long way to come back to myself.

Now I have my smile and my tears, and for me, right now, it´s all I could ask for.