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Mas La Plana (Santa Maria d'Oló, Spain), May 2017 Who am I? Easy question, automatic answer: It’s me. Follow up: Who is that “me”? And the answer slides away, slippery even to the thought. I am a philologist, a translator, a teacher; I am a son a brother, a father; I am a man, a person, a soul. Big words, deceitful polysyllables, just shielding someone away who is just playing with words and sounds. Someone who aims to create small universes in which, gracious and lite, a soul can fly without constrictions, content and free.

Neckarrems (Germany), November 2016 Leaves are falling, the traveler curls up in the shelter, a retreat sets on which announces the arrival of winter. Release: what has been through the year, what you got attached to, becomes distant, unnecessary. Excesses of summerly ease start unstoppable to fall apart, you just keep those precious gemstones from which you will never want to be pried away. Once again you get ready for a winter’s rest. You sow the seeds of the crop that will move your heart when wintry iciness at last gives birth to new life in the spring. Earthy colors of autumn to come, omen of life, balance of the soul.

Huerta (Salamanca, Spain), September 2017 Let it go, let your sorrows go away, things that weigh you down shall not tie your wings. Let go of all that is stopping you from being you, of everything you cherished, but do not need anymore. Let yourself soar riding on the waves of life unchained, play the game of happiness until a time comes when the game becomes yourself. Let us get ready to sow the seeds of a future so bright that you can hardly see. Let life be life, enjoying every little bit of adventure every tiny bit of time you can spend with your loved ones. And, above everything around you, let always the Light of Destiny guide you safe through the day.

Gredos (Ávila, Spain), January 2006 Unnoticed, unconscious of before, suddenly running from rocks pure and crystalline, vital and fresh. Unconcerned, without warning nor advice, merrily dancing unstoppable starting the path, swift and chaotic, happy and carefree. Unafraid, without warning nor advice, embracing rocks along the way, sharing its essence going by lavish and fruitful, vibrant and fertile. Unnoticed, without fear, nor warning, nor advice, conscious, but without a worry entrusting itself at last pure and crystalline, vital and fresh to a peacefully cocooning sea which will steal it away from solitude.

Villanueva de Jiloca (Zaragoza), August 2012 Be responsible, be a role model. be brave, be reliable, be a man of your word. Core values instilled by loving parents, core values made to be a framework while growing up, while living as a kid, core values that shied away the child in you. Unnoticed, discretely the child in you hid away, his gentle playful soul got lost in the innermost depths of your mind, of your soul. Then the time struck of real adulthood, and you missed him terribly, the child that is in you, the child that is you: The quest started with a bang. You looked for and did find him: hidden away, alone, feeling abandoned after being neglected for so long; angry, whining, pouting, throwing at you a broadside of bottled up tantrums, refusing to go with you. Both hiccupping after a while, the responsible, reliable adult you are and the hurt child in you, you cradle him in your arms and whisper gently an eternal vow that brings back the peace you have been missin...

Saarschleife, Mettlach (Saarland, Germany), August 2017 Challenges, people helping you, travel companions coming and going, achievements, learning experiences which form my being, which let my world have a meaning. And whenever your energy fades, whenever your drive threatens to decline, whenever you notice the voids in your life more than anything else you have done, don’t let yourself sink in the swamp of despair and, to keep on going with a smile, think of the promise you made a long time ago: Even with wrinkled skin and silver hair, probably a wise old man, I will love every single day of my life the child who lives within myself.

Mas La Plana, Santa Maria d'Oló (Barcelona), September 2017 Flooded by an energy you did not even know existed, feeling happy, complete. Overwhelmed by a feeling of despair, by the void left in your heart, by the absence in the car, at home. At a home, which feels now emptier than you ever imagined; learning to cope with an absence that, although short, feels like a loss. A sudden breeze of light unknown, of air so fresh, improving, refreshing, feeling suddenly like home, vanishing after just a little time. And being aware that sooner than now seems imaginable the gentle wind will be back, you learn to cope, to turn despair into hope, to turn missing into looking forward to, to turn blue into bright green.