Learning to Love: Illusion
Illusions (lat.: absence of light) glow from the reflection of wishful thinking, much as the moon, having no light of its own, reflects moonshine from the sun. They can be deceiving, oftentimes...
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Complexity, as its name implies is opportunity unraveled, flexed over, plicated, folded upon itself. It is potential, to be unfolded. That’s what I tell myself when things get tough and uncertainty...
View ArticleLearning to Love: Responsibility
Gloria Ornelas- My dear psychoanalyst always warned me: “If you want to care for your children, stop trying to ‘help them . AVOID HURTING THEM. Carry the responsibility for your own consequences;...
View ArticleLearning to Love: Keep Busy
Gloria Ornelas There are two types of people those who love and those who ‘think’ about loving..(guess which one I am?!!!). The first ‘act’; the second, ‘re-act’, ‘enact’, ‘subtract’…. Reverend...
View ArticleLearning to Love: Order
The popular aphorism, “Cleanliness y next to Godliness”, reminds us of the importance of counteracting the entropic tendency of everything going to chaos. We have to consciously, put effort into...
View ArticleLearning to Love: Families
Families are containers for re-latedness. To relate (lat.: re-again; latio-side/beat) is to re-establish contact from a different side; to re-establish timing to a re- newed ‘beat’. Both acceptions...
View ArticleLearning to Love: Meaning
In the beginning was the “Word”; the “Alpha” and “Omega”; the Idea…of God/Love. Then, there was the ‘receptor’ (lat.: re-again; capio/ere- capture); the container; the concept. If the first idea is...
View ArticleLearning to Love: Feedback
Does communication depend on the lover’s capacity to ‘send’ his message of love? Does it depend on the loved one’s capacity to ‘receive’? Is it the message of love, itself, that determines the quality...
View ArticleLearning to Love: My Birthday
With the poet Dylan Thomas on my Birthday..all I can say: It was my sixtieth year to heaven Woke to my hearing from Acapulco seas and neighbor bees As the turtles pooled and the NGO priested shore set...
View ArticleLearning to Love: Wishful Thinking
The other day I was stung by a scorpion…it must not have been very poisonous because I did not get an anaphylactic shock. It was about as big as the palm of my hand, black and very angry as it forked...
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