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1st year post year-end / ending the year

17 days ago that left Germany and after almost 3 years back to South America, my family and my friends and friends who are on this side of the world. I have so many things to write, that when he returns to Berlin, this trip deserves a long post, for now I can say I'm happy to somehow be in both worlds and I think the next time you return to Bolivia should not wait for nearly 3 years . so enjoy the company of my parents and the warmth of my friends, but I am also happy knowing that A. fermin and waiting for me.

this year brought me many good things, who knows what will the next, but whatever I feel like I can now walk with firmer step.

the night of 31 eperare the New Year with my parents, but would also be in A. and Fermin, with my friends and friends who are here and who are in other parts of the world; quisiera poder abrazarlos a todos y decirles cuanto los quiero y cuan feliz soy con la amistad que tenemos. por eso este post, este post es un abrazo enorme, gigante para todos a quienes llevo siempre cerca mio.

I left germany 17 days ago, and after almost 3 years I am back in bolivia. I have felt so much these past days that when I go back to Berlin, this trip deserves a long post.At the moment I can say that I am grateful and happy to be a able to have a bit of both worlds and that I  do not need to wait another 3 years to come back. I enjoy so much being with my parents and the warmth of my friends, but I am also extremely happy knowing tha A. and fermin are waiting for me.

this Many Good Things Brought year to my life, Who Knows What next year will bring, But whatever it is, I will walk with a firm step.

tonight I will Receive the new year with My Parents But I wish I could Also be with all my friends Who are here and with Those Who are celebrating in other cities around the globe. I wish I could hug them all and tell Them how much I love them and how happy I am HAVING Their friendship. THEREFORE this post is a big, giant hug for all of Those Who I love.

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From the Association of Requena Jacobea want to convey to all of you who follow our blog our most cherished Congratulations on this day. The next year 2011 bring to our roads as many pilgrims as enthusiasm and hard work put on them.
good way! Ultreia et Suseia!

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december / December

December 1st dawned all white, as it would snow on the night of overnight change the world. When he left home at 6:30 in the morning to walk Fermin, thought I had changed the street or something, we suddenly sink into the snow, at this hour the snow was still intact. snow muffles sounds, everything looks brighter and more silent. Today the church next door opened as part of the Christmas market, inviting coffee and pastries, if you believe in God afiliaria me to this church. had accommodated the room with white tables, pine branches, oranges and candles. Christmas market was because we were not crowded at midday estuvimo in the park where Fermin ran like crazy in the snow and played with a husky cub. Not much else to tell. within 10 days travel.

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When I woke up on December 1 the world Had Turned white. As I Took Fermin out  at 6:30 am for his daily walk I thought I had been transported somewhere else. The snow was still untouched, amazingly white and shining, snow muffles sound  so the world in my street seemed still and so quiet. it was beautiful. today the small church next door opened its doors for coffee and cake, if I would believe in god I would affiliate to this church; the white tables were decorated with pine branches, oranges and candles , it was simple and cozy. At noon we went with Fermin to the park, he runned and played with a husky pup. not much else to tell. in 10 days I´ll be on a plane.

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fear / fear

In a few weeks I´ll be crossing the ocean to visit my parents, I´ll be crossing the ocean in an airplane of course. Which I am terrified of. I do not like flying, I dread even the moment of buying the ticket, and I am already nervous and anxious about something that will happen in 3 weeks; and when I am really in the plane it will be even worst. To me, flying in a ton heavy metal thing is the most unnatural of things, it is not right.I feel claustrophobic, I feel I have no control at all - my life is at mercy of chain of people whom I just hope are doing their job well - . I am aware of the slightest change within the plane, sound, movement etc., I look at the stewardess´ faces to see if they look calm, I am even afraid to flush the toilett (I do it, but always imagining something horrible might happen). Why did humans decided to invest their time and energy in inventing airplanes instead of doing better ships, or trains. My dream is a bridge crossing the atlantic ocean and a nice comfortable train gliding on it (the bridge over the water, not a tunnel under the water please!) I know ships can sink, trains can be derailed, but still I am on the ground. On the other hand I hate this paralyzing fear , which is getting worst as the years past. What I am afraid of really? of losing control, possibly, of dying - the thought of never seeing my loved ones again-, specially now that I feel happy and content; yes this is one of my greatest fears. In this moment I miss being a religious person, I have no belief in any form of after life, heavens or anything of the sorts, so yes, death scares me horribly and by flying I feel that my chances of dying increase. And I have no idea how to control this fear, before on longer flights I took tranquilizers which did not really help beacuse I just became slow but the fear was still ringing at the back of my head. In the plane I can´t read, I can´t concentrate on a film, I can´t listen to music, let alone sleep. So I just suffer as long as the plane is up in the air. On one side I feel so happy about seeing My Parents and friends, But this feeling is clouded by the dread of the 12 hours I'll Have to spend in the plane.

