Have you ever found yourself opening your eyes only to realise that you are in the right place with the right person, that you are completely happy but somehow you don't remember having drawn up a master plan to get to that point in life?
That is precisely what I felt this last 28th of June. Without understanding exactly how, I found myself in the grounds of a Baroque palace on the outskirts of Oxford, with Ludovico Einaudi sliding his fingers across a piano in a mesmerising harmony, and with the electrifying presence of the love of my life, holding my hand in his.
I could clearly remember images of the distant past and recent memories, but I struggled to understand how life had woven the time lapses between those images into a dream-like tapestry to take me to that precise moment. That perfect moment.
Without a doubt, life has taught me valuable lessons in recent months. I've learned that things hardly ever happen as expected and that no spreadsheet, list or Gantt chart will ever be able to encapsulate all the nuances, ironies and surprises that the future holds. My life is nothing like I imagined it would be years ago. For some reason I still can't comprehend, it is infinitely better.
And finally, I leave you with the musical piece that has inspired the title of this post and perhaps the one that overwhelmed me the most, the afternoon of June 28 at Blenheim Palace.
That is precisely what I felt this last 28th of June. Without understanding exactly how, I found myself in the grounds of a Baroque palace on the outskirts of Oxford, with Ludovico Einaudi sliding his fingers across a piano in a mesmerising harmony, and with the electrifying presence of the love of my life, holding my hand in his.
I could clearly remember images of the distant past and recent memories, but I struggled to understand how life had woven the time lapses between those images into a dream-like tapestry to take me to that precise moment. That perfect moment.
¿Te ha sucedido alguna vez, que de pronto abres los ojos y te das cuenta de que estás en el lugar perfecto, con la persona adecuada, de que eres plenamente feliz y ni siquiera recuerdas haber trazado un plan maestro para haber llegado a ese instante?
Eso es precisamente lo que sentí el pasado día 28 de Junio. Sin comprender muy bien cómo, me encontré a mí misma en los jardines de un palacio barroco a las afueras de Oxford, con Ludovico Einaudi deslizando los dedos sobre su piano mágico y con la presencia electrizante del amor de mi vida, sosteniendo mi mano entre las suyas.
Recordaba imágenes del pasado lejano y del pasado reciente, pero me era difícil comprender cómo la vida había tejido los lapsos de tiempo entre esas imágenes, confeccionando un tapiz de ensueño y llevándome a aquel instante. A un instante perfecto.
Eso es precisamente lo que sentí el pasado día 28 de Junio. Sin comprender muy bien cómo, me encontré a mí misma en los jardines de un palacio barroco a las afueras de Oxford, con Ludovico Einaudi deslizando los dedos sobre su piano mágico y con la presencia electrizante del amor de mi vida, sosteniendo mi mano entre las suyas.
Recordaba imágenes del pasado lejano y del pasado reciente, pero me era difícil comprender cómo la vida había tejido los lapsos de tiempo entre esas imágenes, confeccionando un tapiz de ensueño y llevándome a aquel instante. A un instante perfecto.
Without a doubt, life has taught me valuable lessons in recent months. I've learned that things hardly ever happen as expected and that no spreadsheet, list or Gantt chart will ever be able to encapsulate all the nuances, ironies and surprises that the future holds. My life is nothing like I imagined it would be years ago. For some reason I still can't comprehend, it is infinitely better.
Sin duda alguna, la vida me ha dado muchas lecciones estos últimos meses. He aprendido que las cosas no siempre suceden como uno espera y que ninguna hoja de calculo, lista o diagrama de Gantt es capaz de encapsular todos los matices, ironías y sorpresas que el futuro nos depara. Mi vida no es en absoluto como hace años imaginaba que sería. Sin saber muy bien cómo ni por qué, estoy viviendo una vida infinitamente mejor.
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And finally, I leave you with the musical piece that has inspired the title of this post and perhaps the one that overwhelmed me the most, the afternoon of June 28 at Blenheim Palace.
Y para terminar, os dejo con el tema que ha inspirado el título de este post y uno de los que más logró sobrecogerme la tarde del 28 de junio, en Blenheim Palace.
