Notice that sun-kissed blond—almost perfected the pro-surfer allure, don't you agree? This image marks my return to Amsterdam after an eventful few months in Bali during 2020. Regrettably, Indonesia's tightening grip on tourist and non-resident entries due to Corona forced me to shorten my stay.

Those days marked the start of a revelation; it was time to return to Mexico and confront some family matters, for which I needed to be prepared. That was why, for months, I had envisioned living a serene life of mindfulness in Bali, all in pursuit of becoming the version of myself capable of managing the challenges ahead. Yet, by the end of 2020, I still felt unprepared. Despite my uncertainty, I went ahead and purchased my flight ticket.

“𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎?”.

What awaited me amidst the chaos? Why did I feel the need to brace myself? You may wonder, but I opt not to delve into such intimate details here, out of respect for the privacy of my loved ones. Nearly everyone can relate to life's tangled webs of familial intricacies—messy, convoluted, and sometimes downright ugly.

I set out unprepared, only to watch everything unravel before me. It grew uglier, the pain deepened, and I found myself compelled to start anew.

Growing up often involves learning to recognize the inherent beauty amidst the turmoil, crafting our own idealized interpretations without slipping into delusion or cynicism, but rather, mastering the art of our own sensitivity.

Almost three years later, I founded HILDASAMA神 as a conduit to share my affection for beauty. It serves as a testament to the profound impact of recognizing beauty amidst life's chaos.

つづく．．． (𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍. . .)