There are two ways to look at the world. One is from space: where you stand, what angle your feet form, how you anchor your body to the earth. That is the gaze of the heel . The gaze of yomati.red . The other is from time: how you move, what rhythm you follow, what steps you take and when you take them. That is the gaze of talion . The gaze of soymati.red . Heel and talion. Position and law. Space and time. Two eyes that look at each other. Two eyes that calibrate each other.

The human body is a map of the cosmos. Between the base of the spine and the crown of the skull unfolds the entire structure of the universe. At the lower extreme, the coccyx holds the weight of the entire body, as the earth holds the weight of the world. At the upper extreme, the first cervical vertebra holds the head, as the sky holds the stars. That vertebra carries an ancient name: Atlas. Atlas is the titan who holds the sky on his shoulders. The one who keeps heaven and

When 2025 began, I didn't have the sensation of entering something new. On the contrary. From the beginning, the year presented itself as something that was coming to close. I only felt that time wasn't pushing forward like other times. As if each step dragged something older. As if the movement wasn't opening paths, but bringing back things that had remained pending. That's when the same image began to appear, again and again: the ouroboros. THE SERPENT THAT BITES ITS TAIL T

A new path begins. And like every true path, it does not begin outward, but inward. To remember is not to retrieve data from the past. To remember is to return to the heart. Re-cordis. To bring back through the center what was scattered. Perhaps that is why, from the beginning, I understood that my task was not to explain memories, but to accompany others in feeling them. Because when something is felt, it beats. And when it beats, it awakens. That has always been my way of