It’s always a pleasure when friends ask me how went holidays at hometown. Normally you learn a lot and that’s ok. It’s just I’m tired to remember all those “adventures”
When was the last time I wrote this column??? I’m afraid this will start to follow the same way as my “constant” response to one of my very best friends.
So how was Xmas? We humans are supposed to celebrate God’s birth but the truth is totally the opposite or… different. We all drive ourselves crazy to get all that we can afford with the extra-payment (not my case) of work. Loads of presents just hanging in our minds just waiting to be immediately bought.
Besides my non-normal brutal shopping, I found a couple of things I would like to think about. First of all, I figured one of my pleasures is to read those “very interesting” magazines the airlines bring you to make you feel better and that everything's going to be fine with your flight (...). They sometimes give you good advices about those places you don’t even have half a coin to get them, but you would love to of course. Even the last time I realized I’m starting to divide those companies who have good writers and those who don’t…
So what can you give? I mean what can WE give to the world as an exchange of knowledge? Or, just a bit of wisdom?
The same airline made me know this “ASAP”(this word makes me sick!). Then it was me at the airport with empty hands. As it happens to many customs, my luggage was lost. Beside this, when I got it back, some pieces were missing as my anger was growing against that b****** who stole ‘em. Then I thought girl you –better- gotta be smarter and think about good things. Like first of all you’re lucky, there was no violent situation so I’m very grateful for that. And my summer words were gone too. In summer my suitcase (the same!) was lost for ten days! Even then the weather was warmer and I didn’t care much… and I started to think changing religion or become into Buddhism. That would just bring me to redemption! Never so far to be right…
Then I was frustrated because I realized I’m kind “infected” by all that trash our actual society pushes, shoot, record… whatever into your brain: capitalism. “Im nothing without –my little things-“ and that ladies and gentlemen, specially hurt when you think you’re living almost as a good hippie.
So beside laughing about myself and making some dark jokes about human kind, or me, I decided to make “rewind” and special movement that let me change the view.
I know I’m (very wrong to be) the first who’s always complaining about my compatriots. We always looking or trying to set ourselves into the top-ten list of… everything! As much as you have or achieve, the most you get and the faster become into a successful (idiot) person. This is not even like winners or losers; the fact is we’re so distracted in those stupid things that we forget about ourselves instantly. You just go out and take a look around. Take a look at your colleagues, friends and family…
I’m not saying I’ve already learnt. No. I think to get to that point or “human sensibility” will be harder but at least I will try to focus not to put much more interest into all those superficial things. I’m also not telling you to go out and sell all your belongings, of course not. What I propose is just to think about our valuable and definitely non-valuable “belongings” (actually, what does really –belong- to us?).
Another very important thing I didn’t tell before is moreover lecture; music is one of my passions. Whenever I’m happy, sad, melancholic, tired… There’s always something to listen and compare. To be able to feel metaphors between music and life is just great. On my last trip to Mexico, one day I was just getting into the car when I started the radio. My mother turned her face and said “ I can’t believe this, you and your brother are just the same… you-just-can’t-live-without-M U S I C ! ” Then I thought wow! I mean, I know I love music but sometimes we also forget to appreciate things we know we are supposed to like the most.
Then I made a connection between all those memoirs of this Xmas 2007 and thought life to me is like music. Sometimes you like the song, sometimes you want to repeat it thousand times because you love it, some others you just skip it or sometimes it takes you years to understand certain phrases in it…
I’m amazed how my senses wake up with it and shine.
So I think people and situations in my life are different compilations. Some only “singles”, one hit wonders, the best of… It’s just funny. But interesting.
To finish with the “brainstorm”, if I could give a song’s title to my last holidays, it definitely would be “Lección de vuelo” trying the translation in English, it would be something like “A lesson to fly”. It is based in a Mexican singer who as I understand, he suffered a break with his partner and mother of his child. For me was something like that, I had to get up from things I was never expecting to happen and I also didn’t expect to be sad for.
