My dear Páscoa, 2009-2023 (“Easter”), passed away on October 16th after suffering from massive bone cancer. When I went to see her at the animal cemetery I found a little cat that approached me and kept me company the entire time I was praying for her at her grave. God put in my heart that he was her, alive, in another form of life. Good Lord!
¨Destino favorito de brasileiros em busca de misticismo, São Thomé coleciona lendas sobre o aparecimento de criaturas extraterrestres. As pedras que fizeram fama do lugar são carregadas de histórias esotéricas – e vendidas em larga escala até mesmo como artigos de gastronomia. Quem estaciona o carro no ponto morto na Ladeira do Amendoim sente o veículo se movimentando sozinho. Cachoeiras marcam presença na cidade e são a principal escolha dos hippies. No Vale das Borboletas, as moradoras do lugar voam sem cerimônias em torno dos visitantes.¨ http://viajeaqui.abril.com.br/
The shadow of the pilgrim in the ‘Praza da Quintana’ in Santiago de Compostela arises mysteriously at night. Quando a noite cai, surge, misteriosamente, a sombra do peregrino na Praça da Quintana, em Santiago de Compostela.
One more week to go!! I already started listening to Christmas songs again. Whoops… Also, NaNoWriMo is nearly over and I’m getting a bit more sleep again. Nearly reached the word count, I’m at 45000!😀 Your photos this week show how many leaves are already gone. More on the ground than on the trees. For […]
It’s not this time of year without
The stress and the anxiety;
Hoping that it all turns out.
Okay — Sometimes I doubt
With all the pressures of society —
It’s not this time of year without
Snow and seeing white about –
The gentle flakes fall quietly.
Hoping that it all turns out —
Shoveling and children shout;
Snowballs lack propriety.
It’s not this time of year without
The baby Jesus — I’m devout —
His nativity, this piety —
Hoping that it all turns out. God came to earth without a shout,
No fame. No notoriety –
It’s not this time of year without
Hoping that it all turns out.
Every year I worry that this will be the year that I get so busy with the nonsense that I will forget to take time to really ponder the significance of Christ’s coming.
Brazil is a blessed country in tropical fruits and we can enjoy them in very different ways: juices, sweets, ice creams and cakes. Our Christmas takes place in the summer and it is very inviting to taste them.
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Running in the ‘Bosque dos Jequitibás’, Campinas, São Paulo, is one of the most beautiful memories I always bring with me. The aroma of the ‘pitanga’, a tropical fruit, is delicious at dawn.
I have been staying out of most political conversations for months. Today, While I was driving around the county, providing community mental health services to people who would be most negatively impacted by a Trump Presidency, I realized that the Trump campaign signs needed editing to more accurately reflect the affect of his campaign on the state of interpersonal relations in this country. When I got home, I decided to make my feelings on this subject crystal clear by designing this postage stamp.
Some time ago ‘flying kisses‘ were the only thing I gave to my pupils. Now, there is too much love in my heart and I do everything different! Thank God!
To each, his own – Your pace, your space, Your mind, your thoughts, Your ideas, your tastes, Your problems, your solutions, Your success, your failures, You, In every way, have an identity you can call your own, Which, albeit small, ain’t false, You’re unique in a million ways – Yet, one among the rest, You needn’t try to fit in, you naturally do, You’re a beautiful piece of […]
The best remedy for poverty in Brazil is the use of rational capabilities of its citizens. It is not appropriate to keep exercising only the right to complain.
Are you the Sun? Who brightly shines regularly, Who gives life to every life form that receives your light? Who wakes up a well-rested soul from its slumber, And whose gentle light puts to sleep a tired body? Are you the Moon? Who reflects to everyone the light that you receive? Whose light depends […]
In Brazil, many children are used in prostitution market and I know that one of my students do it. Last week I felt I have to be very careful to get one of them out of this bad dream. I am confident!
Brazilian boy had a pee on the mattress and has received punishment. His parents do not realize how cruel it is for his personality. How is the child’s self esteem?
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