Opening our eyes entails responsibilities and sacrifices whose costs are higher than living in «stupidity», ignorance, and a world of placebo effects. Some things stop being interesting, and some friends and contexts do too. You begin to choose different things, you become more aware of where you place your energy, and you grow more selective. Everyday habits, automatisms, and routines change. You make choices again; you take new paths. Those choices are not easy, but somet

Almost always, the most wonderful things are made by small people in small places who, trembling with fear down to their very marrow, decide to step out of their own patterns and choose, with great courage, to make brave decisions. Story of the inner child. Yesterday, for the first time, I read something of my own out loud in front of more than 4 people, and the challenging part wasn’t reading something I had written, but doing it in front of 50 people, with a huge spotlight

The anguish of not knowing has tormented me for a long time. I have felt too flawed, too alone, too mistaken, too lost, and all that multiplied by a thousand, for many years. It was only in India that I began to see that there are many “others” who have the same questions. That there are many others who have also stepped outside the parameters of what we interpret as “normality,” who have explored other paths, who have felt disillusioned, who have been frustrated too, and who

I didn’t want to leave this paradise. Sometimes it happens while traveling. When we feel comfortable, it’s hard to move on. “Comfort” in...

Learnings are curious things. The greatest lessons don’t come dressed as lessons. They usually disguise themselves as challenges,...

It had been three months since I arrived in Dharamsala. My visa was about to expire, and I had to leave India soon. I had tried many...

I woke up at 6 am, it was still dark. I grabbed my mala —my Buddhist rosary—and an old radio that would allow me to listen to the Dalai...

I got food poisoning four times in India and three more times in Asia, with hospitals, antibiotics, feelings of near-death, and...

My dad was a hippie. I don't know how it happened but ever since I’ve been aware enough to perceive it, he started to transgress. He...

I found myself thinking about you the other day. Actually, what I discovered was that I hadn't thought about you in a long time and that...

A few days ago, I visited the temporary little home of a traveler friend. Sarah had come from Delhi to the mountains of Dharamshala,...

Look at the importance of the best of YOUR OWN VOICE coming from the outside, in the form of letters or images. For when, from within, we...

When I was 10 years old, I used to transcribe stories from books onto the computer. Computers were just starting to appear; it was the...

I love the mysteries of the Universe, they give me energy. Sometimes, what we search for so much arrives when we stop looking for it....

They placed some bricks in the inner courtyard, forming a square. On top of that, sand and wooden planks were arranged to build the fire....

They tried to put us in boxes of every possible shape and size. From every century, with different names and different mottos, with...

The art of appreciating beauty hides within the simplest atoms of everything around us.Close your eyes. Take 10 seconds to be...

Alex is the breakfast cook at the hotel where I work some mornings.The first day I met her, she gave me a container of gnocchi with cream...

~ Moments intercalated in time ~ And then there are those days. Those that have no magic. Those that ask us to endure. Those in which...

Sometimes we cry, we get depressed and we wish we were more normal. Other days we find the courage of the revolution and we spit in the...