Give Peace A Chance

Peace isn’t a permanent state. It exists in moments. Fleeting. Gone before we even knew it was there. We can experience it at any time. In a stranger’s act of kindness. A task that requires complete focus. Or simply the comfort of an old routine. Every day we all experience these moments of peace. The trick is to know when they’re happening so that we can embrace them. Live in them. And finely let them go.

It’s the greatest thing that’s yet to have happened
Imagine knowing me!
It’s the greatest thing you’d ever imagine
But you’ll never know until you’re there
No, you’ll never know until you’re there

…y me encanta..

I Saw What I Saw

When we’re heading towards an outcome that’s too horrible to face, that’s when we go looking for a second opinion. Sometimes, the answer we get just confirms our worst fears but sometimes, it can shed new light on the problem. Make you see it in a whole new way. After all the opinions have been heard and every point of view has been considered, you finally find what you were after, the truth. But the truth isn’t where it ends , that’s just where you begin again with a whole new set of questions.

Invasion

When you get sick, it starts out with a single bacteria; one lone nasty intruder. Pretty soon, the intruder duplicates; becomes two. Then those two become four, become eight. Then, before your body knows it, it’s under attack. It’s an invasion. The question for a doctor is, once the invaders have landed. Once they’ve taken over your body, how the hell do you get rid of them?
What do you do when the infection hits you, when it takes over? Do you do what your supposed to and take your medicine or do you learn to live with that thing and hope that somebody it goes away? Or do you just give up entirely and let it kill you?

José: – «Ah mirá vos, sos un sorete delicado».

Ayer lo entendí. Me impresionó mucho. Por eso digo..

¡Qué alivio que ya está!

Haven’t you heard that I’m the new cancer?

Good Mourning

[Narrating]

Lexie: Grief may be a thing we all have in common, but it looks different on everyone.
Mark: It isn’t just death we have to grieve. It’s life. It’s loss. It’s change.
Alex: And when we wonder why it has to suck so much sometimes, has to hurt so bad; the thing we gotta try to remember is that it can turn on a dime.
Izzie: That’s how you stay alive. When it hurts so much you can’t breathe, that’s how you survive.
Derek: By remembering that one day, somehow, impossibly, you won’t feel this way. It won’t hurt this much.
Bailey: Grief comes in its own time for everyone, in its own way.
Owen: So the best we can do, the best anyone can do, is try for honesty.
Meredith: The really crappy thing, the very worst part of grief is that you can’t control it.
Arizona: The best we can do is try to let ourselves feel it when it comes.
Callie: And let it go when we can.
Meredith: The very worst part is that the minute you think you’re past it, it starts all over again.
Cristina: And always, every time, it takes your breath away.
Meredith: There are five stages of grief. They look different on all of us, but there are always five.
Alex: Denial.
Derek: Anger.
Bailey: Bargaining.
Lexie: Depression.
Richard: Acceptance.

Tanto que mover, cuando no va más, tantas promesas dormidas, una melodía repetida de un sueño artificial. Y se alejó mi fiel conciencia cuando te fuiste al cielo. Lo mas curioso es que no entiendo ya qué esperar. Recuerdos lejanos, secretos que cuando me acerco, desaparecen. Vivimos distintos destinos cruzando el mismo temporal. «Y me despido de vos», te faltó decirme un día.

(Mi despedida en estas rimas, mi última canción.)