After having read the article " Psychoanalysis and the Death instinct", I started to wonder if I really knew what psychoanalysis was. I thought that I had a clear idea about that issue, but after doing research I realised that I was wrong.
I assume now that psychoanalysis is very familiar for the wide public; that is to say almost everybody has heard about psychoanalysis- it can be read in magazines or heard on TV.
The multitude and complexity of the sources from which we receive signals today about psychoanalysis raise an important issue: psychoanalysis is no longer clearly defined in the eyes of the wide public. Today nobody knows for sure what psychoanalysis is.
If I think about psychoanalysis, concepts such as the exploration of the unconscious, dream interpretation, Oedipus Complex and child sexuality come to mind.
I would like to say that I am in favor of psychoanalytic methods for the exploration of the unconscious. As we know the unconscious is part of our mind; I reckon that our mind is a huge thing and we hardly know how it really works. I believe that many of our real- life problems are connected to what we experienced when we were children. The problem is that most of the time we are not aware of that; we don't know why we react in the way we do and we do not know what is causing us to behave like that. So, this method helps us to figure out what is the cause of ours problems by coming back to our childhood.It analyses our childhood memories in order to find those which are causing our mental blocks.
I dont't know anyone who has particularly been treated through it, but I know many people that have been treated through other therapies which use more techniques from psychoanalysis,and they were happy with their results.
So, after all I have explained above, I will definitely attend to psychoanalytic therapy if I ever need it.
martes, 15 de noviembre de 2011
Why is Spain behind other European countries?
I reckon there are many factors causing Spain's underdevelopment in relation to other European countries such as historical, geographic, social...
But I think one of the main reasons why spanish people do not speak English is the fact that Spain is the only country in the world that dubs everything.
I read an article that said that Spain has 4,300 cinema screens, which puts Spain in first place. Despite the fact that now there are a number of original version theaters or cinema screens in Spain, they are visited mostly by tourists; Spaniards generally don't want to read subtitles, actually only 4% of Spanish people go to the cinema to watch them in V.O.
I've had the oportunity of travelling around Europe and I can appreciate how well people from Holland, Switzerland, Germany ...speak English. In fact, they are able to communicate as well as in their mother tongue. In my opinion, it is not because they take more English classes in school or high school than Spanish children but from early on they are used to watching cartoons, movies, programs or series in their original version,therefore they reinforce and put in practice what they learn at school. In my opinion, the influence of media on the language capabilities of a country is quite fascinating.
On the other hand, the geographical location of some European countries push them to have a common language-which is English for political and economical reasons-in order to be able to communicate with their neighbouring countries.
I am quite optimistic about the future of Spain regarding this issue, and despite the fact that other European countries are many years ahead of us, I think we will be able to communicate in English in 20 years because now new generations have more oportunities to travell or study abroad and watch English channels and we are more eager to learn other languages than our grandparents or parents were.
But I think one of the main reasons why spanish people do not speak English is the fact that Spain is the only country in the world that dubs everything.
I read an article that said that Spain has 4,300 cinema screens, which puts Spain in first place. Despite the fact that now there are a number of original version theaters or cinema screens in Spain, they are visited mostly by tourists; Spaniards generally don't want to read subtitles, actually only 4% of Spanish people go to the cinema to watch them in V.O.
I've had the oportunity of travelling around Europe and I can appreciate how well people from Holland, Switzerland, Germany ...speak English. In fact, they are able to communicate as well as in their mother tongue. In my opinion, it is not because they take more English classes in school or high school than Spanish children but from early on they are used to watching cartoons, movies, programs or series in their original version,therefore they reinforce and put in practice what they learn at school. In my opinion, the influence of media on the language capabilities of a country is quite fascinating.
On the other hand, the geographical location of some European countries push them to have a common language-which is English for political and economical reasons-in order to be able to communicate with their neighbouring countries.
I am quite optimistic about the future of Spain regarding this issue, and despite the fact that other European countries are many years ahead of us, I think we will be able to communicate in English in 20 years because now new generations have more oportunities to travell or study abroad and watch English channels and we are more eager to learn other languages than our grandparents or parents were.
miércoles, 19 de mayo de 2010
My grandfather
I met him when I was born. He was my father' s dad. He was in his late seventies. At that time he was already a pensioner.
