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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-8244751775588776751</id><published>2012-01-24T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T03:07:29.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música para...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sueños'/><title type='text'>Dimanche a Bamako</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=9b2b9a3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bamako es la capital de Mali y en lengua bambara significa "caimán de los pantanos". Se fundó a las orillas del río Níger en el siglo XVI y está comunicada por ferrocarril con Dakar (Senegal). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com.mx/LocationPhotos-g293813-Bamako.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fotos de Bamako" src="http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/01/77/ab/6c/bamako.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Esta foto de &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com.mx/Tourism-g293813-Bamako-Vacations.html"&gt;Bamako&lt;/a&gt; es cortesía de TripAdvisor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-8244751775588776751?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8244751775588776751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=8244751775588776751' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8244751775588776751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8244751775588776751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2012/01/dimanche-bamako.html' title='Dimanche a Bamako'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-3416849571656147423</id><published>2012-01-22T04:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T05:00:16.691-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><title type='text'>The help - criadas y señoras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWnec7FjABo/TxwGGtnnVGI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/wjsBoHeJXJo/s1600/r-THE-HELP-large570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWnec7FjABo/TxwGGtnnVGI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/wjsBoHeJXJo/s400/r-THE-HELP-large570.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700437940738937954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criadas y señoras es la traducción que se ha hecho en España del libro "The help" que narra las historias de las mujeres negras que trabajaban en las casas de los blancos en el sur de Estados Unidos en los años 60. &lt;br /&gt;Eran los años de Kennedy, el principio del movimiento por los derechos civiles pero en el pequeño pueblo de Jackson las criadas no pueden usar el mismo cuarto de baño que sus señoras.&lt;br /&gt; Una joven que acaba de volver de la universidad intenta escribir sobre la vida de las criadas negras pero tiene problemas para conseguir que confien en ella y superen el miedo a las consecuencias.&lt;br /&gt; La historia parece ser que tuvo cierta base autobiografica ya que la escritora se enfrenta a la denuncia de una mujer que afirma ser la inspiradora de esta historia y que trabajó como criada en casa su hermano.&lt;br /&gt;Las tres protagonistas del libro van narrando su historia en primera persona y enseguida te llevan a esos años tan convulsos y al ambiente de una ciudad pequeña llena de prejuicios y de intolerancia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is about black maids living in Jackson, Miss., in the 1960s as the civil rights movement was taking shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stockett said her "heart would be broken" if it was filmed anywhere but Mississippi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie will star "Zombieland" actress Emma Stone and Viola Davis, who was nominated for an Academy Award in 2009 for "Doubt."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-3416849571656147423?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3416849571656147423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=3416849571656147423' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/3416849571656147423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/3416849571656147423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2012/01/help-criadas-y-senoras.html' title='The help - criadas y señoras'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWnec7FjABo/TxwGGtnnVGI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/wjsBoHeJXJo/s72-c/r-THE-HELP-large570.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-5879540722946651026</id><published>2012-01-21T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T04:04:16.427-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música para...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wise one opens her eyes'/><title type='text'>Bob Dylan. My back pages: antes era más viejo, soy más joven ahora. Bob Dylan</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=304bd7d" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Back Pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Dylan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crimson flames tied through my ears&lt;br /&gt;Rollin’ high and mighty traps&lt;br /&gt;Pounced with fire on flaming roads&lt;br /&gt;Using ideas as my maps&lt;br /&gt;“We’ll meet on edges, soon,” said I&lt;br /&gt;Proud ’neath heated brow&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but I was so much older then&lt;br /&gt;I’m younger than that now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth&lt;br /&gt;“Rip down all hate,” I screamed&lt;br /&gt;Lies that life is black and white&lt;br /&gt;Spoke from my skull. I dreamed&lt;br /&gt;Romantic facts of musketeers&lt;br /&gt;Foundationed deep, somehow&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but I was so much older then&lt;br /&gt;I’m younger than that now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls’ faces formed the forward path&lt;br /&gt;From phony jealousy&lt;br /&gt;To memorizing politics&lt;br /&gt;Of ancient history&lt;br /&gt;Flung down by corpse evangelists&lt;br /&gt;Unthought of, though, somehow&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but I was so much older then&lt;br /&gt;I’m younger than that now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A self-ordained professor’s tongue&lt;br /&gt;Too serious to fool&lt;br /&gt;Spouted out that liberty&lt;br /&gt;Is just equality in school&lt;br /&gt;“Equality,” I spoke the word&lt;br /&gt;As if a wedding vow&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but I was so much older then&lt;br /&gt;I’m younger than that now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a soldier’s stance, I aimed my hand&lt;br /&gt;At the mongrel dogs who teach&lt;br /&gt;Fearing not that I’d become my enemy&lt;br /&gt;In the instant that I preach&lt;br /&gt;My pathway led by confusion boats&lt;br /&gt;Mutiny from stern to bow&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but I was so much older then&lt;br /&gt;I’m younger than that now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats&lt;br /&gt;Too noble to neglect&lt;br /&gt;Deceived me into thinking&lt;br /&gt;I had something to protect&lt;br /&gt;Good and bad, I define these terms&lt;br /&gt;Quite clear, no doubt, somehow&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but I was so much older then&lt;br /&gt;I’m younger than that now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1964 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1992 by Special Rider Music&lt;br /&gt;Esta canción se interpretó por primera vez en París, en 1978.&lt;br /&gt; La he vuelto a escuchar en el teatro. En Agosto (Condado de Osage) de Tracy Letts, montado en Madrid por el Centro Dramático Nacional y dirigido por Gerardo Vera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Y trae de vuelta el espíritu de una generación y la opinión de los hijos y los nietos que viven un desencanto radical o una huída hacia adelante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-5879540722946651026?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5879540722946651026/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=5879540722946651026' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/5879540722946651026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/5879540722946651026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-back-pages-antes-era-mas-viejo-soy.html' title='Bob Dylan. My back pages: antes era más viejo, soy más joven ahora. Bob Dylan'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-2439822804556141670</id><published>2012-01-21T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T03:43:34.729-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música para...'/><title type='text'>Promises by Eric Clapton - Agosto (Condado de Osage)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=18df341" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you never come home&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind if you just keep on rowin' away on a distant sea&lt;br /&gt;Cus I don't love you and you don't love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cause a commotion when you come to town&lt;br /&gt;You give 'em a smile and they melt&lt;br /&gt;And your lovers and friends is all good and fine&lt;br /&gt;But I don't like yours and you don't like mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what you do at night&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I don't care how you get you delites&lt;br /&gt;We'll leave it alone and just let it be&lt;br /&gt;I don't love you and you don't love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a problem can you relate&lt;br /&gt;I got a woman callin' love hate&lt;br /&gt;We made a vow we'd always be friends&lt;br /&gt;How could we know that promises end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to love for years upon years&lt;br /&gt;You refuse to take me for real&lt;br /&gt;It's time you saw what I want you to see&lt;br /&gt;I'd still love you if you'd just love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me importa si vuelves a casa&lt;br /&gt;No me importa si remas en un mar lejano&lt;br /&gt;porque no te quiero&lt;br /&gt;y no me quieres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... te querría si me quisieras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta canción de Eric Clapton  suena en varias ocasiones durante la obra de Tracy Letts, Agosto (Condado de Osage), y crea el tono emocional de toda la obra.&lt;br /&gt;Una mujer (la genial Amparo Baró) se enfrenta a la enfermedad y a la muerte con rabia y amargura, intentando que su familia oiga la verdad que ha pasado toda su vida ocultando.&lt;br /&gt; Toda la violencia verbal, el desgarramiento, la desesperación calllada de unos personajes que viven como pueden en un lugar remoto de Oklahoma recuerda mucho a otros autores del sur de Estados Unidos como Faulkner, Tenessee Williams o a los personajes de Eugene  O´Neill, en los que se inspira.&lt;br /&gt; Lo más personal de esta obra para mí ha sido su "banda sonora", Dylan, Eric Clapton... dan un toque emocional diferente a lo que se suele ver en el teatro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-2439822804556141670?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2439822804556141670/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=2439822804556141670' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2439822804556141670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2439822804556141670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2012/01/promises-by-eric-clapton-agosto-condado.html' title='Promises by Eric Clapton - Agosto (Condado de Osage)'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-163219343436514379</id><published>2012-01-17T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T03:26:28.289-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psicología'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wise one opens her eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='namasté'/><title type='text'>Entrevista con Claudio Naranjo. El eneagrama y las pasiones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIjlCFEDX7M/TxVUKx-G98I/AAAAAAAAA8M/e4KhRxkhPks/s1600/dibujos%2Bfenotipos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIjlCFEDX7M/TxVUKx-G98I/AAAAAAAAA8M/e4KhRxkhPks/s400/dibujos%2Bfenotipos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698553447696496578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lavanguardia.com/lacontra/20120117/54244989354/claudio-naranjo-ocupate-del-reino-del-corazon-y-lo-demas-te-llegara.html#.TxVRcLP97dk.blogger"&gt;&amp;quot;Ocúpate del reino del corazón, y lo demás te llegará&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Enneagram system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Enneagram is a personality typing system that consists of nine different types. Everyone is considered to be one single type, although one can have traits belonging to other ones. While it's uncertain whether this type is genetically determined, many believe it is already in place at birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nine types (or "enneatypes", "ennea" means "nine") are universally identified by the numbers 1 to 9. These numbers have a standard way of being placed around the Enneagram symbol. Enneagram authors have attached their own individual names to these numbers. On this site the type names by authors Riso and Hudson are used. They are:&lt;br /&gt;Enneagram&lt;br /&gt;1. The Reformer&lt;br /&gt;2. The Helper&lt;br /&gt;3. The Achiever&lt;br /&gt;4. The Individualist&lt;br /&gt;5. The Investigator&lt;br /&gt;6. The Loyalist&lt;br /&gt;7. The Enthusiast&lt;br /&gt;8. The Challenger&lt;br /&gt;9. The Peacemaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People of a particular type have several characteristics in common, but they can be quite different nevertheless. It depends among other things on their level of mental health. Unhealthy (neurotic) people from a particular type can look quite different from healthy ones. Riso and Hudson distinguish 9 levels of mental health (see their book Personality Types) and have type descriptions for each level of each enneagram type.&lt;br /&gt;Wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually one has characteristics of one of the types that lie adjacent to one's own that are more prominent. This is called the wing. So someone who is a type 5, might have a 4 wing or a 6 wing. This may be abbreviated to "5w4" and "5w6". If one doesn't have a dominant wing, it is said that the wings are balanced.&lt;br /&gt;De "www.eclectic energies.com"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gustaba más lo que decía Spinoza sobre las pasiones tristes y las alegres.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-163219343436514379?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/163219343436514379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=163219343436514379' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/163219343436514379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/163219343436514379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2012/01/ocupate-del-reino-del-corazon-y-lo.html' title='Entrevista con Claudio Naranjo. El eneagrama y las pasiones'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CIjlCFEDX7M/TxVUKx-G98I/AAAAAAAAA8M/e4KhRxkhPks/s72-c/dibujos%2Bfenotipos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-1461688019370710520</id><published>2012-01-03T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T07:11:00.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wise one opens her eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sueños'/><title type='text'>Kindness boomerang  El boomerang de la amabilidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nwAYpLVyeFU?version=3&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nwAYpLVyeFU?version=3&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="560" height="315" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este vídeo ha sido creado por una organización llamada Life vest inside. En las últimas semanas ha sido reenviado por miles de personas. Lo he visto en varios blogs y es un mensaje optimista que no viene mal en estos momentos. &lt;br /&gt;La música que se oye de fondo en este video se llama "One day" de Matysayu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I lay &lt;br /&gt;under the moon&lt;br /&gt;and thank God I'm breathing&lt;br /&gt;then I pray&lt;br /&gt;don't take me soon&lt;br /&gt;cause I am here for a reason&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in my tears I drown&lt;br /&gt;but I never let it get me down&lt;br /&gt;so when negativity surrounds&lt;br /&gt;I know some day it'll all turn around&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;all my life I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;I've been praying for&lt;br /&gt;for the people to say&lt;br /&gt;that we don't wanna fight no more&lt;br /&gt;they'll be no more wars&lt;br /&gt;and our children will play&lt;br /&gt;one day x6&lt;br /&gt;it's not about&lt;br /&gt;win or lose cause&lt;br /&gt;we all lose&lt;br /&gt;when they feed on the souls of the innocent&lt;br /&gt;blood drenched pavement&lt;br /&gt;keep on moving though the waters stay raging&lt;br /&gt;in this maze you can lose your way (your way)&lt;br /&gt;it might drive you crazy but don't let it faze you no way (no way)&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in my tears I drown&lt;br /&gt;but I never let it get me down&lt;br /&gt;so when negativity surrounds&lt;br /&gt;I know some day it'll all turn around&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;all my life I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;I've been praying for&lt;br /&gt;for the people to say&lt;br /&gt;that we don't wanna fight no more&lt;br /&gt;they'll be no more wars&lt;br /&gt;and our children will play&lt;br /&gt;one day x6&lt;br /&gt;one day this all will change&lt;br /&gt;treat people the same&lt;br /&gt;stop with the violence&lt;br /&gt;down with the hate&lt;br /&gt;one day we'll all be free&lt;br /&gt;and proud to be&lt;br /&gt;under the same sun&lt;br /&gt;singing songs of freedom like&lt;br /&gt;one day x4&lt;br /&gt;all my life I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;I've been praying for&lt;br /&gt;for the people to say&lt;br /&gt;that we don't wanna fight no more&lt;br /&gt;they'll be no more wars&lt;br /&gt;and our children will play&lt;br /&gt;one day x6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-1461688019370710520?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1461688019370710520/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=1461688019370710520' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/1461688019370710520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/1461688019370710520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2012/01/kindness-boomerang-life-vest-inside-el.html' title='Kindness boomerang  El boomerang de la amabilidad'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-5648706189678035545</id><published>2011-12-22T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T06:45:33.945-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='películas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sueños'/><title type='text'>The hobbit: an unexpected travel - El hobbit , un viaje inesperado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmojFKUe4PA/TvNCUwjY_YI/AAAAAAAAA8A/BPJVX9PfBJs/s1600/hobbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmojFKUe4PA/TvNCUwjY_YI/AAAAAAAAA8A/BPJVX9PfBJs/s400/hobbit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688963678697225602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UV9zsvr0JJE?version=3&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UV9zsvr0JJE?version=3&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="560" height="315" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El estreno se anuncia para Diciembre del 2012 y uno de los guionistas es Guillermo del Toro así que yo creo que va a haber tiempo de sobra para leer el libro de Tolkien. "En un agujero en la tierra vivía un hobbit..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-5648706189678035545?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5648706189678035545/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=5648706189678035545' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/5648706189678035545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/5648706189678035545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/12/el-hobbit-del-ano-que-viene.html' title='The hobbit: an unexpected travel - El hobbit , un viaje inesperado'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmojFKUe4PA/TvNCUwjY_YI/AAAAAAAAA8A/BPJVX9PfBJs/s72-c/hobbit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-2419981415040822201</id><published>2011-12-19T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T03:53:05.129-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sueños'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teatro'/><title type='text'>Vaclav Havel: un político diferente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4nilLsnIX5Q/Tu8kxgz3vWI/AAAAAAAAA70/kyNsO7Jub0k/s1600/Vaclav%2BHavel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4nilLsnIX5Q/Tu8kxgz3vWI/AAAAAAAAA70/kyNsO7Jub0k/s400/Vaclav%2BHavel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687805287431912802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Timothy Garton Ash "La revolución inteligente"&lt;/span&gt; Diario El País 19 Diciembre 2011&lt;br /&gt;El honor del disidente no proviene de la corona del vencedor político. Havel fue el epítome del disidente porque perseveró en su lucha, con paciencia y sin violencia, con dignidad e inteligencia, y sin saber cuándo llegaría la victoria exterior, e incluso si llegaría. El éxito ya era esa perseverancia y la práctica de la "antipolítica", o la política como el arte de lo imposible. Mientras tanto, analizó el sistema comunista en ensayos profundos pero también con los pies en la tierra y en cartas que mandaba desde la cárcel a su primera mujer, Olga. En su famosa parábola del verdulero schweikiano que coloca en el escaparate de su tienda, entre las manzanas y las cebollas, un letrero que dice “Trabajadores de todos los países, ¡uníos!” —aunque, por supuesto, el hombre no cree ni una palabra de lo que pone— Havel captó la revelación esencial en la que se inspira toda resistencia civil: que incluso los regímenes más opresivos dependen de un grado mínimo de conformidad de la gente a la que gobiernan. En un ensayo fundamental, hablaba del “poder de los que no tienen poder”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando le llegó la oportunidad de practicar él mismo la resistencia civil, Havel la convirtió en un electrizante teatro político. La plaza Wenceslao de Praga fue el escenario. Un reparto de 300.000 personas habló como una sola. Ninguno de los que estuvieron allí olvidarán nunca la imagen de Havel y Aleksander Dubcek, el héroe del 89 y el héroe del 68, apareciendo hombro con hombro en el balcón: “¡Dubcek-Havel! ¡Dubcek-Havel!” O el sonido de 300.000 llaveros que se agitaban a la vez, como campanas chinas. Rara vez o nunca una minoría tan minúscula se ha convertido tan rápidamente en una gran mayoría. Ojalá que pronto ocurra lo mismo en Birmania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero Checoslovaquia —como todavía se llamaba por aquel entonces— contaba con la ventaja de llegar tarde a la fiesta de 1989. Los polacos, los alemanes del Este y los húngaros ya habían hecho la mayoría del trabajo duro, aprovechando la oportunidad que Gorbachov les brindó. Cuando llegué a Praga y busqué a Václav en su bar de copas favorito, situado en un sótano, bromeé con el hecho de que en Polonia habían tardado diez años, en Hungría diez meses y en Alemania del Este diez semanas, y que quizás, aquí tardarían diez días. Me hizo repetir inmediatamente la ocurrencia ante un equipo de grabación clandestino. Resultó que al cabo de siete semanas era presidente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-2419981415040822201?