I have been away from this blog for three months. Last time I said I was going to write fictional stories to be better able to speak to the heart from the heart. However, many things happened during these past three months that make me want to spill them over as they were: real, tangible, useful. No fiction yet. Of...
A new age begins today. It is not because the day I am writing this it is the first day of Spring in the Northern hemisphere, although maybe also for that reason, but mostly because any moment is actually a beginning and right now, due to many different reasons, I am very aware of this possibility.
Today has been challenging... I had a conversation with my brother's brother in law (is there not a better way to say that?). He had years ago the same type of cancer, same surgical procedure, same ileostomy and bag. He also had the second reconstructive surgery that I am awaiting as we speak. His news about the time after that...
In my recent trip to Atlanta from Spain, despite protection measures implemented in airlines and airports during this pandemic, I sat elbow to elbow with Soraya, a Colombian lady who lived in Miami, and with whom I exchanged some impressions. We ended up speaking about magic in one of those extraordinary conversations that only happen with...
In my previous contribution to this blog I spoke about how sometimes it hurts when others do not receive our presents and how some other times it's us on the other side who find that the things that others offer are not helpful or may even harm us. I am speaking about people you love and whom love you without...
"The human experience is too big for one human being alone", I told my friends Kathleen and Jim recently. We are certainly social animals, designed by evolution to understand information and learn it in community. I'm not even sure that my life adventures belong to me so I've always preferred to be an open book with the desire that we...
Please excuse how graphic is the title of today's contribution, I'll soon explain. The lotus flower is in Tibetan Buddhism the symbol of one the most noble virtues of all, love or compassion, which grows in sh*t, in the sludgy and stinky mud, the filthy waste of the land. It is very different to explain this abstractly than to live...
The few people with whom I've shared the news of this new episode of cancer so far have a hard time believing that I feel perfectly fine. It is strange, I know, and surprising for me as it was the second time I received this diagnosis. This is part of the story I tell in the video on the home...
And why not? This was the response given by the husband of my dear friend Patricia´s sister to his wife when they were informed that they were going to have a child with Down Syndrome. The strength and wisdom of that young man, around 27 years old at the time, expecting his first son filled me with awe, although I...
I have had the privilege of feeling death very close several times in my life. Not only when my parents and other people close and dear to me passed, but also on the two occasions that I went through the nasty experience of cancer. I call it "nasty" because I do not wish to glorify such experiences, which I would...