He had a curly grey receding hairline. He was oval faced. He had bushy eyebrows, long eyelashes and big brown eyes that reminded me of my father. He had bags under his eyes. His face was wrinkly. He had a hooked nose. His mouth was small and his lips were thin. He was well -built and quite tall for his age. He was always casually-dressed.He used to walk with a cane.
I didn' t talk with him too much, because he was much older than I was and he mostly stayed in his room, lying down on his bed and listening to the radio. I felt a deep respect for his voluntary loneliness.
I have fond memories of my grandfather walking by my school with his cane and handing me sweet rolls through the fence.
Everything that I know about my grandfahter´s life is because my father and uncles told me these stories many years after he had died.
My grandfather never had a permanent job, he spent his life moving around from place to place. He was a free soul.Throughout his life, he had many different jobs.He was a fisherman, a sailor, a barber and even a lottery ticket vendor which meant that he had to speak many different languages.When my father and uncles told me that, I was shocked because I had always associated knowing many languages with having a university degree or being from the middle class, but neither my grandfather nor my father had gone to school due to the hardship after the war. My family told me that he became so famous because of his knowledge of languages that many people asked him to translate documents and letters. It seems to me he was a sociable person.
However what surprised me the most was the fact that he used to swindle foreign people. He invented a lot of tricks to get money, for example once he dyed sparrows yellow and he sold them as canaries. Another time he sold whisky bottles, made with a mixture of several kinds of low-priced alcohol, to foreign sailors that landed in Cartagena. I am sure that he invented many other tricks to get money to take care of his family. I assume he was a very witty and resourceful person.Actually, if someone asked me to chose two adjetives that describe myself I would undoubtedly say witty and resourceful. Now I realize how much I am like my grandfather.Like him, I consider myself to be a free soul and a travel and language lover.
In short, the motives behind our actions and the roots of our tendencies may seem a construction of our own personality but inherited characteristics and the environment that surrounds us influence us greatly.
He had a curly grey receding hairline. He was oval faced. He had bushy eyebrows, long eyelashes and big brown eyes that reminded me of my father. He had bags under his eyes. His face was wrinkly. He had a hooked nose. His mouth was small and his lips were thin. He was well -built and quite tall for his age. He was always casually-dressed.He used to walk with a cane.
I didn' t talk with him too much, because he was much older than I was and he mostly stayed in his room, lying down on his bed and listening to the radio. I felt a deep respect for his voluntary loneliness.
I have fond memories of my grandfather walking by my school with his cane and handing me sweet rolls through the fence.
Everything that I know about my grandfahter´s life is because my father and uncles told me these stories many years after he had died.
My grandfather never had a permanent job, he spent his life moving around from place to place. He was a free soul.Throughout his life, he had many different jobs.He was a fisherman, a sailor, a barber and even a lottery ticket vendor which meant that he had to speak many different languages.When my father and uncles told me that, I was shocked because I had always associated knowing many languages with having a university degree or being from the middle class, but neither my grandfather nor my father had gone to school due to the hardship after the war. My family told me that he became so famous because of his knowledge of languages that many people asked him to translate documents and letters. It seems to me he was a sociable person.
However what surprised me the most was the fact that he used to swindle foreign people. He invented a lot of tricks to get money, for example once he dyed sparrows yellow and he sold them as canaries. Another time he sold whisky bottles, made with a mixture of several kinds of low-priced alcohol, to foreign sailors that landed in Cartagena. I am sure that he invented many other tricks to get money to take care of his family. I assume he was a very witty and resourceful person.Actually, if someone asked me to chose two adjetives that describe myself I would undoubtedly say witty and resourceful. Now I realize how much I am like my grandfather.Like him, I consider myself to be a free soul and a travel and language lover.
In short, the motives behind our actions and the roots of our tendencies may seem a construction of our own personality but inherited characteristics and the environment that surrounds us influence us greatly.
jueves, 4 de febrero de 2010
¡Acostúmbrate! Esto es Madrid.
Saludos a todos aquellos que quieran compartir su tiempo conmigo.
Este es mi primer mensaje ¡Estoy un poco nerviosa!, a ver que tal queda.
