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that I bought my guitar, my boyfriend is teaching me.
I’ve been practicing for just 6 days, I’m not having too much trouble with the notes, but the rhythm… OMG hehehhe looks like my right hand doesn’t want to obey me =]
Does anyone know any tips to find the rhythm of the songs?

“Once upon a time, there was a bird. He was adorned with two perfect wings and with glossy, colorful, marvelous feathers. In short, he was a creature made to fly about freely in the sky, bringing joy to everyone who saw him.

One day, a woman saw this bird and fell in love with him. She watched his flight, her mouth wide in amazement, her heart pounding, her eyes shining with excitement. She invited the bird to fly with her, and the two traveled across the sky in perfect harmony. She admired and venerated and celebrated that bird.

But then she thought: He might want to visit far off mountains! And she was afraid, afraid that she would never feel the same way about any other bird. And she felt envy, envy for the bird’s ability to fly- And she felt alone.
And she thought: ‘I’m going to set a trap. The next time the bird appears, he will never leave again.’
The bird, who was also in love, returned the following day, fell into the trap and was put in a cage.

She looked at the bird every day. There he was, the object of her passion, and she showed him to her friends, who said:
‘Now you have everything you could possibly want.’ However, a strange transformation began to take place: now that she had the bird and no longer needed to woo him, she began to lose interest. The bird, unable to fly and express the true meaning of his life, began to waste away and his feathers to lose their gloss; he grew ugly; and the woman no longer paid
him any attention, except by feeding him and cleaning out his cage.

One day, the bird died. The woman felt terribly sad and spent all her time thinking about him. But she did not remember the cage, she thought only of the day when she had seen him for the first time, flying contentedly amongst the clouds.

If she had looked more deeply into herself, she would have realized that what had thrilled her about the bird was his freedom, the energy of his wings in motion, not his physical body.

Without the bird, her life too lost all meaning, and death came knocking at her door. ‘Why have you come?’ she asked Death. ‘So that you can fly once more with him across the sky,’ Death replied. ‘If you had allowed him to come and go, you would have loved and admired him even more; alas, you now need me in order to find him again.’ “

A legend about the Sioux Indians tells us that once upon a time Angry Bull and Blue Cloud went holding hands to see the old sorcerer of the tribe and asked:

” We love each other and we’re gonna get married, but we love each other so much that we want an advice to make sure we stay together forever, that’ll assure we’ll be together until death. Is there anything we can do? “

The old man; touched, for he saw two young people so in love and eager for a word, said:

“There’s something you can do, even if it’s very hard. You, Blue Cloud, should climb the highest mountain on the north carrying just a net and hunt the most beautiful raven and bring it to me alive until the third day of the full moon. And you, Angry Bull, should climb the mountain of the throne. Up there, you’ll find the stronger of the eagles, using just a net you’ll catch her and bring it to me alive.”

The two young went away to do their tasks.
On the established day, in front of the sorcerer’s tent, there were the two with the birds. The old man took them off the bags and saw they were exactly what he had asked for.

“And now, what will we do?” they asked.
“Get the birds, rap their feet together with these leather strips. When it’s tight, let them go so they’ll fly free.”

They did what they were asked to and the eagle and the raven tried to fly, but could only leap across the ground. Minutes later, angry because they could not fly, the birds started to flight and hurt each other.
So the old man said:

“Never forget what you’re watching, this is my advice. You are like the eagle and the raven. If you’re tight to each other, even because you love each other, not only will you live dragging yourselves, but also, sooner or later you’ll start to hurt each other. If you want your love to live, fly together, but never tight.
Free the one you love so they can fly with their own wings.”

The main lesson is knowing that only when we’re free, we’re able to love.