Losing elections: its the end of the world?

Once a good friend told me to write down to take of fear. And I must admit that writing it can be a good therapy.  Now I’m writing to take of sadness.

On last Sunday, we had presidential elections. It was the end of a long run to try to win over the actual president who has already 14 years in the government.

We, democrat citizens, were full of hope, this time we will see a change… it’s going to be a turn back to democracy here in Venezuela, and we felt in love of our candidate, a young healthy lawyer, with lot of experience in politics, he was Major and Governor, so we had the feeling that he can make a change. And he is making a change. 

On that Sunday, we went to vote, and were the biggest assistance to vote in the last 20 years of our political story. But, there are always a but, people has spoken, and our candidate lost  the election.

On Monday, the feeling was heart brokering, the best way to describe it,  is  remembering when you finish a relationship with your boy or girlfriend, and you are in a mourning process, denial, anger, and acceptation. 

We are in that process. We are mourning the loss of illusions, and trying to re- build the parts and keep walking and working, re- thinking on what went wrong, what we needed to do and didn’t did, and, what is the next step to follow?

In my case, I cleaned up my eyes, and decided to use this feeling to start to work and build, there is a path we opened, we need to keep it and take care of it, it’s now the time to face our reality: we are a young Country, with lot of things to overcome, but, as we are a young Country, we are young, and youth have with itself the ability to reconfigure the map to make it better. So, yes, this was a failure, but we are not defeated, we won confidence, and a very important thing: we take back some spaces we were lost in the past years, and now we are sending a very clear signal: we know what we want and we go for it, because we now know that yes, we can do it, we can work as one mind, and yes, we’ll keep on fighting to the end. And the end is the turn back to democracy until it’s become in the only game in town. 

Imagine

I truely believe that we can make dreams true, the only thing we need to do is dare to dream and imagine what we want create...

I've heard somewhere that now I can't remember where, that sometimes we lost our north, and forget our dreams, but also I heard, that never is too late to take them back, and always is a second chance.

The important thing is our hability to see the chance and take it. Well, when I use to go to the beach, I listen the waves, and perhaps they are just saying: remember your dreams...and here am I, jumping out of my comfort zone, and trying to remember my dreams.