Awakening

Camilo has been with us for almost 6 months. I had never spent much time with a baby. My family in Venezuela was never very large, my parents are immigrants who were fleeing a dictatorship and Venezuela was (last round) the land of freedom and democracy. So the opportunities to meet the children of cousins ​​or was never part of the picture. So perhaps my greatest surprise is a thousand times greater. A newborn human being enters the world with the purpose of awakening. That's the word Camilo gives me every day. He is in the process of being with things, everything is new, no previous experience is waking up, day after day, month to month, life. As a parent present at the meeting is wonderful, subtle movements from those playing the air to pure and peaceful smile all morning.

A baby laughs as if it never existed laughter. Sometimes smiles not have a reason beyond the existing, have to laugh because laughter makes you laugh. It is an awakening. Never in my life I've been curious eyes. Camilo much attention to detail that makes me like most things. Now the art of Klimt, which adorns the room, I think millions of times more sublime. Camilo is that these colors stares as if time did not exist. As if the life of a human being could spend admiring a painting. He looks into my eyes, I recognized that her father, smiles, looks up, he runs the table, Klimt Camilo speaks to no time with their colors. This can happen in 5 minutes or 5 months.

A baby has a passion that adults lost. The everyday is a murderer of the splendor of things. Being alive is much power in having a child. They wake up and we do the same. We as a parallel old recovering the surprise in the heart. We accompany the process. They discover a world, we rediscover a world.

Camilo is almost 6 months awakening. And we, their parents, too.