My name is Luc\u00eda and, for years, my life was a dizzying succession of to-do lists, chained meetings and notifications that vibrated before I could complete a thought. Anxiety became my soundtrack: there was always something pending, always an \u2018after\u2019. On a random Tuesday - because revelations don't need special dates - I felt that internal noise overtake my threshold. I closed the laptop at noon, left the building and walked aimlessly to a nearby park. I sat down on a bench, ready to do nothing, absolutely nothing, for the first time in a long time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At first it was uncomfortable. My mind insisted on going through emails and projecting scenarios: \u2018What if they cancel the project\u2019, \"What if my boss calls me? But, with no screen in front of me, those thoughts sounded like voices in someone else's room. I concentrated on my breathing, not with sophisticated technique, but with childlike curiosity: the cold air coming in, the warm air going out. I noticed my shoulders dropping, my jaw slackening. The clock ticked three minutes, five, ten; I lost count. In that time, something small but immense happened: I felt that I \u2018was\u2019 without needing to \u2018be doing\u2019.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The park was still the same - distant thunder, fluttering leaves - but I saw it differently. Every colour seemed sharper, as if someone had turned up the brightness of the world. Most striking was a sense of inner spaciousness: there was space between my thoughts, as if the mental traffic had become one lane and the cars drove without horns.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I went back to the office and the rest of the day went by with the same amount of challenges, but my reaction was different. I answered a difficult email calmly, listened before speaking in the afternoon meeting and even enjoyed the silence of the lift. Since then, I repeat that \u2018park bench\u2019 - or its equivalent - every day. I don't always reach the same depth, but the seed is planted: I now know that stillness is not running away from the world; it is returning to it with a clean presence.<\/p>","protected":false},"template":"","categories":[9],"class_list":["post-780","publicaciones_y_refl","type-publicaciones_y_refl","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-testimonios"],"yoast_head":"\n