<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:06:12.934+02:00</updated><category term='Perú'/><category term='morales'/><category term='agosto'/><category term='ciudadano'/><category term='18'/><category term='Alan garcía'/><category term='apra'/><category term='Alan'/><category term='alejandro'/><category term='peru'/><category term='presidente'/><category term='18 años'/><title type='text'>Jose Antonio Morales</title><subtitle type='html'>When I was a child I always wondered if I will get some kind of “list of solutions” to all my questions when I will be adult. Well the fact is that now I discovered that each day I could find solutions to my questions but only if I keep track of my thoughts and if I share them with others.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-3735072725483517034</id><published>2007-08-11T15:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T15:29:13.098+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alan garcía'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presidente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peru'/><title type='text'>El presidente del Perú</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Para Alan García el pueblo es Dulcinea, el APRA el gordo&lt;br /&gt;Sancho y su reflejo los molinos de viento"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Esa galantería anticuada, valores mal interpretados, resultados sorpresivos, imagen propia distorcionada y abstracción condicionada de la realidad me parecen conocidos. ¿Dónde esta La Mancha del presidente del Perú?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-3735072725483517034?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/3735072725483517034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=3735072725483517034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/3735072725483517034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/3735072725483517034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2007/08/el-presidente-del-per.html' title='El presidente del Perú'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-4590413690672229887</id><published>2007-08-11T14:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T14:53:36.133+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alejandro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18 años'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ciudadano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peru'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agosto'/><title type='text'>Feliz día Alejandro!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“La brújula de la vida solo tiene dos direcciones:&lt;br /&gt;sensibilidad e indiferencia. ¿Hacia dónde vas?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Querido Ale,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente tus sobrinos están durmiendo así que tengo un poco de tranquilidad para escribirte y hablar un poco sobre los famosos 18 años.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se trata de un número especial porque más que nada es un símbolo de independencia. Se supone que a los 18 te conviertes en un ciudadano, una tontería legal pero que ampara tu derecho a la libertad. Personalmente creo que lo más importante es el hecho que universalmente eres reconocido como adulto, independiente y responsable por tus propios actos. No tienes que responder sobre tus actos a mi papá, tienes que responder por tus actos a la sociedad o a las autoridades que la representan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pienso que 18 años es aún muy poco tiempo para proclamarse como un adulto con experiencia. Pero creo que justamente de eso se trata. Es la época en que eres libre, todavía puedes cometer grandes errores sin poner en gran riesgo tu futuro ya que tienes tiempo por delante para solucionarlos. Al mismo tiempo es una etapa muy importante para definir tus valores, tus sueños, tu forma de vivir y es la etapa donde posiblemente encontraras buenos ejemplos a seguir. Es el momento en que aprenderás a “pararte después que la ola re revuelque”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿La gran pregunta es cómo lograr aprovechar esta etapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos quieren tener 18. Los niños y los jóvenes quieren tener 18, los viejos y viejas también. Es una etapa llena de emociones, en algún sitio leí que es una especie de “montaña rusa” de la vida, donde las partes “altas” y “bajas” están muy cerca en el tiempo, donde la velocidad de los acontecimientos y nuevas experiencias pueden ocasionar vértigo y confusión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libertad no implica “hacer lo que uno quiera” sin límites. Libertad implica ser responsable por lo que uno haga. Ser responsable significa responder por las consecuencias de los actos, sea para felicitar, celebrar, pagar o subsanar. Pero Ale, sin duda hay algo de “sin límites”, y es eso lo que para ti es un misterio y lo que te motiva a explorar, por lo tanto a equivocarte y aprender. Es ese sentimiento lo que los niños, jóvenes y adultos desean, es por eso que todos queremos tener 18. Es la forma en que decidas explorar, es decir ejercer tu libertad, la que va a ser la diferencia entre tú y los demás. Me refiero, al decir “diferencia”, a la forma en que tu vida marque nuestra historia en comparación con la marca que dejen los demás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vas a ser ¿corrupto? ¿Infiel? ¿Abusivo? ¿Oportunista? ¿Atropellador? ¿Miserable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, es una buena edad para comenzar a serlo. Solo necesitas ser un poquito de cada uno de ellos para acostumbrarte y convertirte en el futuro en el superlativo de tus errores. Comienza aceptando la piratería de música, termina pagando coimas para evitar complicaciones; siempre encontraras argumentos, así como ahora encuentras argumentos para piratear música o películas. Sé infiel una vez y si no te descubren es posible que lo seas otra vez. Creo que entiendes la idea. A los 18 tú recibes el trabajo de educarte a ti mismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Vas a ser respetuoso, integro, justo, emprendedor? Utiliza el mismo principio. Acostúmbrate a serlo con pequeños gestos. Es así como te respetarán y te conocerán. Si comes en un restaurante y sobra mucha comida, pide que te la den “para la casa” y entrégale la comida a alguien que lo necesite y que creas que sinceramente lo aprovechará, no para el perro. Y si no sobra, pide algo para quien