MARINA OPPENHEIMER BOOKS AND BLOG

  Éste es un libro que habla de la soledad en algunas ciudades que, a primera vista, parecerían ser el lugar ideal para estar rodeado de amigos. Inmigración, mediana edad, divorcio, el nido vacío, todo conjuga para que Ana, la protagonista, se encuentre de pronto en un mundo solitario y sin refugios.

  Cuando el atardecer nos recubre de silencio y del misterioso significado de nuestra vida, mi mano busca una pluma para describirlo, y mi alma una luz para descifrarlo.   Los misterios del alma se nos escapan, no logramos atraparlos ni entenderlos, y nuestras vidas a menudo se asemejan a remolinos de aguas turbias y opacas.   Yo quisiera comprender mi vida antes de irme, quisiera asir con las manos su significado, convertirlo en una piedra color del tiempo, y, en mi último viaje, llevarlo a mi lado.    

A few weeks ago, I dreamed that I had found the skin of a snake on the ground. Snakes change skin because, when they grow, the skin doesn't, and so they need a new skin. Since I know that dreams are the messengers of important messages, I set out to analyze why I had had such a dream. Given the fact that to me snakes are beautiful animals, having dreamt with one did not disturb me at all; on the contrary, it generated in my mind the idea of life renewal. A few days passed, and suddenly the following thought came to mind: "I want to forget about the past years of my life, forget almost all the people I have met, as well as the loves and the pains that haunted me because I want to be another." In other words, without going to the extreme of changing my name because I love my name, I want to forget almost everything else. With the passing of time, I discovered that remembering is the food of sadness and that, in order to thoroughly enjoy the years I have left, I have to em...