John Mc Cain

Standing in a light-filled atrium at the University of Denver, McCain is espousing his vision for America's future relations with the world. He speaks of a 'common vision' among nations. 'I want us to rise to the challenges of our time, as generations before us rose to theirs,' he says. He addresses the audience as... Leer más →



The speaker is Death There was a merchant in Bagdad who sent his servant to market to buy provisions and in a little while the servant came back, white and trembling, and said, Master, just now when I was in the marketplace I was jostled by a woman in the crowd and when I turned... Leer más →


“Love always makes one nervous There are reasons why it makes one nervous. It comes from the unconscious, and all your capacities are in the conscious; all your skill, all your knowledge, is in the conscious. Love comes from the unconscious and you don’t know how to cope with it, what to do with it,... Leer más →

Core Values and Passion

It’s quite common to feel ambitious for success, without having a clue about what you want to do. Sometimes, you are convinced that, if only you could find the right path, there would be no stopping for you ......  That is a good start, like identify what matters to you the most

Mirando hacia el interior

There are two kinds of seekers who become interested in truth. The first type is only a seeker for knowledge. This second type is authentically the seeker for truth. One starts looking for adding knowledge only: he may become a great intellectual, he may become a giant, but inside there will be darkness. All his light... Leer más →

El Miedo

"I must say a word about fear. It is life's only true opponent. Only fear can defeat life. It is a clever, treacherous adversary, how well I know. It has no decency, respects no law or convention, shows no mercy. It goes for your weakest spot, which it finds with unnerving ease. It begins in... Leer más →

Empezando a escribir

No sé porqué escribir está relacionado con la noche, pero de seguro que lo está, es fácil entender a la noche como el momento en que el bullicio de la calle se calma, cuando estás solo contigo mismo, en esos momentos en que tus demonios empiezan a salir, me parece extraño que no ocurra con... Leer más →

Lazos de Familia

Mi madre ha llamado hace unas horas. Por el tono de su voz es fácil imaginar que necesita conversar de algo conmigo o con alguien. Me pregunta amablemente si tengo algo de tiempo libre. Yo amablemente le contesto que si; aunque de hecho, da la impresión de que no tengo ese tiempo, pues he estado... Leer más →

El Viaje

“You don´t become a rock star unless you´ve got something missing somewhere. That is obvious to me. If you were of a sound mind or a more complete person. You could feel normal without 70,000 people a night screaming their love for you. Blaise Pascal called it the God-shaped hole. Everyone´s got one but some... Leer más →

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