Thursday, December 23, 2010

Living the search

El océano es como la vida.


Para moverte en él, debes aprender a escuchar, a observar y a sentir ese algo tan antiguo como el mundo. Observar las mareas. Dejarte guiar por el instinto.


 Aun en compañía, la relación con el océano, como con la vida, es exclusiva, es una comunicación directa entre él y tu. Una relación basada en la confianza.


El océano como la vida, es caprichoso y cambiante. las olas amenazantes de una mañana pueden dejar en la tarde una superficia tan plana que pareciera planchada en seco. Dos metros de distancia pueden cambiarlo todo.


Pero la frustracion nunca es parte del plan. Porque él nunca no te da lo que buscas. Sino lo que necesitas.
Aprender de él es un ejercicio de paciencia.Y la paciencia siempre otorga grandes recompensas.
El secreto está en disfrutar de la busqueda.


Ocean is like life. 
If you want to learn how to move in it, you must learn how to listen, observe and feel something as old as the world. Observe the tides. Let yourself be guided by instinct. Even in company, the relationship between ocean and you, as with life, is exclusive, direct communication betwen both of you. A relationship based on trust. 
Ocean as life is capricious. Unexpected. Threatening waves in the morning, can leave an afternoon with a surface as flat as if it was dry ironed ironed. But the frustration is never part of the plan. Because he never gives you what you want. But what you need. Learn from him is an exercise of patience . And patience always gives great rewards. The secret is to enjoy the search.


Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Swimming lessons. About how to be a hero


"I wish you could swim
Like the dolphins


Like dolphins can swim

Though nothing
Will keep us together
We can beat them
For ever and ever


Oh we can be Heroes
Just for one day.

I,
I will be king
And you,
you will be queen

Though nothing
will drive them away


We can beat them,
just for one day


We could steal time,
just for one day.


We can be Heroes,
for ever and ever
What d'you say?


We can be Heroes,
just for one day".

"Heroes". David Bowie. Changes. 

Para Garra, la mejor perra buceadora del planeta. 
Tenerife noviembre 2010

Monday, October 18, 2010

good start (Sissy declaration 4B)


"This is the first day of my life.
I'm glad I didn't die before I met you.
But, now I don't care, I could go anywhere with you
And I'd probably be happy.


So if you wanna be with me
With these things there's no telling
We'll just have to wait and see
But I'd rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery

Besides, maybe this time it's different
I mean I really think you like me"


" First day of my life" Bright eyes

Monday, September 20, 2010

cha-cha-cha-cha changes


"Si no te tomas tiempo para mirar, nunca conseguirás ver nada.
Cogí otro álbum y me obligué a ir más pausadamente.
[...]

- "Mañana y mañana y mañana" - murmuró entre dientes -, "el tiempo avanza con pasos menudos y cautelosos".
Comprendí entonces que sabía exactamente lo que estaba haciendo."
Smoke. Paul Auster



If you don't take the time to look, you'll never manage to see anything. I picked up another album and forced myself to go more deliberately[...]
 

"Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow," he muttered under his breath, "time creeps on its petty pace." I understood then that he knew exactly what he was doing."

Smoke. Paul Auster

Monday, September 06, 2010

Et in Arcadia ego. People I: John.

Cuando era niño, John formaba parte de un grupo de boy scouts . Un día, el explorador jefe, con la intención de promover en los niños la capacidad de mantener una relación responsable con la naturaleza y disfrutar con ella, otorgó a cada explorador una pequeña planta en una maceta.. Desde ese momento eran responsables de un ser vivo al que había que cuidar y prestar atención. John tenía 12 años. Su planta medía 12 cms. 
John se tomó aquel reto muy en serio. 
Esta es su planta, casi 30 años después. 
Nunca pensé que una planta pudiera describir tan bien el alma de alguien.
Gracias John.

During his childhood, John was part of the boy scouts. One day, the scout leader, as a challenge to promote children's ability to maintain a responsible relationship with nature and enjoy it, gave each scout a small plant in a pot .. after that they have to be responsible of a living creature that needed care and attention. John was 12 at this moment. His plant was 12 cm. tall.
John took that challenge very seriously.
This is his plant, almost 30 years later.


I have never expected that a plant could describe that well somebody's soul.
Thanks John.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Sobre el pensamiento


"Pero los Papalagi (hombres blancos) piensan tanto, porque para ellos el pensar se ha convertido en un hábito, una necesidad y una carencia. Tienen que continuar pensando. Sólo después de muchas dificultades logran realmente no pensar y, en vez de esto, viven de una vez con su cuerpo entero. A menudo viven únicamente con sus cabezas, mientras el resto de sus cuerpos está profundamente dormido, aunque caminen, hablen, coman y rían mientras tanto. [...]

