my life like clay. de agua y de tierra. por que la esencia y la vida se encuentran en el agua. cuando uno muere, nuestra esencia no muere, sino que sale de nuestro cuerpo, y se vuelve a reunir con el mundo, y el ciclo. la tierra y el agua, we are always in constant motion. unfired 01.02.04
like unfired clay, i'm still malleable, the subject of change, shape shifting. the hands of the creator, life and my own are slowly giving me form. i'm coming into myself, knowing my spirit. everyday is an opportunity for growth. for example, when Celeste is being loud and wants to hit or bite someone, i have a choice on how to react, and this choice is either going to help me become a better person/father or not. same thing in my relationship with Alejandra and my family. my everyday interactions are a reflection on what type of person i am.
we (read: ale, tete and me) went bowling with Jose and Annabelle, here in Salinas. we really needed to go out and have fun, and it was nice to go out with the compadre. (he even paid, thanks jose). Annabelle and him are happy together, i'm glad for them. the second game was guys against girls and they kicked our ass. we had to say "women rule." Annabelle pointed out that men currently rule the world through political and economic power. true, i guess i was being a bit macho.
after bowling, we went to eat. celeste was really fussy by this point, but i was expecting it since she's got a cold. celeste even cried about jose going in the other car! "pepe, pepe!" pobresita.
i'm really happy because one of my old students, from the time i used to work in Willard Jr. High School, in Berkeley, emailed me!!! this student, Alejandra ( me cayo bien from the start, since she's tocaya with my wife). well, she emailed me and that made me feel special, cuz it means that i had enough presence in her life, for her to remember me two years after. i remember we did a play for 5 de mayo and i tried to put it on video for the assembly. i really got attached to those students. you know, in middle school they still have children faces, but they are starting to become young adults. these are crucial years. mis respetos para los maestros de middle school.
my compañera is in the other room, asleep con mi hija. la noche esta muy fria, necesito de ella.
paz con dignidad.