martes, 23 de junio de 2015



"Cuando llegó la fiesta de Pentecostés, todos los creyentes se encontraban reunidos en un mismo lugar. De repente, un gran ruido que venía del cielo, como de un viento fuerte, resonó en toda la casa donde ellos estaban. Y se les aparecieron lenguas como de fuego que se repartieron, y sobre cada uno de ellos se asentó una. Y todos quedaron llenos del Espíritu Santo, y comenzaron a hablar en otras lenguas, según el Espíritu hacía que hablaran."
(Hechos de los Apóstoles 2, 1-4) 



lunes, 22 de junio de 2015

I tell you

I tell you
An Oriental thought: The deer’s wisdom. An example for us to tread our way through life. The deer is agile, light, innocent. It wanders about in the jungle, and so long as the lion’s roar is not heard it runs and it jumps and it eats and it rests without a care on its mind. When the roar is heard and danger threatens, it takes notice and rushes forward far from any harm. If any pain hurts him, it knows plants and roots and leaves that work as medicines and lighten all pain. No worry what to eat or drink. The day looks after itself. Nature is generous. The market is open and the food is free. Daily supplies for daily needs. Why to hoard when each day takes care of its own needs?
It is not so easy for us. We are higher and we need more. But then we are also sophisticated and we elaborate our simple needs into complicated processes. These are necessary, but even there we have degrees and we have excesses and we have the true measure to see and to follow. It is for us to choose. And it is for us to believe in life, in ourselves, and in divine providence, to enjoy what we have and to give life a chance. This is the deer’s wisdom.



La Creación (Génesis 1, 1-31)

En el comienzo de todo, Dios creó el cielo

Meditation The small star

The small star
The assembly of the stars was in session. One by one the stars were giving their reports on what they had done for humankind, as that is the chief duty of all creatures on earth. The pole star was saying how it showed them the North to direct their ways on land and over the seas, and that was a great service and inspiration for all peoples and races. The sun dwelt on the heat, light and direction he permanently provided, and more importantly how he provided the measure of light and shadow each day of the year with its climates and its stations. Each star had its own beauty, its splendour, its peculiarity, and with that its right to a special place in the firmament and in the consideration of men, and they were honoured to be known by the names men have given them in their treatises and in their tradition. They brandished their names and showed them off in their pride.
A small star was sitting in the assembly, but it had not opened its mouth at all. It felt ashamed because it had not yet been discovered by men, and so it had no name and no place in their maps of the firmament. It was as though it did not exist at all, since nobody knew of its existence. The other stars laughed at it and made fun of it, and the poor star suffered under their contempt and their insults.
Finally one day our little star took courage and got up and asked permission to address the assembly. And this is what it said: “I’m only a little star and cannot compare myself with any of you in your magnitude and your beauty and your light. But in my own way I’m also rendering an important service to humankind, since they know through their studies and measures and calculations that the courses of their known stars deflect at times slightly from the predicted paths, which means that there other stars, which they don’t yet know, which influence with their attraction the paths of know stars, and those stars are not known to them. So we, and I in them, are rendering to humans the service of letting them know that after all their wonderful studies and discoveries, there are still new stars for them to discover. Astronomy has not come to an end. They must keep on searching.