By Ángela López Singing is one of the skills I have most admired. Listening to Luciano Pavarotti, Freddie Mercury or Pedro Infante, is like touching a little piece of heaven in the stormiest moments.Without being a proper Whitney Houston, I must confess that my off-tune sounds glorious in the shower.Fortunately, there are other talents and different intelligences (Howard Gardner - Multiple Intelligences).So, I started researching how I could improve both "spatial-visual" and "linguistic-verbal" intelligence.However, despite my advances, the comparison exploded like an erupting volcano. Repeatedly, I confronted my work with that of others.Generally, I used to feel that theirs was far superior to mine, and that my efforts were in vain, as I would never produce anything with characteristics of excellence. In a way, I was showing glimpses of a rather limiting and unpleasant feeling: envy.It should be noted that, envy or that feeling of sadness because others have or ach…


By Ángela López

Do you have any words that you find pretty, inspiring or comforting? In my case, I would say "ineffable."I love it because of the warmth of its sound when pronounced, and, because its meaning cannot be easily explained due to its characteristics of singular excellence. For example: "the expression of love on her face was ineffable, and it was all due to her close relationship with herself".A few days ago, while writing one of the stories for my book, I came across a term that caught my attention: "Achromatopsia".Basically, it is an ocular pathology in which one can only see in black and white.
And, although it is considered a rare disease, I couldn't help but think that, when it comes to emotional vision, it is quite normal to suffer from it. In a world fragmented by divisions, we tend to ignore the beautiful kaleidoscope that is our heart.Desperately, we look for any reason to create boundaries and classifications between us.This, in tu…


By Ángela López.

"I found myself on a cliff holding someone's hand so that he wouldn't fall, I never managed to see the face of the one who was hanging from me, but for some reason, I felt that he was also the person who was eagerly holding on to the hand of her salvation,” that was for years one of my recurring dreams. This makes a lot of sense, because to be honest, on countless occasions this is precisely how I have felt, hopeless and lonely; trying to help myself so as not to melt completely into despondency.On some occasions, I have been able to reduce the intensity of devastating thoughts through drawing, writing or sport. Other times, even a simple strawberry ice cream brings me out of my low mood, however, there are extremely difficult moments when the anguish goes deep inside me to the point of feeling absolute pain...physically everything works...but, there is that "I don't know what" bowing to suffering.
You've probably thought about how unfair…


"When Zeus forbade fire to human beings, the Titan Prometheus decided to steal it to give it back to humanity, as a consequence Zeus imprisoned Prometheus to a rock in the Caucasus, inflicting for centuries an immeasurable pain to the immortal Titan.” This mythological benefactor loved humanity so much that he was willing to put aside his own well-being so that people would not live under the dominion of darkness or suffer the rigors of cold again. "This is what love is like... it overshadows hatred, strips away fear, comforts anguish, gives conscience to the ego and ignores judgment, since it only knows understanding!Definitely, acts of love do not need translation, they are simply a universal language.”
One day in high school, while my classmates were reading the horoscope, one of them asked me, "What is your sign?”. When I told her that I didn't know, she asked for my date of birth, and once she knew, she told me with a slightly disapproving tone: "hmm... you…


Are you looking for answers? Then, don't be afraid to ask"... is what I've said to myself for years.And it was also the message I conveyed to my dear students; for many of them were ashamed to ask, either because they considered their questions silly or because they believed they lacked learning skills.However, when we were children this did not happen to us, as we asked the same question over and over again: "Why?” So, our mentors, parents and teachers struggled to respond appropriately and patiently to that question.Curiosity has always been part of our DNA, in fact, it is thanks to the search for answers that human beings have been able to give life to great inventions, as well as transform the impossible into the possible through Science and Technology.
Despite this, we sometimes naively give certain statements as irrefutable without first having verified their origin, authenticity and implications. For example, when you feel hopeless, have you asked yourself how …


Since I was a child I have felt a great fascination for the literary world, I remember my first book, none other than The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain, and very quickly I traveled through countless stories where the letters came to life under different faces. Thanks to the power of written words I enjoyed the imagination of Miguel de Cervantes, Victor Hugo or Robert Louis Stevenson.  I was also surprised by the fact that these works managed to break the barriers of time, culture and distance to reach the heart of a little Colombian girl who took refuge in libraries to dream with her eyes wide open.  All these authors that I have had the privilege of reading have one thing in common: They trusted what they wrote.  Then, a question comes to my mind, how much do we believe in our abilities?
For example, if you think you make delicious desserts, have you allowed others to enjoy your sweet creations? Or have you simply not done so because you are afraid they will say you are not s…


Without being a big fan of action movies, I have to admit that I felt a great affinity with a phrase said in the Fast and Furious franchise (delivery 7).  In a somewhat melancholy scene, Dominic Toretto tells Letty,"You can't tell someone they love you.”  Apparently this sounds obvious, but, don't believe it... sometimes we stubbornly forget it! Loving is undoubtedly an emotion that can lead us to "the need", the need for our loved one to correspond to us in the same way. However, what happens when you are not reciprocated? Is it wise to surrender in love?
I must emphasize that I disagree with the very popular statement "All’s fair in love and war.” I think that the word "victory" in war is stained by the death of many, so there is no prowess in it, only shame. And if we speak of love, when we cling to someone who does not want to be with us, we are directly attacking our dignity.Love feeds on its freedom, the day we try to force it, that day we tu…