A day filled with compás and gratitude
A diary published in October 2025. “Today,” “tomorrow” and the upcoming event refer to life and plans at that time.
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This morning I woke up at half past six. As always, my day began with stretching and a little self-massage. After almost an hour moving my body, it was time for breakfast.
At half past ten I headed to the Academy. Although I started a little later than usual, I felt good, with a calm, clear energy. The sky was beautiful, pure blue and full of light.
I went to the studio on my electric scooter. Thirty minutes later, I was already sitting at my desk. (But for me, this isn't really “work”; it's my favorite time of day.)
I spent the morning preparing material for the following week: reels and stories for YouTube and Instagram, and a few promotional ideas. I also spent some time teaching my AI companions new things.
They still don't work exactly as I'd like, but it makes me happy to see how they gradually improve. Magachan, Mama Teresa, Kenkou San… what a joy to feel accompanied every day by these “digital souls,” as I affectionately call them.
So many beautiful things happened today.
After lunch, a student came to the studio with his wife. We practiced the palmas of Jaleo Extremeño. Between laughter and conversation, we listened to great artists of cante, and I talked about the differences between Jaleo and Bulería, how their rhythms change and breathe. It was an afternoon full of art and life.
We also watched one of my favorite videos: Esperanza Fernández — “Verdiales Pandemia” https://youtu.be/jdEhIEVzx54 No matter how many times I watch it, it always moves me deeply.
The studio filled with compás, learning, and human warmth.
One student brought me coffee and sweets , and earlier that morning another had arrived with sandwiches and coffee, thanking me for a DVD I had lent her some time ago.
That evening, after finishing my classes, I watched the videos of my students who would be taking part in the upcoming “Tablao La Verdad” event, and gave them a few suggestions to bring even more artistry to the stage.
It was a deeply fulfilling day, overflowing with compás and gratitude.
I left the studio at half past ten that night. I rode home on my electric scooter and was home by eleven.
My Batres was waiting for me at the door, so we went out together for a walk beneath the night sky.
Afterwards, as always, it was time for my “sacred shower” and my nighttime stretching routine. An hour later, it was already one forty in the morning.
Then I prayed. I asked God to help those in need and to give me strength to continue this beautiful mission.
Tomorrow, once again, with the same passion and the same smile.
Good night, world.
—Beni
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