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2419981415040822201/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=2419981415040822201' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2419981415040822201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2419981415040822201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/12/vaclav-havel.html' title='Vaclav Havel: un político diferente'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4nilLsnIX5Q/Tu8kxgz3vWI/AAAAAAAAA70/kyNsO7Jub0k/s72-c/Vaclav%2BHavel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-2676994231925181979</id><published>2011-12-10T06:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T07:00:08.521-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wise one opens her eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sueños'/><title type='text'>Good wishes: eternal echoes by John O'Donohue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wj12T3V0wWQ/TuNzfeEGE9I/AAAAAAAAA7o/IkFza6PbPa0/s1600/bombilla%2Bterrario.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wj12T3V0wWQ/TuNzfeEGE9I/AAAAAAAAA7o/IkFza6PbPa0/s400/bombilla%2Bterrario.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684514139155076050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Blessing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you listen to your longing to be free.&lt;br /&gt;May the frames of your belonging be large enough for the dreams of your soul.&lt;br /&gt;May you arise each day with a voice of blessing whispering in your heart that something good is going to happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;May you find a harmony between your soul and your life.&lt;br /&gt;May the mansion of your soul never become a haunted place.&lt;br /&gt;May you know the eternal longing which lives at the heart of time.&lt;br /&gt;May there be kindness in your gaze when you look within.&lt;br /&gt;May you never place walls between the light and yourself.&lt;br /&gt;May your angel free you from the prisons of guilt, fear, disappointment, and despair.&lt;br /&gt;May you allow the wild beauty of the invisible world to gather you, mind you, and embrace you in belonging.&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;John O'Donohue in his book, Eternal Echoes&lt;br /&gt; 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Creado por www.slowlydownward.com sobre una cita anónima.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-2912271078291283231?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2912271078291283231/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=2912271078291283231' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2912271078291283231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2912271078291283231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/11/greed-avaricia.html' title='Greed - Avaricia'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mc5_RePpqoY/TsoxSTPQzVI/AAAAAAAAA7c/T_oLjba3a9A/s72-c/tumblr_luxxtqW9Uw1qzpxq3o1_r1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-7178241848680525671</id><published>2011-11-16T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T03:48:51.857-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pintores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='árboles'/><title type='text'>El arte como vía de escape... Scaping from trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xty9Cqi_49w/TsOhodERRmI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Gl8wvfH6YQo/s1600/hawai%2Brecovering2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xty9Cqi_49w/TsOhodERRmI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Gl8wvfH6YQo/s400/hawai%2Brecovering2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675557671786333794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9XF-vBde4_A/TsOhYFKYKpI/AAAAAAAAA7E/RV5ergWmHMs/s1600/hawai%2Brecovering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 398px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9XF-vBde4_A/TsOhYFKYKpI/AAAAAAAAA7E/RV5ergWmHMs/s400/hawai%2Brecovering.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675557390491593362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estos cuadros los pinto Georgia O Keefe  durante uno de los viajes que realizó para no ser testigo de la relación sentimental que empezaba su marido y mentor (el fotógrafo  Alfred Stieglitz) con otra mujer. Uno representa el árbol de la papaya y el otro la costa volcánica de Hawai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-7178241848680525671?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7178241848680525671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=7178241848680525671' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7178241848680525671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7178241848680525671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/11/el-arte-como-via-de-escape-scaping-from.html' title='El arte como vía de escape... Scaping from trouble'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xty9Cqi_49w/TsOhodERRmI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Gl8wvfH6YQo/s72-c/hawai%2Brecovering2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-8085476129160386750</id><published>2011-11-13T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T05:29:00.150-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pintores'/><title type='text'>EL Hermitage en el Prado de Madrid - The Hermitage in the Prado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ynVMImEauVM/Tr_F-9xJJwI/AAAAAAAAA64/NNR_EvqSuRs/s1600/SanPetersburgo-MuseoErmitage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ynVMImEauVM/Tr_F-9xJJwI/AAAAAAAAA64/NNR_EvqSuRs/s400/SanPetersburgo-MuseoErmitage1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674471741033359106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un palacio a las orillas del río Neva alberga una colección verdaderamente enciclopedica, alguna de cuyas obras visitan ahora Madrid gracias a la colaboración entre estos dos museos estatales. &lt;br /&gt;Desde una colección de piezas arqueologicas de oro, armas y adornos de los nómadas escitas de Eurasia y las joyas de la colección siberiana de Pedro I, hasta una selección de pintura, dibujo, escultura de los siglos XVI al XX ilustran la evolución de la colección del Hermitage desde las primeras adquisiciones de los zares Pedro I y Catalina II. Hay obras de Tiziano, Rubens, Caravaggio, Velázquez, El Greco, Rembrandt, Ribera, Bernini, Rodin, Matisse, Picasso...&lt;br /&gt;El Prado ha ampliado sus horarios y ahora abre todos los días, asignando hora de entrada para evitar las aglomeraciones.Eso permite darse un paseo por el Jardín Botánico y disfrutar de los colores del otoño antes de sumergirse entre los ansiosos visitantes de la exposición que nos abre sus puertas hasta el 25 de Marzo de 2012.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-8085476129160386750?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8085476129160386750/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=8085476129160386750' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8085476129160386750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8085476129160386750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/11/el-hermitage-en-el-prado-de-madrid.html' title='EL Hermitage en el Prado de Madrid - The Hermitage in the Prado'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ynVMImEauVM/Tr_F-9xJJwI/AAAAAAAAA64/NNR_EvqSuRs/s72-c/SanPetersburgo-MuseoErmitage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-7935114339866046857</id><published>2011-11-10T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T03:14:00.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anticancer Action - Dr. David Servan-Schreiber</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.anticancerbook.com/steps.html#.Trux6TrgVo0.blogger"&gt;Anticancer Action - Dr. David Servan-Schreiber&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-7935114339866046857?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7935114339866046857/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=7935114339866046857' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7935114339866046857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7935114339866046857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/11/anticancer-action-dr-david-servan.html' title='Anticancer Action - Dr. David Servan-Schreiber'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-6168302346752822526</id><published>2011-10-22T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T04:30:47.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sueños'/><title type='text'>La virtud y el valor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEfpnkYQcoU/TqKnTVK4ogI/AAAAAAAAA6c/i7a_xEgGdqA/s1600/gardner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEfpnkYQcoU/TqKnTVK4ogI/AAAAAAAAA6c/i7a_xEgGdqA/s400/gardner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666275231727657474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2KrvcpvPEZs/TqKnOIloPQI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/OydOFyYjJ1A/s1600/heroes%2Bde%2Bfukushima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2KrvcpvPEZs/TqKnOIloPQI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/OydOFyYjJ1A/s400/heroes%2Bde%2Bfukushima.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666275142450822402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Un neurólogo, bomberos y policias japoneses, , un poeta y músico, un director de orquesta napolitano, el psicólogo americano Gardner, creador del concepto de las inteligencias múltiples, un atleta africano... han recibido este año los Premios Príncipe de Asturias. &lt;br /&gt;Hoy al leer más despacio los discursos de algunos de ellos al recibir sus premios he sentido no haber podido escucharlos y verlos. O al menos poder  haber estado allí, a las puertas del teatro  para aplaudirles. Me emocionó lo que dijo una mujer que llevaba muchas horas esperando allí: allí dentro están los mejores del mundo. &lt;br /&gt;Y la presencia de Leonard Cohen al que ovacionaron hasta los gaiteros que pararon de tocar para hacerlo. Sus palabras hablando de la ambiguedad de la poesía, "que viene de un lugar que nadie controla, que nadie conquista..." y su agradecimiento a la cultura española, a Lorca, a la guitarra flamenca fueron de las más aplaudidas. &lt;br /&gt;El espíritu de la obra de Jovellanos estaba presente cuando el Principe citó ayer la importancia de la virtud y el valor, "sin ellos toda riqueza es escasa, todo poder es débil".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-6168302346752822526?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6168302346752822526/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=6168302346752822526' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6168302346752822526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6168302346752822526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/10/lo-mejor-esta-por-llegar-si-no-acabamos.html' title='La virtud y el valor.'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEfpnkYQcoU/TqKnTVK4ogI/AAAAAAAAA6c/i7a_xEgGdqA/s72-c/gardner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-1325483639947135680</id><published>2011-10-19T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T04:19:28.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuando estalló la crisis, decidí contarla desde la piel de los más afectados:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lavanguardia.com/lacontra/20111019/54232318994/cuando-cambias-de-clase-social-dejas-de-ser-quien-eras.html#.Tp6xYWwqrhw.blogger"&gt;&amp;quot;Cuando cambias de clase social dejas de ser quien eras&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una de las maravillosas entrevistas de La Contra en La Vanguardia. Un periodista francesa habla de sus avatares dentro y fuera de su país y de lo supone ser "invisible" y no tener derechos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-1325483639947135680?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1325483639947135680/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=1325483639947135680' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/1325483639947135680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/1325483639947135680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/10/cuando-cambias-de-clase-social-dejas-de.html' title='Cuando estalló la crisis, decidí contarla desde la piel de los más afectados:'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-6460243453246736972</id><published>2011-10-16T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T02:52:37.101-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedia'/><title type='text'>New Girl - dating in the real wordl</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/b92ZMSBFwJQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una nueva serie sobre una chica que comparte piso con tres chicos después de una ruptura inesperada con su novio. Ellos la aceptan cuando se enteran de que varias de sus amigas son modelos pero no saben como reaccionar ante su tristeza y su incapacidad de encontrar a otro hombre y deciden ayudarla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-6460243453246736972?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6460243453246736972/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=6460243453246736972' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6460243453246736972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6460243453246736972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-girl-dating-in-real-wordl.html' title='New Girl - dating in the real wordl'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/b92ZMSBFwJQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-4330701975804833612</id><published>2011-10-14T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T09:18:51.449-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libros'/><title type='text'>Susan Sontag, Borges y el futuro de los libros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NqN77b2Krug/TphgiOpGocI/AAAAAAAAA6E/KYZhttxcprY/s1600/SusanAnnie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NqN77b2Krug/TphgiOpGocI/AAAAAAAAA6E/KYZhttxcprY/s400/SusanAnnie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663382672580714946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamento tener que decirle que los libros en la actualidad son considerados una especie en extinción. Por libros también quiero decir las condiciones de la lectura que posibilitan la literatura y sus efectos en el espíritu. Pronto, nos dicen, tendremos en “pantallas-libros” cualquier “texto” a nuestra disposición, y se podrá cambiar su apariencia, formularle preguntas, “interactuar” con él. Cuando los libros se conviertan en “textos” con los que “interactuamos” siguiendo criterios utilitarios, la palabra escrita se habrá convertido simplemente en otro aspecto de nuestra realidad televisada regida por la publicidad. Éste es el glorioso futuro que se está creando, y que nos prometen, como algo más “democrático”. Por supuesto, ello implica nada menos que la muerte de la introspección... y del libro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta vez no habrá necesidad de una gran conflagración. Los bárbaros no tienen que quemar los libros. El tigre está en la biblioteca. Querido Borges, créame que no me satisface quejarme. Pero ¿a quién podrían estar mejor dirigidas estas quejas sobre el destino de los libros –de la lectura misma– que a usted? Todo lo que quiero decir es que lo echamos de menos. Yo lo echo de menos. Su influencia decisiva continúa. La época en que ahora estamos entrando, este siglo 21, pondrá a prueba al espíritu de maneras nuevas. Pero, se lo aseguro, algunos no vamos a abandonar la Gran Biblioteca. Y usted seguirá siendo nuestro patrono y nuestro héroe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-4330701975804833612?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4330701975804833612/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=4330701975804833612' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/4330701975804833612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/4330701975804833612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/10/susan-sontag-borges-y-el-futuro-de-los.html' title='Susan Sontag, Borges y el futuro de los libros'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NqN77b2Krug/TphgiOpGocI/AAAAAAAAA6E/KYZhttxcprY/s72-c/SusanAnnie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-6797115136097002269</id><published>2011-10-10T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T03:41:48.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><title type='text'>Buenos días</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wN13ekdZrLc/TpLLxN_uEqI/AAAAAAAAA58/fI2yYLpEf70/s1600/sweet%2Bmorning.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wN13ekdZrLc/TpLLxN_uEqI/AAAAAAAAA58/fI2yYLpEf70/s400/sweet%2Bmorning.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661811727989084834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empezando bien el día...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-6797115136097002269?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6797115136097002269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=6797115136097002269' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6797115136097002269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6797115136097002269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/10/buenos-dias.html' title='Buenos días'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wN13ekdZrLc/TpLLxN_uEqI/AAAAAAAAA58/fI2yYLpEf70/s72-c/sweet%2Bmorning.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-6578126695995257729</id><published>2011-10-06T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T03:34:15.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sueños'/><title type='text'>Steve Jobs: the crazy ones. -  La creatividad y la vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8rwsuXHA7RA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un homenaje de Steve Jobs a los que piensan diferente, a los creadores, a los genios, a los locos que creen que pueden cambiar el mundo y lo hacen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We don’t get a chance to do that many things, and every one should be really excellent. Because this is our life. Life is brief, and then you die, you know? And we’ve all chosen to do this with our lives. So it better be damn good. It better be worth it.”&lt;br /&gt;No podemos hacer tantas cosas y todos deberíamos ser excelentes. Porque esta es nuestra vida. La vida es corta y luego te mueres, ya lo sabes. Y todos hemos escogido hacer esto con nuestras vidas. Por eso es mejor que sea buenísimo. Tiene que merecer la pena. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Jobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When you ask creative people how they did something, they feel a little guilty because they didn’t really do it, they just saw something. It seemed obvious to them after a while. That’s because they were able to connect experiences they’ve had and synthesize new things. And the reason they were able to do that was that they’ve had more experiences or they have thought more about their experiences than other people.”&lt;br /&gt; Cuando le preguntas a las personas  creativas como han hecho algo, se sienten un poquito culpables porque realmente ellos no lo han hecho, sólo vieron algo. A ellos les parecía obvio al cabo de un rato. Y eso es porque tienen la capacidad de conectar las experiencias que han tenido y sintetizar cosas nuevas. Y la razón de que fueran capaces de hacerlo es que han tenido más experiencias o han pensado más sobre ellas que otras personas.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Steve Jobs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-6578126695995257729?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6578126695995257729/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=6578126695995257729' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6578126695995257729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6578126695995257729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/10/steve-jobs-think-differently.html' title='Steve Jobs: the crazy ones. -  La creatividad y la vida'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8rwsuXHA7RA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-7648821153573010164</id><published>2011-09-29T01:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T01:58:23.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benedetti: la mirada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RCbYQQBGZb0/ToQzKri3UMI/AAAAAAAAA50/7nasJ5UxwqI/s1600/8824323-pato-en-laguna-verde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RCbYQQBGZb0/ToQzKri3UMI/AAAAAAAAA50/7nasJ5UxwqI/s400/8824323-pato-en-laguna-verde.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657703290464850114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces uno es&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manantial entre rocas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y otras veces un árbol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con las últimas hojas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero hoy me siento apenas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como laguna insomne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con un embarcadero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya sin embarcaciones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una laguna verde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inmóvil y paciente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conforme con sus algas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sus musgos y sus peces,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sereno en mi confianza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confiando en que una tarde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te acerques y te mires,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te mires al mirarme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-7648821153573010164?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7648821153573010164/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=7648821153573010164' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7648821153573010164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7648821153573010164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/09/benedetti-la-mirada.html' title='Benedetti: la mirada'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RCbYQQBGZb0/ToQzKri3UMI/AAAAAAAAA50/7nasJ5UxwqI/s72-c/8824323-pato-en-laguna-verde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-7708012015542808775</id><published>2011-09-24T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T03:02:43.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wise one opens her eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Max Temkin; Maxistentialism. Filosofía, diseño, humor y juegos (Humans versus Zombies)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBsm5_VC8oM/Tn75yO6h13I/AAAAAAAAA5k/5ImygEmcx_U/s1600/Max%2BTemkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBsm5_VC8oM/Tn75yO6h13I/AAAAAAAAA5k/5ImygEmcx_U/s400/Max%2BTemkin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656232823416280946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-062RxGwWvY0/Tn3grPPKrRI/AAAAAAAAA5c/21FyjMz4rqU/s1600/plastic%2Bspoon%2Bby%2Bmax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-062RxGwWvY0/Tn3grPPKrRI/AAAAAAAAA5c/21FyjMz4rqU/s400/plastic%2Bspoon%2Bby%2Bmax.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655923740476353810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max Temkin es un joven (filosófo de formación) que se dedica al diseño, al humor, a diseñar juegos como "humans versus zombies" y "cards against humanity" y a colaborar con campañas políticas y organizaciones sociales con las que se siente identificado. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Su blog (Maxistentialist) está lleno de reflexiones inteligentes y divertidas. Y de ganas de vivir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-7708012015542808775?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7708012015542808775/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=7708012015542808775' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7708012015542808775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7708012015542808775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/09/la-sonrisa-de-max.html' title='Max Temkin; Maxistentialism. Filosofía, diseño, humor y juegos (Humans versus Zombies)'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBsm5_VC8oM/Tn75yO6h13I/AAAAAAAAA5k/5ImygEmcx_U/s72-c/Max%2BTemkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-4049497377679352107</id><published>2011-09-19T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T01:34:37.405-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psicología'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wise one opens her eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='namasté'/><title type='text'>"El 'coaching' existe porque no tenemos buenos amigos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkKF6STfXjc/Tnb-PQRw_4I/AAAAAAAAA5U/tdz85voejsY/s1600/puerta%2Bal%2Bjardin%2Binterior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkKF6STfXjc/Tnb-PQRw_4I/AAAAAAAAA5U/tdz85voejsY/s400/puerta%2Bal%2Bjardin%2Binterior.