te cuida el carro. ¿Me entiendes? Son los pequeños gestos lo que te harán sentir útil y son esos detalles los que te abrirán puertas en el futuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defiende tu puno de vista. Si tienes que ir a la comisaría no importa. Nunca doblegues tu libertad ni tu opinión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ale, no pienses que aceptar tus defectos es suficiente para no intentar mejorar. ¿Qué es eso de aceptar ser “comodón” y limitar tu vida por eso? Es lo mismo que decir “soy malhumorado porque mi papá es también así, es genético y no lo puedo cambiar”. Eso tiene un nombre: conformismo, y eso puede llevarte a ser un ignorado y miserable mediocre. Darle la responsabilidad a otros por lo que uno es o deja de ser también tiene un nombre: cobardía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre quise tener un hermano hombre y es ahora cuando la distancia molesta. Es esa la razón de este largo mensaje. No me queda otra más que escribirte lo que voy aprendiendo y reflexionando. Créeme que cometí muchos errores, también los pague caro y muchos siguen siendo pagados o están en “stand by” para ser pagados en el futuro. Pero me siento orgulloso de los aciertos y sus consecuencias. Siempre defendí mi opinión y no me quedé callado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué haría si tuviera 18 otra vez? A diferencia de todo lo que hice (no cambiaría nada), utilizaría más tiempo para viajar por todo el mundo, con mi mochila y pocos dólares. Trataría de no creer que la sociedad de Lima es la única y abriría más mis horizontes al tratar de aprender como otros viven. En la sierra peruana, por ejemplo, hay mucho que ver. Me pondría metas y al lograrlas me iría de viaje. Trataría de ser más impermeable a los problemas de nuestra patria y trataría de verme mucho más como un ciudadano del planeta tierra. Me preguntaría mas y trataría de encontrar más respuestas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eso es todo mi querido hermano. Tatjana y yo te deseamos una hermosa vida llena de libertad, nuevas personas, mucho amor, muchas ganas de ponerte de pie ante cualquier tropezón, muchos motivos para celebrar y miles de oportunidades para que otros sean felices gracias a ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un fuerte abrazo de tu hermano que te quiere,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jose Antonio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-4590413690672229887?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/4590413690672229887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=4590413690672229887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/4590413690672229887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/4590413690672229887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2007/08/feliz-da-alejandro.html' title='Feliz día Alejandro!'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-6291207162403845657</id><published>2007-01-06T21:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T19:23:16.722+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La vida importa</title><content type='html'>Yoli, si supieras cuantas personas están agradecidas por tu nacimiento. Si supieras cuantas personas siguen percibiendo este maravilloso y extraño mundo y saben sobre lo que tu vida significa.&lt;br /&gt;Yoli, querida, si supieras las sonrisas que has  logrado.  Si supieras como voy a extrañar comer un poco de comida norteña contigo. Yoli,  Gracias!&lt;br /&gt;La muerte no importa. No cambia nada. La vida importa! y es por eso que eres la celebración de una vida llena de aventuras,  amor,  misterio... si Yoli! nos has tenido siempre  preguntándonos sobre ti.  Caray! que lindo ejemplo.&lt;br /&gt;Como Tati dice, Yoli es un ejemplo de mujer.&lt;br /&gt;Aquí la vida sigue. Trataremos de ser también un ejemplo,  cada uno en una forma diferente, pero seguro que con la idea que es la vida lo que vale. Corta o larga pero siempre rica en experiencias, errores, aventuras, metas, fracasos y claro también aciertos. Ay Yoli, una vida tan rara pero hermosa. Una vida ejemplar como la tuya es lo que yo quiero para mi y mis hijos. Una vida orgullosa y brillante. Eso es lo que importa. La muerte no importa. La vida importa.&lt;br /&gt;Es increíble, una lucha constante. Llena de personas que creen que la vida esta garantizada. Personas que no se dan cuenta que la vida no es el estatus, que la vida no es lo que estudiaron, que la vida no es solo uno mismo. Un mundo lleno de personas rendidas a su destino y personas en busca de su destino. Que lindo vivir una vida en busca constante por la felicidad del resto, como cuando me diste (por mas de una vez) una colonia old spice o un monederito de cuero. Te das cuenta que la vida esta en los detalles? si Yoli, de hecho tu sabias eso. Y es por eso que me siento feliz por tu vida, tu nacimiento y por el hecho que encontraste en Víctor el lugar donde irradiar tu personalidad. Gracias por ser la abuela Yoli.&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora es momento para celebrar la suerte que tenemos de seguir percibiendo tu vida, enseñanzas y ejemplo.&lt;br /&gt;Eso es lo que importa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-6291207162403845657?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/6291207162403845657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=6291207162403845657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/6291207162403845657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/6291207162403845657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2007/01/la-vida-importa.html' title='La vida importa'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-116229006055162636</id><published>2006-10-31T11:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:12.047+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Donde estan nuestras debilidades?</title><content type='html'>Hace mucho tiempo, cuando alguien me preguntaba sobre cuales son mis defectos me llamaba la atención que sepa tan poco sobre ellos. Es posible que la razon de mi ignorancia era la falta de experiencia conmigo mismo. tra cosa que veo es que en esa epoca, cuando recien comencé a preguntar sobre mi mismo, era un adolecente en busca de aceptación y en busca de nuevas amistades. Cómo voy a saber sobre mis defectos si no tengo con quien experimentarlos?