the drawings I did A Few weeks ago for a group exhibition

In a weeks I will cross the ocean to visit my family, of course I'll go by plane. I have terrified of airplanes. I do not like flying, my ordeal begins even from the time in which buy the ticket and early and I'm anxious, nervous and as we approach the day is worse and not to mention the time when I'll be on the plane. for my flight in a metal machine that weighs tons is the most unusual thing in the world, not right. I feel claustrophobic, and my life is in the hands of a group of people I hope those who have done their job. when I'm on the plane I am aware of the slightest noise and movement, I am aware of the faces or hostess to see if they are calm or scared, terrified me eventually the water in the bathroom (note that if I do but thinking this trivial act, the plane will fall). Because humans are spending time and energy occurred in inventing airplanes, why not improve the boats and trains? my dream is a bridge across the Atlantic yun comfortable train that Deliz on, that if it would be a trip! I know it may sink ships and trains derailed, but even so one is on earth (ok, or water). On the other hand I do not like to have this paralyzing fear which increases with age, but not to do to not have it. A fear that I have really? not to be in control of the situation, if, to die and not be more with the people masters, absolutely. I'm not a religious person, in my moments of fear I would like to be. in three weeks I expect 12-hour flight, the first part, and then scale another 5 or 6 hours, hours that I can not read, listen to music or watch the movie, hours of absolute terror.

drawings I made a few weeks ago for a group exhibition.

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reading / reading what remains ....

At 4:30 pm it gets dark and the trees are now almost bare, but it is still autumn, and today there was sun and light in this time of year when there is none. A few weeks ago I discovered the persimmon, or kaki, a fruit that tastes like all the fruits together and sweet, sweet, all my breakfast one day. drawing today in honor of this. Today

finished reading The Philosopher and the Wolf, Mark Rowlands. Even I can not put many plabra to this reading, because I get a lump in my throat. Rowlands is a contemporary philosopher who bought the early nineties a wolf cub 6 weeks and lived together for 11 years. The book tells what he learned of Brenin Rowlands, the wolf, but in reality the book is a reflection on what makes us human (we are not very good standing), about love, death and life. It is a tremendously moving book. And although today we finished reading, I will leave my bedside table, because it's the books I want to be around and reread in a bit.

Already At 4:30 pm is dark and the trees Are Practically naked, But it is still autumn, and today it WAS sunny. the light, When There Is, at this time of the year is superb. A Few weeks ago I rediscovered the persimmon, or kaki, a fruit that tastes like all fruits put together and it´s sweet sweet. everyday now I am eating one for breakfast; today´s drawing: a persimmon, therefore.

I just finished reading The Philosopher and the Wolf  by Mark Rowlands. I still have no words for it, because somehow a knot in my throat forms. The book is the story of what Rowlands, a contemporary philosopher, learned from his wolf Brenin. But the book is not so much about the 11 years they spent together, but it is more a reflection about what makes us human, about life, death, love. The book is utterly moving. I need to let it sink, and then porbably re read it in parts.

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the remainder of the fall, what remains of memories, as if we left crumbs of bread to remind us of the way you came but the wind takes them, and autumn leaves that the wind blows, the floats and then fall desordenamante. it is as if the memories were so often in the head, messy, or is it a mess and makes wind down creating new random patterns. It also seems that as we age we remember most things that were more guarded, and forget things immediate or long ago. I can hardly remember the names of the characters of Harry Potter for example, but I remember things from my childhood. Yesterday I saw the film Persepolis made from Marjane Satrapi's books, but had already read the books I wanted, for some time, watch the movie and I loved it as much as the books, but at the same time made me even more sad moments and cry, cry a lot. the relationship you have with your grandmother, there are pictures as beautiful as when it tells us that every night the grandmother floated undressing jasmine flowers which was placed inside the bra. and his grandfather and uncles communists. I thought a lot about my grandfather. one thing was what happened in the former Soviet Union and Eastern Europe and another thing the old communist utopia before, who were just in countries where communists being communists was a crime, a bad word. these men and women had their life and heart into a utopia of which were convinced that it would be for a better world. My grandfather was a good man, upright, died and fallen after the berlin wall and never asked what he thought of all that, perhaps more so because it would have maybe a little heart broken to see what had become everything in which he believed. I think there is a huge difference between those who were Communists out of communist countries and the agent to whom he lived in them. who lived in communist countries have not lived a dream that also cost them jail, exile and sometimes life. so sometimes when I see a hammer and sickle or a picture of Marx I have mixed feelings because first of all I think of my grandfather and not on what systems were called communists. here in Europe can not really explain this, but I saw so clearly reflected in Persepolis, the children in the 70's and the illusion they had the greatest time for a better world was possible.