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653985920231210882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lavanguardia.com/20110919/54218318233/el-coaching-existe-porque-no-tenemos-buenos-amigos.html#.Tnb9DN8T2KM.blogger"&gt;&amp;quot;El &amp;#39;coaching&amp;#39; existe porque no tenemos buenos amigos&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;Un enlace a una curiosa entrevista a Vicens Olivé, terapeuta gestaltico en  La Contra de La Vanguardia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-4049497377679352107?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4049497377679352107/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=4049497377679352107' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/4049497377679352107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/4049497377679352107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/09/el-coaching-existe-porque-no-tenemos.html' title='&quot;El &apos;coaching&apos; existe porque no tenemos buenos amigos&quot;'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkKF6STfXjc/Tnb-PQRw_4I/AAAAAAAAA5U/tdz85voejsY/s72-c/puerta%2Bal%2Bjardin%2Binterior.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-6196043117297707470</id><published>2011-09-10T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T05:18:15.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música para...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='películas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sueños'/><title type='text'>Kim Carnes: los ojos de Bette Davis - Bette Davis eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHoi0eM7l2Y/TmtSIsb1DBI/AAAAAAAAA5M/ZaSAJ0cGUoU/s1600/bette%2Bdavis%2Bstamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHoi0eM7l2Y/TmtSIsb1DBI/AAAAAAAAA5M/ZaSAJ0cGUoU/s400/bette%2Bdavis%2Bstamp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650700466786733074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=d879887" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anoche vi un programa sobre el homenaje que el Festival de San Sebastián ofreció a Bette Davis en 1989, y las imagenes y los comentarios de los asistentes me parecieron emocionantes, especialmente la del hombre que tuvo que llevarla en brazos para subir al avión que la llevaba a Paris al ver que ella intentaba subir las escaleras y no podía. Su pregunta ¿Me haría usted feliz dejandome que la lleve? es de película. Ella ya sufría de cáncer y murió en París muy poco después de este homenaje que en sus propias palabras "le había devuelto la vida".&lt;br /&gt; Y recordé la canción de Kim Carnes "los ojos de Bette Davis", que a la actriz, que era agradecida, le gustó porque "la llevaba a los tiempos modernos". &lt;br /&gt;Una de las dos autobiografías que la actriz escribió se llamó "The lonely life" aunque estuvo casada varias veces...&lt;br /&gt;A lo largo de su extensa carrera, no solamente fue reconocido su talento con el Óscar o el Emmy, sino que ganó la Copa Volpi del festival de Venecia por Kid Galahad (1937), de Michael Curtiz y el premio a mejor actriz de Cannes por Eva al desnudo, en 1950. Cuando la industria cinematográfica parecía haberla olvidado, el Festival de San Sebastián le entregó el Premio Donostia en el año 1989. &lt;br /&gt;Murió el 6 de octubre de 1989 en Francia a la edad de 81 años después de librar una dura batalla contra un cáncer de mama. Acababa de recibir el Premio Donostia a su carrera en el Festival Internacional de Cine de San Sebastián, ciudad que abandonó en una ambulancia horas antes de morir en su residencia de París. Está enterrada en el cementerio de Los Ángeles, California. En su epitafio se puede leer: «Lo hizo del modo difícil».&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kim Carnes Bette Davis Eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hair is Harlow gold&lt;br /&gt;her lips a sweet surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hands are never cold&lt;br /&gt;she's got Bette Davis eyes.&lt;br /&gt;She'll turn her music on you - you&lt;br /&gt;won't have to think twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's pure as New York snow&lt;br /&gt;she's got Bette Davis eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she'll tease you&lt;br /&gt;she'll unease you.&lt;br /&gt;AII the better just to please you.&lt;br /&gt;She's precocious and she knows just what&lt;br /&gt;It takes to make a pro blush.&lt;br /&gt;She's got Greta Garbo stand off sights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got Bette Davis eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll let you take her home -&lt;br /&gt;it whets her appetite.&lt;br /&gt;She'll lay you on her throne&lt;br /&gt;she's got Bette Davis eyes.&lt;br /&gt;She'll take a tumble on you&lt;br /&gt;roll you like you were dice&lt;br /&gt;Until you come up blue - she's&lt;br /&gt;got Bette Davis eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll expose you when she snows you&lt;br /&gt;Off your feet with the crumbs that she throws you.&lt;br /&gt;She's ferocious and she knows just&lt;br /&gt;What it takes to make a pro blush.&lt;br /&gt;AII the boys think she's a spy -&lt;br /&gt;she's got Bette Davis eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And she'll tease you&lt;br /&gt;she'll unease you&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;It takes to make a pro blush.&lt;br /&gt;AII the boys think she's a spy -&lt;br /&gt;she's got Bette Davis eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And she'll tease you - she'll unease you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to please you - she's got Bette Davis eyes.&lt;br /&gt;She'll expose you when she snows you . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-6196043117297707470?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6196043117297707470/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=6196043117297707470' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6196043117297707470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6196043117297707470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/09/kim-carnes-bette-davis-eyes-letras-de.html' title='Kim Carnes: los ojos de Bette Davis - Bette Davis eyes'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHoi0eM7l2Y/TmtSIsb1DBI/AAAAAAAAA5M/ZaSAJ0cGUoU/s72-c/bette%2Bdavis%2Bstamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-1578221199962640985</id><published>2011-09-06T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T10:24:10.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='películas'/><title type='text'>Polanski: Carnage</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xxX02-KdsXM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La comedia de Yasmina Reza que tanto éxito ha tenido en los teatros de Londres, París, Nueva York llega a las pantallas de cine de Venecia. El título original "Le dieu du carnage" se queda en "Carnage". El título en castellano creo que es algo así como "Un dios salvaje"&lt;br /&gt;Dos parejas se reunen para hablar "civilizadamente" sobre  una pelea entre sus respectivos hijos. El ambiente se va caldeando y las agresiones verbales van subiendo de tono...&lt;br /&gt;Jodie Foster y Kate Winslet son las madres en cuestión y ya con eso merece la pena ver una película pero además Yasmina Reza ha participado en esta adaptación cinematográfica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-1578221199962640985?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1578221199962640985/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=1578221199962640985' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/1578221199962640985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/1578221199962640985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/09/polanski-carnage.html' title='Polanski: Carnage'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xxX02-KdsXM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-675773011976912136</id><published>2011-09-03T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T05:12:14.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psicología'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wise one opens her eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='namasté'/><title type='text'>David Servan-Screiber: Une vie pour soigner autrement - cuidar la vida de otra forma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cCBVo44Zq3k/TmIHkEj0m9I/AAAAAAAAA5E/KC4YW15SrJk/s1600/david222.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cCBVo44Zq3k/TmIHkEj0m9I/AAAAAAAAA5E/KC4YW15SrJk/s400/david222.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648085198956698578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el blog de Christophe André encuentro un enlace a Pyschologies.com (en la edición francesa) en la que aparecen los homenajes de muchos amigos (médicos y psiquiatras la mayoría) de David Servan-Screiber tras su reciente fallecimiento el pasado mes de julio. &lt;br /&gt;La difusión que habían alcanzado sus ideas en torno al cuidado de nuestro estado físico y mental para mantener las defensas naturales ante enfermedades crónicas como problemas cardiacos, diabetes, depresiones o incluso el cáncer, ( que él combatió desde que fue diagnosticado de un tumor cerebral a los 33 años hasta su fallecimiento con 50) le han hecho un personaje muy reconocido y a veces polémico ya que señalaba la importancia de las medicinas "complementarias" (acupuntura, nutrición, ejercicio, terapias como el EMDR y ejercicios de comunicación de las emociones) en su propia trayectoria personal para enfrentarse al problema. Uno de sus libros se llamaba: "Curarse sin Freud y sin Prozac". Fue uno de los fundadores de Médicos sin Fronteras y había trabajado como voluntario en Kosovo, Guatemala, India... y en  proyectos medioambientales en relación con la salud. &lt;br /&gt;Como no consigo poner un enlace a ninguna de estas dos páginas copio uno par de párrafos del texto original de Christophe André en su blog Psychoactiv, êtats d' âme d' un psychiatre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Je me dis aussi qu’il faut veiller à faire vivre son héritage. À sa manière, douce et déterminée, David a mené une « révolution de velours » dans le monde de la médecine et de la psychologie : il a implanté très solidement dans nos esprits de soignants et de patients le fait qu’on peut, par des moyens simples et écologiques, contribuer à renforcer sa santé et sa capacité à lutter contre la maladie, qu’elle soit cancéreuse ou dépressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son message a été immédiatement entendu par les patients, qui ne s’y sont pas trompés, pour des raisons évidentes : 1) David connaissait mieux que quiconque l’état des recherches scientifiques dans le domaine des oméga-3, ou des liens entre aliments et cancer, 2) il savait faire passer ses messages avec douceur et respect, sans agresser ni culpabiliser, 3) il était lui-même un modèle, qui avait traversé les mêmes souffrances que ses lecteurs, et qui vivait en accord avec ses messages et ses principes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J’ai souvent eu à prendre sa défense devant des confrères ou des amis, qui le critiquaient, en général pour de bien mauvaises raisons (il n’est jamais simple d’avoir du succès). Mes arguments portaient immédiatement sur cette cohérence : David faisait du vélo, mangeait ce qu’il préconisait, était attentif à sa ration d’oméga-3, s’attachait à son équilibre émotionnel, etc. Son seul manquement à ces principes de santé fut celui du stress : il s’est dépensé, et à mon avis épuisé, à promouvoir ses idées. Il avait le sentiment qu’il était protégé, puisqu’il s’agissait de « stress positif », c’est-à-dire d’activités fatigantes mais gratifiantes. Mais non : le succès et la reconnaissance ne suppriment pas l’usure ni le stress ; au mieux, ils les allègent, au pire, ils les masquent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous parlions souvent de cela avec David. C’était toujours merveilleux d’avoir du temps pour déjeuner ou bavarder avec lui : nous discutions des dernières publications de la recherche, de nos travaux d’écriture et de l’accueil fait à nos livres, nous parlions de nos vies, nous échangions nos trucs en matière d’équilibre personnel. David avait une manière unique de s’intéresser à autrui, et de toujours chercher à l’aider et le conseiller concrètement. Il me manque terriblement". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aquí añado parte de la información  biográfica que aparece en Wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Servan-Schreiber was born in Neuilly-sur-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine, he was co-founder and then director of the Centre for Integrative Medicine at the University of Pittsburgh Medical Center. Following his volunteer activity as physician in Iraq in 1991, he was one of the founders of the US branch of Médecins Sans Frontières, the international organization that was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize in 1999. He also served as volunteer in Guatemala, Kurdistan, Tajikistan, India, and Kosovo.[3] He was also a founding board member of Environmental Health Trust and a leader in efforts to promote safer cell phone use &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2002 he was awarded the Pennsylvania Psychiatric Society Presidential Award for Outstanding Career in Psychiatry. He is the author of Healing Without Freud or Prozac (translated in 29 languages, 1.3 million copies sold), and Anticancer: A New Way of Life (translated in 35 languages, New York Times best-seller, 1 million copies in print) in which he discloses his own diagnosis with a malignant brain tumor at the age of 31 and the treatment program that he put together to help himself beyond his surgery, chemotherapy, and radiotherapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was also a regular columnist for Ode magazine and other publications".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-675773011976912136?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/675773011976912136/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=675773011976912136' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/675773011976912136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/675773011976912136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/09/une-vie-pour-soigner-autrement-cuidar.html' title='David Servan-Screiber: Une vie pour soigner autrement - cuidar la vida de otra forma'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cCBVo44Zq3k/TmIHkEj0m9I/AAAAAAAAA5E/KC4YW15SrJk/s72-c/david222.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-7406270704331372015</id><published>2011-08-19T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T04:29:35.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psicología'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wise one opens her eyes'/><title type='text'>Pere Monras, oncólogo:" el nosotros es más inteligente que el yo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ov0HhGnCPW4/Tk5H-qbPbcI/AAAAAAAAA40/xMtF_UFIcpI/s1600/vintagerosegarden.tumblr1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ov0HhGnCPW4/Tk5H-qbPbcI/AAAAAAAAA40/xMtF_UFIcpI/s400/vintagerosegarden.tumblr1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642526525007818178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lavanguardia.com/20110819/54201748498/las-empresas-no-estimulan-el-talento-prefieren-mediocres.html#.Tk5Hn5OjbpI.blogger"&gt;&amp;quot;Las empresas no estimulan el talento, prefieren mediocres&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una curiosa entrevista en la que se habla de creatividad, conectividad, compartir, improvisar... en tiempos de crisis. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-7406270704331372015?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7406270704331372015/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=7406270704331372015' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7406270704331372015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7406270704331372015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/08/las-empresas-no-estimulan-el-talento.html' title='Pere Monras, oncólogo:&quot; el nosotros es más inteligente que el yo&quot;'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ov0HhGnCPW4/Tk5H-qbPbcI/AAAAAAAAA40/xMtF_UFIcpI/s72-c/vintagerosegarden.tumblr1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-7602049708552539895</id><published>2011-08-14T04:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T04:40:50.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libros'/><title type='text'>What You Need to Be A Writer - Lo que necesitas para ser escritor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-45mc1S07yH0/Tkez95QyxHI/AAAAAAAAA4s/sSKhSS74Cf0/s1600/wine-candles-pair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-45mc1S07yH0/Tkez95QyxHI/AAAAAAAAA4s/sSKhSS74Cf0/s400/wine-candles-pair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640674934229484658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What You Need to Be A Writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Ben--&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;From Ordinary Miracles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the college&lt;br /&gt;reading,&lt;br /&gt;the eager&lt;br /&gt;students gather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ask me&lt;br /&gt;what you need&lt;br /&gt;to be a writer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I, feeling flippant,&lt;br /&gt;jaunty&lt;br /&gt;(because&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing&lt;br /&gt;an 18th century&lt;br /&gt;dress&lt;br /&gt;&amp; think&lt;br /&gt;myself in love&lt;br /&gt;again),&lt;br /&gt;answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mazel,&lt;br /&gt;determination,&lt;br /&gt;talent, &amp; true&lt;br /&gt;grit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even&lt;br /&gt;believe it--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking&lt;br /&gt;as I do&lt;br /&gt;like an&lt;br /&gt;advertisement&lt;br /&gt;for easy&lt;br /&gt;success--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;designer dress,&lt;br /&gt;sly smile&lt;br /&gt;on my lips&lt;br /&gt;&amp; silver boots&lt;br /&gt;from&lt;br /&gt;Oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose&lt;br /&gt;they saw me&lt;br /&gt;my eyes&lt;br /&gt;swollen&lt;br /&gt;like sponges,&lt;br /&gt;my hand&lt;br /&gt;shaking&lt;br /&gt;with betrayal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fear&lt;br /&gt;rampant&lt;br /&gt;in the dark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose they saw&lt;br /&gt;the fear&lt;br /&gt;of never&lt;br /&gt;writing,&lt;br /&gt;the fear&lt;br /&gt;of being&lt;br /&gt;alone,&lt;br /&gt;the money fear,&lt;br /&gt;the fear fear,&lt;br /&gt;the fear&lt;br /&gt;of succumbing&lt;br /&gt;to fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then there's all&lt;br /&gt;I did&lt;br /&gt;not say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be&lt;br /&gt;a writer&lt;br /&gt;what you need&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something&lt;br /&gt;to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something&lt;br /&gt;that burns&lt;br /&gt;like a hot coal&lt;br /&gt;in your gut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something&lt;br /&gt;that pounds&lt;br /&gt;like a pump&lt;br /&gt;in your groin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the courage&lt;br /&gt;to love&lt;br /&gt;like a wound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that never&lt;br /&gt;heals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Erica Mann Jong &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-7602049708552539895?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7602049708552539895/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=7602049708552539895' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7602049708552539895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7602049708552539895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-you-need-to-be-writer-lo-que.html' title='What You Need to Be A Writer - Lo que necesitas para ser escritor'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-45mc1S07yH0/Tkez95QyxHI/AAAAAAAAA4s/sSKhSS74Cf0/s72-c/wine-candles-pair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-8209595703902021710</id><published>2011-08-10T04:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T05:02:12.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sueños'/><title type='text'>agua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n8XmUT8hFqs/TkJy0SKp58I/AAAAAAAAA4k/n0Pb4kS1_dU/s1600/bath-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n8XmUT8hFqs/TkJy0SKp58I/AAAAAAAAA4k/n0Pb4kS1_dU/s400/bath-l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639195925976573890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-8209595703902021710?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8209595703902021710/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=8209595703902021710' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8209595703902021710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8209595703902021710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/08/spa-virtual.html' title='agua'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n8XmUT8hFqs/TkJy0SKp58I/AAAAAAAAA4k/n0Pb4kS1_dU/s72-c/bath-l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-6223808410157365607</id><published>2011-08-06T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T09:38:38.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='películas'/><title type='text'>Tous les soleils - Silencio de amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_qGH07aA1EA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La última película del escritor y director francés  Philippe Claudel fue "Il y a longtemps que je t'aime", sobre la relación entre dos hermanas uhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifna de las cuales ha pasado los últimos años en la carcel. A pesar de ser muy dura tenía algo muy especial. Y esta que se acaba de estrenar en Madrid también aunque es mucho más alegre y en tono de comedia se atreve con casi todos los temas: un padre solo que educa a su hija adolescente descuidando su propia vida sentimental, su hermano que se exilia de Italia porque no soporta la política de Berlusconi, una mujer que muere en el hospital sin atreverse a llamar a su hija con la que no se habla hace años... Como fondo la ciudad de Estrasburgo, una banda sonora espléndida (el protagonista es profesor de música barroca y enseña a sus alumnos a bailar la tarantela encima de la mesa), unos diálogos en los que se alterna el francés y el italiano. Una auténtica delicia. Y si os apetece volver a escuchar alguna de estas canciones sin tener que descargarlas podeis ir a una página francesa de bandas sonoras de películas:&lt;a href="www.allobo.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; allobo.com y allí escribís Tous les soleils.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-6223808410157365607?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6223808410157365607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=6223808410157365607' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6223808410157365607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6223808410157365607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/08/tous-les-soleils-silencio-de-amor.html' title='Tous les soleils - Silencio de amor'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_qGH07aA1EA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-3603974782113997840</id><published>2011-08-04T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T04:15:15.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='películas'/><title type='text'>Un cuento chino de Sebastian Borensztein</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NjQG1HS32EU/Tjp8vBR9UaI/AAAAAAAAA4c/y7uVQ0dudlg/s1600/chino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NjQG1HS32EU/Tjp8vBR9UaI/AAAAAAAAA4c/y7uVQ0dudlg/s400/chino.