Some of you know, some of you don’t. Hace un agno y medio conoci a la que creia que era o iba ser la mujer de mi vida. No fue asi. Hay heridas todavia recientes, y muchas cosas que se han de superar. Pero despues de hoy, un agno ocho meses y ocho dias despues, se acabo. No hay razones, no hay motivos, solo existe esa realidad. No se pudo.
Ahora, a vivir, que quedan muchas cosas por hacer.
Perdonad la ausencia, ya me conoceis, me ofusco facil cuando no estoy solito.
I was just chatting this morning with a good friend of mine about a sensation, a feeling that I had constantly back in Madrid.
That bothering feeling was similar, at least on my imagination, to what Sysiphus could feel moving a big boulder up a hill to see exactly the same boulder afterward falling downhill again.
Somehow I feel like I left that big rock back there in Spain, somewhere between the airport and my private practice. Hope nobody finds it.
To clarify what I’m trying to say, the step of coming here was necessary, almost mandatory to cut the ropes and to keep evolving. So, even when I have a hard time here, I’m really proud of having come here, feeling lighter and more able.
A toast for it!
Cheers!
The summer just arrived to the city, with it comes the beach, the skirts, and lazy evenings in wich you only want to sit back with a couple of friends, in front of a open bottle of wine, and chat about the mysteries of life.
Ok, things have settled down a little since my last post. As some noticed by my facebook status I had some good news. So it’s time to share them. I got accepted in two institutions. One is the Metropolitan Institute for Training in Psychoanalytic Psychotherapy, it should have won a prize for the longest name of a Institute, if it were one. In the institute I will learn something that I have learned 4 years ago, but any way, is the requisite I have to meet to be in order to apply for a license. So, it is ok. It will cost me 500$ plus my personal therapy, twice a week. So it is going to be expensive, but not so much.
But also I got accepted on the Ackerman Institute for the Family, and taht excites me a lot. It is what I wanted since I get to the states in order to hone my skills as couple’s therapist, as it is renown as one of the top notch institutes in the world in family therapy, if not the best.
So as today, I got more or less my job secured. But anyway, I have been thinking the past 4 months about the next steps on my professional carrer and I am convinced to try something pretty hard, but that can be really worth it. I am going to try to get into a Phd program. Maybe in NYU, maybe CUNY, maybe Columbia, we’ll see.
It is going to be a really hard task, but I am convinced to do so. It is possible that it can get me a couple of years to be admitted into, but whatever no pain, no gain. I will keep you posted about it.
There are some projects going on. Were going on. Unfortunately yesterday I attended a meeting on my work for 11 professional that are at risk of losing their works. I am one of them. As professionals of mental health we are supposed to have a license to allow us working. It is a pity that my bosses did not mention it on the phone interviews nor in my first month working here. If we do not get licensed? Fired. Sweet, isn’t it? Even worse I would not have the possibility to work on my profession
Welcome wet back psychologists!
What I am going to do?
As I see it, I have still a couple of alternatives. I was planning in try to get into a Phd, while doing so getting a license as a mental health counselor, as I have enough formation to do so, but, of course, only if the office of professions accept my 5 years at the university as equivalent to a year of masters degree. We’ll see.
If not, I am screwed up.
If not, if am not eligible because of my formation to that license I should do a masters degree as counselor (1 year 6K$ aprox) , as social worker (2 years, 60K$) or as psychoanalyst ( 4 years 8K$), forgetting, or still trying to get on the Phd, it will depend only on my will.
I am pissed off, anyway. More news soon. Stay tuned.
Bueno, muchos de vosotros habreis visto que hace tiempo que no publico nada. El motivo es simple. Originalmente empece a escribir este blog para manteneros informados de todas las novedades que me fuesen ocurriendo en mi traslado a la Gran Manzana. Cual es el problema? Que ya estoy totalmente instalado y ha comenzado la rutina. Eso hace que poco a poco me este quedando sin temas.
Ahora mismo me estan pasando muchas cosas, y tengo bastantes ideas para ir informandoos, pero claro, ya no esta el empuje inicial de la novedad.
Pretendo empezar a escribiros cosas sobre la vida nocturna, sobre rinconcillos escondidos, sobre partes que molen de la ciudad, sin pretender reflejarla entera, obviamente. Esta ciudad es inmensa y no se puede abarcar todo lo que pasa en ella, aunque se tuviera todo el dia, una legion de gente y una montagna de dinero.
Tambien deciros que por aqui todo va bien, el trabajo esta muy bien, el dinero me da, voy teniendo mas pacientes, y espero ponerme a ahorrar dentro de poco, que el apartamentito en Convent Avenue espera.
Ahora mismo me ronda la cabeza varias posibilidades de futuro, pero segun se vayan perfilando os comentare mas.
There is something new that I am experimenting at work, and also in this new life, let my intuition flow. Sometimes with a patient, sometimes with friends, with new people I’ve just met, now I am answering from the guts. I mean, I usually think a lot before saying anything, not now. Not more. I mean, of course I am still the reflexive guy you all know, but there are sometimes in which I just let my mind flow, and my mouth starts to follow and says some interesting things. And guess what, it works! So, maybe that is what they mean with being in contact with oneself.
Hasta ahora no he sentido nostalgia, hasta ahora echaba de menos los amigos, la familia, salir a tomar cervezas despues de entrenar capoeira. Hasta ahora recordaba Madrid y algunas imagenes de toda una vida alli y no me producia nada mas que un bonito recuerdo. Hasta ahora.
Hoy he tenido un suegno, en el me despedia de mis amigos jugando un partido de basket, y haciendo un picnic en unas canchas cercanas a mi casa, en Avenida del Brasil ( No, no existen, mi cerebro jugueton se las ha inventado). Me he despertado con la querencia de estar alli, nervioso por veros, por jugar, por reirnos. Han sido 5 minutos. 5 minutos de nostalgia.
Bueno bueno. Por fin he cobrado. Ha costado pero al final, hoy 17 de Febrero, he recibido mi primer cheque de verdad.
Estoy bastante contento, pues por ahora, que voy a medio gas, me da para pagar alquiler, comer tranquilo, hacer mis actividades y espero ahorrar un poco, a la espera de la informacion sobre impuestos. Espero que la cosa mejore en los proximos meses, en cuanto a pacientes recibidos y horas trabajadas, pues creo que voy a pedir unas cuantas mas. Pues eso chavales, que a la proxima, invito yo.
Ok folks, I feel relieved. Finally I got my check. Good timing, because I was about to end with my savings. I am not loaded, still, but hopefully it will be getting better. Anyhow, it is good to feel that one can live by yourself in the big city. I can pull my own weight! Yipes!
Una cosa que me encanta de esta ciudad es la luz, es algo que me recuerda mucho a Madrid. Alli en seguida esta despejado y tenemos muchas horas de luz, de hecho, tenemos un sol magnifico. Aqui pasa igual, hay mucho sol, calienta, da gustito y eso mola.
It can be pretty hard for me if I ever live in London, the lack of sun light would kill me. And that is one of the things that I love about NYC, it has a great sun light. You know, I am a Spaniard, Sunny Spain, as they call it in U.K., and i need the sun rays to feel good. Fortunately, there is lots of sun light here, and I love it.