When was the last time I wrote this column??? I’m afraid this will start to follow the same way as my “constant” response to one of my very best friends.
So how was Xmas? We humans are supposed to celebrate God’s birth but the truth is totally the opposite or… different. We all drive ourselves crazy to get all that we can afford with the extra-payment (not my case) of work. Loads of presents just hanging in our minds just waiting to be immediately bought.
Besides my non-normal brutal shopping, I found a couple of things I would like to think about. First of all, I figured one of my pleasures is to read those “very interesting” magazines the airlines bring you to make you feel better and that everything's going to be fine with your flight (...). They sometimes give you good advices about those places you don’t even have half a coin to get them, but you would love to of course. Even the last time I realized I’m starting to divide those companies who have good writers and those who don’t…
So what can you give? I mean what can WE give to the world as an exchange of knowledge? Or, just a bit of wisdom?
The same airline made me know this “ASAP”(this word makes me sick!). Then it was me at the airport with empty hands. As it happens to many customs, my luggage was lost. Beside this, when I got it back, some pieces were missing as my anger was growing against that b****** who stole ‘em. Then I thought girl you –better- gotta be smarter and think about good things. Like first of all you’re lucky, there was no violent situation so I’m very grateful for that. And my summer words were gone too. In summer my suitcase (the same!) was lost for ten days! Even then the weather was warmer and I didn’t care much… and I started to think changing religion or become into Buddhism. That would just bring me to redemption! Never so far to be right…
Then I was frustrated because I realized I’m kind “infected” by all that trash our actual society pushes, shoot, record… whatever into your brain: capitalism. “Im nothing without –my little things-“ and that ladies and gentlemen, specially hurt when you think you’re living almost as a good hippie.
So beside laughing about myself and making some dark jokes about human kind, or me, I decided to make “rewind” and special movement that let me change the view.
I know I’m (very wrong to be) the first who’s always complaining about my compatriots. We always looking or trying to set ourselves into the top-ten list of… everything! As much as you have or achieve, the most you get and the faster become into a successful (idiot) person. This is not even like winners or losers; the fact is we’re so distracted in those stupid things that we forget about ourselves instantly. You just go out and take a look around. Take a look at your colleagues, friends and family…
I’m not saying I’ve already learnt. No. I think to get to that point or “human sensibility” will be harder but at least I will try to focus not to put much more interest into all those superficial things. I’m also not telling you to go out and sell all your belongings, of course not. What I propose is just to think about our valuable and definitely non-valuable “belongings” (actually, what does really –belong- to us?).
Another very important thing I didn’t tell before is moreover lecture; music is one of my passions. Whenever I’m happy, sad, melancholic, tired… There’s always something to listen and compare. To be able to feel metaphors between music and life is just great. On my last trip to Mexico, one day I was just getting into the car when I started the radio. My mother turned her face and said “ I can’t believe this, you and your brother are just the same… you-just-can’t-live-without-M U S I C ! ” Then I thought wow! I mean, I know I love music but sometimes we also forget to appreciate things we know we are supposed to like the most.
Then I made a connection between all those memoirs of this Xmas 2007 and thought life to me is like music. Sometimes you like the song, sometimes you want to repeat it thousand times because you love it, some others you just skip it or sometimes it takes you years to understand certain phrases in it…
I’m amazed how my senses wake up with it and shine.
So I think people and situations in my life are different compilations. Some only “singles”, one hit wonders, the best of… It’s just funny. But interesting.
To finish with the “brainstorm”, if I could give a song’s title to my last holidays, it definitely would be “Lección de vuelo” trying the translation in English, it would be something like “A lesson to fly”. It is based in a Mexican singer who as I understand, he suffered a break with his partner and mother of his child. For me was something like that, I had to get up from things I was never expecting to happen and I also didn’t expect to be sad for.
To clean your knees and to count from one to ten to finally start flying again costs(… a lot). Good we can learn and hopefully we really did.