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636955030847050146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es la tercera película del argentino Borensztein en la que encontramos a Ricardo Darín como protagonista. Su personaje es un excombatiente de la guerra de las Malvinas que lleva una vida llena de rutina, soledad, detenida en el pasado. Accidentalmente encuentra a un joven chino que también está solo y necesita ayuda para sobrevivir. En tono de tragicomedia vemos como unos pocos actores nos hablan de historias agridulces, la violencia, la alienación, la incomunicación, la buena voluntad... pero con un inesperado final feliz. Esta es última escena de la película, sorprendente y emotiva a la vez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-3603974782113997840?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3603974782113997840/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=3603974782113997840' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/3603974782113997840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/3603974782113997840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/08/un-cuento-chino-de-sebastian.html' title='Un cuento chino de Sebastian Borensztein'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NjQG1HS32EU/Tjp8vBR9UaI/AAAAAAAAA4c/y7uVQ0dudlg/s72-c/chino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-3365893954109100335</id><published>2011-08-03T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T05:10:28.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><title type='text'>Ageism - viejismo</title><content type='html'>Esta alabanza de John Carlin (periodista, autor del libro  "El factor humano" en el que se basó Clint Eastwood para "Invictus")  a la tradición española de disfrutar de la vida a cualquier edad me ha llamado la atención, y no sólo por el uso de la palabra "viejismo" (que supongo que es la traducción de ageism, discriminación por la edad).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W0WTItcxbhg/Tjk4W8h4KZI/AAAAAAAAA4U/WJ-tuUevVFU/s1600/Higuera%2Bfruto2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W0WTItcxbhg/Tjk4W8h4KZI/AAAAAAAAA4U/WJ-tuUevVFU/s400/Higuera%2Bfruto2009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636598375487383954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;España contra el viejismo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;JOHN CARLIN&lt;br /&gt;EL PAÍS - 03-08-2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi tío Gabriel, mi muy querido tío Gabriel, contaba una historia. Habría sido a comienzos de los años cincuenta, él tenía veintipocos años, vivía en Madrid y trabajaba como vendedor para una empresa estadounidense que fabricaba maquinaria pesada. Estaba en Sevilla, de trabajo, y un viernes por la noche se le acercaron tres señores mayores en el bar del hotel donde estaba hospedado. Por simpatía, nada más. A charlar y tomar un par de cañas.&lt;br /&gt;Congeniaron bien y al cabo de un rato los señores le preguntaron a mi tío si tenía algún plan para la mañana siguiente. Él dijo que no. Pues pasamos a buscarte a las cinco, dijeron. Vale, dijo mi tío, encogiendo los hombros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasaron por él a la hora indicada y salieron en coche de la ciudad. Tras unos 40 minutos se desviaron de la carretera y se detuvieron al lado de un huerto de higos. Los señores mayores sacaron una botella de anís y unas copas y, mientras bebían, cogían higos de los árboles y se los comían. Pasada una hora -una hora sumamente placentera- mi tío hizo una pregunta. "Miren, no saben lo que les agradezco que me hayan invitado. Pero, una pregunta ¿por qué tuvimos que salir tan temprano?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah", le contestó uno de los señores. "La madrugada es la mejor hora, cuando el rocío todavía cubre la fruta".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La historia la contaba y contaba y contaba mi tío y yo la sigo contando. Me encanta. Porque creo que define algo de España, o del Mediterráneo: una actitud hacia la vida, un disfrutar por disfrutar, un sencillo y sagaz deleite en lo que ofrece la tierra. Me encanta también porque me reafirma en la convicción de que España es un gran país para viejos. Si hay una cosa que tengo muy clara es que de viejo quiero vivir aquí. Es posible que me vaya a vivir a otro lado un tiempo (Londres, India, Tanzania, categóricamente no EE UU) pero que volveré a España a mis últimas vacaciones, las de la jubilación, seguro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En otros países, especialmente en los anglosajones, a los viejos los marginan, los esconden. Se impone el viejismo: una variante del apartheid no condenada. En España la regla es otra. Vaya usted a cualquier plaza de cualquier pueblo o ciudad. Ahí verá a las mamás con sus niños pequeños, a los adolescentes con sus patinetes, a los señores y señoras mayores sentados charlando: todos parte natural del escenario social, todos conviviendo, como mi tío Gabriel de joven y aquellos señores mayores que le invitaron a salir de copas al huerto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-3365893954109100335?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3365893954109100335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=3365893954109100335' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/3365893954109100335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/3365893954109100335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/08/ageism-viejismo.html' title='Ageism - viejismo'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W0WTItcxbhg/Tjk4W8h4KZI/AAAAAAAAA4U/WJ-tuUevVFU/s72-c/Higuera%2Bfruto2009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-8722693029246343540</id><published>2011-08-01T04:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T04:37:57.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost and found'/><title type='text'>Alvaro Cunqueiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bIj5MyJu0Qo/TjaPfZ7ifOI/AAAAAAAAA4M/x_8ErjY338c/s1600/paloma%2Ben%2Bnido.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bIj5MyJu0Qo/TjaPfZ7ifOI/AAAAAAAAA4M/x_8ErjY338c/s400/paloma%2Ben%2Bnido.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635849753400081634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quen puidera namorala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No niño novo do vento&lt;br /&gt;hai unha pomba dourada;&lt;br /&gt;quen puidera namorala,&lt;br /&gt;quen puidera namorala,&lt;br /&gt;meu amigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canta o luar e o amencer&lt;br /&gt;en frauta de verde olivo;&lt;br /&gt;quen puidera namorala,&lt;br /&gt;quen puidera namorala,&lt;br /&gt;meu amigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten ás de flor recente&lt;br /&gt;cousas de recén casada;&lt;br /&gt;quen puidera namorala,&lt;br /&gt;quen puidera namorala,&lt;br /&gt;meu amigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamén ten sombra de sombra&lt;br /&gt;e andar de primeiro río&lt;br /&gt;quen puidera namorala,&lt;br /&gt;quen puidera namorala,&lt;br /&gt;meu amigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=61245ad" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-8722693029246343540?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8722693029246343540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=8722693029246343540' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8722693029246343540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8722693029246343540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/08/alvaro-cunqueiro.html' title='Alvaro Cunqueiro'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bIj5MyJu0Qo/TjaPfZ7ifOI/AAAAAAAAA4M/x_8ErjY338c/s72-c/paloma%2Ben%2Bnido.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-4905479312787131200</id><published>2011-07-24T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T04:02:53.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roma. Naturaleza e ideal. Paisajes 1600-1650 - Rome. Nature and the Ideal</title><content type='html'>Más de cien obras de 36 artistas europeos se exponen en el Museo del Prado hasta el 25 de septiembre. Se recrea el origen del género paisajistico en Roma a principios del siglo XVII. Allí  Annibale Carracci, Nicolás Poussin, Diego Velázquez, Claude Lorraine, Salvatore Rossa, Goffredo Wals ... encontraron compradores para sus obras que disfrutaron de un gran éxito comercial. Uno de estos mecenas fue el rey español Felipe IV que encargó a varios artistas los cuadros para su nuevo palacio del Buen Retiro de Madrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs0VQ1jE05I/Tiv63HLgZdI/AAAAAAAAA30/t-ho00P_zkc/s1600/roma-naturaleza-e-ideal.-paisajes-1600-1650_portrait_galeria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 392px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs0VQ1jE05I/Tiv63HLgZdI/AAAAAAAAA30/t-ho00P_zkc/s400/roma-naturaleza-e-ideal.-paisajes-1600-1650_portrait_galeria.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632871583683995090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vista del jardín de Villa Médici de Roma. Diego Velázquez 1629&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-4905479312787131200?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4905479312787131200/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=4905479312787131200' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/4905479312787131200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/4905479312787131200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/roma-naturaleza-e-ideal-paisajes-1600.html' title='Roma. Naturaleza e ideal. Paisajes 1600-1650 - Rome. Nature and the Ideal'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs0VQ1jE05I/Tiv63HLgZdI/AAAAAAAAA30/t-ho00P_zkc/s72-c/roma-naturaleza-e-ideal.-paisajes-1600-1650_portrait_galeria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-2650250535661444182</id><published>2011-07-22T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T03:58:49.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psicología'/><title type='text'>Podcast educativos sobre psicología</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aTsknBVl4_4/TilX4DzyVYI/AAAAAAAAA3s/cjQgWv9vjxQ/s1600/freud%2Bfreud%2Bfreud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 129px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aTsknBVl4_4/TilX4DzyVYI/AAAAAAAAA3s/cjQgWv9vjxQ/s400/freud%2Bfreud%2Bfreud.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632129429610321282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde 2006 Apple facilita a través de itunes la descarga gratuita de podcast que pueden ser reproducidos en ipods o en otros reproductores de sonido. Los podcast educativos están ganando mucha popularidad y en muchas universidades los profesores graban sus conferencias consiguiendo no sólo una difusión inimaginable anteriormente sino también una mejora de las puntuaciones de los alumnos en los test si lo comparamos con las conferencias "en vivo".&lt;br /&gt; La clave de esta mejora está en dos condiciones importantes: la escucha activa y la nota de notas durante la misma. &lt;br /&gt;David van Nuys, un psicologo californiano, antiguo profesor de universidad estatal de Sonoma, ya retirado, dedica gran parte de su tiempo libre a la preparación de su programa "Shrink rap radio" en el que entrevista a psicologos de diferentes orientaciones (la mayoría son representantes de la llamada "psicología positiva") y comentan sus teorías, sus libros, etc. Tiene otro programa paralelo "the wise counsel". &lt;br /&gt;La APA (la asociación norteamericana de psicología) publica un interesante artículo (Giving psychology away, one podcast at a time.Professors are podcasting to showcase psychology’s breadth and link research to everyday life.By Sadie F. Dingfelder Monitor Staff February 2010, Vol 41, No. 2)en el que se reseñan los podcast más interesantes en este momento Estos son algunos de ellos: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Psych Files:&lt;/span&gt; A lively podcast that links academic research to everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shrink Rap Radio&lt;/span&gt;: In-depth interviews with top psychologists from a variety of areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; This Week in the History of Psychology&lt;/span&gt;: A look at important events from psychology’s past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Family Anatomy:&lt;/span&gt; Research-based parenting and relationship advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Great Ideas in Psychology: A rundown of psychology’s greatest hits, from psychoanalysis to behaviorism and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Psychology Podcast&lt;/span&gt;: Easily accessible explorations of topics such as eating disorders, virginity and persuasion. No new episodes are being produced, but the site offers 20 archived podcasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wise Counsel&lt;/span&gt;: Consumer-focused information on mental health, wellness and psychotherapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Science magazine:&lt;/span&gt; Weekly podcast from Science reports on new research from many disciplines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Radiolab:&lt;/span&gt; This show regularly touches on research by psychologists, including work on laughter, deception and how we make sense of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Science Friday&lt;/span&gt;: NPR host Ira Flatow explores the science behind today’s headlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-2650250535661444182?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2650250535661444182/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=2650250535661444182' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2650250535661444182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2650250535661444182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/podcast-educativos-sobre-psicologia.html' title='Podcast educativos sobre psicología'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aTsknBVl4_4/TilX4DzyVYI/AAAAAAAAA3s/cjQgWv9vjxQ/s72-c/freud%2Bfreud%2Bfreud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-1177335091285206920</id><published>2011-07-20T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T03:06:47.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libros'/><title type='text'>Lecturas errantes: Hay un largo camino que serpenteaThere's a Long, Long Trail A-Winding, de Russell Kirk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt8ZlsV_CNg/Tiaosp9o24I/AAAAAAAAA3k/weEk5yoqD_0/s1600/camino%2Bserpenteante.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt8ZlsV_CNg/Tiaosp9o24I/AAAAAAAAA3k/weEk5yoqD_0/s400/camino%2Bserpenteante.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631373869205478274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lecturaserrantes.blogspot.com/2011/02/theres-long-long-trail-winding-de.html"&gt;lecturas errantes: There&amp;#39;s a Long, Long Trail A-Winding, de Russell Kirk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un interesante comentario sobre el libro de Russell Kirk There is a long, long trail a-winding, título que evoca una conocida canción de principios del siglo XX, coincidiendo con la primera Guerra Mundial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-1177335091285206920?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1177335091285206920/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=1177335091285206920' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/1177335091285206920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/1177335091285206920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/lecturas-errantes-theres-long-long.html' title='Lecturas errantes: Hay un largo camino que serpenteaThere&apos;s a Long, Long Trail A-Winding, de Russell Kirk'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt8ZlsV_CNg/Tiaosp9o24I/AAAAAAAAA3k/weEk5yoqD_0/s72-c/camino%2Bserpenteante.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-2437507448338985657</id><published>2011-07-18T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T05:26:07.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wise one opens her eyes'/><title type='text'>Contra la indiferencia  Stephane Hessel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TrRHWKSXM7w/TiQlHchskVI/AAAAAAAAA3c/rp718bxI9_w/s1600/Morian-antes-los-egoistas-que-_54135299826_54026874601_600_226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TrRHWKSXM7w/TiQlHchskVI/AAAAAAAAA3c/rp718bxI9_w/s400/Morian-antes-los-egoistas-que-_54135299826_54026874601_600_226.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630666243966800210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Contra la indiferencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Último superviviente de las personas que hicieron posible la Declaración Universal de los Derechos Humanos, un marco sólido por el que luchar, este veterano de la resistencia, que sobrevivió a la tortura y la deportación en el campo de concentración de Buchenwald, ha dedicado su vida como embajador de Francia a combatir los totalitarismos y las injusticias políticas y sociales. Con '¡Indignaos!', superventas en Francia, llama a la insurrección pacífica, sobre todo de los jóvenes, a no claudicar ante la dictadura actual de los mercados financieros que amenazan la democracia, a no permitir tanta injusticia. "Coged el relevo, ¡indignaos!, porque la peor actitud es la indiferencia".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hablemos de la suerte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo soy un suertudo. He estado confinado en campos de concentración de los que me escapé en dos ocasiones, fui condenado a muerte..., pero he sobrevivido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Era usted Greco, el espía.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debía reorganizar la red de radios clandestinas para preparar la llegada del ejército aliado a Francia. La Gestapo me detuvo en julio de 1944, lo que significaba el fin de mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Se salvó por los pelos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La noche antes de mi ejecución, gracias a Eugen Kogon, que llevaba tres años en Buchenwald trabajando con el jefe del hospital y lo convenció de que podría paliar su pena si salvaba a tres oficiales aliados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;¿Y cómo lo hizo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tres jóvenes franceses moribundos fueron enviados al crematorio, lo hicieron con nuestra identidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Qué duro.&lt;br /&gt;El día que cumplí 24 años me convertí en otro. Es una historia trágica, sí. Es duro sobrevivir a un muerto.Medejó un gran sentimiento de responsabilidad: considero que una vida ganada tiene que ser una vida comprometida, y todo lo que hago lo hago porque sobreviví.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;¿Cree en el destino?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sí, creo que cada uno de nosotros tiene la posibilidad de hacer algo con su vida que sea significativo no sólo para sí mismo, sino también para los demás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;¿Qué ha entendido del ser humano?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En los campos de concentración las personas reaccionaban de dos maneras: estaban los que luchaban por su vida, los que se protegían y lo querían todo para ellos; y estaban los que ayudaban a los demás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;¿Y?&lt;br /&gt;Morían antes los egoístas que los altruistas. Y este es un mensaje para todos nosotros: hacer algo por los demás nos hace bien; sólo mirar por uno mismo nos hace caer, pero pensamos que es al contrario. Sé que lo que digo parece muy ético y moral, pero para mí fue una experiencia vital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Con 92 años se fue con su mujer a la franja de Gaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sí, justo después de la operación Plomo Fundido. Tengo la suerte de tener un cuerpo que funciona. Sólo me falta un ojo. Si me tapo el bueno, no la veo, pero con los dos veo su sonrisa y vi la destrucción que el ejército israelí hizo en ese pequeño territorio con una brutalidad insoportable para mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;¿Producto del miedo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se consideran un país pequeño, democrático y moderno, rodeado de gente que se puede volver loca y provocar atentados, así que eligen políticos estúpidos que creen que se puede vencer mediante la fuerza. Pero lo inteligente sería ayudar a los palestinos a tener un Estado y trabajar conjuntamente, porque siempre van a estar ahí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;¿Qué virtud le ha ayudado en la vida, la alegría, la inteligencia, la valentía...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi madre; una mujer excepcional, muy libre. “Tienes que ser feliz para que los demás sean felices”, me repetía, y yo hago lo que puedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Es usted jovial, lo ha conseguido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La gente que me conoce me considera un optimista empedernido, y yo siempre les digo: he vivido muchos problemas y siempre se fueron resolviendo. Hemos vencido al nazismo, al fascismo, al franquismo, al estalinismo, y vamos a vencer también al bushismo, ja, ja, ja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;¿Ese es su caballo de batalla?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabemos que si seguimos con una explotación loca de los recursos en 50 años ya no se podrá vivir aquí en la Tierra. Y que la inmensa distancia que existe entre ricos y pobres no para de aumentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;¿Qué entendió del ejercicio de la diplomacia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es lo contrario a hablar sin decir nada. La auténtica diplomacia dice lo que piensa a su gobierno y al gobierno con el que trabaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;¿Qué ha aprendido de la muerte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo soy goloso de la muerte, pienso que cuando venga, pronto, la acogeré como una amiga. Acabar la vida es algo maravilloso, ya ha durado suficiente, y no sabemos nada de la muerte, pero le puedo citar a Shakespeare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;En La tempestad él dice: “Estamos hechos de la misma materia que los sueños y nuestra breve vida cierra su círculo con otro sueño”. Me desperté ya hace mucho y un día me dormiré, y me gusta dormir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;¿Qué ha descubierto sobre sí mismo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que lo desagradable que me ha ocurrido se puede superar e incluso olvidar. No guardo recuerdos de lo queme hirió, guardo recuerdos de lo que funcionó, de lo que me alegró. Considero que para los problemas más graves de nuestro mundo actual podemos encontrar respuestas positivas. Por supuesto, muchos de mis amigos me llaman iluso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;¿La mejor herramienta para vivir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confianza y valor. Necesitamos confiar, en primer lugar en nosotros mismos, y después en los demás; y hay que saber que sólo funciona si ponemos también valor. Las dos cosas que tenemos que evitar son la indiferencia y la desesperación: aquello que probé y no funcionó y no volveré a probar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;¿Cuál es su consejo para los jóvenes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tened confianza, sed valientes, tenéis muchas cosas que hacer y más medios de los que nosotros tuvimos cuando éramos jóvenes, herramientas como internet para trabajar juntos como acaban de hacerlo los egipcios. ¡Adelante!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-2437507448338985657?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2437507448338985657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=2437507448338985657' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2437507448338985657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2437507448338985657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/contra-la-indiferencia-hassel.html' title='Contra la indiferencia  Stephane Hessel'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TrRHWKSXM7w/TiQlHchskVI/AAAAAAAAA3c/rp718bxI9_w/s72-c/Morian-antes-los-egoistas-que-_54135299826_54026874601_600_226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-183471617716730367</id><published>2011-07-17T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T03:32:09.