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Look For The Silver Lining (Chet Baker)

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I just got this gift tonight and wanted to share it with you. Just click on the video below.


As I wash my dishes, I’ll be following a plan
Til I see the brightness in every pot and pan
I am sure this point of view will ease the daily grind
So I’ll keep repeating in my mind:




Look for the silver lining
Whenever a cloud appears in the blue
Remember, somewhere the sun is shining
And so the right thing to do is make it shine for you


A heart, full of joy and gladness
Will always banish sadness and strife
So always look for the silver lining
And try to find the sunny side of life


So always look for the silver lining
And try to find the sunny side of life



music by Jerome Kern and lyrics by B.G. DeSylva.



Aprendiendo a escuchar 1

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See English version below

Después de declinar un par de invitaciones culturales de Damaris asistimos finalmente a un concierto de la orquesta sinfónica de Osnabrück. Descubrir que la ciudad en la que vivimos, con menos 150.000 habitantes, cuenta con una orquesta sinfónica propia fue una sorpresa.
Cuando llegamos al auditorio, después de casi 12 horas en la universidad, entre las cuales cuentan tres horas intensivas de clase de contabilidad en alemán, me pregunté por un momento si había sido una buena decisión ir al concierto. Sin embargo cuando se completó nuestro grupo y el público comenzó a ingresar mi cansancio se fue convirtiendo en curiosidad. Los conciertos siempre me generan una sensación particular en el cuerpo, un entusiasmo que no sé bien cómo describir.
No obstante, enseguida nos sentamos en la silla correspondiente mientras esperábamos en silencio que la música tuviera lugar e incluso después de que la música quebrara el silencio con el potente rugido de los instrumentos afinando, mi entusiasmo se desvaneció en una ráfaga de pensamientos. De repente mi mente abandonó el auditorio y la música se convirtió en una voz lejana. Por varios minutos me debatí entre el pasado y el futuro, recordando y prediciendo, añorando y temiendo, analizando y juzgando. En breves lapsos mi mente regresaba al lugar y escuchaba algo de la música, observaba a los intérpretes, me preguntaba si el director sería un tipo amable, pensaba si los músicos serían felices trabajando allí… pensaba.
Entonces pude observarme por un instante y despertar. Pude darme cuenta de que mi hiperactiva mente me estaba robando ese instante, que por andar pensando me estaba perdiendo de la belleza del momento. Ciertamente no había ido a un concierto a pensar sino a escuchar música, así que haciendo uso de mi intención más sincera y venciendo cualquier rastro de vergüenza, cerré los ojos y me dediqué tan sólo a escuchar.
Así, la belleza de la música se desnudó ante mi y en mi rostro se dibujó una sonrisa. Por primera vez mi cuerpo se limitó a recibir las ondas producidas por los instrumentos y mi espíritu se dejó arrullar por los sonidos, a veces dulces, a veces salvajes pero siempre con la inconfundible magia del encuentro de timbres de una orquesta.
Súbitamente el hambre y el sueño desaparecieron por completo y fueron reemplazados por una sensación de plenitud, por un aprecio tal del instante que se confundía con el sentimiento de que no existe en el mundo mejor música y mejor compañía, que no que no existe en el universo mejor manera de vivir que esta, ni mejor momento que ahora.

Learning to listen 1

After declining a few cultural invitations from Damaris we finally attended a concert from the Osnabrück Symphony Orchestra. The discovery that our city, with less than 150,000 inhabitants, has its own orchestra was a surprise.
When we arrived at the auditorium, after spending almost 12 hours in the university (amongst which there were three hours of an intensive accounting class in German) I wondered if it was a good decision to attend the concert. However when our group was completed and the public began to get in the hall my fatigue turn into curiosity. Concerts always produce a very particular feeling in my body, an enthusiasm that I can’t precisely describe.
However, once we sat down in silence waiting for the music to start and even after the music broke the silence with the powerful roar of tuning instruments, my enthusiasm faded in a flurry of thoughts. Suddenly, my mind left the auditorium and the music became a distant voice. For several minutes I was swinging between the past and the future, remembering and predicting, longing and fearing, analyzing and judging. In short intervals my mind came back to the place and I listened to some of the music and watched the performers… I wondered if the director would be a nice guy, if the musicians would be happy working there … I wondered, I thought.
Happily I was able to observe myself for a moment and thus awake. I realized that my hyperactive mind was stealing that moment, I noticed that because of being thinking I was missing the beauty of the moment. I certainly had not gone to this concert to think but to listen to music, so using my most sincere intention and overcoming any trace of shame, I closed my eyes and started to listen with all my being.
The beauty of the music unfolded in front of me and my face broke into a smile. For the first time my only task was to receive the waves from the instruments and to let my spirit be lulled by the sounds, sometimes sweet, sometimes wild, but always magic. All of a sudden, hunger and sleep completely disappeared and were replaced by a feeling of completeness, for such an appreciation of the moment that blended with the feeling that there were no better music than that and no better company than the people I had around. The feeling that it does not exist in the universe a better way to spend this instant than being here and that there’s no better moment than now.

Cakes and music symbols

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This is my first post. It’s been a while since the last time I tried doing it, but I’m finding it surprisingly easy 😀

First, I have to say that English is not my mother tongue. Not even close, especially with my recent improvements on German language, that have deteriorated my English writing skills. But I love writing in English because somehow I do not need to look for the perfect word to come out, I just write what I feel, how I sense the world, how am I feeling, and that’s easy!

Right now I wake again, from a deep dreaming that have consumed my last 3 years. Today I say goodbye to my efforts to make Startics a great company. It is, it was. But now it’s the time to draw my attention from programming and focus myself on music and other business. Now I have decided to continue working as a programmer, just for the sake of friendship and because some projects really need us to be part of 😉 – Startics will remain as the first company who I dreamed of, and her memory (yes, it was a girl) will be kept on those shy websites that still spot the beloved “powered by Startics” on the footer.

It’s a little hard to say goodbye. I could have tears on my eyes, but all I have is a smile for the time we work together with Ana, Julian, Robert, Rafaela and Sebastian. We created some beautiful websites and I personally dreamed of making something big out of this company. I can safely say that Startics was powered by heart.

Now, the time for cakes and music symbols has come. As the winter approaches and the days become darker and cooler, I see myself eating delicious cakes and devoting time and action to make Ana’s dream real. At the same time I’ll run to face the old monsters of my childhood with a recently strengthened and -overall- overlooked courage. I’m deep into sight reading and my little drummer will accompany me in the journey.