Ak’abal — Spanish poetry
Si en un poema
te ofrecen un vaso de aguay al leerlo
sentis su frescuraquien te lo ofrece
se llama poetaHumberto Ak’abal
Si en un poema
te ofrecen un vaso de aguay al leerlo
sentis su frescuraquien te lo ofrece
se llama poetaHumberto Ak’abal
There’s only one thing that we can control in the human life, and that one thing is not our mind. It’s not a thought, it’s not our breath, it’s not our responses, it’s not our actions. It is the cultivation of personal awareness, the moment-to-moment awareness of who we are – in charge of our…
I’ll never forget that feeling, that sense of abrupt arrival, feeling like a stranger touching down into an alien world, or as certain secular interests might profess, a ‘civilized’ society. After returning home from both India and Guatemala (separate trips, disconnected entities), every move I made at first seemed like that from a slow-motion movie…
A much awaited excursion was made with my teacher to the famously renown Mennonite Bakery. Spectacular!! I finally found a place to buy ‘Pan Integral’ (whole wheat bread and buns – a pure luxury and novelty here), soy milk (although a powder and sweetened) and american cheese. Most food that we take for granted as…
I am so grateful for this week to be over. Although there were moments of great happiness and playful discovery, the week was overshadowed by the stress of uncertainty, for me, anyway (poor Jean and slaDE~). The landlords at Opal Property Group were being obnoxious and obstinate about Jean trying to sublet / assign her…
A day of remembrance. The 11th day, at the 11th hour, the 11th minute … I hung my head in emotional meditation and commemoration, recognizing and paying homage to those that have lost their lives, making the ultimate sacrifice for their country and people. I feel embarrassed at my own shortcomings, noting their acts of…