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><title type='text'>Information is beautiful. Datablog. Facts are sacred</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yLwIRtFWE7o/TiK2jbxsi4I/AAAAAAAAA3U/MIgwYU7C6aI/s1600/fish%2Bok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yLwIRtFWE7o/TiK2jbxsi4I/AAAAAAAAA3U/MIgwYU7C6aI/s400/fish%2Bok.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630263204034415490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http:///www.informationisbeautiful.net/2011/which-fish-arhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gife-okay-to-eat/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;David Mc Candless ha creado este gráfico en el que recoge las conclusiones de Greenpeace, Seafoodwatch y The Marine Conservation Society . En su página "Information is beautiful" tiene otros muchos gráficos interesantes sobre los más diversos temas . Este se publicó el pasado  24 de Junio en Datablog.( Facts are sacred) en el diario digital británico  The Guardian. Una de las conclusiones es que las ostras, las almejas y los mejillones son recomendables. Otra es que hay que consumir variedad de pescados e informarse sobre el tipo de captura, la procedencia, etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-183471617716730367?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/183471617716730367/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=183471617716730367' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/183471617716730367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/183471617716730367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/which-fish-are-ok-to-eat_17.html' title='Information is beautiful. Datablog. Facts are sacred'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yLwIRtFWE7o/TiK2jbxsi4I/AAAAAAAAA3U/MIgwYU7C6aI/s72-c/fish%2Bok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-6225664630034051609</id><published>2011-07-16T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T03:54:02.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Me fascina que podamos ser infieles y celosos"</title><content type='html'>Enlace a la entrevista con el escritor Ian McEwan (Expiación)tras la publicación en Anagrama de "Solaris" La Contra. La Vanguardia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lavanguardia.com/lacontra/20110715/54186576283/me-fascina-que-podamos-ser-infieles-y-celosos.html#.TiFs99pIW6k.blogger"&gt;&amp;quot;Me fascina que podamos ser infieles y celosos&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-6225664630034051609?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6225664630034051609/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=6225664630034051609' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6225664630034051609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6225664630034051609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/me-fascina-que-podamos-ser-infieles-y.html' title='&quot;Me fascina que podamos ser infieles y celosos&quot;'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-4723247597908296292</id><published>2011-07-15T05:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T05:11:21.404-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los años oscuros ¿vuelven?'/><title type='text'>Próximo curso: David Trueba</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;EL PAÍS  -  Pantallas -&lt;/span&gt; 15-07-2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta los magos torpes saben que distraer la mirada del testigo hacia el lugar que tú quieres es una de las claves para culminar el truco. Sucede lo mismo en los medios de comunicación. Existe ahí fuera una enorme fatiga ante la estrategia que un famoso chiste definió como la elección entre susto y muerte. Algo de eso tiene enfrentarse al quiosco y a los noticiarios. Anteayer España e Italia caían en el abismo. Ayer los mercados nos daban una tregua. Hoy, vaya usted a saber. Sometidos a este constante susto o muerte, a la gente le entran ganas de decir lo que decía un viejo paciente en un hospital que frecuenté: "Avísenme cuando me haya muerto, que mientras tanto seguiré pensando en mis cosas".&lt;br /&gt;El curso escolar se diseña y organiza durante las vacaciones. Los institutos parecen bien tocados en estas fechas, pero están vacíos y casi sin voz. Los noticiarios se muestran más preocupados por los sucesos en piscinas, los accidentes de niños en parques acuáticos y las recomendaciones de crema solar, más rentables para la industria untuosa que la mejor recomendación de todas: protegerse del sol exponiéndose muy moderadamente a él. No hay sitio entre las informaciones para dar cuenta de lo que sucede en los institutos madrileños, donde los recortes afectan a personal de complemento, a horas lectivas, a organización interna y, finalmente, a la calidad educativa de los niños. Estamos de vacaciones y a nadie le apetece hablar del curso que viene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El agosto pasado, por ejemplo, fue una oportunidad perfecta para que la consejera educativa de la comunidad, Lucía Figar, en un congreso de la organización religiosa Comunión y Liberación recibiera ovaciones bien generosas cuando explicó que la lucha contra el fracaso escolar en la región pasaba por dar más poder de decisión, dinero público y suelo para construir colegios privados religiosos como los que se habían concedido a la asociación que la agasajaba. El verano da para mucho, para el trabajo de las termitas mientras el ocio te entretiene fuera de casa. Luego llegará el curso y habrá que llenar los agujeros con un discurso bien distinto, porque todo sucedió, una vez más, mientras mirábamos para otro lado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-4723247597908296292?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4723247597908296292/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=4723247597908296292' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/4723247597908296292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/4723247597908296292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/proximo-curso-david-trueba.html' title='Próximo curso: David Trueba'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-4512105040020965075</id><published>2011-07-15T04:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T04:55:15.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Ardores de agosto: Camilleri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_0pgqW2GC7c/TiAnTvUFkBI/AAAAAAAAA28/tGJ5FxJS71M/s1600/Marc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_0pgqW2GC7c/TiAnTvUFkBI/AAAAAAAAA28/tGJ5FxJS71M/s400/Marc.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629542754284834834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wvaRSGzv2TE/TiAniKWF9aI/AAAAAAAAA3E/O9ZGmWvig68/s1600/garden%2Band%2Blibrary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wvaRSGzv2TE/TiAniKWF9aI/AAAAAAAAA3E/O9ZGmWvig68/s400/garden%2Band%2Blibrary.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629543002059175330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me he divertido mucho con este libro. A veces tenía que soltarlo un momento para reirme a gusto. Es un perfecto compañero de sofá y ventilador. Lo único malo es que apetece irse a Sicilia a ver aquello de cerca, y comer alguna de las exquisiteces que se zampa el inspector Montalbano dentro o fuera de casa, entre chapuzones en el mar para ir sobrellevando un terrible agosto buscando al asesino de una bellísima adolescente e intentando no ser seducido por la decidida y hermosa  hermana gemela de la chica asesinada que se mete de lleno en la búsqueda del culpable. Un final agridulce que hace más apetecible aún el siguiente libro de la serie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-4512105040020965075?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4512105040020965075/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=4512105040020965075' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/4512105040020965075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/4512105040020965075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/all-you-need-is-book-and-garden-dog.html' title='Ardores de agosto: Camilleri'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_0pgqW2GC7c/TiAnTvUFkBI/AAAAAAAAA28/tGJ5FxJS71M/s72-c/Marc.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-7086462844523338499</id><published>2011-07-14T01:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T01:38:47.001-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psicología'/><title type='text'>Dare. Change. Atrévete. Cambia</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dkcIWigUYU4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saga Falabella encargó a la agencia de Leo Burnett este anuncio que se basa en la necesidad humana de cambiar y en el miedo a esos cambios. Me gusta la historia que cuenta aunque se haya hecho para que las mujeres nos compremos otro vestido que no necesitamos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-7086462844523338499?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7086462844523338499/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=7086462844523338499' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7086462844523338499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7086462844523338499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/dare-change-atrevete-cambia.html' title='Dare. Change. Atrévete. Cambia'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dkcIWigUYU4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-5100926646142623940</id><published>2011-07-13T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T03:55:24.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psicología'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Camara café; Coaching</title><content type='html'>He vuelto a ver el inimitable "ya peco yo por tí" de Luis Guridi (Bernardo en Cámara Café) y he recuperado la risa tonta de cada noche hace sólo  un par de añitos. Y los comentarios de al día siguiente. En un viaje estuvimos las horas muertas recordando escenas geniales de esta serie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vQT5qCsHFJM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-5100926646142623940?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5100926646142623940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=5100926646142623940' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/5100926646142623940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/5100926646142623940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/camara-cafe-coaching.html' title='Camara café; Coaching'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vQT5qCsHFJM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-6109279395255034166</id><published>2011-07-11T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T12:16:00.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='niños'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sueños'/><title type='text'>Misterios, niños y caballos: Magdalen Nabb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5t5dwM-N5E/ThtERw6BHeI/AAAAAAAAA20/NsplFpmxHcM/s1600/magdalen%2Bnabb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5t5dwM-N5E/ThtERw6BHeI/AAAAAAAAA20/NsplFpmxHcM/s400/magdalen%2Bnabb.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628167231306276322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magdalen Nabb, una joven ceramista inglesa se traslada a vivir a Florencia con su hijo pequeño tras su divorcio. Allí se establece y empieza a escribir novelas de misterio que atraen la atención de Simenon, con el que mantiene correspondencia durante mucho tiempo.El protagonista de sus novelas es el siciliano Salvatore Guarnaccia.&lt;br /&gt; También tiene mucho éxito su serie de libros infantiles (Josie Smith)que fue adaptada como serie televisiva. El personaje es una recreación de su propia infancia, ya que perdió muy pronto a su padre y más tarde a su madre. &lt;br /&gt; Tras su repentino fallecimiento,debido a un infarto mientras montaba a caballo (otra de sus grandes pasiones) los carabinieri florentinos le rindieron homenaje vistiendo su uniforme de gala y sirviendo de guardia de honor a su feretro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear fellow-writer and friend&lt;br /&gt;It is so good to walk with you through the animated streets of Florence, with its carabinieri, its ordinary people, its little trattorie and even its noisy tourists. It's all so alive, you can hear the noises, smell the smells, see that morning mist on the fast flowing Arno..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Georges Simenon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The world is made up of five elements: earth, air, fire, water and the Florentines."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pope Alexander VIth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magdalen Nabb's novels are all set in Florence and the surrounding Tuscan countryside. They are inspired by the place, its history, current events and by the people. There is an element of crime in all the stories. Florence does not have the high murder rate of, say, an American city like Baltimore but it does have a history of spectacular, sometimes baroque murders. Most of the novels are based on studies of real crimes. In some cases, the research involved is extensive and the collaboration of the Florence carabinieri is essential&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-6109279395255034166?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6109279395255034166/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=6109279395255034166' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6109279395255034166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6109279395255034166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/misterios-ninos-y-caballos-magdalen.html' title='Misterios, niños y caballos: Magdalen Nabb'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5t5dwM-N5E/ThtERw6BHeI/AAAAAAAAA20/NsplFpmxHcM/s72-c/magdalen%2Bnabb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-2750791889847463386</id><published>2011-07-08T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T04:15:59.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música para...'/><title type='text'>Lost Highway Records: Van Morrison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.losthighwayrecords.com/artist/detail.aspx?nid=1904&amp;amp;aid=248"&gt;Lost Highway Records: Van Morrison&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it simple (2008)&lt;br /&gt;'ve seen the future&lt;br /&gt;So I already know&lt;br /&gt;Baby you've been let down&lt;br /&gt;You can't take anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hear that I'm untrue&lt;br /&gt;But you've been around too&lt;br /&gt;I don't hide it from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you're needy&lt;br /&gt;Baby, take it easy&lt;br /&gt;And we can make all our dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;If you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down if you don't expect any more from me&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got much for you&lt;br /&gt;It's all right&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna get down&lt;br /&gt;Keep it simple, now [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time keeps slipping us by&lt;br /&gt;When we're alone&lt;br /&gt;Music makes me get high&lt;br /&gt;We're getting down on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this groove just take you&lt;br /&gt;Make your booty shake too&lt;br /&gt;Just show me what you can do&lt;br /&gt;I know that you're needy&lt;br /&gt;Baby, take it easy&lt;br /&gt;We can make all our dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;If you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down if you don't expect any more from me&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got much for you&lt;br /&gt;It's all right&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna get down&lt;br /&gt;Keep it simple, now [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel?&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel all right? [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down if you don't expect any more from me&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got much for you&lt;br /&gt;It's all right&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna get down&lt;br /&gt;Keep it simple, now [x2]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-2750791889847463386?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2750791889847463386/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=2750791889847463386' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2750791889847463386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2750791889847463386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/lost-highway-records-van-morrison.html' title='Lost Highway Records: Van Morrison'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-6350274546476976941</id><published>2011-07-08T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T04:04:55.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wise one opens her eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sueños'/><title type='text'>You build on failure</title><content type='html'>Johnny Cash Interview &lt;br /&gt;A lot of people let failure get them down. You're saying that you've got to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Cash: You build on failure. You use it as a stepping stone. Close the door on the past. You don't try to forget the mistakes, but you don't dwell on it. You don't let it have any of your energy, or any of your time, or any of your space. If you analyze it as you're moving forward, you'll never fall in the same trap twice, which I can't say that I haven't been guilty of doing. But my advice is, if they're going to break your legs once when you go in that place, stay out of there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=9307810" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-6350274546476976941?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6350274546476976941/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=6350274546476976941' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6350274546476976941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6350274546476976941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-build-on-failure.html' title='You build on failure'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-6142380181751730210</id><published>2011-07-07T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T03:31:57.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psicología'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wise one opens her eyes'/><title type='text'>Psicología positiva: "Dése permiso para ser humano"</title><content type='html'>Entrevista en la Vanguardia a Ben Shahar,profesor de psicología positiva de la universidad de Harvard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lavanguardia.com/lacontra/20110614/54170544354/dese-permiso-para-ser-humano.html#.ThWI3XzE8Cc.blogger"&gt;&amp;quot;Dése permiso para ser humano&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-6142380181751730210?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6142380181751730210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=6142380181751730210' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6142380181751730210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6142380181751730210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/dese-permiso-para-ser-humano.html' title='Psicología positiva: &quot;Dése permiso para ser humano&quot;'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-8658985515871605470</id><published>2011-07-06T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T06:18:01.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música para...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>Caresse sur l'ocean - Los niños del coro BSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tvhu5cuSSJw/ThRgONehpaI/AAAAAAAAA2s/QLwSh3WymbQ/s1600/oceano1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tvhu5cuSSJw/ThRgONehpaI/AAAAAAAAA2s/QLwSh3WymbQ/s400/oceano1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626227631744722338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=421bf60" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caresse sur l'océan&lt;br /&gt;Porte l'oiseau si léger&lt;br /&gt;Revenant des terres enneigées&lt;br /&gt;Air éphémère de l'hiver&lt;br /&gt;Au loin ton écho s'éloigne&lt;br /&gt;Châteaux en Espagne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vire au vent tournoie déploie tes ailes&lt;br /&gt;Dans l'aube grise du levant&lt;br /&gt;Trouve un chemin vers l'arc-en-ciel&lt;br /&gt;Se découvrira le printemps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caresse sur l'océan&lt;br /&gt;Pose l'oiseau si léger&lt;br /&gt;Sur la pierre d'une île immergée&lt;br /&gt;Air éphémère de l'hiver&lt;br /&gt;Enfin ton souffle s'éloigne&lt;br /&gt;Loin dans les montagnes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vire au vent tournoie déploie tes ailes&lt;br /&gt;Dans l'aube grise du levant&lt;br /&gt;Trouve un chemin vers l'arc-en-ciel&lt;br /&gt;Se découvrira le printemps&lt;br /&gt;Calme sur l'océan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caricia sobre el oceano&lt;br /&gt;lleva a un pájaro tan ligero&lt;br /&gt;que vuelve de tierras nevadas.&lt;br /&gt;Aire efímero de invierno,&lt;br /&gt;a lo lejos tu eco se aleja&lt;br /&gt;castillos en españa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(estribillo:)&lt;br /&gt;Vira al&lt;br /&gt;viento,gira,despliega&lt;br /&gt;tus alas&lt;br /&gt;en el alba gris de oriente&lt;br /&gt;encuentra un camino en el arcoiris&lt;br /&gt;llegará la primavera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una caricia sobre el océano&lt;br /&gt;deja a un pájaro tan ligero&lt;br /&gt;sobre le piedra de una&lt;br /&gt;isla sumergida.&lt;br /&gt;Aire efímero de invierno&lt;br /&gt;al final tu aliento se aleja&lt;br /&gt;lejos,en las montañas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(estribillo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calma sobre el océano&lt;br /&gt;Letras: Caresse sur L'ocean (Traducida) Les Choristes [final]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta maravilla de música es lo que escuchamos todas las mañanas al terminar la clase de gimnasia en el agua, mientras hacemos estiramientos. No se puede pedir más.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-8658985515871605470?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8658985515871605470/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=8658985515871605470' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8658985515871605470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8658985515871605470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/caresse-sur-locean-los-ninos-del-coro.html' title='Caresse sur l&apos;ocean - Los niños del coro BSO'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tvhu5cuSSJw/ThRgONehpaI/AAAAAAAAA2s/QLwSh3WymbQ/s72-c/oceano1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-9071415360432045263</id><published>2011-07-02T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T02:03:23.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='películas'/><title type='text'>Tinker, tailor, soldier, spy 2011 - Calderero, sastre, soldado, espía  Smiley is here again</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VkUdXnOBOf0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una nueva versión todavía pendiente de estreno en España. De la famosa novela de John Le Carré, que acaba de donar a Oxford, su antigua universidad (y también la de su inolvidable personaje Georges Smiley) el manuscrito originalde esta famosa novela , que permitirá a los eruditos estudiar el proceso creativo de este escritor. Volvemos a la guerra fría, a la búsqueda de un topo en el servicio secreto británico. Gary Oldman será Smiley en esta película de Thomas Alfredson , el director sueco de "Déjame entrar" (2008), una película de vampiros lde tratamiento poco habitual ya que la ternura y el horror van de la mano, creando sentimientos contradictorios en el espectador.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-9071415360432045263?