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FORWARD ALL GOING TO BE A WALK WITH YOU

Nostalgic days come, yes, we are going to catch us all out of hand, with thought put into the care of women and men of the family who have preceded us, who are no longer here but still love us, illuminating our way. And Let us gifts. Each day upon waking I propose that we send each other our feelings of affection, although we do not know. The first and largest sense, that is for the girl, small and scared, all of us. In this way life is going together and in a section or other all break into tears. Nothing happens, let the tears streaming down our cheeks. Tears are holy hand, mitigate the pain, cleanse the heart and leave space for calm. If we have to mourn, weep, nothing happens. The bigger the llorera, lighter and feels happy soul. Another of the gifts you want to share the joy. Why not feel glimmers of happiness? What if we do not deserve? On the other hand, our sons, fathers, mothers, husbands, wives, grandparents, friends and siblings are happy and happiness is more complete if they sense our own. We will gather every day bits of love and when we have a large ball, wrap it in pretty paper, we put a big bow and gave it.

We will be all one, the forces that arise with that dress and comb to those faint. Those faint, which is no longer dress and comb it, maybe tomorrow, they'll force them to spoil.

We are not alone, really. On this planet that orbits the sun, in this infinite universe, the plan is perfect and everything, everything is possible. There is only one truth.

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Link to buy Back to Life

Some readers, other countries, I wonder how they acquire "Back to Life."
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CHRISTMAS IS COMING ... REINVENTION

We are now in December. The light returns to be dim and the sun, shy, enveloping everything in long shadows. 12 Decembers have passed since he left Ignasi. To me it is a month like any other. While nostalgia and pain I have invaded many times the year is, without doubt, during the months of December when my soul takes stock. Open the floodgates of emotions and emerge, one by one the ghosts hidden and between, the value and the treasures that I keep hidden. For many of these 12 Decembers fear has been the strongest, which has caught me by the hand to take me straight to hell. I tuck, I have been visiting their corners and I've noticed, as I have been visiting every year, that the physical absence of Ignasi is what has given me the opportunity to acknowledge my fears. Those already long before he died, those who are mine, which go far beyond his departure.

is in December too when the soul more visible now, I feel gently on his knees and softly speaks to me of my treasures, all good things in life, love to give and I receive, long journey of the inexhaustible power in all of us. The soul, as a good mother, she never tires of telling me she will always be beside me, to live confident, that life does not end with death, actually what we call life is but a dream. As I stroked his hair reminds me of what I can when I would feel the love and joy. She asks me to remember how good we feel when the two, at home, with complicity and treachery, we vases filled with flowers, while in the kitchen boiling broth cold that comfort my family and friends.

"Do not separate me, girl," she says, "that is December." Do not separate yourself from your soul you, reader, that come Christmas, you might open your gates and need all the help of your angels to pierce the tempest. You might wonder: Do people come really angels? It seems to me that they always are, but I see them more clearly if you walk in the countryside or the sea, if I try to pretend, if I really listen and do what I want. If I say what I think, if I forgive and I apologize if my words hurt, if I want, nevertheless, to create within my harmony and peace. When no lo consigo, sigo sintiendo que ellos están, siguiéndome de cerca, justo detrás de mí, con los brazos abiertos, como lo estaba mi madre cuando yo empezaba a andar.