Archive | November, 2014


26 Nov

My daughter´s class in preschool is the class of the tigers.
How wonderful, I thought, that at the age of 3 you learn that you are a powerful creature.
That you are beautiful and majestic.
That you have a natural strenght inside you that reaches far beyond your imagination.
And that the kids in the other class are pigs.



24 Nov

When my brother was a teenager, he read a book called Awakening the Buddha within: eight steps to enlightenment. And when he finished it, he said: “Man, that book is such a scam. I read it from cover to cover and I didn´t become enlightened at all.”



21 Nov

Poetry is:

cutting an apple in half

and discovering the tear it cries

for the other half

sweet goodbyes