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/9071415360432045263/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=9071415360432045263' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/9071415360432045263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/9071415360432045263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/tinker-tailor-soldier-spy-2011-smiley.html' title='Tinker, tailor, soldier, spy 2011 - Calderero, sastre, soldado, espía  Smiley is here again'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VkUdXnOBOf0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-7504779889752667692</id><published>2011-07-02T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T04:36:56.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>Promover la creatividad - Promote creativity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y06pu7twWGw/Tg78whITvlI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Zo7hC5vKSso/s1600/cover%2Bnew%2BDe%2Bl%2527art%2Bdu%2BB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y06pu7twWGw/Tg78whITvlI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Zo7hC5vKSso/s400/cover%2Bnew%2BDe%2Bl%2527art%2Bdu%2BB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624710895089466962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La ilustración es la portada de uno de los libros del psiquiatra francés Christophe André, que nos va mostrando diferentes aspectos de la felicidad a través de sus comentarios sobre varios cuadros de distintos artistas. Y fomentar la creatividad es algo que todos podemos hacer en cierta medida. &lt;br /&gt;Por ejemplo facilitando a los niños y a los jóvenes el trabajo creativo, valorandolo pero dejando que cada uno exprese su propia individualidad, reduciendo la ansiedad de hacer las cosas de "la manera correcta", promoviendo el respeto por lo diferente, ayudandoles a considerar diferentes alternativas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How can I promote creativity in my community?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are just a few ways you can encourage creativity in young people &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Provide a special, private area for young people to work creatively , supply materials as costumes, instruments, etc and display creative work but avoid excessive evaluation and sex-role stereotypes.&lt;br /&gt;    Allow children to be unique and express their individuality and create a safe , favorable environment, reducing anxiety about being correct, prevent ridicule, promote respect for the unusual.&lt;br /&gt;Teach adolescents to question assumptions by considering and evaluating different alternatives. Help them to redefine problems and think across subjects. Use humor and be creative in front of others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-7504779889752667692?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7504779889752667692/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=7504779889752667692' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7504779889752667692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7504779889752667692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/07/promover-la-creatividad-promote.html' title='Promover la creatividad - Promote creativity'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y06pu7twWGw/Tg78whITvlI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Zo7hC5vKSso/s72-c/cover%2Bnew%2BDe%2Bl%2527art%2Bdu%2BB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-3656260420195377948</id><published>2011-06-29T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T02:08:29.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='botanica'/><title type='text'>Photo España y granados en flor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--QEMqrt37Go/Tgr27uhSitI/AAAAAAAAA2U/TMnnGPga7G0/s1600/granado%2Ben%2Bflor%2Bbotanico%2Bmadrid.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--QEMqrt37Go/Tgr27uhSitI/AAAAAAAAA2U/TMnnGPga7G0/s400/granado%2Ben%2Bflor%2Bbotanico%2Bmadrid.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623578590685858514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Rfic0AxVWs/Tgr20WvatNI/AAAAAAAAA2M/yxT7WxebtDQ/s1600/otra%2Bvariedad%2Bde%2Bgranado%2Ben%2Bflor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Rfic0AxVWs/Tgr20WvatNI/AAAAAAAAA2M/yxT7WxebtDQ/s400/otra%2Bvariedad%2Bde%2Bgranado%2Ben%2Bflor.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623578464043578578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1TLVVbXNZM/Tgr2ipIJ9MI/AAAAAAAAA2A/fbNk1FQ3RVk/s1600/pere%2Bformiguera%2Beulalaia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1TLVVbXNZM/Tgr2ipIJ9MI/AAAAAAAAA2A/fbNk1FQ3RVk/s400/pere%2Bformiguera%2Beulalaia.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623578159741531330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el pabellón Villanueva del Jardín Botánico de Madrid puede verse una exposición fotográfica en torno al tema del paso del tiempo, Pere Formiguere nos muestra varias imágenes con el título Eulalia. Las otras fotos son dos variedades diferentes de granado en flor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-3656260420195377948?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3656260420195377948/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=3656260420195377948' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/3656260420195377948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/3656260420195377948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/06/photo-espana-y-granados-en-flor.html' title='Photo España y granados en flor'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--QEMqrt37Go/Tgr27uhSitI/AAAAAAAAA2U/TMnnGPga7G0/s72-c/granado%2Ben%2Bflor%2Bbotanico%2Bmadrid.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-8219808348704667965</id><published>2011-06-26T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T02:45:42.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>Drawing conclusions/Testamento mortal. La  última (de momento) de Donna León</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7xgQbELtF-k/TgmgbrPFMAI/AAAAAAAAA14/dj2jCWsrmgQ/s1600/donna%2Bleon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7xgQbELtF-k/TgmgbrPFMAI/AAAAAAAAA14/dj2jCWsrmgQ/s400/donna%2Bleon.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif623202007071666178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigo una recomendación del blog de Golem &lt;a href="golem-librosycomentarios.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; y ya estoy disfrutando de la última novela de serie de Brunetti que en castellano se llama Testamento Mortal pero en la versión inglesa se titula Drawing conclusions. &lt;br /&gt;Los personajes se siguen moviendo en el mismo escenario de la ciudad de Venecia, donde no hay coches y el comisario suele ir caminando a todos sitios. Sigue enamorado de su mujer después de 20 años de matrimonio, siguen compartiendo los platos que cocina ella a fuego lento mientras lee el periódico y siguen discutiendo de casi todo con una copa de vino o con un buen libro en el sofá. Esto sí que es vida, aunque tengas un jefe soberbio y vanidoso porque su secretaria, la signorina Elettra, un personaje con muchas luces y sombras es una eficacísima buscadora de información a través de su ordenador o de sus sorprendentes contactos. Eso sí, siempre viste de forma impecable y se gasta un presupuesto en flores para la oficina. Nada que ver con la novela sueca, donde comen mal, no tienen amigos y trabajan todo el día a base de cafés de máquina. Este canto a la vida italiana, a pesar de los guiños contra la corrupción o la ineficacia de muchos organismos viene de una mujer enamorada de la música barroca y de Venecia y que ha publicado también un libro "Sin Brunetti" donde presenta una serie de artículos sobre muchos temas y que es realmente interesante ya que esta escritora americana ha viajado y dado clase en muchos países diferentes antes de establecerse en Italia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-8219808348704667965?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8219808348704667965/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=8219808348704667965' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8219808348704667965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8219808348704667965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/06/drawing-conclusionstestamento-mortal-la.html' title='Drawing conclusions/Testamento mortal. La  última (de momento) de Donna León'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7xgQbELtF-k/TgmgbrPFMAI/AAAAAAAAA14/dj2jCWsrmgQ/s72-c/donna%2Bleon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-8623336730776553853</id><published>2011-06-25T04:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T04:59:48.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost and found'/><title type='text'>As tears go by</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f8_vx8YthLM/TgXL_T9N-yI/AAAAAAAAA1g/__nJHDZUz2c/s1600/mariannefaithfull55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f8_vx8YthLM/TgXL_T9N-yI/AAAAAAAAA1g/__nJHDZUz2c/s400/mariannefaithfull55.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622123998391171874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=508f63a" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(m. jagger/k. richards)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the evening of the day&lt;br /&gt;I sit and watch the children play&lt;br /&gt;Smiling faces I can see&lt;br /&gt;But not for me&lt;br /&gt;I sit and watch&lt;br /&gt;As tears go by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My riches can't buy everything&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear the children sing&lt;br /&gt;All I hear is the sound&lt;br /&gt;Of rain falling on the ground&lt;br /&gt;I sit and watch&lt;br /&gt;As tears go by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the evening of the day&lt;br /&gt;I sit and watch the children play&lt;br /&gt;Doin things I used to do&lt;br /&gt;They think are new&lt;br /&gt;I sit and watch&lt;br /&gt;As tears go by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque Marianne Faithfull fue más conocida en los 60 y 70 por su relación con Mick Jagger y sus problemas con las drogas en estos momentos tiene una sólida reputación como actriz y cantante. Hace poco pudimos verla en televisión en "Irina Palm" y aunque he visto en su página web muchas canciones interesantes (su interpretación de la opera de tres peniques de Bertold Bretch es magnífica) esta versión tan sesentera me ha parecido muy fresca y muy apetecible en un día como hoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-8623336730776553853?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8623336730776553853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=8623336730776553853' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8623336730776553853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8623336730776553853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/06/as-tears-go-by.html' title='As tears go by'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f8_vx8YthLM/TgXL_T9N-yI/AAAAAAAAA1g/__nJHDZUz2c/s72-c/mariannefaithfull55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-2249445628323892034</id><published>2011-06-22T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T10:31:06.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psicología'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='películas'/><title type='text'>A dangerous method: the talking cure- un método peligroso: la curación por la palabra</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="flashObj" width="486" height="412" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,47,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9?isVid=1" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="videoId=1010505128001&amp;playerID=18866168001&amp;playerKey=AQ~~,AAAAAB1-JM0~,FkO2We_lk8OKCDAR78oWEi9bP3Y8Mex3&amp;domain=embed&amp;dynamicStreaming=true" /&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://admin.brightcove.com" /&gt;&lt;param name="seamlesstabbing" value="false" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="swLiveConnect" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9?isVid=1" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=1010505128001&amp;playerID=18866168001&amp;playerKey=AQ~~,AAAAAB1-JM0~,FkO2We_lk8OKCDAR78oWEi9bP3Y8Mex3&amp;domain=embed&amp;dynamicStreaming=true" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="486" height="412" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" swLiveConnect="true" allowScriptAccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una historia sobre los inicios del psicoanalisis con el joven Jung, su mentor Freud (interpretado por Viggo Mortensen) y una joven de origen ruso, Sabina Spielrein que empieza siendo paciente de Jung y acaba teniendo una gran influencia sobre él e integrandose en los circulos psicoanalíticos vieneses. Todavía no se ha estrenado en España esta película de David Cronenberg, basada en una obra de teatro llamada the talking cure. Hay una biografía sobre la vida de Sabina, en la editorial Siruela que es una apasionante historia de la primera parte del siglo XX en Zurich, Viena y más tarde en Rusia donde Sabina y su marido trabajan en clínicas de atención psicologica para niños. Jean Piaget se psicoanalizó con ella y más tarde colaboró con Luria y con Vigostky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-2249445628323892034?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2249445628323892034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=2249445628323892034' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2249445628323892034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2249445628323892034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/06/dangerous-method-talking-cure-un-metodo.html' title='A dangerous method: the talking cure- un método peligroso: la curación por la palabra'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-2706141204616408972</id><published>2011-06-15T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T02:08:11.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='botanica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='namasté'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='árboles'/><title type='text'>String garden - jardines colgantes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qpIVnm7Hy5Y/TfhtXdJe2AI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/HOtkXrGGJJE/s1600/rosa%2By%2Bnaranja.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 207px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qpIVnm7Hy5Y/TfhtXdJe2AI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/HOtkXrGGJJE/s400/rosa%2By%2Bnaranja.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618360784873510914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMJmB7mPHTk/Tfhrahfr2SI/AAAAAAAAA1I/umKSXGlliVQ/s1600/red%2Bstring%2Bgardens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMJmB7mPHTk/Tfhrahfr2SI/AAAAAAAAA1I/umKSXGlliVQ/s400/red%2Bstring%2Bgardens.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618358638556731682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpXt5MNxHSg/TfhrTrpT8gI/AAAAAAAAA1A/390Z120jdUQ/s1600/lemon%2Bon%2Bstring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpXt5MNxHSg/Tfhrhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifTrpT8gI/AAAAAAAAA1A/390Z120jdUQ/s400/lemon%2Bon%2Bstring.jpg" border="0" http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifalt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618358521022378498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenía que ser un artista holandés, Fedor van der Valk, quien se atreviera con estos jardines colgantes en los que el cepellón está protegido por musgo y cuidadosamente rodeado de cuerda tejida con una aguja de crochet de forma que la planta no necesita ningún tipo de maceta o contenedor y las raices acaban siendo visibles al cabo del tiempo Hay plantas de todo tipo, incluso árboles frutales. &lt;a href="http://"&gt;www.stringgardens.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo de momento me conformaré con mis maceta de perejil y de albahaca y mis proyectos de bonsai desde semilla. Acabo de leer el resultado de unos estudios sobre el efecto de tener plantas en el interior de casas y oficinas: aumenta la productividad y mejora el bienestar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-2706141204616408972?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2706141204616408972/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=2706141204616408972' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2706141204616408972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2706141204616408972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/06/string-garden-jardines-colgantes.html' title='String garden - jardines colgantes'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qpIVnm7Hy5Y/TfhtXdJe2AI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/HOtkXrGGJJE/s72-c/rosa%2By%2Bnaranja.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-6693978171250133262</id><published>2011-06-12T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T05:33:45.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><title type='text'>Beyond faces - más allá de un rostro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gO4YWV8eGnw/TfSWmlcG5UI/AAAAAAAAA0w/VmnQuG0LZrc/s1600/paternidad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gO4YWV8eGnw/TfSWmlcG5UI/AAAAAAAAA0w/VmnQuG0LZrc/s400/paternidad.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617280224867050818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una campaña muy digna sobre la visibilidad de la discapacidad intelectual. Se llama "Más allá de un rostro" y las fotografías de esos rostros de niños y bebés con síndrome de Down son impactantes tanto por las imágenes como por las palabras que las acompañan definiendo a ese niño. Pueden verse junto a la puerta del Retiro, en la madrileña plaza de la Independencia y los comentarios de la gente reflejan la emoción y la reflexión que nos invitan a hacer.&lt;br /&gt;Esta foto en concreto me gustó mucho (aunque realmente es muy difícil elegir sólo una). Para mí, lo interesante es que se ve a un padre demostrando ternura hacia un bebé que duerme en sus brazos. A lo largo de la Historia hemos visto tan pocas representaciones de la paternidad en ese lado "dulce" (estamos tan acostumbrados a las "maternidades" que las imagénes de la otra cara de la moneda son rompedoras). El niño se llama Gonzalo. Las palabras que acompañan esta imagen tan conmovedora: felicidad, plenitud...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-6693978171250133262?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6693978171250133262/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=6693978171250133262' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6693978171250133262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6693978171250133262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/06/father-and-son-padre-e-hijo.html' title='Beyond faces - más allá de un rostro'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gO4YWV8eGnw/TfSWmlcG5UI/AAAAAAAAA0w/VmnQuG0LZrc/s72-c/paternidad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-3403297383238880673</id><published>2011-06-09T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T12:41:19.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música para...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost and found'/><title type='text'>Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gx7Z86hDCi0/TfUWWEYCQ4I/AAAAAAAAA04/JWmlTeTdjhc/s1600/ParsleySageRosemaryThymew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 119px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gx7Z86hDCi0/TfUWWEYCQ4I/AAAAAAAAA04/JWmlTeTdjhc/s400/ParsleySageRosemaryThymew.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617420678602048386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to Scarborough Fair? &lt;br /&gt;Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme &lt;br /&gt;Remember me to one who lives there &lt;br /&gt;She once was a true love of mine &lt;br /&gt;Tell her to make me a cambric shirt &lt;br /&gt;   (On the side of a hill in the deep forest green) &lt;br /&gt;Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme &lt;br /&gt;   (Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground) &lt;br /&gt;Without no seams nor needlework &lt;br /&gt;   (Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain) &lt;br /&gt;Then she'll be a true love of mine &lt;br /&gt;   (Sleeps unaware of the clarion call) &lt;br /&gt;Tell her to find me an acre of land &lt;br /&gt;   (On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves) &lt;br /&gt;Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme &lt;br /&gt;   (Washes the ground with so many tears) &lt;br /&gt;Between the salt water and the sea strand &lt;br /&gt;   (A soldier cleans and polishes a gun) &lt;br /&gt;Then she'll be a true love of mine &lt;br /&gt;Tell her to reap it in a sickle of leather &lt;br /&gt;   (War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions) &lt;br /&gt;Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme &lt;br /&gt;   (Generals order their soldiers to kill) &lt;br /&gt;And to gather it all in a bunch of heather &lt;br /&gt;   (And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten) &lt;br /&gt;Then she'll be a true love of mine &lt;br /&gt;Are you going to Scarborough Fair? &lt;br /&gt;Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme &lt;br /&gt;Remember me to one who lives there &lt;br /&gt;She once was a true love of mine &lt;br /&gt;"Scarborough Fair" is a traditional ballad of the United Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;The song tells the tale of a young man, who tells the listener to ask his former lover to perform for him a series of impossible tasks, such as making him a shirt without a seam and then washing it in a dry well, adding that if she completes these tasks he will take her back. Often the song is sung as a duet, with the woman then giving her lover a series of equally impossible tasks, promising to give him his seamless shirt once he has finished.&lt;br /&gt;As the versions of the ballad known under the title "Scarborough Fair" are usually limited to the exchange of these impossible tasks, many suggestions concerning the plot have been proposed, including the hypothesis that it is a song about the Plague. The lyrics of "Scarborough Fair" appear to have something in common with an obscure Scottish ballad, The Elfin Knight (Child Ballad #2),[1] which has been traced at least as far back as 1670 and may well be earlier. In this ballad, an elf threatens to abduct a young woman to be his lover unless she can perform an impossible task ("For thou must shape a sark to me / Without any cut or heme, quoth he"); she responds with a list of tasks that he must first perform ("I have an aiker of good ley-land / Which lyeth low by yon sea-strand").&lt;br /&gt;The melody is very typical of the middle English period.&lt;br /&gt;As the song spread, it was adapted, modified, and rewritten to the point that dozens of versions existed by the end of the 18th century, although only a few are typically sung nowadays. The references to the traditional English fair, "Scarborough Fair" and the refrain "parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme" date to 19th century versions, and the refrain may have been borrowed from the ballad Riddles Wisely Expounded, (Child Ballad #1), which has a similar plot.&lt;br /&gt;Esta canción de Simon and Garfunkel (1966) estaba en la banda sonora de El Graduado y aunque se basa en una balada tradicional inglesa Paul  Simon intercaló algunos versos antibelicistas en la historia del hombre que encarga a un amigo suyo amigo que viaja al norte que hable con un antiguo amor y le proponga una serie de tareas imposibles de cumplir como condición para volver a estar juntos. He encontrado artículos sobre el uso tradicional y/o mágico  del perejil, la salvia, el romero y el tomillo que simbolizan virtudes como el amor, el valor, la fuerza...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-3403297383238880673?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3403297383238880673/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=3403297383238880673' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/3403297383238880673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/3403297383238880673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/06/parsley-sage-rosemary-and-thyme.html' title='Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gx7Z86hDCi0/TfUWWEYCQ4I/AAAAAAAAA04/JWmlTeTdjhc/s72-c/ParsleySageRosemaryThymew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-4731082498442691574</id><published>2011-06-09T04:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T04:28:16.