HAVANA TIMES – In the midst of one of my severe existential crises, a pastor friend from the Episcopal Church of Las Tunas recommended that I seek help from a nun sister of the Roman Catholic Apostolic Church who resided in Camagüey. Her order was near the Agramonte Park.
She was a PhD of pedagogy, among other qualifications, and had an admirable track record as a leader in her faith. My friend provided me with the address, and I headed to that place. I arrived at a majestic house in the center of the city of Camagüey, just a few blocks from Agramonte Park. She received me kindly and with the delicacy characteristic of these religious people, she responded that she could not be my spiritual guide.
We were already saying our goodbyes at the door when she commented: “But let me tell you something useful for life. If you see that this roof is about to collapse, what would you do?” “Run,” I said. “Then do the same whenever you see danger face to face. Don’t start philosophizing, asking yoursel