At the Beginning of this blog I wrote the texts in Inglés and English, now I translate less and less and I apologize to Those Who Do Not speak English. There Are Some Things, memories, That Are Just To Be Written in one language, as this post Above. as a small resume: it has to do with the film Persepolis and how it made me remember my grandfather, and the random Appearances of memories

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weddings / weddings

Weddings...german style of course. In general I think weddings are not the most fun or exciting events, unless you are a really close friend of the bride or the groom and unless , of course, you are the one getting married. (my wedding for me was lots of fun). yesterday two friends, whom we haven´t met so long ago, invited us to their wedding. they are very very nice people, very relaxed and not stiff at all. so there we went, A. looked handsome, I realized that at 41 a bit of makeup does wonders and I got to wear some high heels. Of course we did not know any one at the party,  and for me that was already a sign for not having too much expectations about having fun. champagne at the beginning, snacks, a nice idea about each guest painting a piece of a picture in a canvas, nice words from the groom and then dinner time. so we sat at our places, there were a couple of large tables with assigned seats, everyone acknowledged each other´s prescence by saying polite hellos and that was it. we tried, specially A., really hard to make conversation with a couple sitting near us, they were nice but after sometime we just gave up, we asked things, we commented on things but they just gave polite answers (in a very relaxed german way) but never ever asked anything in return, so after some minutes any theme that was spoken about was closed. the other woman sitting at A. ´s side just stared blankly into space the whole time, just to make sure that she was not to be spoken to (and she was one of the organizers of the "fun stuff") and the other man sitting at my other side just said to me that the soup tasted good and spoke no more. and so it was a long table of people talking to themselves or to the person next to them - only, when and if, they knew each other. after sitting there for, like ever, I just felt my frustration rising and realized that I have no interest whatsoever in making contact with german people anymore, I give up, I am tired of them, I do not want to turn like them, they are just incapable of making small talk, or being aware of the basics of politeness, in general they have absolutely no idea how to deal with people. a typical german argment when comfronted with this fact is: "yes we are bit stiff, but ah!, we are very direct, therefore very honest and for us there are no frivolous acquaintances, we gor fo real deep friendship" (they forget to mention that they have very few friends and this frienship process will lasts years). I know these are all cultural differences and  one must respect differences and so on and so on; but would it hurt them too much if they would soften up a tiny little bit? germans, I have noticed are terrified of being categorized as frivolous, and for them politeness and small talk are the quintessence of frivolity. but really, the next german person that comes to me with the argument of how direct and deep they are, I will slap his or her face!! I want to sit at a table where strangers, just for the sake of having a relaxed atmosphere and a bit of fun, make small, unimportant, frivolous conversation. I would like people to answer normally in a polite way and not barking, and I would like to be around people who have a bit of  an idea of the concept of flexibility. so to end the story, for coffee time we got to move out of our seats, went to another table that was empty, A. drank a lot of coffee and I , in frustration, ate 2 and half desserts, and then we went home.

I know that I have made a lot of posts complaining about the germans, I apologize (no to the germans, but to some friends who are german or have german origins) to whoever reads these posts and just to make things straight, it is true I am married to a german, and although A. is very german in many things, I love him. the next post I will make a list of things why I like living here despite the emotional clumsiness of its inhabitants. because the irony of it all is that I am quite content with my life here.

no drawings today, just some photos of Rügen.

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sea / at the sea

We just arrived after 5 days on one of our favorite places, the island Rügen. We stayed in a small city there which has a small harbor and a vast area of forest which raises in cliffs above the sea. I love this place, the possibility of a small city with its fishermen culture, beautiful architecture where the wooden balconies of the houses resemble lace work, a rugged coast and a forest which in autumn is just like walking into a medieval fairy tale. wonderful days, I walked by the beach at sunrise with Fermin and during the day we made extensive walks through the woods or along the beach visiting other small towns. in the evenings I relaxed with a book.

for many years I always saw myself as a city person, I guess I am But Lately I am more and more inclined to nature, to quietness, silent, and water. At Some point A. and I will leave Berlin for a more quiet place, or at least we hope That. for the moment we will wait for spring to go back to Rügen.