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música para...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost and found'/><title type='text'>Girl from the north country: jhonny Cash and Bob Dylan</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=4539b19" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're traveling in the north country fair&lt;br /&gt;Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline&lt;br /&gt;Remember me to one who lives there&lt;br /&gt;She once was the true love of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you go when the snowflakes storm&lt;br /&gt;When the rivers freeze and summer ends&lt;br /&gt;Please see if she's a coat so warm&lt;br /&gt;To keep her from the howlin' winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please see if her hair hangs long&lt;br /&gt;If it rolls and flows all down her breast&lt;br /&gt;Please see from me if her hair hangs long&lt;br /&gt;That's the way I remember her best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a-wonderin' if she remember me at all&lt;br /&gt;Many times I've often prayed&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness of my night&lt;br /&gt;In the brightness of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're travelin' in the north country fair&lt;br /&gt;Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline&lt;br /&gt;Remember me to one who lives there&lt;br /&gt;She once was a true love of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-4731082498442691574?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4731082498442691574/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=4731082498442691574' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wise one opens her eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>Bésame, tonto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Vbj5KYZrNg/TepjBWIp2OI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Yf1enC21RbE/s1600/wild%2Blove.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Vbj5KYZrNg/TepjBWIp2OI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Yf1enC21RbE/s400/wild%2Blove.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614408760243640546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sé por qué. pero esta imagen de la exhibición Wordl Woods que se presenta en el madrileño parque del Retiro de Madrid me ha dejado sin palabras. &lt;br /&gt;A mi alrededor cientos de personas paseaban, compraban libros en la Feria, patinaban, tomaban el sol, remaban en una piragua, montaban en un barco "solar", improvisaban un picnic bajo un árbol o simplemente se besaban como los protagonistas de la foto de hoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-8690792957877894121?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8690792957877894121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=8690792957877894121' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8690792957877894121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8690792957877894121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/24050863?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/24050863"&gt;the apple galette&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/rachelchew"&gt;rachelchew&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-7603601822876346393?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7603601822876346393/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=7603601822876346393' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7603601822876346393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7603601822876346393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/06/mmmmmmm-galette-de-manzana.html' title='MMMMMMM    Galette de manzana'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-1006591386402944014</id><published>2011-05-28T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T01:37:03.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wise one opens her eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='namasté'/><title type='text'>Thresholds and gates. Angeles Arrien</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WcFxiS5qX4U/TeCz2rU4VAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/sB4g560LUW8/s1600/gate1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WcFxiS5qX4U/TeCz2rU4VAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/sB4g560LUW8/s400/gate1.1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611682887628248066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;Symbols of Transition: Thresholds and Gates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perseverance is a great element of success.&lt;br /&gt;If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate,&lt;br /&gt;you are sure to wake up something or somebody.&lt;br /&gt;––Henry Wadsworth Longfellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout history, images of thresholds and gates have served as symbolic passageways into new worlds. Imprinted on the human psyche, they herald the possibility of a new life, a new experience, or a new identity. They offer an opportunity for communion between different worlds: the sacred and profane, the internal and external, the subjective and objective, the visible and invisible, waking and dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symbolically, there is a marked distinction between a threshold and a gate. A threshold suggests the place or moment where transformational work, learning, or integration occurs. The gate suggests protecting and testing that must occur before we are allowed entry and permitted to do work at the threshold. Gates are often considered places of initiation or entryways into holy places, sacred grounds, or spiritually significant transitions. Deep archetypal feelings may surface when we are “at the gate.” Instinctively we recognize that we are required to let go of what is familiar, and prepare to enter and open ourselves to the unknown. Our passage through the gate is irreversible. We cannot go back. After we open the gate and stand upon the threshold, we must do the work of transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To thresh literally means to pound cereal grain to remove the husks and separate out the seeds. Figuratively, the threshing floor is where we tread, turn, twist, or flail as we do inner work. It is the place of the soul’s own threshing, where what is no longer necessary or aligned with our essential nature is released and discarded. We repeatedly come to the threshing floor to deliver ourselves to our final and holy excursion, in which we approach the opening to a hidden existence and discover a second grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--excerpt from The Second Half of Life: Opening the Eight Gates of Wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;Winner of the 2007 Nautilus Book Award for Best Book on Aging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                &lt;br /&gt;Monthly Practice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What current transitions or thresholds are you experiencing in your work, health, relationships or finances?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To do the “threshing work”, what do you need to discard or release? What are the specific actions and next steps that are needed to support the changes that you desire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; With each transition and the threshold work it requires, comes a second grace, blessing, and opportunity to support the changes needed. Identify these opportunities and take an action to support them every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Send e mail to info@angelesarrien.com with questions or comments about this web site.&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1998-2009 Angeles Arrien&lt;br /&gt;Last modified: April 04, 2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-1006591386402944014?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1006591386402944014/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=1006591386402944014' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/1006591386402944014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/1006591386402944014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/05/simbolos-de-transicion-umbrales-y.html' title='Thresholds and gates. Angeles Arrien'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WcFxiS5qX4U/TeCz2rU4VAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/sB4g560LUW8/s72-c/gate1.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-8529050479905900268</id><published>2011-05-26T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T02:19:33.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psicología'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wise one opens her eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotations'/><title type='text'>Si usted cree que la educación es cara, pruebe con la ignorancia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bpgYkefz8O4/Td4sGT6Hy7I/AAAAAAAAA0M/avto-2tIuH4/s1600/los%2Bjovenes%2Bel%2Broto.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bpgYkefz8O4/Td4sGT6Hy7I/AAAAAAAAA0M/avto-2tIuH4/s400/los%2Bjovenes%2Bel%2Broto.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610970672685108146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Si usted cree que la educación es cara, pruebe con la ignorancia&lt;br /&gt;Derek Curtis Bok&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-8529050479905900268?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8529050479905900268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=8529050479905900268' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8529050479905900268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8529050479905900268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/05/si-usted-cree-que-la-educacion-es-cara.html' title='Si usted cree que la educación es cara, pruebe con la ignorancia'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bpgYkefz8O4/Td4sGT6Hy7I/AAAAAAAAA0M/avto-2tIuH4/s72-c/los%2Bjovenes%2Bel%2Broto.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-2086164733720237322</id><published>2011-05-21T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T03:45:38.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><title type='text'>Left behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O32knqPp2vQ/TdeXtnRezPI/AAAAAAAAAz8/7ehaRh2vJ48/s1600/respeto.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nNJdVhKFep8/TdeVk3CiFLI/AAAAAAAAAzc/jBxvFz1EFgo/s400/written%2Bon%2Bthe%2Bwall.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609116321395643570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carteles y murales en la plaza del Sol de Madrid la noche del sábado 20 de Mayo. Había tanta gente que era muy difícil hacer fotos, sobre todo a las que se colgaban de lo alto de los edificios; se aplaudió mucho "apaga la tele, enciende tu mente"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-7127621138077501184?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7127621138077501184/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=7127621138077501184' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7127621138077501184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7127621138077501184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='Sábado diferente'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nNJdVhKFep8/TdeVk3CiFLI/AAAAAAAAAzc/jBxvFz1EFgo/s72-c/written%2Bon%2Bthe%2Bwall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-6248234465509558609</id><published>2011-05-08T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T01:48:26.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><title type='text'>be careful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqlmGNLVTEQ/TcZYfk7g7zI/AAAAAAAAAzA/yUJS2U7WUv4/s1600/viaje%2Bsan%2Bdiego%2B2011%2B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqlmGNLVTEQ/TcZYfk7g7zI/AAAAAAAAAzA/yUJS2U7WUv4/s400/viaje%2Bsan%2Bdiego%2B2011%2B014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604264085821648690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-6248234465509558609?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6248234465509558609/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=6248234465509558609' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6248234465509558609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6248234465509558609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/05/be-careful.html' title='be careful'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dqlmGNLVTEQ/TcZYfk7g7zI/AAAAAAAAAzA/yUJS2U7WUv4/s72-c/viaje%2Bsan%2Bdiego%2B2011%2B014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-428878114151872269</id><published>2011-05-08T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T01:40:27.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wise one opens her eyes'/><title type='text'>Courage faces fear  El valor se enfrenta al miedo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kjeud4H2f5c/TcZVyejq7rI/AAAAAAAAAy4/7FvXnHCH-Zc/s1600/martin%2Bluther%2Bking%2Bpromenade%2B2%2Bcourage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kjeud4H2f5c/TcZVyejq7rI/AAAAAAAAAy4/7FvXnHCH-Zc/s400/martin%2Bluther%2Bking%2Bpromenade%2B2%2Bcourage.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604261111993659058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El valor se enfrenta al miedo, y por eso lo domina. La cobardía reprime el miedo y es dominada por él. Una de las muchas frases de ML King que se recogen a lo largo del MLK Promenade de San Diego. Todas para no olvidar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-428878114151872269?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/428878114151872269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=428878114151872269' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/428878114151872269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/428878114151872269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/05/courage-el-valor.html' title='Courage faces fear  El valor se enfrenta al miedo'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kjeud4H2f5c/TcZVyejq7rI/AAAAAAAAAy4/7FvXnHCH-Zc/s72-c/martin%2Bluther%2Bking%2Bpromenade%2B2%2Bcourage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-201956274232832019</id><published>2011-05-06T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T09:02:18.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música para...'/><title type='text'>Guess I'm a fool  Hugh Laurie</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=43e38b9" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otra de las canciones de Let them talk. Le iría bien algo de bourbon, humo, un garito lleno de gente que habla sin escuchar a los músicos...&lt;br /&gt;You told me you were leaving&lt;br /&gt;After all we’ve been through &lt;br /&gt;Guess I’m a fool falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;There ain’t no use in crying&lt;br /&gt;Do what you have to do&lt;br /&gt;Guess I’m a fool falling in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;You told me that the kind of love we have&lt;br /&gt;Will last for a million years&lt;br /&gt;I believe everything you said&lt;br /&gt;You fill my heart with tears.&lt;br /&gt;So long pretty baby &lt;br /&gt;Go break some other heart in two&lt;br /&gt;Guess I’m a fool falling in love with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-201956274232832019?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/201956274232832019/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=201956274232832019' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/201956274232832019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/201956274232832019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/05/guess-im-fool-hugh-laurie.html' title='Guess I&apos;m a fool  Hugh Laurie'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-3203780155176629843</id><published>2011-05-06T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T08:49:27.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música para...'/><title type='text'>Por la boca vive el pez</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=d0e136d" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-3203780155176629843?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3203780155176629843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=3203780155176629843' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/3203780155176629843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/3203780155176629843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/05/por-la-boca-vive-el-pez.html' title='Por la boca vive el pez'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-8806127951127019387</id><published>2011-05-04T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T02:15:47.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psicología'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='niños'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>Share curiosity: read</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MULn44QK6pk/TcEjvFdUuCI/AAAAAAAAAyw/hQdp-qH1-Js/s1600/comparte%2Btu%2Bcuriosidad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MULn44QK6pk/TcEjvFdUuCI/AAAAAAAAAyw/hQdp-qH1-Js/s400/comparte%2Btu%2Bcuriosidad.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602798703251601442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-8806127951127019387?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8806127951127019387/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=8806127951127019387' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8806127951127019387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8806127951127019387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/05/share-curiosity-read.html' title='Share curiosity: read'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MULn44QK6pk/TcEjvFdUuCI/AAAAAAAAAyw/hQdp-qH1-Js/s72-c/comparte%2Btu%2Bcuriosidad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-4371208906078560677</id><published>2011-05-02T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T05:47:52.449-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><title type='text'>Missing San Diego</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oyIesj6Rcgk/Tb6K9Bkos3I/AAAAAAAAAyg/hJUqRoZ1aHs/s1600/gaslamp%2Bquarter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oyIesj6Rcgk/Tb6K9Bkos3I/AAAAAAAAAyg/hJUqRoZ1aHs/s400/gaslamp%2Bquarter.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602067767494226802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí empieza el Gaslamp Quarter, el barrio antiguo de San Diego, que recibe su nombre de las lámparas de gas originales. Es la zona de bares y garitos y justo al fondo se ve un edificio moderno, el Convention Center, desde donde se tiene una vista privilegiada de toda la bahía de San Diego y de la isla de Coronado y el inmenso puente que lleva hasta ella, los parques donde la gente se relaja frente al mar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-4371208906078560677?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4371208906078560677/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=4371208906078560677' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/4371208906078560677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/4371208906078560677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/05/missing-san-diego.html' title='Missing San Diego'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oyIesj6Rcgk/Tb6K9Bkos3I/AAAAAAAAAyg/hJUqRoZ1aHs/s72-c/gaslamp%2Bquarter.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-4177449919935158119</id><published>2011-05-01T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T05:29:51.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>Pelícanos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4azzSYObB_Y/Tb1RVZxgRfI/AAAAAAAAAyY/tlyKs7aTK7U/s1600/vuelo%2Bpelicanos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4azzSYObB_Y/Tb1RVZxgRfI/AAAAAAAAAyY/tlyKs7aTK7U/s400/vuelo%2Bpelicanos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601722939656390130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me esperaba poder ver tan de cerca grupos grandes de pelícanos volando en formación, unas veces en V, otras en largas filas, muy cerca de la playa, tanto en Oceanside como en Encinitas, cerca de San Diego, California. Lo que no conseguí es hacer ninguna foto aceptable así que he buscado esta en la red aunque no sea un grupo tan numeroso como los que había en el Pacífico a finales de abril. He leído que hay una variedad, el pelícano marrón, típico de California.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-4177449919935158119?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4177449919935158119/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=4177449919935158119' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/4177449919935158119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/4177449919935158119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/05/pelicanos.html' title='Pelícanos'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4azzSYObB_Y/Tb1RVZxgRfI/AAAAAAAAAyY/tlyKs7aTK7U/s72-c/vuelo%2Bpelicanos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-8250144993549648741</id><published>2011-05-01T04:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T04:53:06.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música para...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost and found'/><title type='text'>Let them talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AcYsQJ-ghQs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know my mind. La escuché en la radio el otro día y me apeteció volver a oir este tipo de música&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-8250144993549648741?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8250144993549648741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=8250144993549648741' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8250144993549648741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8250144993549648741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/05/let-them-talk.html' title='Let them talk'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/AcYsQJ-ghQs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-2017535914705876050</id><published>2011-04-24T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T02:42:52.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sueños'/><title type='text'>Little Italy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-orViridHtAE/TbPuy6b7lMI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/VWMydMrDeeM/s1600/adios%2Blittle%2Bitaly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-orViridHtAE/TbPuy6b7lMI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/VWMydMrDeeM/s400/adios%2Blittle%2Bitaly.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599081320198935746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los trolleys que recorren la ciudad de San Diego pasan por un barrio de casitas bajas junto a la Pacific Highway.Este barrio de inmigrantes italianos en torno a India Street es un lugar donde la gente se para a charlar, a tomar un café o un helado, a ver ponerse el sol sobre la bahía o a ver como pasan los aviones sobre sus cabezas antes de aterrizar en los Lindberg Fields.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-2017535914705876050?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2017535914705876050/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=2017535914705876050' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2017535914705876050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2017535914705876050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-italy.html' title='Little Italy'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-orViridHtAE/TbPuy6b7lMI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/VWMydMrDeeM/s72-c/adios%2Blittle%2Bitaly.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-6217439638950499546</id><published>2011-04-12T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T03:17:33.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='películas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musicales'/><title type='text'>Oh brother, where are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TIKz1phnuCc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-6217439638950499546?