Si el sol está brillando, él piensa todo el tiempo cuán bellamente brilla. Pero cuando el sol brilla, es mejor no pensar absolutamente nada. Un hombre sabio extendería sus miembros a la cálida luz y no produciría ni un pensamiento mientras tanto. Él no absorbería únicamente el sol en su cabeza, sino también con sus manos y pies, su estómago, sus tobillos y todos sus miembros. Dejaría que su piel y sus miembros pensaran por él, pues esas partes piensan también, aunque no del mismo modo que piensa la cabeza."
Los Papalagi. Discursos de Tuiavii de Tiavea recogidos por Erich Scheurmann. 1920


"But Papalagi(white men) think so much, because for them to think has become an habit, a necessity and a lack. They have to continue thinking. Only after much difficulty they really get not to think and live at least with their entire body. They often live only with their heads, while the rest of their bodies are sound asleep, but walking, talking, eating and laughing in between. [...]



If the sun is shining he thinks all the time how beautifully is shining. But when the sun shines, its better not to think about absolutely nothing. A wise man will extend its members to produce warm light and not a thought in the meantime. He will not only absorbed the sun in his head, but also with his hands and feet, his stomach, his ankles and all his members. He would let his skin and his members to think for him, because these parts can also think also, but not the same way the head does. "
The Papalagi: Speeches of Tuiavii of Tiavea, a samoau chief. published in 1920. collected by Erich Scheurmann

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Fins que cal dir-se adéu



"Cal guanyar temps als somnis,
cal anar molt més enllà de les paraules.
Ser tal com som
de soca-rel.[...]
 

per guanyar terreny a la vida
i contemplar-la
compartint-la.
Fins que cal dir-se adéu".

Fins que cal dir-se adéu. Joan Manuel Serrat

(En memoria de Antonio Juan Barberá) Fins aviat, yayo.


"we have to gain time for dreams
we must go beyond words.
Being as we are
strain and root.[...]

to gain ground to life
and contemplate
sharing.
Until there's time to say goodbye".

Until there's time to say goodbye. Joan Manuel Serrat
(to Antonio Juan Barberá, in loving memory)

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Sad waitings




"Hacer tiempo si es que es posible que el tiempo se haga,
si no es vivir precisamente deshacerse en tiempo.
Es tan sencillo que da miedo.
No vamos a morirnos. No se puede."

Juan Bonilla. Cháchara 


"Making time, if it is possible that the time is done,
isnt it life just exaclty to melt ourselves into time.
It is so simple that scares.
WE are not going to die. It is not possible."

Juan Bonilla. Cháchara

Monday, July 12, 2010

Congratulations


"Las cosas obedecen al soplo vital. Se nace para gozar.
Y gozar ya es nacer.

En cuanto a mí nada sé.
Lo que tengo me entra por la piel y me hace actuar
sensualmente.
No quiero sacrificar mi día de hoy por el de mañana.
Estoy un poco asustada. No sé adónde me llevará esta
alegría suelta como un caballo.
Quisiera sacarle una foto a este instante.
Hoy es martes y este martes está hecho del más puro aire
y la más pura felicidad. Cada minuto que pasa
es un milagro que no se repite."

Revelación del mundo Clarice Linspector





"Things are due to the breath of life. You are born to enjoy.
And enjoy it is born itsef.

With Regard to me I know nothing.
What I have I get it through the skin and it makes me act
sensually.
I dont want to sacrifice today for tomorrow.
I'm a little scared. I dont know where this joy will take me, crazy like a horse.
I would like to take a picture of this moment.
Today is Tuesday and Tuesday is made of pure air
and sheer happiness. Every minute that passes
is a miracle that is not repeated. "



Clarice Linspector Revelation of the world

Monday, July 05, 2010

Tradiciones celebradas/ Celebrated traditions


Tradición:
(Del lat. traditĭo, -ōnis). Entrega a alguien de algo.
Cuando una celebración tradicional es, en realidad, una entrega de conocimento,  conviene recordar su raíz, ese significado que debe ser celebrado por todo lo alto:

"Sostenemos como verdades evidentes que todos los hombres nacen iguales; que a todos les confiere su Creador ciertos derechos inalienables, entre los cuales están la vida, la libertad y la búsqueda de la felicidad"
Tomás Jefferson, Benjamín Franklin, John Adams

IN CONGRESS, JULY 4, 1776
The unanimous Declaration of the thirteen United States of America

HAPPY 4TH OF JULY to everybody!

Tradition:

(Del lat. Traditio-Onis). Delivery of something to someone.
When a traditional celebration is, in fact, a supply of knowledge, we should remember their roots, that meaning that should be greatly celebrated:


"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness".
Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Franklin, John Adams
CONGRESS IN, JULY 4, 1776
The Unanimous Declaration of the thirteen United States of America

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Oh! The Places You’ll Go!


Oh! The Places You’ll Go!
by the incomparable Dr. Seuss

"Congratulations! Today is your day.
You’re off to Great Places!
You’re off and away!
You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You’re on your own.

And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.
You’ll look up and down streets.
Look’em over with care.
About some you will say, “I don’t choose to go there.”
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
you’re too smart to go down a not-so-good street.
And you may not find any you’ll want to go down.
In that case, of course, you’ll head straight out of town.
It’s opener there in the wide open air.
Out there things can happen and frequently do to people as brainy and footsy as you.

