Without missing a beat!

Past, old times, the things I’ve done. The things I remember. They are all my beloved ghosts and my beloved memories. But… what’s to deal with the past? Just accepting ourselves the way we did things and the others did next to us.

Whatever comes next is just free will.

Take it or not… That’s the story of my days here. Where things happen like if the flash of the camera was broken and suddenly every single thing I see is like my eyes were twice bigger than before.

Tonight I want to talk about all the connections I’m doing. All those conversations, all the schemes and the ideas I’ve made from everything I typed in my mind last days.

And yesterday was a very interesting cable from a friend. She’s writing a blog as well but with “the other guys”. So she was treating a very interesting theme for me ‘cause as you know or if not then I confirm again, that all that has to do with spiritual healing or religion concerns me. So part of the article she talked about, treat kind of idea that spirituality is a very important field in humans’ life, and that we should interact with this part of ourselves. Other ideas included were about some way to train our brain in a good way, tending always to think positive so we can attract positivity too.* I founded really interesting this article. and I’m quiet sure if you read it, you won’t regret. Her blog is in Spanish, but there’s a link where you can read about her entry in English for those whose Spanish skills are under construction.

Besides I would like to talk about our right of liberty of expression. This was the theme of the week … sort of academic issue. But I really thought about it in all the conceivable fields because recently, I found that we people sometimes would like to connect but there’s something that even we are trying our best to get communicated it seems just like impossible. And I can tell you couple of examples of this. So regarding to this space, where we can type ideas and then by commas and points we try to draw the best way sort of a map of ideas or feelings. Well there is one side of the coin, but again regarding to our right of freedom of expression… I would say go, go and say all you have to say and say it all out loud. ‘Cause it’s this right that give us the key to understand ourselves telling the world how we feel. It is our right to tell the State, the church, our family, friends, and people the way we feel or need to get related to others. Of course anyone has the chance to give a negative or positive response, but then we had told how we think or feel. If you see something is not working at your work, at home, wherever! Just go for it and express your ideas. I guess there’s no better opportunity than that capacity that we humans have and call –Communication-. And how many often do we really use it?

So come on! Go and express yourself. It is the best way we can respect our ideas, respect the others ideas and the best way we can share. A very human expression a very important skill we should improve.

By the way… Happy Halloween everybody! Boooooo!!!

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* Psic. Malena Calva:

El secreto de la felicidad

http://qkfromspain.wordpress.com/2009/10/28/el-secreto-de-la-felicidad/

Dr. Richard J Davidson:

Lab for Affective Neuroscience

http://psyphz.psych.wisc.edu/

(Why there’s a special holiday story always? Yes, we fell..)

From Pensacola Dreams Productions here we go...

The phone rang and Marcie was shaking. She knew it was the last night she would see the lights of that car. Some scars and some stories were told that night. As soon as she hung up the phone later on that night… She knew it. Jack won’t be back again. And Love was knocking the door desperately…

- Yes?!

- Marcie?!

- Yes?!

- Marcie can you explain to me why should I wait under the rain out here?!

- Oh! Love! I’m so sorry! It’s just that I was… huh…I was…

- Oh Mars… What happened to you?!

- Why?! Nothing! It’s the pumpkin pie, it didn’t work well.

- What? What are you talking about? We are late Mars and you worry about your grannies pumpkin pie? Hmm… I really don’t understand you Mars. Anyway, you are a chemist. Don’t worry; you’ll make it next time. Can we go now?

- Well I just wanted the kids enjoy it, now they’re going to be upset.

- Marcia... When were you involved in this kind of trouble?

- Well, the day your mother invited us to this family party. I wish I was a witch, at least then I could justify the Halloween massacre I did with the pie.

- Mars c’mon! You did it great! Excellent! Can we go?

- Aaargh! Ok ok. Take the corpses pie; I’ll take my jacket…

From our Spooky friends!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bz2Ho62dVr0

And what about… Trick or treat???!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tqVV4GSYrNM

New chances might be brighter

I think or better to say, I thought a lot of things during last months. I thought life is always like a circle and thought this circle was my space, my habitat, my everything. But life gives and life takes and so it was.