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6217439638950499546/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=6217439638950499546' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6217439638950499546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6217439638950499546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-brother-where-are-you.html' title='Oh brother, where are you?'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TIKz1phnuCc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-5011131627099363601</id><published>2011-04-12T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T03:00:45.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='namasté'/><title type='text'>free swimming lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1ByDOv9gZw/TaQhZjOICBI/AAAAAAAAAyI/T6sPu1nOKNU/s1600/swimming%2Blessons%2Bfor%2Beveryone%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1ByDOv9gZw/TaQhZjOICBI/AAAAAAAAAyI/T6sPu1nOKNU/s400/swimming%2Blessons%2Bfor%2Beveryone%2B003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594633359935932434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La nueva rutina de ejercicio al aire libre por la mañana ya incluye llevar la cámara para momentos como estos. A veces no estoy tan rápida como cuando me he cruzado con un conejo que se ha quedado congelado en el sitio. Yo tampoco me he movido y he podido verle hasta que un ciclista despistado le ha hecho salir corriendo, pero claro cualquiera sacaba la cámara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-5011131627099363601?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5011131627099363601/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=5011131627099363601' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/5011131627099363601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/5011131627099363601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/04/free-swimming-lessons.html' title='free swimming lessons'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K1ByDOv9gZw/TaQhZjOICBI/AAAAAAAAAyI/T6sPu1nOKNU/s72-c/swimming%2Blessons%2Bfor%2Beveryone%2B003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-5825100991160609495</id><published>2011-04-10T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T02:53:01.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost and found'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='árboles'/><title type='text'>Los cielos protectores</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_xKxDQg3NGo/TaF8KB6CG3I/AAAAAAAAAyA/EkWRY2QxhtE/s1600/bliss%2Bsheltering%2Bskies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_xKxDQg3NGo/TaF8KB6CG3I/AAAAAAAAAyA/EkWRY2QxhtE/s400/bliss%2Bsheltering%2Bskies.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593888723923245938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy en bici hasta mi recién descubierto gimnasio al aire libre, lleno de gente desde muy prontito, hago mi circuito y vuelvo tranquilamente, disfrutando de la mañana, del aire fresco, del olor del romero en flor, de las hojas verdes brotando de los árboles y junto a casa este árbol (cercis siliquastrum) cuyas semillas llevo años intentando sacar adelante con poco éxito. Ninguna ha llegado a la tercera temporada. Pero esto no se va a quedar así.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-5825100991160609495?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5825100991160609495/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=5825100991160609495' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/5825100991160609495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/5825100991160609495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/04/los-cielos-protectores.html' title='Los cielos protectores'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_xKxDQg3NGo/TaF8KB6CG3I/AAAAAAAAAyA/EkWRY2QxhtE/s72-c/bliss%2Bsheltering%2Bskies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-8958474793904649296</id><published>2011-04-04T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T03:30:10.065-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='namasté'/><title type='text'>After the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X4hBvAc2QJA/TZmc9tSeK7I/AAAAAAAAAx4/BmAZHssliSo/s1600/tai%2Bchi.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X4hBvAc2QJA/TZmc9tSeK7I/AAAAAAAAAx4/BmAZHssliSo/s400/tai%2Bchi.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591672996300204978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de las lluvias de ayer, el Parque Forestal estaba lleno de gente haciendo ejercicio en unas maquinas que han puesto allí hace poco. Y  tres mujeres chinas practicaban taichi al aire libre sin preocuparse de las miradas y los comentarios asombrados de los jubilados.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-8958474793904649296?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8958474793904649296/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=8958474793904649296' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8958474793904649296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8958474793904649296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/04/after-rain.html' title='After the rain'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X4hBvAc2QJA/TZmc9tSeK7I/AAAAAAAAAx4/BmAZHssliSo/s72-c/tai%2Bchi.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-6055146140441809691</id><published>2011-04-03T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T06:00:51.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><title type='text'>para día de lluvia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fuaUNbW1-xE/TZhvErUa8SI/AAAAAAAAAxw/aIh2BHxH0Mk/s1600/tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fuaUNbW1-xE/TZhvErUa8SI/AAAAAAAAAxw/aIh2BHxH0Mk/s400/tea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591341063519007010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una infusión de jengibre, cardamomo y un poquito de hinojo para una tarde gris y oscura. Con fondo de jazz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-6055146140441809691?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6055146140441809691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=6055146140441809691' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6055146140441809691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/6055146140441809691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/04/para-dia-de-lluvia.html' title='para día de lluvia'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fuaUNbW1-xE/TZhvErUa8SI/AAAAAAAAAxw/aIh2BHxH0Mk/s72-c/tea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-2624292881228370265</id><published>2011-03-28T03:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T03:47:19.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><title type='text'>Atapuerca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SlnmXajeRx0/TZBmlACFTbI/AAAAAAAAAxo/HXEwVimBkVk/s1600/mandibula_atapuerca_antecessor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 139px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SlnmXajeRx0/TZBmlACFTbI/AAAAAAAAAxo/HXEwVimBkVk/s400/mandibula_atapuerca_antecessor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589079923416714674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fYbMa_JxPXE/TZBmewj9lsI/AAAAAAAAAxg/5l5h9VOkDgY/s1600/yacimiento_trinchera_galeria_sierra_atapuerca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 326px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fYbMa_JxPXE/TZBmewj9lsI/AAAAAAAAAxg/5l5h9VOkDgY/s400/yacimiento_trinchera_galeria_sierra_atapuerca.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589079816184633026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La visita a los yacimientos de Atapuerca y al nuevo Museo de la Evolución Humana en Burgos es un auténtico placer. Los guías del yacimiento hacen un magníco trabajo explicando la historia de la excavación. 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-498208259379907377</id><published>2011-02-14T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T03:42:04.673-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='películas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sueños'/><title type='text'>Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FiWokA8M0bo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El tema del suicidio en Corea es preocupante porque las cifras (en niños y adultos )son alarmantes.&lt;br /&gt; Aquí abordan el tema de forma delicada pero mucho más valiente que en nuestra sociedad donde se esconde este tipo de noticias por miedo a un posible efecto "llamada". Hace unas semanas Javier Cercas escribió un artículo en el país dominicial sobre este tema (los muertos secretos)que me parece muy recomendable. &lt;br /&gt;Ha habido muchas más cosas que me han gustado: la interpretación, el taller literario al que asiste la protagonista,el que sea capaz de cumplir sus sueños,  la manera en que tratan temas terribles como el deterioro cognitivo, la soledad, la culpa... sin tremendismo, sin juzgar, pero sin ocultar nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-498208259379907377?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/498208259379907377/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=498208259379907377' title='0 comentarios'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-8064738347255776279</id><published>2011-02-12T04:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T04:53:04.080-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música para...'/><title type='text'>Universal soldier</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=37cf8bc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four,&lt;br /&gt;He fights with missiles and with spears.&lt;br /&gt;He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen,&lt;br /&gt;Been a soldier for a thousand years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain,&lt;br /&gt;A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew.&lt;br /&gt;And he knows he shouldn't kill,&lt;br /&gt;And he knows he always will,&lt;br /&gt;Kill you for me my friend and me for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's fighting for Canada,&lt;br /&gt;He's fighting for France,&lt;br /&gt;He's fighting for the USA,&lt;br /&gt;And he's fighting for the Russians,&lt;br /&gt;And he's fighting for Japan,&lt;br /&gt;And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's fighting for Democracy,&lt;br /&gt;He's fighting for the Reds,&lt;br /&gt;He says it's for the peace of all.&lt;br /&gt;He's the one who must decide,&lt;br /&gt;Who's to live and who's to die,&lt;br /&gt;And he never sees the writing on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But without him,&lt;br /&gt;How would Hitler have condemned him at Dachau?&lt;br /&gt;Without him Caesar would have stood alone,&lt;br /&gt;He's the one who gives his body&lt;br /&gt;As a weapon of the war,&lt;br /&gt;And without him all this killing can't go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame,&lt;br /&gt;His orders come from far away no more,&lt;br /&gt;They come from here and there and you and me,&lt;br /&gt;And brothers can't you see,&lt;br /&gt;This is not the way we put the end to war.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-8064738347255776279?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8064738347255776279/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=8064738347255776279' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/8064738347255776279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=cde2a07" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No quedan días de verano para pedirte perdón,&lt;br /&gt;para borrar del pasado el daño que te hice yo.&lt;br /&gt;Sin besos de despedida y sin palabras bonitas, porque te miro a los ojos y no me sale la voz.&lt;br /&gt;Si pienso en tí, siento que esta vida no es justa,&lt;br /&gt;Si pienso en tí y en la luz de esa mirada tuya.&lt;br /&gt;No quedan días de verano, el viento se los llevó y un cielo de nubes negras cubría el último adiós.&lt;br /&gt;Y fue sentir de repente tu ausencia, como un eclipse de sol, porque no vas a mi vera.&lt;br /&gt;Si pienso en tí, siento que esta vida no es justa, si pienso en tí y en la luz de esa mirada tuya.&lt;br /&gt;Desde esos días de verano, vivo en el reino de la soledad.&lt;br /&gt;Y nunca vas a saber cómo me siento, nadie va a adivinar cómo te recuerdo.&lt;br /&gt;Si pienso en tí, siento que esta vida no es justa, si pienso en tí y esa mirada tuya.&lt;br /&gt;No quedan días de verano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-5636919200782001331?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5636919200782001331/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=5636919200782001331' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/5636919200782001331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/5636919200782001331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/02/dias-de-verano.html' title='Días de verano'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-1592550785022690705</id><published>2011-02-05T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T04:45:31.515-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psicología'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='películas'/><title type='text'>Hereafter</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0XvJwTYnKww" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emocionante...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-1592550785022690705?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1592550785022690705/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=1592550785022690705' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/1592550785022690705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/1592550785022690705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/02/hereafter.html' title='Hereafter'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0XvJwTYnKww/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-5430752914328287652</id><published>2011-02-05T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T03:56:13.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homenaja a Juan Larrea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/TU060pxU3nI/AAAAAAAAAxI/zVfg8v9BAWg/s1600/BJONordfeldt%252BMoonrise%252B1906%252BSmithsonianMuseumOfAmericanArt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/TU060pxU3nI/AAAAAAAAAxI/zVfg8v9BAWg/s400/BJONordfeldt%252BMoonrise%252B1906%252BSmithsonianMuseumOfAmericanArt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570172990367522418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando compacto y débil como un corcho,&lt;br /&gt;flotas en el momento y nada hay que retenga&lt;br /&gt;tu balanceo en el vacío,&lt;br /&gt;pides tu salvación a las palabras&lt;br /&gt;que otro ya usó para librarse de lo amorfo,&lt;br /&gt;y te embarcas, desesperado, en los sonidos,&lt;br /&gt;figuraciones, mitos, con que esquivas el terror de la nada,&lt;br /&gt;(en todo semejando al de aquel al que creyeran muerto&lt;br /&gt;y lo enterraron vivo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y centellea la palabra, saja&lt;br /&gt;como un rayo de luz la sombra inhabitable &lt;br /&gt;y ya no estás donde hace frío&lt;br /&gt;sino donde todo es posible, como una mañana&lt;br /&gt;de sol, o una inminencia de milagro&lt;br /&gt;humano, a punto de no ser más que la huella,&lt;br /&gt;consoladora y desconsoladora&lt;br /&gt;"de lo que existe porque existes y porque el mundo existe&lt;br /&gt;y porque los tres podemos correctamente dejar de existir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariano Roldán&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-5430752914328287652?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5430752914328287652/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=5430752914328287652' title='0 comentarios'/><link 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programada'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-2689885377522422927</id><published>2011-01-16T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T04:32:28.656-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='películas'/><title type='text'>El cielo abierto</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lcDNqEDwHzw?version=3"&gt;&lt;param 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-2689885377522422927?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2689885377522422927/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=2689885377522422927' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2689885377522422927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2689885377522422927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2011/01/el-cielo-abierto.html' title='El cielo abierto'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-5320725871634905951</id><published>2010-12-28T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T07:35:02.485-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost and found'/><title type='text'>I've got a life</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=bccda74" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace unos años era la música de fondo de algún anuncio de coches (de lujo, para más ironía)&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got no home, ain't got no shoes&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no money, Ain't got no clothes&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no perfume, Ain't got no skirts&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no sweaters, Ain't got no smokes&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no father, Ain't got no mother&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no sisters, i've got one brother&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no land, Ain't got no country&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no freedom, Ain't got no god,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no earth, Ain't got no students&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no father, Ain't got no mother&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no sweets, Ain't got no ticket&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no token, Ain't got no mind&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got no land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is something i've got,&lt;br /&gt;there is something i've got,&lt;br /&gt;there is something i've got,&lt;br /&gt;nobody can take it away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my hair on my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my brains, Got my ears&lt;br /&gt;Got my eyes, Got my nose&lt;br /&gt;Got my mouth, I got my smile&lt;br /&gt;I got my tongue, Got my chin&lt;br /&gt;Got my neck, Got my boobies&lt;br /&gt;Got my heart, Got my soul&lt;br /&gt;Got my back, I got my sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my arms, my hands, my fingers,&lt;br /&gt;my legs, my feet, my toes,&lt;br /&gt;and my liver, got my blood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got life, i've got life's,&lt;br /&gt;i've got headaches,&lt;br /&gt;and toothaches and bad&lt;br /&gt;times too like you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my hair on my head&lt;br /&gt;Got my brains, Got my ears&lt;br /&gt;Got my eyes, Got my nose&lt;br /&gt;Got my mouth, I got my smile&lt;br /&gt;I got my tongue, Got my chin&lt;br /&gt;Got my neck, Got my boobies&lt;br /&gt;Got my heart, Got my soul&lt;br /&gt;Got my back, I got my sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my arms, my hands, my fingers,&lt;br /&gt;my legs, my feet, my toes,&lt;br /&gt;and my liver, got my blood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got life, and i'm going to keep it&lt;br /&gt;as long as i want it, I got life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart, soul&lt;br /&gt;heart, soul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-5320725871634905951?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5320725871634905951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=5320725871634905951' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/5320725871634905951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/TRXHJKuzVAI/AAAAAAAAAw8/CNcvRTIVByU/s1600/bola%2Bamarilla%2By%2Bhiedra%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/TRXHJKuzVAI/AAAAAAAAAw8/CNcvRTIVByU/s400/bola%2Bamarilla%2By%2Bhiedra%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554564675744781314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay unas cuantas cerca de casa. Siempre intento imaginar quién puede ser el artista anónimo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-7094420366562660094?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7094420366562660094/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=7094420366562660094' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7094420366562660094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/7094420366562660094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2010/12/silly-things.html' title='silly things'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/TRXHJKuzVAI/AAAAAAAAAw8/CNcvRTIVByU/s72-c/bola%2Bamarilla%2By%2Bhiedra%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-385337322119838110</id><published>2010-12-25T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T02:26:11.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libros'/><title type='text'>Marguerite Duras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/TRXGBXA7h5I/AAAAAAAAAw0/Fxaum0TvWc4/s1600/m_duras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/TRXGBXA7h5I/AAAAAAAAAw0/Fxaum0TvWc4/s400/m_duras.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554563442091460498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/TRXF7Lv2-9I/AAAAAAAAAws/gBc-vzXD2hE/s1600/999Lamant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/TRXF7Lv2-9I/AAAAAAAAAws/gBc-vzXD2hE/s400/999Lamant.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554563335987854290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabo de terminar los "Cuadernos de la guerra", una serie de textos autobiográficos, duros, terribles, como todo lo que yo  he leído hasta ahora. Pero en la desolación hay algo tan real, tan auténtico que la impresión que me ha dejado de es alguien que consigue seguir viviendo porque puede desahogarse en sus cuadernos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-385337322119838110?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/385337322119838110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=385337322119838110' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/385337322119838110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/385337322119838110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2010/12/marguerite-duras.html' title='Marguerite Duras'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/TRXGBXA7h5I/AAAAAAAAAw0/Fxaum0TvWc4/s72-c/m_duras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138141308844878402.post-2891479106140958646</id><published>2010-12-20T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T02:49:47.188-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida cotidiana'/><title type='text'>Elogio del horizonte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/TQ80Yoa78gI/AAAAAAAAAwU/JpPP9LRFqiE/s1600/elogio%2Bdel%2Bhorizonte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/TQ80Yoa78gI/AAAAAAAAAwU/JpPP9LRFqiE/s400/elogio%2Bdel%2Bhorizonte.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552714463343014402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un día de verano en Gijón fijo en la memoria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138141308844878402-2891479106140958646?l=blogpresa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2891479106140958646/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138141308844878402&amp;postID=2891479106140958646' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2891479106140958646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138141308844878402/posts/default/2891479106140958646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogpresa.blogspot.com/2010/12/elogio-del-horizonte.html' title='Elogio del horizonte'/><author><name>alestedemadrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03205231276282611749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/SjuNJh4N6pI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Rqu8iKXKTbA/S220/nenufares+contra%C3%ADdos.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3DwQdI6hQ54/TQ80Yoa78gI/AAAAAAAAAwU/JpPP9LRFqiE/s72-c/elogio%2Bdel%2Bhorizonte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
