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Continue reading →: Endings and Beginnings
Today, Facebook reminded me of a party 12 years ago, when I was first dating my now husband. It was the beginning of a relationship. The beginning of a budding love that was built on a strong emotional connection. The start of learning how to be in a committed long-term…
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Continue reading →: Pillar
No man is an islan entire of itself,Every man is a piece of the continent,A part of the main.If a clod be washed away by the sea,Europe is the less.As well as if a promontory were.As well as if a manor of thy friend’sOr of thine own were:Any man’s death…
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Broken Promises
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Continue reading →: Broken PromisesI never thought it would happen to me. In fact, I specifically promised myself as a child that it wouldn’t. I suppose nobody imagines being in a long term relationship with an alcoholic; but for me it was so much more than that. It was a vow to not repeat…
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Continue reading →: Career Luck and Playing the Lottery
Do you like your job? Are you doing what you love? Are you doing what you studied or do you find yourself in a job wondering how you got there? I think the difference between a job and a career is that the former is a means to pay your…
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Continue reading →: Love is a Many Seasoned Thing
Spring has been late to arrive in Boston- today as I left the house there were finally signs of flowers in bloom, cherry blossoms flittering through the air in unknown trajectory from whence they fell to their final resting place elsewhere on the ground. Of course with spring, warmer weather,…
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Continue reading →: Blue Valentine
I’m not one to openly celebrate mass produced holidays so you can imagine my take on Valentine’s Day. It’s the holiday par excellence for consumerism, commercialism and capitalism and I believe it is one of the reasons people incorrectly equate true love with an exchange of some sort of commercial enterprise;…
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Continue reading →: The Silent Art of Listening
I was sitting at Starbucks the other day and observed an interesting conversation exchange between two girls– presumably friends. The topic of conversation was one girl’s frustration over her relationship with another girlfriend that they both had in common. Let’s call the talking girl Britney; the girl listening we will…
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Continue reading →: The Language of Life
Although I promised that my blog post would be all about communication, I have to deviate from that initial proposition and write about dance. It’s Friday evening, and after an outing for dinner and drinks with a good friend and a flailing attempt to join other friends at a pre-outing…
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Continue reading →: Hello world!
New Year, new beginnings. I’ve decided to play a more active role in the world of online media become an auteur as opposed to just a consumer; this is partially motivated by my relatively new job in social networking. Besides I think sharing my wisdom, knowledge and insight to the…
Hola,
I’m Ana Lucia
I was born in Guatemala City, and raised and educated in the USA. Drawn to the old world and endowed with the gift for language, I’ve lived in Europe between Barcelona, Paris and London for the past 12 years. I’ve explored this continent and all of it’s diversity of people, piqued by so many I meet and the cultures they represent and those to which they must adapt.
I write to express the myriad of thoughts, feelings and experiences that have been my life. This includes topics of identity and self-discovery, relationships, love as well as the occasional film critique or social commentary.
I reside in an ideal world in my mind, where love is pure, people are genuine and connections are the currency of abundance that makes life wonderful.
Thinker. Dreamer. Lover 