Father’s Pride


My father loved me so much that he had me on a pedestal. If I was uncomfortable with this, I was a bad daughter because who would not want to be loved so much that you were raised by virtue of that love above the ordinariness of humanity? There was no man good enough for... Continue Reading →

Quote Challenge – Day3: Tribute to Adi Da


Wonderful piece by the inspirational Marisse Lee of http://www.harping by a pixie com.WordPress.com

Save the best for last! Oh, of course, you know I would do just that. Why not, coconut? We want to really taste in our mouth all the pleasure we could get from that one last bite and so, we always save the best part of anything for last. That makes me wonder if it was Eve or Adam who took the last bite. Damn ancestors! Now, we are all suffering from their “original sin”. I mean, you know, they could have, at least, have had the goddamn maturity and common sense to consider the consequences of their action before taking that bite. Hey, there were oranges and pears and papaya in that paradise too…why do they have to mess with the apples?!?

Ooopppsssss…no, Adam and Eve are not my topic. Pardon, I am an old pixie and having trouble with the onset of dementia.

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A Day in Dementia


    You say goodbye a little each day. You bear with tantrums as you try to understand their world. You let yourself down every day and every day you swear to never again forget that she doesn't remember, that she doesn't know. You surprise yourself with tears of frustration because you cannot give more,... Continue Reading →

The Dictatorship of the Sheeple


  On Friday, 27th. October, 2017, the Catalonian government proclaimed its independence from Spain. This is not the first time it has happened. In fact, it is the fourth, after the 17th January 1641, 14th April, 1931 and October 6th, 1934. If you believe the Spanish media, this is a recent movement, caused by the... Continue Reading →

Strangers, Lies and Green Dogs


  Sometimes, the one who has the clearest view of what is happening inside a place is the outsider living within. The outsider is not quite sure of what they're seeing through that invisible, intangible glass sphere that surrounds them. It is a membrane that allows them to see, hear, taste and otherwise experience everything... Continue Reading →

#ArdeAsturias. Fire In Paradise


  We are burning. Our green paradise is slowly turning black under the fires that scar our landscapes and kill our wildlife. Yet many people will believe that this is inevitable and will not lay the blame squarely on the right shoulders. They'll go on about irresponsible farmers or hunters, but nobody cares to investigate... Continue Reading →

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