Silvio Rodriguez_Sueno con serpientes

Wow. This is beautiful.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=88kZIM6zXn0&feature=related

I am in love with this song for so many reasons. [If you don't read Spanish, enter these words on google translator]

Sueño con serpientes
(Silvio Rodríguez)

Hay hombres que luchan un día
y son buenos.
Hay otros que luchan un año
y son mejores.
Hay quienes luchan muchos años
y son muy buenos.
Pero hay los que luchan toda la vida:
esos son los imprescindibles.
Bertolt Brecht

Sueño con serpientes, con serpientes de mar,
con cierto mar, ay, de serpientes sueño yo.
Largas, transparentes, y en sus barrigas llevan
lo que puedan arrebatarle al amor.

Oh, la mato y aparece una mayor.
Oh, con mucho más infierno en digestión.

No quepo en su boca. Me trata de tragar
pero se atora con un trébol de mi sien.
Creo que está loca. Le doy de masticar
una paloma y la enveneno de mi bien.

Ésta al fin me engulle, y mientras por su esófago
paseo, voy pensando en qué vendrá.
Pero se destruye cuando llego a su estómago
y planteo con un verso una verdad.


(Note: this is the best I version I could find sound-wise..Disregard the fact that its dedicated to survivors of snake bites... Unless you're down with that cause... That's not the reason this song is meaningful to me... No disrespect to snake bite-survivors)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=88kZIM6zXn0&feature=related

Weird..

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/in_pictures/7937483.stm

WAT?
"Receptionist robot, Saya, has her first proper day at work after testing in a real Tokyo classroom earlier this year"

So this is what my grandmother was talking about when she would make her predictions for the millenium....

Who knew?

If you would have known me as a freshman and if you would have told me, 

"Annery, you're going to spend an extra year at Gordon, and by the end of your time there, you're going to love it." 

I would have either a. cried or b. looked at you like you had ten heads. 

But its the truth! I am sitting here, during spring break, sitting in Lane--the student center. 

Yes. It's lame. And no, I'm not actually here because I want to be, but because I had to make up an exam. But the point I'm trying to make is that this is the second day I've been at the North Shore during my spring break. I actually hung out in the North Shore last night, for most of the day. And what does that mean? It means that my primary community is here. 

Weird. 

P.S. Since I've given up facebook for a month, I'm totally using this blog as a substitute. 

Slumdog Millionaire

First, let me start be saying: WHOA! 

This movie took me to film heaven. It was everything I could have asked for in a movie. Here's why. 

I'm a sucker for the rags to riches story, especially when it avoids being cliche and is as authentic as this one. To see the reality of poverty, religious conflict and the social factors that can determine whether one survives or dies, is powerful. 

There's one scene in the movie when Jamal encounters his childhood friend, the blind singer, and he says to Jamal, "I was not as lucky as you." Luck. It is the hope of those in situations like the ones Jamal and Salim are in. Their hope for a better life does not lie in rule of law, democracy or education. It lies in luck. And Jamal was lucky. He was lucky that the questions that were asked of him coincided with his experience. He was lucky that he and his brother were able to escape the children's camp they were confined in. Chance. 

So does chance and luck determine our fate to the same degree that it might determine the fate of those in the developing world? Perhaps. But perhaps the risk is more acute for them because they do not have other institutions or privileges to rely on. 

But there's another aspect to this movie, "It is written." And it brings me back to the idea of a telos, of our purpose--a telos that is pre-determined by something above ourselves.... Something that we cannot necessarily control. I'm not advocating for Calvinism in any way here, but I am saying that we do not control our purpose. We may control the extent to which we fulfill this purpose. We may control our choices, but the greater purpose for which we are here and the contributions to the world we are supposed to make are probably designed by something larger than us. 

 www.youtube.com/watch?v=mV912uIRM_A

A word to cupid

So my friends and I are in our twenties; either college graduates or soon-to-be. Its that time where there seems to be an epidemic of engagements, weddings and babies (not necessarily in that order).

Some of us want to be part of the flock and be part of this party---understandable when all that our engaged/married friends seem to talk about is how great their relationships are. Yet, others of us couldn't care less. Others of us are absorbed in the possibility of careers, travel, Europe, figuring ourselves out, reconnecting with Latin America, finding ourselves and doing that which we love most. Others of us wouldn't completely reject the idea of dating people, finding companionship, compatibility, love...bla bla bla, but are content to fall in love with things like music, art, friendships, pursuing goals and our respective sense(s) of calling.

And so here's a word to cupid (e.g. my friends who lovingly want to set me up)...

Most things in life happen naturally...

I was struck by the words of my professor: Marriage is miracle. Marriage is mercy.

And I would agree with her that its totally a supernatural thing--a miraculous thing--to find someone who you connect with on the levels of mind, body, emotion and spirit. And I trust God to bring one who connects with me in that way when its time and when its appropriate. And if its never time and never appropriate I've seen this Being bring me through seemingly impossible situations before. Yes, Latino mothers, grandmothers and pastors....it is possible to be a woman with a calling who is unmarried and satisfied with her life.

Don't get my wrong here...I'm not someone who says, "I don't need a man." I just don't know if I NEED a man. Its a want....like most people. Its a desire. But its not a need. And its not in my radar.

So next time I say, "that guy is kind of cute" please refrain from calling him; slipping a marketing ad about how great I am in his Bible; winking at him and pointing at me...OH! And my all time favorite: Setting up some kind of "random" get-together where we just "happen" to meet (I think you all give it away when everyone at the event miraculously disappears from the room and only us two are left twitling our fingers and making small talk:

-So....ugh....where do you go to school?

-Harvard...you?

