It’s one of the deepest emotions that breaks us the most; an accumulation of shards we go leaving inside to give them shelter, while our soul cries in silence.

The worst of it all, is that seems we’re willing to live that way during our earthly existence, where only the air we store in our lungs keeps us alive, while we carry a bag full of pain and suffering.

I consider sadness as one of the emotions we protect the most, to always cover and save us, even from happiness, which becomes a challenge to reach. I define sadness as the stored pain of something that we probably do not want to accept; for me, sadness has multiple disguises that make us believe that our reality is to live that way, and as a result, we show the world the masks that hide away what we really need to say, scream and feel.

When I was 13 years old I lived one of the most challenging experiences; my parents lost everything they had and we went through very difficult situations: schools could not be covered, we moved to a smaller department because we couldn’t pay the rent; without furniture for several years except two beds and a minibar for four; constant fights, aggressions, etc. And I was filled with those constant questions: why is life like this? I felt I was living death and sometimes it went through my mind to take my life away, because it became sour to see that sadness embraced my family.

Years went by and everything started getting better; I understood that it was not a matter of punishment or enduring those hard times; rather, it was my family and me who preferred to accommodate and remain under the shadow of that sadness; turned off the faith and broke the joy by blaming destiny and life itself.

Osho once said:

“If we change our sadness for celebration,
then we’ll be able to change death for resurrection”.

I’m sure that sometimes it’s necessary to go through sadness to feel happiness, because being sad means only one thing: to be living the absence of the true objective that life gives us, to be happy here and now; despite the circumstances we call good or bad, they are only part of our evolution and growth.

There are those who say sadness is an unfortunate feeling and look at happiness as a reward that’s gained after an endless struggle.

If you are one of those people who carry a sack made of loads, I invite you to give yourself permission to release them; you no longer have to endure them, much less carry them, don’t let that sadness that sometimes is buried within us, be the owner of your thoughts that materialize since you wake up; give yourself the opportunity to cry to yourself and the sadness itself, and as the salt of the ocean, let your tears mend the holes of your broken soul and when that happens, just then, you’ll start giving light to your days.

With all my heart,
Shary ChavLó.