{"id":2480,"date":"2025-09-12T13:30:28","date_gmt":"2025-09-12T13:30:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/franciscogonzalez.com.ar\/escritos\/?p=2480"},"modified":"2025-09-12T13:43:12","modified_gmt":"2025-09-12T13:43:12","slug":"liturgia-del-regreso","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/franciscogonzalez.com.ar\/escritos\/liturgia-del-regreso\/","title":{"rendered":"3- Liturgia del regreso"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Volver no es geograf\u00eda: es <strong>rito<\/strong>. Se vuelve como se reza, con las manos limpias o no, con lo que haya. Yo volv\u00ed a un patio donde el fr\u00edo sabe pronunciar mi segundo nombre. 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Descubr\u00ed que bajo el hierro creci\u00f3 un <strong>\u00e1rbol<\/strong>. No quer\u00eda frutos, quer\u00eda espacio. Le hice lugar corriendo muebles viejos: culpas heredadas, discursos aprendidos, manuales de supervivencia que ya no hacen juego con este clima.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Entonces <strong>la familia<\/strong> se me par\u00f3 al lado como si fueran paredes nuevas. Mi padre cambi\u00f3 de costado el silencio para que yo pudiera apoyarme. Mi madre, con su costumbre de preguntar por lo obvio, me teji\u00f3 una <strong>bufanda de mensajes<\/strong>. Entend\u00ed: el Mandalay que buscaba no estaba en el mapa, <strong>se arma con gente<\/strong>.Y me promet\u00ed una simpleza: <strong>no mendigar amor<\/strong>, no prometer lo que no puedo sostener, no volver a ser turista en mi propia vida. Si la <strong>paz<\/strong> existe, no es un jard\u00edn perfecto; es un pasto resistente que crece en los huecos de la vereda. Ah\u00ed quiero tender la manta. Ah\u00ed quiero escribir: que todo lo que <strong>insiste en quedarse<\/strong> tenga donde quedarse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Volver no es geograf\u00eda: es rito. Se vuelve como se reza, con las manos limpias o no, con lo que haya. Yo volv\u00ed a un patio donde el fr\u00edo sabe pronunciar mi segundo nombre. 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