I made only 2 and half drawings, with markers, although this island Deserves subtle watercolors.

just got back from a 5 day trip to one of my favorite places, the island Rügen. were in a small town which has a small harbor, fishermen, rocky beaches and forests that stand on cliffs overlooking the sea, the houses have wooden balconies seem made of lace. the streets are narrow, stone, up and down and are connected by stairs, people outside the home makes sculptures home with stones and logs instead shaped by the wind and the sea. at night there is only silence and the waves are calm. in the morning I woke up to see sunrise on the beach during the day we walk through forests and beaches, small towns and seeing the sold-out nights of walking legs, a book. All in

always a city person but every time I pulled over the quiet of nature, I want to be surrounded by greenery and water. someday A. and I want to leave Berlin to go to some small town near the sea or beside a lake and surrounding woods. someday. wait for spring time to return to Rügen.

did 2 drawings and half-scores, although this island is worth more than the subtlety of watercolors.

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bikes are for fall / autumn

I like the word Autumn Fall INSTEAD OF , and I Have Said it Before That Autumn is my favorite season, ok maybe not all Autumn, pero at least October while the leaves change colors and all is a mixture of greens, yellows, reds, purples and warm browns. Some days are sunny and the light is incredibly clear and pristine and some days, like today, it is gray and rainy but I still like it. Last weekend I went bike riding Saturday and Sunday. Saturday 20 km. around a lake, through the woods and Sunday around 10 km. through fields to a town north of Berlin. I have discovered here how much I like bike riding. It relaxes me, it gives me a feeling of freedom and it´s movement! once I would like to make a long bike trip; I´ll train slowly for it. I am writing again in English because some of my friends who follow this blog do not speak English (although my English is not what it used to be, thanks to my German, and English grammar was never my forte, so I am starting to think I´ll be partly illiterate in 3 languages). Writing about languages, I want to learn another language, besides German that is, ( I am still going to German courses, but I guess that by now its because I feel insecure without a course). But I have been thinking about learning Italian or Serbo- Croatian. It doesn´t matter how useful it could be to learn any of them, but it is just for the pleasure of it. Some time ago I read that learning languages is a great brain gymnastic, so already thinking about posponing senility. I have noticed that since I turned 40 I have started to feel my body, it aches, it feels stiff if I do not move, so I who never did much exercise before, now I am doing yoga every morning, once a week doing water aerobics, once a week swimming, once a week doing oriental dance and when possible biking on the weekends. And it feels good.

Two movies I saw this week: Mr. Nobody which I really, really liked. Beautiful. And Whatever works , by Woody Allen, I enjoyed it, it was like seeing the good old Woody Allen again (after Vicky Cristina Barcelona which I absolutely disliked)

I have a love and hate relation with watercolors, I love them but I do not know how to use them really.

this is a photo from the watercolor box, these kind of beautiful layers I would like to achieve on paper!

and These Are Normally the results, opaque and kind of boring

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bicycles Are for drawings, photos ...

I finally feel something after I post 2 weeks! but last Friday I sat down to play around with watercolors and good reason to write something. A. Today, Fermin and I went to a small town on the outskirts of Berlin, a city dating from the Middle Ages and its old part, original is in a tiny island in a very large lake. if we did not have many expectations in place, but we liked a lot, narrow streets, pastel houses, cafes, walking along the lake, an old mill, and to return and stay a weekend, are also in this post some pictures of the ride today. we're in the middle of autumn, between 7 and 10 ° C, and the trees are putting Yellow, purple, red, orange. A couple of days I was thinking that this fall brings some winds of change or a hope of change: my friends M and R are left in the country where they are intended to work, start a new stage, I think, to move into a house in outside the city, my friend P. will know on Monday whether to emigrate to Canada, my friends will Fy L uan of Canada with one-way ticket south, my friend C is showing his artwork in biennials and taking galeiras excellent reviews in the end .. the list goes on ... and I work is very interesting, but sometimes I feel uncertain in the sense that it is not clear yet which way to take the project, meeting people and learning to move in a work environment where the codes are totally unrelated for me. but in any case I'm on the way in which a year ago I wanted to be.

the bridge into the island

a street Werder

the blue window, an uncommon color for Germany

entrance to a fish smoker

and fall

what we ate, salmon on pumpernickel with the dijon butter and cheese with dill

and now the pictures ..

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The tree leaves begin to turn yellow, some vines turn red, purple shrubs, and so began the fall with a light wind and pristine. is the time that I like, brings a certain melancholy of a summer that is gone and the anticipation of life inward forcing the winter.