&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo sigue su paso y sin lugar a dudas estoy aprendiendo mas sobre mis debilidades. Y algo que me he dado cuenta es que las debilidades se esconden justo donde otras personas pueden ser afectadas negativamente por nuestras acciones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-116229006055162636?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/116229006055162636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=116229006055162636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/116229006055162636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/116229006055162636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2006/10/donde-estan-nuestras-debilidades.html' title='Donde estan nuestras debilidades?'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-115545555958749541</id><published>2006-08-13T09:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:11.575+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A night to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ec3.images-amazon.com/images/P/1419390694.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://ec3.images-amazon.com/images/P/1419390694.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was at home most of the day. That was the perfect reason to start reading a book. Actually I started listening to an audiobook (www.audible.com).&lt;br /&gt;Now that our world is ruled by criminals and the war is on the breakfast tables of the planet I can't stop thinking of what happened some days ago in Lebanon. And like a sign from above the book I choose to listen was Elie Wiesel's Night.&lt;br /&gt;It is a terrible true story. The one written to let us remember what happened in one of our Human wars.&lt;br /&gt;But why I found so good the book? &lt;br /&gt;Because at that time, when innocent people were killed without a reason, the questions were the same than now. The reasons to support war were the same than now. The political tricks were the same than now.&lt;br /&gt;It is important to let know our political leaders that we know their lies and tricks, that we are learning from history and of course that we will be against any decision where war is the goal or consequence.&lt;br /&gt;Like Martin Luther King, an individual like you and me, we can make a difference and stop what we think is wrong for our future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-115545555958749541?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/115545555958749541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=115545555958749541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/115545555958749541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/115545555958749541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2006/08/night-to-remember.html' title='A night to remember'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-115426510433517401</id><published>2006-07-30T14:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:11.495+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Qana massacre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/41945000/gif/_41945308_leb_is_gaz_launch_5map203.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/41945000/gif/_41945308_leb_is_gaz_launch_5map203.gif" border="0" alt="Image from BBC news" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm constantly asking myself about the concept of War. It looks like we are still far from the moment when humanity will live without it.&lt;br /&gt;Our modern world gives us much more information about what is going on in our planet. Sometimes is difficult to be in front of the TV news services because of the atrocity that we are able to make all around the planet. But the truth is that more and more people in our planet is witness of the terrible effects of war.&lt;br /&gt;The question here is.. which is the role of the civilians of the world that want to make something to avoid war? what can we do to avoid our political leaders to find a "solution" in war?&lt;br /&gt;From other side the human kind is able to make wonders and inspire. Humans are able to show that culture, freedom, communication, art are pathways to happiness and wellness.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to know opinions of other persons interested into find peaceful actions that civilians of all around the world can perform to express disagreement with war in order to get a real effect to avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see some pictures from BBC http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/in_pictures/5228392.stm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-115426510433517401?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/115426510433517401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=115426510433517401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/115426510433517401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/115426510433517401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2006/07/qana-massacre.html' title='Qana massacre'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-113715596152110220</id><published>2006-01-13T13:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:11.167+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Protective eye filters: our complexes</title><content type='html'>“I have a friend”, actually he is a cousin, which was always very reactive against persons with different lifestyles. He was always criticizing my friends. He was always advising me to get “better” friends, persons that will be closer to culture, studying and farther from fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some 20 years later I stopped to think about it. And I see in retrospective what the life made of us in the mean time. And it is very interesting. His way of thinking is very similar as it was before and he crossed a lot of experiences that are in direct contradiction of what he was preaching in the past: probably he was trying to suppress his need to have fun because of pressure from his parents or because of his poor ability to have friends. He had a long period of drinking too much, eating too much and smoking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here what I can learn is that life will always try to give us the opportunities to make the needed mistakes and generate experience, know ourselves better and if possible make changes for good.&lt;br /&gt;To be constantly asking ourselves about how are we doing… is basic! Can you imagine how many good moments my cousin couldn’t enjoy because of his wish to prove that all the rest were wrong? He didn’t learn to dance because he thought that the rock bands imply to be in the “wrong side”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He was watching the world with a special kind of “sun glasses” called “complexes” and with them he was able to see the world as he liked, with him on the center.