Once you realise…

Once you realise that the road is the goal

and that you are always on the road,

not to reach a goal, but to enjoy its beauty and its wisdom,

life ceases to be a task

and becomes natural and simple,

in itself an ecstasy.

Nisargadatta Maharaj

Cuando finalmente tedes cuenta que el camino es la meta

y que siempre estás en el camino,

no para alcanzar la meta sino para disfrutar de su belleza y sabiduría,

la vida deja de ser una tarea

y se vuelve simple, natural,

un éxtasis en si misma.

Nisargadatta Maharaj


This kind of wisdom is the one that comes naturally with children. Life for children is natural, is simple, it is a road through a journey that comes full of wonders and amazement at each turn.

I keep wondering why adults insist on turning this natural wonder into a task, erase these forces from the child’s mind to make life a task with boxes to tick and dotted lines to fill, pre-emptied ideas and things that lack room for creation.


Esta clase de filosofía es la que viene naturalmente en un niño. La vida, para un niño es natural, es simple, es un camino a través de una jornada que está llena de maravillas y sorpresas en cada esquina.

Aún me pregunto porqué los adultos insistimos en transformar esta maravilla natural en una tarea, borrar estas fuerzas de la mente del niño para hacer de la vida una tarea con casilleros para tildar, líneas para rellenar, ideas ya vacías de contenido y cosas que no dejan lugar para la creatividad.


I have just…

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I have just three things to teach:




These three are your greatest treasures.


Sólo tengo tres cosas para enseñar:




Estas tres cosas son tus tesoros mas preciados.


No mas que agregar… (nothing else to add)

Basically, it says on the first graphic (the one with the boy):

“This is Paquito, (You put the name you want in English, to make it easy) he spends all of his afternoons until the small hours playing with the console his parents gave him, or listening to youtubers with the mobile phone his parents gave to him as a present. From that moment on Paquito does not bother his parents any longer, and his parents are now happy.

The second graphic (the one with the woman):

And she is Lucia (Again, put the name you want in English, to make it easy), Paquito’s teacher, who spends many afternoons and sometimes until the small hours writing reports and filling in thousands of forms for the School Authorities and Inspectors, because teachers are being blamed because Paquito does not pass any single test and he does not learn anything.

Any coincidence with reality….

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