Month: November 2018

  • Bandits at the door

    Bandits at the door

    It is a strange trick of the light that we feel so tired and sluggish in the winter. Out the door in the dark and probably coming home in the same lack of daylight. In this part of the world, the brightest spot in my day is the light I have shining above my indoor…

  • Why not give it a try?

    Why not give it a try?

    I remember it clearly, standing next to a woman in Barcelona at a dinner party, chatting about the upcoming vote. Even though the event which should have decided Catalonian independence came and went, it was all we could talk about. The big question I had was, “how much better could life in Barcelona get by…

  • Be the Change Generation Z

    Be the Change Generation Z

    Finally a generation is starting to come of age who is going to change the world. I’m not proclaiming something unique. There are plenty of articles floating around the internet which summarize the main characteristics of this cohort. If you are not lucky enough to have one living in your home, go online and find…

  • Why is entitlement such a big deal?

    Why is entitlement such a big deal?

    The definition of entitlement is: The fact of having a right to something. I remember when that concept became real for me, for the first time in my adult life. I had graduated from my father’s employee benefit program, due to my age. At the same time, I landed a proper full-time job. In that…

  • Money, happiness and human needs

    Money, happiness and human needs

    In many Western societies, somebody declared that the pursuit of happiness is job number one. Everything we do should be in service to making ourselves feel happier. Closely followed by follow your passion, and other such platitudes. It starts early in life, with parents applying pressure to the experience of a child growing up. The…

  • Día de Muertos, celebrating life

    Día de Muertos, celebrating life

    I’m not sure when my interest first began in Mexican festivals and rituals. I was not born in that country and have no relatives who come from there. I’m not Catholic, or even Christian. If anything, I align most with the philosophy of Buddhism. Yet, there is something about the family traditions in Mexico which…