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m wondering if he still thinks that I’m on the wrong side :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-113715596152110220?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/113715596152110220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=113715596152110220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/113715596152110220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/113715596152110220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2006/01/protective-eye-filters-our-complexes.html' title='Protective eye filters: our complexes'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-113308673689018044</id><published>2005-11-27T11:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:11.097+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5327/1200/1600/idea.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5327/1200/400/idea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Some days ago I had a great idea. It was the result of months and months of talking about one wish. From a long time ago I've been talking about the wish of having something like a cyber café, a place where everybody could enjoy a good connection to Internet, use high technology and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I had some ideas about how to make it. At the beginning I kept the idea for myself! But then I’ve shared it with close friends and family. I think that was the moment when the idea started to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the chats and dreams about “the idea” different obstacles were presented and alternative ways to solve them. The idea started to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months later during a car trip the idea got it’s mature shape. I was ready to share it with potential partners. A few days later I’ve shared it! And the main partner loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure that between the partners we’ll have more opinions and ways to make the idea better. And some day in the near future will become a reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-113308673689018044?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/113308673689018044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=113308673689018044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/113308673689018044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/113308673689018044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2005/11/idea.html' title='The idea'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-113114047206208728</id><published>2005-11-04T22:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:11.021+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Check my comments</title><content type='html'>I made a couple of comments in the &lt;a href="http://www.business-opportunities.biz/"&gt;business opportunities Web log&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Questions and business ideas: &lt;a href="http://www.business-opportunities.biz/2005/11/04/questions-as-business-ideas/#read-comments"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Life Lessons from Star Trek: &lt;a href="http://www.business-opportunities.biz/2005/11/03/life-lessons-from-star-trek/#read-comments"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-113114047206208728?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/113114047206208728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=113114047206208728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/113114047206208728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/113114047206208728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2005/11/check-my-comments.html' title='Check my comments'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-113071550833244700</id><published>2005-10-31T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:10.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowboy wisdom!</title><content type='html'>Some time ago I was reading "Life matters" from A. Roger Merrill and Rebecca R. Merrill. It's a really good book. It even helped me and my wife to organize our expenses and save a lot of money during our weekly shopping. But something I found especially interesting is a quotation: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It sounds so obvious! But from the time I read that I found myself and others in a hole and all of us continued digging!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other books they are talking about something similar called "proactivity". It's the opposite of being reactive. It also means to act fast to solve problems and avoid more complications. Like a sample here is something that happens all the time: in a meeting about a new product it's needed to identify a provider, then a member of the team suggests a name, so the responsible says "Ok, I'm taking note and I will give them a call tomorrow"; a proactive person would make the call right away to be sure that the provider is available or in the opposite situation get more ideas and contacts from the rest of the team. A proactive person is not telling "why they are not cleaning the office if they know that they let it dirty!" probably is telling "Hey guys what do you need to let the office clean after you use it?”. It is easy to identify when we aren't being proactive in our work or during our family times right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The problem happens when we are not trying to recognize that we are in troubles or when we didn't stop to think about the situation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/redirect?link_code=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;tag=exchangelatino&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;path=http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0071422137?v=glance%26n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life Matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="1" alt="" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=exchangelatino&amp;l=ur2&amp;amp;o=1" width="1" border="0" /&gt; in Amazon.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;q=cowboy+wisdom&amp;amp;spell=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cawboy wizdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; in Google&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-113071550833244700?