Fly me to the moon...

Well, Xmas again… In fact I didn’t want to write something ‘bout Xmas ‘cause is always the same (at least to me) and I think it is cheap to write about it. It’s just… I think the theme is over!!! But when you lose your flight and the next year (same date) they say your flight is late… well, what else to write about??? Yeah tricky things from destiny. Last year all my colleagues were really in shock ‘cause very many stupid reasons I lost my trip, my beloved dream to go back home and get a couple of warm hugs. No, no, no. No way to go back or at least, on that time. Then I was so frustrated ‘cause as a student, and first time I was more than one month out of home, well, the only thought I had was I just wanted family medicine. And no, they returned me, poor little girl, back home. Crying a river (even an old woman helped me with luggage… yeah! I was too confused!) and waiting daddy’s money could arrive just in time that little princess could go home. I think is shitty, I really think its hard to spend those kind of special dates without family. Then I think now why to write about Xmas is important and at least I think even we could be sort of “Grinchs” , I think there’s always something in those kind of peoples eyes that I cannot believe they hate Xmas at all. Yeah, yeah with the “lot of money spent” and so on, but I think its one time all people move around the world just to get there, its just a dinner, but the most important of the year. All time we’re very busy and we don’t know how but in Xmas we have it. People pay super big quantities for a ticket and travel so far… This year a flight company in Spain closed all their flights ’cause let’s put it like this, they were everything but not exactly safe. Well, it breaks me when I know there’s a big case of “immigrants” and I do also know they break their backs to work and send a little money to their families who really depend on that. All everything to reach this special date and with hands on waist they say “ok no more traveling” And do not think about the money, this craps are still not telling anything to them. Did you realize how many things we could know just looking? This is turning into that frustrating movie with Tom Hanks, the one he’s for very many days living in the airport, how frustrating it is huh?! And do not tell last week I lost my flight from Frankfurt to Barcelona with that cheap company (that of course only students can afford) and the way back was a real shame. Getting back into the theme… I wish you all happy holidays. I’m probably a fool to believe people can swallow this corny thoughts or wishes, but think about it. As I said we’re all connected in some certain way, I think when we make something together its strength can be great. As when we pray, we laugh, we hope even when we claim something. We humans always turn things important when it is in a big crowd and that moves me. My heart shakes when beside thinking when we can push the other down or when we pretend not seeing people dying (‘cause we’re too worried trying to get a small place into the big monster of the capitalism)… well, then I think we can still keep our hearts biting. I wish it was bigger our worry to others and our empathy but just little sparks can move me out from the way of apocalypses or from those who think humans are broken without any help. Personally I believe in God, and I thank him for all this year. Good tastes and bad ones, the perfect mixture is again when we feel alive and we want to go further. That’s until now, my invaluable trick. Thanks and wait, ‘cause the corny Xmas stories are not over until I bring you the very special one, New Year’s eve!!! Free hugs for all!!!!!!!! Ursula

Rythm

What's life's rythm?
Sometimes I use to think we humans are connected in some certain way but not losing our singular identity.
How many times we just walk around and life and somtimes sad but true we just survive?
Well that's maybe one of my purposes in life, to find out what is making us work, fit and stand over million things happening in a day. Maybe yesterday was the people at the subway, maybe today that drunk old love. It's interesting how we search and end with people that some way those images are a bit similar to past memories, important figures in our lives.
Well, yesterday I saw one of the most critic situations in human condition and this is the trance we get with alcohol. It's common I know but I think if we love somebody, just to be sure of it, make them drunk and talk to them. If you can pass that line, then we can say we're in the "other side" of course.
In my country people say that children and drunks say always the truth... Well, maybe even I do not believe it that strong (many cases with lies and confussions) but certainly it comes out the real monster we have inside. Until now, and it's a good question, I haven't meet an angel on that way. Do you think we can find a drunk angel? Human pleasures or parties maybe cover too much or maybe undercover too much. I will look up for that angel.

Welcome

Supposed sunday is the last thay of the week. The day when we usually think "tomorrow week starts and this and that.." But it is not just that sunday takes away the last week. It is a good day to reorganize our mind, to think in our new projects, deep breathe and dig into the big sea of life.
Welcome to Urban Panorama, this space is created to open mind and create opinions concerning a special theme or maybe just to take out and organize the puzzle sometimes we have too. The tittle is dedicated to us, to those who belong to "normal life". Dedicated to the real poem and great dance I presence in my every day. English is a good tool to get closer to others but I must accept mine is not so good. Anyway sorry to those who really speak it and find some little mistakes.
Now I know why sometimes is so hard always to start, it is a new compromise.

Thank you very much


Ursula Rodriguez