The fear of letting go.

The attachments we form throughout our lives are hard to sever. Some we must keep, some we must let go of, but try as we might we can’t, at least emotionally. Letting go of someone is loss, and loss is one of the most difficult tasks our brain doesn’t seem very well equipped to handle. 

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Change: the dread of the unknown.

We like our routines, they ground us, as boring as they might become at some point. They keep our lives neatly balanced. We know what to expect, we know the territory. Suddenly change springs and throws us off kilter. Some of us dread change because of the unknown territory and feel disoriented when our neat […]

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Words that kill you softly.

There are words uttered with the best of intentions, yet for some, those words are on our black list. Words that kill us softly because of our own interpretation. If there is an adjective I dislike being referred to by is: “You are so sweet,” in Spanish: “Eres un cielo.” It kills me! I have […]

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Your canvas, your life.

    Life is an empty canvas we paint as we go. Some of us are better painters than others, yet we still have to get on with the picture. We choose the landscape to set the images, the colors, the storms, the wreckage. We can improve the picture or just let it be and […]

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Esa paz, esa paz…

“¿Y para eso has pagado a un médico? Eso te lo podría haber dicho yo gratis, que siempre que hablamos acabamos abriendo mil temas sin terminar ninguno porque a ti se te va la bola”. Así era. Aunque supiera lo que le pasaba prefería que un loquero se lo diagnosticara, no para cambiar nada, sino […]

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Los residuos…

Se hizo todo de mala manera, algunas cosas a medias y otras al completo. Lo peor quedó; la tristeza y la rabia. Quedan los residuos que no se pueden reciclar. ¿Qué hacer con esa basura que se queda en el alma y no se olvida?

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