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/113071550833244700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=113071550833244700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/113071550833244700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/113071550833244700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2005/10/cowboy-wisdom.html' title='Cowboy wisdom!'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-112884991789741538</id><published>2005-10-09T11:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:10.880+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A World of awareness</title><content type='html'>Some weeks ago the World received the terrible news of the explosions in the subway in London. A few weeks later the hurricane Katrina was one of the worst natural events against U.S. Just this weekend an earthquake in Pakistan killed more than 18000 persons and some hundreds are dead in Guatemala as well.&lt;br /&gt;In all cases technology, especially the Internet played a very important role. Even the Internet is not able to offer relief to the victims directly at least is increasing the awareness in the entire world about what is going on and giving information about "how to help". Pictures, videos, emails are immediately posted on the Internet and of course the bigger news networks are covering the events using the TV and also the Web.&lt;br /&gt;During the catastrophic damage that hurricane Katrina caused some very interesting reactions happened and I’m positively surprised because I believe that this is the start of a new age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a matter of hours after the hurricane Katrina passed, hundreds of Web sites displayed links to help people donate money for the relief campaign.&lt;br /&gt;Survivors got the chance to communicate with their families in different parts of the world using email.&lt;br /&gt;People from all the world massively donated money to relief agencies&lt;br /&gt;Mobile phones captured videos and pictures, digital cameras made easier for people to post pictures on the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world was connected. No matter the reason why but the people reacted against the pain of others. No matter religion, race, politics, wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our world is aware and the individuals and families within are reacting, the support agencies are learning to use technology to react faster than ever. Now I think is the turn of the authorities, now they should publicly state the importance of using the Web and all available technologies to setup systems for support and emergency relief. Of course, richer countries are going to be able of getting more advantage and poorer countries where the usage of technology is reduced will have to use more traditional methods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time for individuals to show that between continents, countries, races and religions only exists “stone walls” made with paper. Awareness is the way to jump and break those walls. Now we can participate and help people from all the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-112884991789741538?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/112884991789741538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=112884991789741538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112884991789741538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112884991789741538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2005/10/world-of-awareness.html' title='A World of awareness'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-112862969538199381</id><published>2005-10-06T22:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:10.815+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking about the human being</title><content type='html'>Somewhere Talkien said that the God gave a good present to the humans, it was a short life, it was to make them mortals. Short life means &lt;strong&gt;short time to achieve&lt;/strong&gt; goals and specially short time to let something in the world for the rest to &lt;strong&gt;remember&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I've read about "&lt;strong&gt;collective intelligence&lt;/strong&gt;", a kind of organization that manages and shares the intelligence, experiences, memories and capabilities of the members of that group. Something like the "borgs" in Star Trek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to think that the Human is already something like that, where the short life of the individual adds variables to the living society, some kind of bigger "organism". The death of the individual doesn't affect the success of the Human like species but can change the course of the history. So if we see the Human history from the start to the present we can see that we are growing, improving and evolving, no matter on the bad and good things that happened. From the bad things we can learn and from the good ones we can feel proud and get energy from that to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working on technology I feel very happy, living in this time makes me witness and part of the revolution of the communication between humans, the start of the most interesting way of get advantage of our "collective intelligence", get the best of the wisdom and culture and of course get advantage of the bad things that are going on around us by understanding that we are the only ones that are able to put them on the past, avoid the same mistakes in the future and learn from that experience. In fact that is the way I find to let something after my mortal being will left this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-112862969538199381?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/112862969538199381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=112862969538199381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112862969538199381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112862969538199381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2005/10/thinking-about-human-being.html' title='Thinking about the human being'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-112703674576334432</id><published>2005-09-18T11:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:10.