And when things start to happen,
don’t worry. Don’t stew.
Just go right along. You’ll start happening too.
Oh! The Places You’ll Go!
You’ll be on your way up!
You’ll be seeing great sights!
You’ll join the high fliers who soar to high heights.
You won’t lag behind, because you’ll have the speed.
You’ll pass the whole gang and you’ll soon take the lead.
Wherever you fly, you’ll be best of the best.
Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.

Except when you don’t.
Because, sometimes, you won’t.
I’m sorry to say so but, sadly, it’s true that Bang-ups and Hang-ups can happen to you.
You can get all hung up in a prickle-ly perch.
And your gang will fly on. You’ll be left in a Lurch.
You’ll come down from the Lurch with an unpleasant bump.
And the chances are, then, that you’ll be in a Slump.
And when you’re in a Slump, you’re not in for much fun.
Un-slumping yourself is not easily done.


You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.
Some windows are lighted. But mostly they’re darked.
A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin!
Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in?
How much can you lose? How much can you win?
And if you go in, should you turn left or right…or right-and-three-quarters?

Or, maybe, not quite? Or go around back and sneak in from behind? Simple it’s not, I’m afraid you will find, for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind [...]."

Nos vemos a la vuelta de mi Memorial trip. Continuará...

Thursday, May 06, 2010

La paciencia de la espera/ the patience of the waiting


Paciencia:
f. Facultad de saber esperar cuando algo se desea mucho.

Esperar:
(Del lat. sperāre).
1. tr. Tener esperanza de conseguir lo que se desea.

2. tr. Creer que ha de suceder algo, especialmente si es favorable.
3. tr. Permanecer en sitio adonde se cree que ha de ir alguien o en donde se presume que ha de ocurrir algo.

4. intr. No comenzar a actuar hasta que suceda algo.

5. intr. Dicho de una cosa: Ser inminente o inmediata.
6. intr. Poner en alguien la confianza de que hará algún bien.


Patience:
f. Power to know when something you want to wait a lot.


to Wait: (Del lat. sperāre).
1. To hope you'll get what you want.
2. Believing something will happen, especially if it is favorable.
3. Stay on a site where it is believed that someone has to go or where it is assumed that something has to happen.
4. Not start acting until something happens.
5. About a thing: To be imminent or immediate.
6. Putting trust in someone that he will make something good.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Sobre hogares y despedidas/ about homes and fairwells.



- Fuck, this hurts so much.

- Yeah, I know.
But that is life.

If nothing else,
that's life, you know.


It's real.
Sometimes it fuckin' hurts.
To be honest,
it's sort of all we have.
How are you feelin'?

- Safe.
When I'm with you,
I feel so safe.
Like I'm home.

"Garden State" screenplay Zach Braff 2004

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Sobre retos/ about challenges


El pesimista ve peligro en cada oportunidad;


El optimista ve oportunidad en cada peligro. Winston Churchill

A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty. Winston Churchill

Tuesday, March 09, 2010

A través del espejo/ Through the Looking-Glass




"Como ves, hace falta correr todo cuanto una pueda para permanecer en el mismo sitio. Si se quiere llegar a otra parte hay que correr por lo menos dos veces más rápido"
Alicia a través del espejo – Lewis Carroll

"As you see, you need to run as fast as you can to stay in one place. If you want to go somewhere else you have to run at least twice as fast"
Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There - Lewis Carroll

Thursday, February 04, 2010

Soportes/ supports


Todo el mundo necesita un buen soporte para caminar hacia el futuro. Que suerte que se puedan adquirir sin receta médica.
Everybody needs some good support to walk along the future. how lucky that we can get it without medical prescription.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Sobre el camino / About the path



XXLIV
"Todo pasa y todo queda,
pero lo nuestro es pasar,
pasar haciendo caminos,
caminos sobre la mar.



I
Nunca perseguí la gloria,
ni dejar en la memoria
de los hombres mi canción;


yo amo los mundos sutiles,
ingrávidos y gentiles
como pompas de jabón.


Me gusta verlos pintarse
de sol y grana,
volar bajo el cielo azul,
temblar súbitamente y quebrarse.



XXIX
Caminante, son tus huellas
el camino, y nada más;
caminante, no hay camino,
se hace camino al andar.


Al andar se hace camino,
y al volver la vista atrás
se ve la senda que nunca
se ha de volver a pisar.


Caminante, no hay camino,
sino estelas en la mar".

Antonio Machado. Provervios y Cantares, Campos de Castilla (1912)



XLIV
"Everything passes and everything remains,
but we can only pass,
pass making paths,
paths over the sea.


I
I never sought glory,
nor to leave in man’s memory my song;
I love the subtle worlds,
weightless and delicate,
like soap bubbles.


I like to see them painted
by sun and spots,
fly under the blue sky,
then tremble and burst…


XXIX
Traveller, it’s your footprints
that are the path, nothing more;
Traveller, there is no path,
the path is made by walking.
By walking the path is made
and looking back you see
the trail you will never tread again.


Traveller, there is no path,
only foam trails on the sea."

Antonio Machado. Provervios y Cantares, Campos de Castilla (1912)