Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Hipocresía y Colombia
Saturday, April 16, 2011
"Do not put all eggs in one basket"
It is remarkable how stories, morals and learnings from our childhood do influence our behaviour as grown ups, and I must conclude people like Esopo have played a role in shaping my behaviour and beliefs to what they are now.
Given the fact that I have lived in 5 different cities, I have good friends spread in over 3 countries. I also have colleagues, and buddies, and needless to say, friends are the smallest- and most precious- group of the three groups.
All of those whom I consider friends are persons I trust and support blindly, and for whom I would do anything when they need me: Friends are the chosen family, and in my eyes and opinion, they deserve as much respect, love, and dedication as the assigned (by blood) family. (In some cases friends might deserve more than family, but that is a completely different topic).
It might read strange, or funny, or simply weird, but, regardless of my blind trust in my friends, there is not one who can tell my entire story, who can put the entire picture, together by him or herself. Non-consciously, I am applying the moral from my parents' story in my daily life.
Throught my life I have made friends in different places, countries and even continents, and it is this geographic spread of my friends, and the fact that I have met them at different stages of my life, what provides me my safest tool to protect my "eggs". Two of my friends here in Germany/Europe, if together and with the purpose in mind of getting the picture together, could normally put together up to 80% of it, but in order to get the remaining 20% they would need to contact one of my friends living in Colombia or in the US. Certain parts of my story are only known to my oldest friends, and I take care of not mentioning it to anybody else.
I don't seem to dare putting all my "eggs" in one single basket, not even with the people I would do anything for, and this fact makes me wonder if this "lack" of courage is one of the factors that encourages me to run away from getting into a relationship, and to be distant, and sometimes mean, to the people I meet on the way, who could make good friends or even more based on their personality. It is not a secret that a relationship needs to be based in trust in order to succeed, requires to put all "eggs" into one basket, and to work to keep them all in the basket and safe.
Friday, April 1, 2011
La Seguridad de lo conocido
Zillertal Arena, March 30th, 2011
Learning, Effort, and in Social Recognition
This fits too...
I have been here now for three days, and it feels like I have been here my entire life. In the past couple of months I started to really feel home in Germany, and in Köln, and to enjoy every minute in my appartment and in the city. And now, while sitting in Kenmore and watching the snow fall, I feel, again, at home.
Germany is a country where I fit. I know the language and, most of the time, know how to react and interpret the German culture. I have created a life in Köln, a life in which I have friends, in which I know where to go depending on what I want or need. I have created a life in which I know how to get to my friends' and coplleagues' places without depending on my navi, and in which I am also comfortable spending time on my own, goin for walks, etc. It took me almost two years to finally get to this stage, to get a routine, and mostly to stop feeling like a moron when I'm alone in the city. Now I can say Köln (and also Germany) fits: It's a place where I can see myself living in five or ten years, and enjoying it.
Boston has been and still is my favourite place on earth. It is the city I am trully in love with. I love being here, walking along the Charles river watching the boats and the Duck Tours, I love going to boston Common and just walking around (like we did yesterday with V. and L.). I also love seeing all the Red sox fans cheering for their team, regardless of the result (I still check online the results of the games), and in some ways I even love knowing I can't depend on Public Transportation (Check Green Line B and Bus 57).
In the three days I have been in Boston I have been walking around, meeting with friends I had not seen in years, laughing and being myself. I feel I am at home, and have felt like this since the plane landed. While I was at BU I sometimes felt out of place, but those moments were few, and always at times during I was overwhelmed.
In both Köln and Boston I am at home, I have friends who mean the world to me, and who I know care for me. In both cities I can live, be myself and feel comfortable with myself and my life. In both cities I know where to go, how to go from point A to point B, and I can speak the language.
This fits too. Boston fits too, and I can see myself living here in five or ten years, and loving it. Does it have to be either or? If I'm given a chance, I'll return to Beantown, but then it will not be an easy decision, because Boston fits, and Köln fits too.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Acronymary
Monday, February 21, 2011
Elefantes
Como una persona criada en una sociedad en la cual sólo lo externo cuenta
La verdad es que
Sé que el tema es políticamente incorrecto
Hoy
Dónde esta la frontera entre discrimanción y autodiscriminación? Soy mujer y como tal con mucha frecuencia quiero bajar de peso