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Does anyone still really live in London, or anywhere else? Via bus, then walking it with my two feet. A new one is Pymmes Park new to me that is; its history goes back to the 14th Centurywhich I discovered trying to find a faster route from Barnet to the London Buddhist Centre without using the tube.

The beauty is unleashed by the Pymmes brook, a tributary of the river Lea which is generous in its soft meandering, creating life on its wake. Bountiful life, luxuriant plenty of cuentos budistas para reflexionar here, and cuentos budistas para reflexionar taking care of colourthe vegetation growing thicker on the wetlands.

A big willow tree that bows its tresses down to its reflection. Waterfowl gliding on the dark, calm water, and, above, pigeons, crows cawing from the tall oak, birch and cuentos budistas para reflexionar trees, then coming down and hopping looking for something to eat. Nature is quite different there.

Flashes of memories cross my mind: Glimpses of streets too; going to visit a seamstress whose house seemed dark and mysterious, and all the time the sense of simply being there, in the scene, absorbing the world around, untroubled by anecdotes or interpretations.

Was it really like this? Is that the purity of childhood? If so, how can we bear such intensity of being, with nothing to hold on to but the experience itself, while being so young? And then, how can we bear cuentos budistas para reflexionar lose it as we grow up?

What makes this exploration of parks and suburban wild so poignant is this unexplainable journey to the time and place where I was dreaming of such places, though I had never seen them.

Though you look at the back gardens of infinite rows of houses, as well as industrial residues from other times—a lot of them Victorian—and churches you may never find while walking, what you see most of all is trees, undergrowth with its varied vegetation, an untamed exuberance bursting, it would seem, from every single artery of the city.

I love its stillness in the midst of chaos and uproar, its pools of mystery that bring this sense of being always on the way to somewhere else. cuentos budistas para reflexionar

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We call this communication in the cuentos budistas para reflexionar world, and marvel at how you can be travelling, say, on a bus in London and be talking with your sister in Singapore, even showing her the sights. Without the real solitude of the foreigner, the space to observe, have things revealed, reflect, and face yourself alone, what can you possibly tell the person at the other end of the cuentos budistas para reflexionar that is worth telling?

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In more than one way, I got lost. I got endlessly lost in the street Cuentos budistas para reflexionar still dobut I also lost threads of language which linked me to my homeland, to what was taking place in it and had made my life in it.

I lost links which had up to then seemed solid to that elusive notion of who I am.

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Cuentos budistas para reflexionar I read, I think that I do not want to take, ever, such pride in my own brittleness. The necessary solitude of the thinking mind is, to me, something else.

I do not want to be outside the embrace of the human realm. But of course it does, I know. Its adventures and characters were part of my life. I travelled hugely with that book. White, for pure joy, could also be universal.

The dialogue with others was constant and passionate. I think of cuentos budistas para reflexionar the years of my adult life in Mexico as a whirlwind of learning, literature, music, politics, creativity and its joys, and painful battles that were worth fighting.

From that place of relative safety back in Mexico, I think I gave many things for granted, and thought that I knew much more than I did. So many years of being no-one. And when I go back to Mexico and put on so easily the cloak of my old self, I do wonder to what extent it is really me at all.

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