Raw wisdom

Seven has always been an important number for myself. It looks like I have been moving in cycles of seven years, throughout my whole life. I wonder if something is different or will be, in this seventh anniversary. If it would be a little easier, maybe a little softer, than the previous ones.

Seven years is a long time. People change, memories fade, life is going on, in an unstoppable, almost brutal way. And death is part of the game. You can't have life without it and vise versa. For some reason people have to make an effort to understand this simple fact that all animals know instinctively.

You lived your life always in the present. Either enjoying the joys of it, fighting your battles or overcoming your misfortunes, you were always living the moment. Without long-term plans, without calculations and most importantly, without the fear of death.

Animals don't do that. It's a humans "privilege" to worry about their end. In some cases so much, that they forget to live.

Animals are here to teach us the basics that we have forgotten.

You taught me a lot but I am afraid that I wasn't a good student. I was missing the point over and over again. And when you left, seven years ago, I missed the point for one more time. But I am still trying to honor your teachings. To embrace your raw wisdom and become a better human.

You offered me much more than you took. For more than 16 years you have been an incredible companion and amazing teacher. Forgive me, if I wasn't perceptive enough to see and embrace your wisdom earlier.
But I am still trying.