Hello, I’m Pao! I’m thrilled that you’re here.
It took me over thirty-five years to realize that I wasn’t truly happy. Driven by the inexplicable void I felt amidst a seemingly abundant and successful life, and by the daunting idea of not being able to teach my daughters to experience authentic and enduring happiness, I embarked on a profound journey to reclaim my neglected inner world and reconnect with my essential self.
Now that I’ve found MY place in this world, I share my journey, knowledge, and writing in the hope that other mothers awaken and learn to be, and nurture, truly happy souls.
I invite you to open your mind and your heart, to explore alternative ways of living life, and to deviate the conventional path to honor your own, and above all, that of your children.
I welcome you with open arms!
THE STORY OF MARIPOSAS
Now I understand that the story of Mariposas started to unfold in my thirties. At that point, I had checked off many of the boxes I dreamed of achieving in life. I wholeheartedly believed I was happy. However, shortly after, I came to the realization that I had lost sight of my horizon, I failed to understand the meaning of true happiness and, therefore, it was impossible for me to teach my daughters to experience it. Without realizing it, I was leading my little ones towards the rat race from which my soul yearned to escape; I was raising them like another mold. But life is so perfect, that in the face of my stubbornness, made me face moments of great pain and gave me three teachers who showed me the path towards my AWAKENING. Since then, I have become an expert in practices and techniques aimed at becoming aware, transforming oneself and, especially, cultivating authentically happy souls.
Letters to my mariposas
Since September 2015, when I discovered I was pregnant for the first time, I’ve been penning letters for my daughters. In the beginning, these letters captured their daily lives and the world I dreamt for them. They soon evolved into reflections about demystifying traditional education, and the journey I took to foster genuinely happy little souls. I hope my words inspire my Mariposas and any other awakening mother to veer off the beaten path and honor their own journey.
Deep Travel, the Real Way to Get to Know the World
My sweet daughters,
Go travel the world! Indulge yourselves by seeing new places, eating diverse dishes, hearing languages you don’t understand. Make sure you don’t just hear them though, try to understand at least some of them.
Give yourselves the opportunity to discover the chilling sound of a fast train and enjoy riding at a snail’s pace through the sand on a camel. Fill your memories with images of different people and recognize yourselves in their faces, because, the truth is, we’re all the same.
Appreciate the messy places; they’re the ones closest to reality. Don’t shy away from alleys, crowds, and traffic. If possible, get out of the tourist routes and get into the reality of the locals. Try something freshly cooked on the street; worse comes to worst, you’ll just be stuck in bed for a couple of days.
Connect with all possible ways of life; respect what progress means to the citizens of the places you visit. Dress by their standards – whether you agree with them or not – it’s someone else’s home and it should be respected. Learn about all religions; surely, they have something to teach us.
Don’t even think about leaving without buying something from a local artisan, remember that the most meaningful gifts are those made by the hands of the people. Don’t miss the shows at the traffic lights; that’s where you’ll discover the purest form of creativity.
Surrender yourself to the art of the countries you visit. Theater, songs, stories, and books teach us about their history, traditions, and culture. Meet the leaders who made the country and its freedom possible, and, if they move your heart, add them to your list of heroes and heroines.
Today, the five of us are living this. However, the day will come when the three of you will be in a car without a GPS, lost, asking the locals which route to take. I can see it now, one at the wheel, one with a map in their hands – full of notes made by dad – and the other serving the traditional infusion, mate. That day, I’ll smile knowing that you became millionaires.
Let’s fill our memories with experiences!
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What the wise ones and scientists tell us!
This place is sacred. Here, gather the mothers who once lived in a hurry, burdened by overwhelming agendas, and soaring cortisol levels. We encounter those who, unwittingly, became slaves to status, bank accounts, homes, investments, titles, and diplomas.
Here, we confront our own arrogance to finally acknowledge that our children are our greatest teachers. As mothers, we reflect on the moment when we bought into the story of success and guided our little ones, with the best of intentions, into a hectic and draining journey. We, the ones who never grasped the true art of living and thus failed to cultivate genuinely happy souls, now learn. But above all, we sit down to write, to read each other’s stories, and to listen to each other.