Tonight, in Santa Cruz, I will make my father a tribute to his intellectual work and to Santa Cruz. As would be there. from here I am filled with pride. congrats daddy! I'm happy being a daughter of my parents.

The past weekend I bought a blue enameled iron pot, blue. weighs heavily, but there are wonderful kitchen. Saturday cook a venison stew.

saw with A. recently a Bosnian film "na Putu / On the Path", sorry.

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NO WAY WITHOUT THE LEGEND




As you may know the reading and the search for authoritative information is the foundation of our road. We are not inventing anything, we are re-discovering a route that was very busy time ago to go to Compostela (and of course it is not medieval, is modern, because its peak was in the XV and XVI). The population to which we refer is Siete Aguas, the pre-Requena on the road from Valencia to Santiago. Requena was annexed to Valencia in 1850 approx, before we were province of Cuenca, which meant that "the door of the Kingdom (Valencia)" was Siete Aguas. The people lived doomed to commuter service and pilgrims on the Camino Real from Valencia to Toledo. There was a large hospital (Spital for poor patients, bystanders and strangers ") that lasted until 1830, which is referred to several pastoral visits, listing her dowry of beds, linen, land, etc. This was an important fact. But we lacked the users, pilgrims who pass through here on their way. Siete Aguas
was venerated in a Christ of the Afflicted that burned in the Civil War. It was considered the beginning of s. XV, although there was no record of his own. It was called "Crocificio" or "Holy Christ" until in 1852 the priest convened a consultation to give an invocation, out of the Afflicted. The popular legend of his arrival at Seven Water is the element that gave us all we need. I copy / hit the book "Seven Waters and things" Jose M ª Corbin Carbó:

" In the early fifteenth century, when the greater the movement of pilgrims to Compostela passed through our village, came to this hospital two young people seem to foreigners, who walk their way to visit the tomb of Santiago. They stayed there for several days and disappeared leaving the room they occupied
the magnificent Crocificio.
much fun as people assembled in the happy event and when the justices were concerned with the priest's fate had to give that image appeared so strangely, emissaries arrived Conde de Urgel, then lord of the Barony, which had heard of the miracle, to be delivered to the image and brought to his residence in Castle Buñol. Produced outrage in the town of Urgel layout, but, fearing the anger of the Lord is prepared to obey it, but soon tried to dissuade him, for which authorities declined to Buñol
Seven-Water to meet with the Count.
counting continues the tradition that Don Jaime de Urgel wanted to come in person to admire the sea and marvel as beautiful as they enter the hospital and see the magnificent picture was so charmed neglecting her that the reasons of his subjects were arranged in a mule loaded his entourage and transported to the Castle of Buñol to be placed in its chapel.
Between the sobs of religious people is available from the entourage escorting the mule that carried so precious cargo, but the cries became successful admiration at seeing the quadruped was not a step forward despite the onslaught of spanking and Mulatero . Finally pulled the mule, but to the crowd, and hastily made his way and could not be achieved continued up to the Arc de Candilejo,
stopped. Again he wanted to take the animal to Buñol and stubbornly opposed, not allowing the door to be moved of the Church, where he was, until the holy image was downloaded, and viewed as a great miracle by the Earl, decided will stay between us. "
Like all legends, have some truth. It is clear that I will not go to Christ on his back (the bag and pay for my sins), but we are two pilgrims, regulars at that time by the people who brought you, is what gives overtones of reality for the people, and it provided a plausible explanation for the appearance of Christ.
and nothing else, all these data are taken from that book, full of citations to documents in the Archive Parish of Seven Waters and the belongings of Valencia, some missing in 1936 but all testable. "Pilgrims to Santiago Siete Aguas? Well then it must follow Requena, Cuenca, Villaconejos, Atienza, etc. "He who has ears to hear." A hug

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New Jacobean findings

is true that when you least expect it appears where you had never set a Jacobean reason that becomes clear the important traffic of pilgrims who passed through the land route to Santiago, in this case is a scallop on a stone sillar the neighborhood of the town

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After this long period of inactivity on the Blog, summer vacations are for that, to rest, back up the work to keep you informed of everything that comes in this little piece of the Camino de Santiago, good bit is to put in some form since from Valencia to Monteagudo de las Salinas is about 170 km

As I said the James Day was a total success of participation met around 25 pilgrims to somehow honor Santiago in the best possible way, and was to conduct a 14-km stretch of road to the nearby city of Utiel. It was a casual morning and that apart from cross it, including lunch, will take the opportunity to review some signs, we thank all who participated and we call on all future occasions to participate in the acts let's go by.





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