Ayer fui a cenar a un restaurante mejicano. Era una cena multicultural, organizada por un grupo que lleva varios años haciendo encuentros multiculturales, dónde la gente de manera distendida, tiene la oportunidad de conocer gente y practicar idiomas.
Llevo dos años asistiendo a este tipo de encuentros. Aunque tengo que reconocer que no de manera continua. Este es uno de mis própositos de año nuevo, tener continuidad.
Tengo que decir que este tipo de encuentros son geniales, conoces a tanta gente, de diferentes países e incluso de tu mismo país, con aficciones e inquietudes parecidas,aprendes sobre sus costumbres, ellos sobre las tuyas, y de manera muy relajada y fluida entablas una conversación en tu propio idioma o en aquel que estés buscando perfeccionar . Es cómo viajar fuera, pero estando en tu propio país.Puedo decir, que este tipo de encuentros, a mí, me aportan vitalidad y energía, y si, además cómo es mi caso, has tenido la oportunidad de vivir en otros países,vuelves a revivir aquellas sensaciones que sentiste y que a veces añoras.
No sé porque será, que a veces caemos en la rutina,trabajo, casa...y olvidamos disfrutar del día a día. Sin embargo, cuando hemos estado trabajando fuera, incluso aunque tuviésemos un trabajo "mierdoso" (cómo diríamos en mi tierra),esto no te impide vivir y disfrutar de cada minuto, de cada momento, vives todo con mucha más expectación y más vitalidad, estámos mucho más receptivos a vivir cada experiencia y a no dejar escapar cualquier oportunidad que se presente.
Para terminar mi primera entrada,sólo quiero añadir que en efecto, ¡Esto es Madrid!, estos encuentros multiculturales son una de las muchas actividades que puedes encontrar aqui. Sin lugar a duda, Madrid es una ciudad llena de vida.
Por cierto,¿A qué no sabeis, quien estaba cenando en el mismo restaurante que nosotros?,Alejandro Amenabar...tuve que contenerme para no pedirle un autógrafo...y es que tienes que acostumbrarte, estas cosas pasan en Madrid.
Una cartagenera
XXX
Este es mi primer mensaje ¡Estoy un poco nerviosa!, a ver que tal queda.
Ayer fui a cenar a un restaurante mejicano. Era una cena multicultural, organizada por un grupo que lleva varios años haciendo encuentros multiculturales, dónde la gente de manera distendida, tiene la oportunidad de conocer gente y practicar idiomas.
Llevo dos años asistiendo a este tipo de encuentros. Aunque tengo que reconocer que no de manera continua. Este es uno de mis própositos de año nuevo, tener continuidad.
Tengo que decir que este tipo de encuentros son geniales, conoces a tanta gente, de diferentes países e incluso de tu mismo país, con aficciones e inquietudes parecidas,aprendes sobre sus costumbres, ellos sobre las tuyas, y de manera muy relajada y fluida entablas una conversación en tu propio idioma o en aquel que estés buscando perfeccionar . Es cómo viajar fuera, pero estando en tu propio país.Puedo decir, que este tipo de encuentros, a mí, me aportan vitalidad y energía, y si, además cómo es mi caso, has tenido la oportunidad de vivir en otros países,vuelves a revivir aquellas sensaciones que sentiste y que a veces añoras.
No sé porque será, que a veces caemos en la rutina,trabajo, casa...y olvidamos disfrutar del día a día. Sin embargo, cuando hemos estado trabajando fuera, incluso aunque tuviésemos un trabajo "mierdoso" (cómo diríamos en mi tierra),esto no te impide vivir y disfrutar de cada minuto, de cada momento, vives todo con mucha más expectación y más vitalidad, estámos mucho más receptivos a vivir cada experiencia y a no dejar escapar cualquier oportunidad que se presente.
Para terminar mi primera entrada,sólo quiero añadir que en efecto, ¡Esto es Madrid!, estos encuentros multiculturales son una de las muchas actividades que puedes encontrar aqui. Sin lugar a duda, Madrid es una ciudad llena de vida.
Por cierto,¿A qué no sabeis, quien estaba cenando en el mismo restaurante que nosotros?,Alejandro Amenabar...tuve que contenerme para no pedirle un autógrafo...y es que tienes que acostumbrarte, estas cosas pasan en Madrid.
Una cartagenera
XXX
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