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Homo Sapiens facing life or death

I read in EL PAÍS: “Men are going to have trouble being fertile in barely a decade, if they continue at this rate: the number of spermatozoa per ejaculation has not stopped falling for almost a century. Their concentration has also fallen to less than half of what it was 50 years ago, approaching the […]

What will I be after I die?

We do not like to talk about death, in spite of its being part of our daily life. We do not like to talk about death, but –or, better yet, because- death hurts. And it is somebody else’s death the one that hurts most, the dejected solitude and the sadness of the void it left […]

The leaf and the tree

Parabole in memory of all those whose apparent presence we lost An Autumn afternoon I was in a park, contemplating a pretty and very small leaf shaped as a heart. It was reddish and it dangled from a branch, as if it were about to fall. I spent a long time with it and asked […]

Memories, traces, hatreds

There are lights that do not go out, memories that won’t fade, hopes that are not lost, and people and facts that are not forgotten. Let us always think that in Life it is not so much the steps we have already taken that count, nor the steps we are taking…, but the footprints we […]

With no shoes

We walk the trail of our life with no shoes on the cliffs above the sea. And our history is the history of the waves that break below, at our feet: splattering our faces with salt water, strongly, at times, whereas other times they are weak when they reach us, as if the pain of […]

Thich Nhat Hanh – “I am not here”

On January 22nd, Thich Nhat Hanh, Vietnamese writer and poet, Zen buddist monk and teacher of life in mindfulness died at the age of 95. He was a peace activist. He fought in the VietNam and was persecuted both by the communist North as well as by US backed South. In 1972 he became a […]

The heart every day

The heart will always keep all the memories, all the journeys, all the landscapes, all the winters, all the waves with their beaches, all the rivers with their banks, all the laughter and tears, all the good and bad times. Only the heart saves us where we place the language of tenderness, the unreason of […]

Autumn

           Rafa Redondo writes: My dear friends, It has been a while since my last newsletter. The existence of each and every one of us has changed somewhat. After nearly two years, I find myself in the body of an 80-year-old man in a delicate state of health that is affecting my capacity to receive […]

To Andrés Ortiz-Osés. Obituary

I remember you, Andrés, in the corridor of the University of Deusto, your smile like that of a young boy and ingenuity in your eyes, philosopher in walking sneakers, on the verge of saying an aphorism or a paradox. May you rest in peace, tireless hermeneut of the invisible in the visible.   Disolution as […]

For Freedom

For freedom, I bleed, fight, survive. For freedom, my eyes and my hands, like a fleshy tree, generous and captive, I give to the surgeons. For freedom I feel more hearts in my chest than there are grains of sand: foam flows into my veins and I enter the hospitals, and enter in cotton balls […]