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's phrase</title><content type='html'>"If I'm for a long time in the dark, please bring me to the light litle by litle"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-112703674576334432?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/112703674576334432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=112703674576334432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112703674576334432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112703674576334432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2005/09/todays-phrase.html' title='Today&apos;s phrase'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-112688597253480441</id><published>2005-09-16T17:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:10.634+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Querida tía Carlota</title><content type='html'>En alguna parte en el sur de África hay comunidades nativas que consideran al recién nacido como un ser sin mucha importancia. El nacimiento mismo no es un acontecimiento de celebración.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando alguien de la comunidad fallece todo el resto de actividades de la comunidad se detienen y se inicia el “tiempo” en que se debe aprender de la persona que cumplió su misión en la Tierra. No es el momento de llorar, es el momento de reconocer lo bueno que esa persona logró durante su vida. Al reconocer el aporte de la persona a la comunidad es que se genera un sentimiento positivo, pacífico y hasta de orgullo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo no me olvidaré de tus “apachurrones” y besos. Ni tampoco de tu mirada alegre y llena de buenos deseos. Así que si no lo sabias, afectaste positivamente mi vida con valores que son reales y vitales. Yo me siento orgulloso por tu vida, te agradezco por haberme incluido en ella.&lt;br /&gt;Llego el momento en que debes descansar y el momento en que nosotros debemos aprender. Descansa en paz sabiendo que lograste que muchas personas te quieran y necesiten. Desde lo alto cuida de nosotros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;José Antonio, Tatiana, Marko y Andre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-112688597253480441?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/112688597253480441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=112688597253480441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112688597253480441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112688597253480441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2005/09/querida-ta-carlota.html' title='Querida tía Carlota'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-112583859868047262</id><published>2005-09-04T14:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:10.559+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A team of humans</title><content type='html'>Lately I’m buying I’m listening some &lt;a href="http://www.audible.com/"&gt;audio books&lt;/a&gt; about time management, management techniques and leadership. One of them is talking about “employees” and I found something interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago I’ve started a company and now we are 3 persons working there. The first year was easy. The second year became much more complex and in several cases my knowledge of “management” wasn’t enough. But believe it or not the difficulties were not with customers or taxes or any other external issue. The problem was internal. The problem is that working with Humans is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;I’m learning the Human soul can’t never stop learning and looking for progress. But it means that we are also creatures very sensitive to change and routine. A contradiction! We react against change because we need security but we need change to feel alive. That also means that if we feel secure about the change we will go for it!&lt;br /&gt;That was the problem! My team was facing bigger challenges, more work pressure and they were reacting against it.&lt;br /&gt;My “huge” question was how to solve the problem. Some friends told me that if my team doesn’t want to work then they should not be part of the team anymore, but that would kill my ideal of “trust” in the persons and I would become a traditional boss; the one that fires people at the second mistake. In that case I wouldn’t like to be a manager. I don’t want “employee”[1] thinking within our team I need partners that love their work.&lt;br /&gt;So I made my bet on the “democratic” boss! I planned a complete organizational change that would bring more independence to each member of the team and at the same time will help to define boundaries and responsibilities. That freedom should awake the creativity in each member of the team and would have to push them to organize their time better.&lt;br /&gt;The long meetings and the process of facing deception is giving great results. It made a feeling of “urgency” and now all of us are working towards success! I’m happy for now. But I really wish to see the long term results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; By “employee” thinking I mean: the persons that are only motivated with the payment and no matter what they go home as soon as the 8 hours of work are finished. Persons that can’t find themselves at that work place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-112583859868047262?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/112583859868047262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=112583859868047262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112583859868047262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112583859868047262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2005/09/team-of-humans.html' title='A team of humans'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-112583356402651214</id><published>2005-09-04T13:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:10.465+01:00</updated><title type='text'>English texts</title><content type='html'>From now on I will start writing in English. I was thinking about the language and certainly my Blog will be more successful if I'm able to receive more feedback. Even Spanish is a wide spoken language; English will let me share information with much more persons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-112583356402651214?