Creation of Man by Michelangelo (1508 - 1512)
News? Not many, since my last post. Freddy G. is still with us. Gonçalo is finally coming back this weekend and Freddy is, no doubt, counting the minutes to go home; We all will be glad when this happens, he is bored stiff. Sandy and I have been wondering if she and I are THAT boring or, he has too high expectations about life.
Since we saw the film Pina three weeks ago, Sandy and I have altered our morning routine.
We used to have breakfast in front of the TV and watch the morning news over a cup of coffee and a French croissant but not any more. There is too much Gloom in the news. Mirages In Unexpected Corners. Smoke Screens. Distortions galore. Half truths. Hidden Agendas. And now an (almost daily) Popularity poll ..... zzzzzzzzzzz (sleep) of unpopular people. Plus the Impending Crisis and lots of Trivia presented as News. Sandy calls them 'mews'.
Things have got to a point where we can no longer tell what is real and what is not, what is news and what isn't. We need to have a break.
So, now, we dance. And why not? Pina is our role model.
We apply a simple principle:
express yourself now, find the meaning later.
It's like the banks (buy it now, pay it back later) The difference is that I am prepared to share the know how with you for free, whereas the banks would charge you a fee.
The way things are going you never know when you may feel the need to dance, so it may be a good idea to keep reading; I wonder sometimes if we may all end up dancing in our living rooms. I hope not.
So here it is,
The way things are going you never know when you may feel the need to dance, so it may be a good idea to keep reading; I wonder sometimes if we may all end up dancing in our living rooms. I hope not.
So here it is,
THE POWER OF DANCE
It works like this: When Fate brings something into your life you must accept it, (no resistance) and, this is the important part, you have to transform it. Remember: Passivity in the acceptance, Activity in the transformation. Give it a go. Keep reading.
Now, follow these simple steps:
- Close your eyes.
- Randomly pick a CD from your collection (mine is huge); an ipod is also a possibility.
- Put the CD on the CD-player (with your eyes closed, mind your step).
- Wait (You don't know which music it is going to be; you may feel mild exhilaration).
- Start dancing as soon as the music fills the room.
- Dance for twenty minutes (freely, with total insouciance).
- Stop dancing when the music ceases.
- After a drink and some rest, try to find the meaning (if you can).
Sandy and I often find that there is no meaning at all.
Yesterday we had a ball (so to speak) with Marlene Dietrich's superb version of Lili Marlene (a song that made the femme fatale grow in me and the chatte fatale in Sandy). We both ended up with a cigarette (unlit, of course) on our lips.
Two days ago we danced to another old-time tune: Old MacDonald had a farm; here we had the opportunity of giving free rein to our inner child; the one that (according to some mind gurus) lives inside all of us.What we love of this method is that we don't know what or how we are going to dance and, most important, WHAT dancing will do to us. Some days we end up feeling extraordinarily happy, others not so happy, some days we may even feel sad. It is a Happy Sad feeling though, not the Sad Sad feeling we get with the news.
THE ENIGMA
There is an enigma however that keeps turning in my head, that is bothering me. On Monday I picked a CD that I don't own and I would never own, even if it was given to me as a present. Where did it come from? Who put it in my collection? I don't know. Unfortunately, Sandy and I had to dance for Twenty (twenty looooong) minutes to the cheery sentimental sugary tunes of André Rieu. That was hard going, let me tell you, at least for me. I hate this kind of music. Fate played a bad joke on me that day for sure.
And while we dance, Freddy G. is counting the minutes to Gonçalo's return while playing with his Portuguese rosary; he goes, bead by bead, (a bead a second) round and round the rosary. It's an obsessive routine that worries me so I will be relieved when he goes home, when Gonçalo returns from wherever he is and whatever he might be doing. Here is another enigma.
Well, that is all for now. It's Sandy's turn with some thoughts about wealth, that hot topic. Until next time
Matilda
HOLA amigos y amigas (de todas las edades): Desde la antigüedad los gatos hemos estado cerca del poder, que es lo mismo que decir cerca de la riqueza y del glamour. Basta sólo con observar al animal que la bella emperatriz egipcia Cleopatra eligió para pasar a la posteridad: "no podía ser de otra manera". Incluso creo que se parece a mi.
Los gatos en el antiguo Egipto éramos considerados animales sagrados. Si un gato sufría malos tratos, el maltratador podía incluso ser condenado a muerte. Desafortunadamente las cosas ya no son así.
LA QUIMERA DEL ORO ES ETERNA Y UNIVERSAL
Desde pequeños estamos familiarizados con los conceptos de 'riqueza' y 'pobreza' sin embargo ignoramos muchas cosas sobre su origen.
No sabemos quién fue el primer humano que se hizo rico, ni sabemos cómo surgió la primera fortuna de la humanidad.
Desde luego no fue así.Es sin duda una historia perdida en la noche de los tiempos, aunque en la Biblia ya se reconocía ya la existencia de ricos y pobres.
Aunque la jaula sea de oro, no deja de ser prisión
A un perro que tiene dinero se le llama 'señor perro' Proverbio árabe
Las frutas por la mañana son oro, al mediodía plata y por la noche matan.
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Dos andares tiene el dinero, viene despacio y se va ligero
Los libros ¡cuánto enseñan! pero el oro ¿cuánto alegra!
"Los avaros son como las abejas, trabajan como si fueran a vivir eternamente".
Demócrito de Abdera.
Cuando el dinero habla, la verdad calla.(Proverbio chino)
Regla de oro: dejar una imagen incompleta de sí mismo.
Emil Michel Cioran, escritor francés
"Mi sueño es el de Picasso: tener mucho dinero para vivir tranquilo como los pobres"
Fernando Savater, filósofo español
El amor es deseable. El dinero es absolutamente indispensable.
Jane Austen, escritora inglesa
Woody Allen
Para el Sabio no existe la riqueza. Para el Virtuoso no existe el poder. Y para el Poderoso no existen ni el Sabio ni el Virtuoso.
Roberto Fontanarrosa, dibujante y escritor argentino
Si no se tienen elevados sentimientos, la riqueza pondrá de relieve la vulgar grosería y la odiosa bajeza.Angel Ganivet, escritor español
El hombre instruido lleva en sí mismo sus riquezas.
Platón, filósofo griego
Nuestra sociedad ha llegado a un momento en que ya no adora al becerro de oro, sino al oro del becerro. Antonio Gala, escritor español
OBRAS MARAVILLOSAS HECHAS EN ORO
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| Iglesia de Quito (Ecuador) |
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| Ataud del rei Tut |
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| Orfebrería Inca |
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| Museo del Oro de Bogotá |
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| Museo del Oro de Bogotá |
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| Escudo en oro (Indonesia) |
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