Irina Pino's Diary Archives - Page 4 of 32

Rabid in Cuba

There’s a cat that comes to sleep in my building lately. It’s white & grey with a big head. It almost always has its face covered in scratches

I’ve spoken about my father’s human qualities in previous articles. These included helping anyone who needed it.

The other day I ventured to the La Rampa movie theater. I arrived after walking quite a few blocks under the scorching afternoon sun.

I could feel Mozart’s spirit, that white light and its shadow. An intimate, healing vibration, despite the sadness embued in this music.

There are aspects that I do not want to fail to mention, one of them is the way in which the number of femicides has grown lately in Cuba.

Departures will intensify with the new 2-year sponsorship measure, of Cubans living in the US. Another way to leave & then opt for residency.

We shouldn’t feel sorry for ourselves, we’re still here, Magaly told me – a friend from my teenage years who used to live in my neighborhood

I remember an image from my youth. I see my sister and me, looking for dry branches in the flower beds to put together a Christmas tree.

Being sad is a natural state, something that comes over you all of a sudden and you can’t stop it. I’ve been sad since last week…

We all have an intimate inner world where we can do incredible things and create a better world for ourselves.