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/112583356402651214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=112583356402651214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112583356402651214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112583356402651214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2005/09/english-texts.html' title='English texts'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-112569555806029966</id><published>2005-09-02T23:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:10.379+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi reflexión del día</title><content type='html'>"El Hombre debe estar siempre en contacto con la música, los libros y la muerte"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-112569555806029966?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/112569555806029966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=112569555806029966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112569555806029966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112569555806029966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2005/09/mi-reflexin-del-da.html' title='Mi reflexión del día'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-112539093137974395</id><published>2005-08-30T10:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:10.279+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo bueno y lo malo</title><content type='html'>Ayer tuve una reunión con mis compañeros de trabajo y hablamos sobre las actitudes que deben ser corregidas. Fue interesante porque surgió el tema de "que es bueno y que es malo".&lt;br /&gt;Luego de una larga conversación llegamos a la conclusión que lo bueno puede ser una consecuencia de lo malo y viceversa. Pero que lo importante no es pensar en lo bueno, lo malo o como corregir los errores; lo importante es que en todo momento debemos mantener la mente positiva (hacia lo bueno) y evitar la humana tentación de mantener una mente negativa (hacia lo malo).&lt;br /&gt;La importancia es fundamental. Ya que nos hemos dado cuenta que el pesimismo lo único que logra es que las personas que nos estiman (familia, amigos) al recibir nuestras criticas o comentarios negativos tienden a protegernos y eso significa apoyarnos en el pensamiento negativo. Por ejemplo: “MI trabajo esta bien pero en realidad no estoy satisfecho con la nueva forma de trabajar ya que me obliga a quedarme mas tiempo”, es entonces cuando quienes nos estimas pueden decir luego de discutir al respecto “bueno, si estas tan seguro que el tema va mal es porque esta mal o al menos no estas dispuesto a aceptarlo, por lo tanto comienza a buscar otro trabajo”. De esta manera un problema mediano crece y se puede convertir en una bola de nieve que cae y crece rápidamente.&lt;br /&gt;Como muchas personas han escrito, no hay duda que el pensamiento positivo es la forma de convertir lo malo en bueno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-112539093137974395?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/112539093137974395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=112539093137974395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112539093137974395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112539093137974395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2005/08/lo-bueno-y-lo-malo.html' title='Lo bueno y lo malo'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-112524229227859665</id><published>2005-08-28T16:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:09.597+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La vida es una pelicula - parte 2</title><content type='html'>El día de ayer me quede hasta poco mas de las 3 de la madrugada trabajando. Durante la semana también trabajo pero el ser el gerente de la empresa me exige estar seguro que los empleados puedan trabajar bien. Lo cual últimamente esta consumiendo mucho de mi tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Mientras trabajaba me encontré (MSN Messenger) con un amigo portugués y de una manera muy natural me comenzó a contar sobre sus problemas como gerente. ¿Cómo es posible que sea tan exacto? Prácticamente el mismo caso que el mío.&lt;br /&gt;Me gustaría escribir mas en este momento pero no me puedo concentrar porque entre mi esposa y mis dos hijos no logro encontrar un espacio con silencio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-112524229227859665?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/112524229227859665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=112524229227859665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112524229227859665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112524229227859665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2005/08/la-vida-es-una-pelicula-parte-2.html' title='La vida es una pelicula - parte 2'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13587755.post-112517446206194523</id><published>2005-08-27T22:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:48:09.514+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La vida es una pelicula?</title><content type='html'>Hace un par de dias que me siento con ganas de comenzar a escribir un libro... mi primer libro tendria que ser.&lt;br /&gt;Hace mucho tiempo que siento ganas de escribir pero en realidad nunca he estado seguro sobre que escribir. Al comienzo me encerraba en mi cuarto y escribia sobre mis sentimientos y sobre el futuro. Ahora mas me interesa entender lo que pasa a mi alrededor. Creo que voy a aprovechar este medio para tomar notas sobre algo que me llama la atencion: que pasa si la vida es como una pelicula? es decir: todos los que giran en torno a mi vida son actores... pero ellos no lo saben. Entonces yo tambien seria un actor desde su punto de vista.&lt;br /&gt;Lo que por el momento me llama la atencion es que si mi teoria fuera falsa el resultado seria el mismo. Ya escribire mas al respecto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13587755-112517446206194523?l=b4contact.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/feeds/112517446206194523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13587755&amp;postID=112517446206194523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112517446206194523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13587755/posts/default/112517446206194523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b4contact.blogspot.com/2005/08/la-vida-es-una-pelicula.html' title='La vida es una pelicula?'/><author><name>Jose Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02059001113264426709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='https://www.xing.com/img/users/5/2/c/bb32b2421.3466885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
