Let Nothing Trouble You

There is a powerful poem by St. Theresa of Avila that I have used in many occasions when times in my life are difficult, and that I have shared with my loved ones when they are going through trials themselves. The poem, written by Theresa of Avila, a Spanish mystic and Carmelite nun born in 1515 and canonized by the Catholic Church in 1622, consists of 9 verses, written originally in Spanish.
IMG_3444I wanted to share the poem with a dear friend who is currently going through a time of trials, and he doesn’t speak Spanish. When I searched on Google for the translation I was disappointed to find that most translations only present the first verse. Even though the first verse is already very powerful, I think a big part of the delight and healing from this beautiful poem is lost when not translated in full.
In leu of not finding any other translation for the whole poem, I have decided to do the translation of the full text myself and share it with you. I hope it benefits you. Keep it close by.


Let Nothing Trouble you (Nada te Turbe)
By Theresa of Avila

English Translation by Raquel Cepeda

“Let nothing trouble you
Let nothing frighten you
All things pass away.
God never changes.
Patience reaches everything
God alone is enough.

Let your thoughts elevate
Raise them up to heaven
Let nothing sadden you
Let nothing trouble you.

Follow Jesus
with an open heart
And whatever comes
Let nothing frighten you.

Do you see the glory of the world?
It’s vain glory
Nothing has of stable
All things pass away.

Aspire to the celestial
Which lasts forever.
Faithful and rich in promises,
God never changes.

In trust and ardent faith
maintain the soul,
that he, who believes and waits
reaches everything.

Although by fires of hell besieged
He saw himself
He, who has God
Will flout it’s flames.

Come to him tribulations
Crosses, abandonment.
Being God his treasure
He lacks nothing.

Go then, wordily possessions
Go away, vain joys.
Although I lose it all,
God alone is enough.”

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The Flow

If something or someone goes out of your life, always give thanks, the Universe is giving you space for something better.
Let it flow. Go with the flow, and soon enough you’ll find yourself in a much better place.

The Helix

Life.

M106 Spiral Galaxy as imaged using the Hubble Telescope. Image available at hubblesite.org

M106 Spiral Galaxy as imaged using the Hubble Telescope. Image available at hubblesite.org

at all levels,

in all sizes,

breaths…

circulates.

All in rounds,

all in cycles.

 

The Helix.

 

All the levels of creation,

different frequencies,

different scales,

separate our dimensions.

And yet all

breaths,

and circulates…

all in rounds,

all in cycles.

 

That which looks still,

is not.

Ever.

It mumbles and rumbles

like the river.

Can you hear it?

The speed at which you travel,

can you see it?

 

And at this level,

where we can experience our own consciousness,

we are just a step in this infinite progression of

scales,

frequencies,

dimensions.

That, which is inside us,

and outside us,

and that moves,

and its consciousness,

can you feel it?

 

Yet we are all contained into each other.

Ever traveling.

Ever cycling.

Ever expanding.

Like the Helix.

Past, Present and Future… same pages of a book

Past, present, future… everything co-exists as a book which pages stack within a discrete volume, within this same envelope of red cells and bones.

The past sediments itself in black and white, handwritten in italic letters over yellowed pages.

The future, that section of the book that mistakenly seems to be blank, shows its appearance as if without signs or clues, with millions of possibilities. With uncertainties. With decisions that await to be taken. It’s the dimension of the dreams.

The present is the dimension of the senses. It has sounds, form, and dresses itself in bright colors. It is heard, sang, spoken. Walked. It is action. And you can only live in the present by perceiving. By moving. By doing.

Yet it all is close to the center. It is a unit. You are your past as you are your future. You own the memories and the flavors of all that is already written as you own the images that you want to be stamped on those parallel blank pages. As you own the messages of the woman or the man that you will be and that whispers the decisions that you need to make.. today.

Pasado, Presente y Futuro… páginas de un mismo libro

Pasado, presente, futuro… todo co-existe como un libro cuyas hojas se apilan dentro de un volumen definido, dentro de este mismo envoltorio de células rojas y huesos.

El pasado se sedimenta en blanco y negro, con letras cursivas y páginas amarillas.

El futuro, esa sección que pareciera estar engañosamente en blanco, se muestra sin señales y sin pistas, con millones de posibilidades. Con incertidumbres. Con decisiones que esperan ser tomadas. Es la dimensión de los sueños.

El presente es la dimensión de los sentidos. Tiene sonido, forma, y se viste de vivos colores. Se escucha, se canta, se habla, se camina. Es acción. Y solo se vive en el presente percibiendo. Andando. Haciendo.

Pero pasado y futuro están igual de cercanos al centro. Son una unidad. Eres el pasado como eres el futuro. Eres dueño de las memorias y de los sabores de todo lo que ya ha sido escrito, así como de las imágenes que quieres sean estampadas en esas blancas páginas paralelas. Como eres dueño de los mensajes de ese hombre o mujer que serás y que en secreto te susurra las decisiones que necesitas tomar… hoy mismo.


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