I was living in a comfortable place called my little world. And I guess, one of my aims was writing about it, telling the whole world how the tic-tac clocks of my life in a crisscross with the others lives, were done. I believe our life is a miracle, which in an intersection with the others lives, you get an awesome thing called universe. Universe of opportunities, of chances, of happiness, of sorrow, of madness, of defeat, of revenge, of all the things that might make you feel alive and some not so lucky times, it could be putting you closer to feel somehow grey inside. I know this sounds deeply sad but I mean it in a way that, sometimes, could be that some things at first sight, especially problems, seem to be the end. Really, making a re-call to R.E.M., like the end of the world. And just in that little moment, it is. Everything is dark; it’s done my friend –game’s over-. And what about the rest? How to take the correct pieces to continue?

I had an explosion; I would like to call it the big-bang theory of the change. Perhaps there’s only one big-bang theory we know but what about if it was the product of the re-arrange of the world? In my case it was.

So there was me, fighting with all my guts. I tried to fight and go back to my very special circle and it didn’t work. Have you ever felt like sometimes even you fight so hard… some things cannot be done? Well, it was like this for me. And I’m not a psychologist… (Maybe I should) but I would say my very personal opinion the steps were one by one made like this: First, you don’t want to believe it. Then you hate it all, then you blame the world, then you poor little soul, none comprehends you and finally you set yourself (on fire) up to a very high trampoline where anyway, world was waiting for you to jump. It was just that it took you soooo long to understand that that was that way to follow… So I asked myself several times if it was a good idea, sometimes on my new home-road I ask myself if it was the best choice. But there’s something in front of me I can see. It’s not so clear for me now, but I can see the road has a very little flag where an important sentence I feel in my heart is written: new chances might be brighter. And I thought ok this is a reflection of a cruel oasis but it wasn’t. I think I cleared my eyes several times before that view and it was still there. Everyday I get closer it’s clearer to me.

In a little review, sometimes probably it’s not so healthy to swim against flow. Sometimes if you are too tired, could be that time it is not that you didn’t fight, it is that you have to face a new fight. The moment is not that clear I know, but sticking to my heart I know. If Sting told “Let your soul be your pilot” sometimes could be the only eyes you have to take a decision. Sometimes people can tell you thousand theories about what you should really do and it is ironic, but then you saturate your perception, suddenly all roads go to heaven and which one is the best? Then, the answer is just up to your heart and soul. Whatever they tell or whatever they make you feel comfortable, that’s the right direction to follow.

My adventure was not over (thank You God). Life in Barcelona was changed for a new survival challenge at the asphalt jungle… well, let’s say another asphalt jungle; my hometown; Mexico. And you know what? I used to love traveling and I certainly do. But what I found is… how to conquer other lands when you haven’t conquered yours? I guess that was the main calling and I accepted the challenge.

So here we are now, with a lot to write, with honesty changing my inks. With some old good friends, with some lost battles and with some dirt on face. Here we are with an unforgettable love for music, for colors, for books, for more traveling but for the best part; the unforgettable love for life.

Pensacola Dreams, 1972.

So it was you and I always thought it was Love behind that fog. When are all your shadows going to disappear? I thought you loved Shawn. Then you tell me you want to drive to Alaska? What about the book I gave you? Did you tell your friend about it? Don’t hide again that music. It reminds me of Mary Anthony and the wood box. Have you seen her scarf in Vienna? She was just great. Porcelain skin… just like yours.

Oh Darling when is this going to…

-Mars?!

-Hmmmhh?

-Maaars?!

-Hmmm yeeees Mooom?!

-Aren’t you going to the lab?!

-What?! Ohh no… what…

-It’s niiiine!!!

-Jesus! No please not again…

From our dear friends from the Fenix Records, here we go:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5rhhQbyYV0

And from an old jammin' friend:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IRZ2s_VMffQ