This entry is different. Also charged for reflection, quiet reflection. Reflection characteristic of the age, maturity and position in the so-called third way of chronological age. Day 4 officially turned 60, I say officially because the record, about what happened in times past, I said the fourth when he was two days old, although in poor health, so I'm told.
In these sixty years one has lived through many and varied experiences, some rewarding than others, but all have helped to forge the person I am today. Do not give up anything of what happened to me and I only complain of having failed to draw the best conclusion of all this. I was not trained to deal with things from the positive coping, from the attitude of profit from every experience, and was the very life that showed me, in a process of trial and error, modeling it as going to grow and make my way without harmful influences and conditions, they intended to do me what they wanted and were doing well. I submitted to a formation of National Catholicism or concealed swipe me ideas, reasons and views of life, I cheated with the country, society and its influence on the national spirit, sought fleecy and alienating and making me submit to commune with millstones . I loaded with prejudices that it was very painful and difficult to remove in order to be free, without ever fully achieve.
Fortunately, life, nature, endowed me with some intelligence (pardon the pedantry) that empowered me to analyze and see things from a critical spirit, showing an alternative path from an open mind and aseptic, which allowed me see and understand things other than different, that enriched me. The result leaves much to be desired, but I confess I have not finished my work. Sixty years is a good time for reflection, a stopover rest under the cool shade of the tree of life and reconsider many things, as many as are needed to tackle this final stage with enthusiasm and joy, with purpose find personal freedom that allows me to be, as we are all unique and singular.
In these sixty years one has lived through many and varied experiences, some rewarding than others, but all have helped to forge the person I am today. Do not give up anything of what happened to me and I only complain of having failed to draw the best conclusion of all this. I was not trained to deal with things from the positive coping, from the attitude of profit from every experience, and was the very life that showed me, in a process of trial and error, modeling it as going to grow and make my way without harmful influences and conditions, they intended to do me what they wanted and were doing well. I submitted to a formation of National Catholicism or concealed swipe me ideas, reasons and views of life, I cheated with the country, society and its influence on the national spirit, sought fleecy and alienating and making me submit to commune with millstones . I loaded with prejudices that it was very painful and difficult to remove in order to be free, without ever fully achieve.
Fortunately, life, nature, endowed me with some intelligence (pardon the pedantry) that empowered me to analyze and see things from a critical spirit, showing an alternative path from an open mind and aseptic, which allowed me see and understand things other than different, that enriched me. The result leaves much to be desired, but I confess I have not finished my work. Sixty years is a good time for reflection, a stopover rest under the cool shade of the tree of life and reconsider many things, as many as are needed to tackle this final stage with enthusiasm and joy, with purpose find personal freedom that allows me to be, as we are all unique and singular.
I am the result of what I was and how it manages. Sabina remember his lame pirate song and look at the offices of life in the fictional journey of whom wanted to be and was not. I, however, was the son of peasant, illiterate mother, who with his hands drew the fruit to a land that refused to give them what they asked, thinking surely it would be the gentleman who did not tilled.
I was an altar boy in my village, studying in a seminary priest, harvesters of icy fingers in the harsh winter, inexperienced assistant bricklayer immigrant with 16 years in a different Barcelona to what the regime told me, been a clerk in paper and machines become obsolete, strenuous night's degree students and nurse, psychiatric nurse involved Psychiatric reform in Andalusia, at the same intensive care nurse, general supervisor of a hospital, nursing assistant, psychology graduate student and doctoral courses while working, professor of school of the University of Malaga, deputy University College of Health Sciences. Di and I received many varied topics courses, conferences and conference papers, articles and various publications; cure a relevant curriculum and devoted my time to that, forgetting myself and sometimes my people and environment. I was also a son, brother, husband, father, grandfather, friend ... that is something.
In 2005 I was touched by the grace of the disease and this gave me more than the time he had lost. Then I realized that this new time, a gift, that gave me, was twofold, first to collect the baggage that life gave me, to structure and form (shape) my thinking and on the other , follow social commitment that had already assumed management of this new stage, evolving I help my environment and devote my humble contribution to my family. But above all, to discover myself, to discover what was inside and work commitments did not allow me to do. Now I'm looking for my truth, my freethinking developed to manage the knowledge that I accumulated and grow, with the basic objective of my humble self, to reach what I define as the bonhomie, if a being mature and adult in my view , live and think ... I'm in it and so I created this blog.
I do not care much what people think of me, to give to others what they expect. My motto now is "Share." I no longer competitive to be complementary, I put on the table that comes from inside me unconditionally, to be like life from me responsibility and respect, but also demanding the same respect for my self and my own need to march to my autoencuentro. From my agnosticism and eclecticism I walk, making its own path, just take me where I'll go to that unknown place near the absolute truth that no one gets and that we all seek.
I do not care much what people think of me, to give to others what they expect. My motto now is "Share." I no longer competitive to be complementary, I put on the table that comes from inside me unconditionally, to be like life from me responsibility and respect, but also demanding the same respect for my self and my own need to march to my autoencuentro. From my agnosticism and eclecticism I walk, making its own path, just take me where I'll go to that unknown place near the absolute truth that no one gets and that we all seek.
Now in my sixties, I stop to think and reflect on that path and orientation. I would not want to miss with GPSs foreign direct me to places unfit, but to recoup what has been sown in my heart, which acts as a personal compass in the process of rationalization and reasoning that my mind is forged. It is possible that after writing this I know myself even better and you, reader, I understand and understand better.
I am the product of a lifetime, from its beginnings, full of hardship, to its current state, where I'm collecting the fruit of a seed farmer and avid drinker infused sources that life got in my way from one choirboy to the retiree. What holds for me now ...? I honestly do not know, but I hope at least that does not truncate established dynamic and inertia takes me to end my days with the same spirit of open-minded and assertive development ... When I leave I'll take anything, because nothing suit but I'll leave something and that something positive, for my drop in the vast ocean of life serve to improve a bit the quality and purity of the water within it.
My children, my two wonderful children, who were so long forging her mother and I are a reality, my grandchildren an extension of that reality. Today, at sixty, I'm proud of them and my family, that family forged from nothing my wife and I, with our sweat, worry and effort, who gave our selfless love of parents, just return the joy to see them grow in freedom, sound and open mind to understand and comprehend the world.
The sixties, the third stage, the elderly, are the beginning of the rapid slide that leads to the deserved end where we all go ... Do not worry, it's about time ... The important thing is to get the job done, full of bonhomie , simplicity and kindness to plant and cultivate a good result in this society that is released to the dehumanization and materialism if we do not remedy.
My children, my two wonderful children, who were so long forging her mother and I are a reality, my grandchildren an extension of that reality. Today, at sixty, I'm proud of them and my family, that family forged from nothing my wife and I, with our sweat, worry and effort, who gave our selfless love of parents, just return the joy to see them grow in freedom, sound and open mind to understand and comprehend the world.
The sixties, the third stage, the elderly, are the beginning of the rapid slide that leads to the deserved end where we all go ... Do not worry, it's about time ... The important thing is to get the job done, full of bonhomie , simplicity and kindness to plant and cultivate a good result in this society that is released to the dehumanization and materialism if we do not remedy.
A toast to all
After a day full of surprises, with the party organized by Loli and my children, with the presence of my brother, my brother, my nuclear family and my friends have let me also honored with a photo slide of my life since my childhood until today, I share with visitors. Enter the text interlace some pictures of this event full of surprises and emotions ...
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