-A small school in the middle of nowhere...Gordon College.

-yea. I've never heard about it before.

-So...how do you know __________ and _________....

30 minutes of small talk pass....

UGH...WE CAN HEAR YOU WHISPERING AND GIGGLING IN THE KITCHEN!

I really hope that this is not the only way people can meet.

I love the saying, "romance is a friendship on fire." And I'm a true believer of this. Some of my greatest friendships have been the most natural. I would imagine that a relationship works similarly. Anything forced, anything pushed...doesn't usually work. I would imagine that meeting "the one"is similar. It's natural, there's a discernible connection and chemistry that happens almost instantly.

And to my gurls...I am socially satisfied and thankful for all of you...(so much)...

But please stop trying to be cupid.

Lovingly,

Your sister.

Picture from : memyselfandhi.wordpress.com/2008/06/19/

My Favorite Cafe's

Algiers: Cambridge, MA

Brattle Street, Harvard Square

Algiers is a Middle Eastern cafe: serves Turkish and Arabic coffee and wonderfully prepared Middle Eastern meals.

This is one of my favorite cafe's, particularly because of how aesthetically pleasing it is. The combination of beautiful paintings on the walls, the steel stairs/railing, the mirrors, decorative hookas, wine bottles, deep reds and earth tone colors is enough to provide a relaxing atmosphere for me.

I'm particularly a fan of the windows on the first floor overlooking the quaint Cambridge Center for Adult Education building.
I usually go here when I am wanting to read, in need of a good workspace, for a coffee date/lunch or when I just want to relax and journal. The crowd helps provide a "study-like"atmosphere. Throughout the years I've picked up a lot of conversations about string theory, for instance, and psychology, Harvard professors and existential crises. These people make me want to study!


Trident Booksellers and Cafe
Newbury Street, Boston

Funkier feel.


Perks: Free Wifi, a versatile assortment of books (from philosophy to literature to those humorous books with titles like: "100 things to do before you get old and boring"), magazines (from all over the world), funky cards and journals.

I go here with a group of people or when I'm in the mood for finding a new good read. I've bought many cool gifts here, including a card with a decked-out Monalisa (she had bling, a nose ring, a clutch and lipstick, I believe). I especially like going on Sunday afternoons--good crowd, good chill spot.


1369 in Inman Square, Cambridge

I have a special affection for this place.

It is so Cambridge...
Homier feel...


Here's what I mean:

You have your typical college-aged barristas: you got your nose ring, your indie-type and your punkish guy.
Then you have the man who's always rocking some sort of interesting constume (everything from a funky version of Santa Clause to rocker dude). You must also know that he is always super happy and friendly.

You have the old couple that have been coming here on Sunday mornings for like 25 years (exaggeration--I dont know when this cafe was built). You have the professor; the sociologist; that archeologist that has made some awesome discoveries; the dude who comes here with his kid to draw and then folks like me (i.e. college students looking for a place to study)..all against the backdrop of indie music, rock and your occasional Erykah Badu (I've received some good music recommendations here...Good place to build up your music collection).

I get a lot of good studying done here. I've had some great conversations; had some good book recommendations and met some wonderful people.

Essentialy... love 1369 for the sense of community. It's really cute too.



Pleasant Street Tea Co.
Pleasant Street, Gloucester

I was introduced to this cafe through a couple of friends on the North Shore. On the afternoon that I was there they had a good poetry reading. Its relaxing, funky and good for hanging out with friends/dates.

They had some of the funkiest tea and coffee travel mugs I had ever seen and a lot of cool decorative items for sale.
The barristas were also friendly and chill...



Pictures cited
Algiers:loquelasguiasnodicen.wordpress.com/2006/11/
Trident Booksellers and Cafe: www.telegraph.co.uk
1369: www.dkimages.com
Pleasant Street Tea Co: www.udine4less.com

Thinking Practically

So I usually utilize this blog to write really intense things that I don't particularly want everyone to see. That's what facebook is for.


But I find myself on vacation, contemplating "the meaning of life"as usual (go ahead laugh...) and I realize that my time may be better spent by emersing myself in practical things. I was struck by Kierkegaard's idea of the self: the relation. If one is stuck in the realm of the infinite (the abstract) one goes into despair, and if one dwells only the realm of the finite (materialistic) one is also in despair. The "knight of faith" is the one who is able to travel between these two realms--can engage life and think about it's meaning; can be spiritual and embodied; can be ambitious and understand her finitude. So all that philosophical jargon only to say that I've been trying to be more practical as of late. It's hard!

A list of things that help me become more practical:

• Sodoku
• Working towards being one of those super disciplined clean people I have trouble becoming by taking small steps to organize my room, clean and try to follow the to-do lists I make for myself
• 
  Thinking about what I want to be when I grow up
• 
  Researching possibilities through websites, tapping into my networks and employment search engines
  
• Learning about other countries, looking at pictures of different cities and wondering how realisitc it is for me to live in these places
• Knitting (I made a scarf and I have no idea how to finish it)
• Browsing through interesting blogs about fashion, politics, art, photography and cooking [Yes...cooking. I bought myself a baking book at Borders and it is sweet! Hopefully one day my creations will actually look like the pictures].
  
  
  
  And all of this practicality helps balance my philosophical tendency--my tendency to get lost in the realm of the infinite. Life is beautiful--not just because of the way we might interpret it, but there are plenty of beautiful things to see and experience. We'd be missing out by locking ourselves in an ivory tower, or by hiding in our books. In fact, there wouldn't be much to interpret without the content--the living, the experienes.
  
  
  
  Picture by Ansel Adams: http://www.anseladams.com/images/assets/main_anselAdamsPhotography.jpg