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Tree trunk at my mother's garden - no effects used
Photo by Eliane Fonseca

Take the anger, make a little package, make it tight, and explode it somehow. Maybe you have to find a way to burn it, whether is painful exercise, to scream inside a swimming pool or a bath tub, or inside a pan full of water if you can't find any of the former options. Just put it out! Don't pretend there's nothing there, don't keep telling yourself anger is bad and only compassion should exist within you. That is probably what give us nightmares that make us wonder what kind of monstrous subconscious we are running into. Make an explosion, and make it big. There's no need to hurt anyone else, but it is your major responsibility not to hurt yourself. Find a way and let it out for God's sake.

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Bring me music ! Bring me happy music, inspire me trough my stomach. Talk to me, influence me, give me some truth. I go to You, the whole me. Let me be Your expression. Guide me. Give me strength to trust. I try to keep the ground away from my head.








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Foto de Christian

I want to give my vote to July, as the most beautiful month of the year on Ilhabela. And this year is specially special ;-) The sun goes on and on shinning, the nights are clear and days and nights never lack a soft breeze that feels almost like a cuddle. Thanks a lot for these days.

Dream: a number seven fell from a blue blue sky. The sun was shinning beautifully and I was wearing a light comfy cotton dress, feeling the white soft sand under my feet.

When do we talk to God?
Perhaps when the mind is confused and the chest so tight... but we see something and realize we have eyes. They are always there but we hardly notice it, only absorbing what it catches, not with the perception that it's here, blinking, keeping its moisture, bringing the world inside. All you see is you, an entity, quite separated from all else. And if you don't have eyes that can see, you have the sounds, if not that either, the smells and the touch. You have your skin, sending you out, bringing outside in, not separating, but reminding you there's no separation, there is only movement. Just listen, Maya, open up some space for the silence. What a mess.

Nick Brandt

Nick Brandt's photos.




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Breathe and feel the breeze, watch the leaves shaking outside and forget for a moment the world is falling apart (one world, a few worlds, millions of worlds?). Accept for a moment things won't be the way you would like them to be, not even on the lowest tolerable level, not always and maybe not ever for a sufficient amount of time. There must be a reason. One day you might understand, perhaps it will take 800 lives. It is never an isolated issue; millions of others go trough very similar situations moment by moment. There must be a meaning for all this. Treasure your tears, when they are true. Look for the truth on everything. Suffering seems to be an unquestionable truth. The rules are never clear. Some things just don't stop, no matter how much you try, no matter how far you reach. Just breathe and look outside for a moment, be here, now and keep asking God for you to accept the things you cannot change, courage to change the things you can, and the wisdom to know the difference. Compassion alone is never sufficient.

OM GATE GATE PARAGATE PARASAMGATE BODHI SVAHA
Peter Dixon Woolley
Joyce Marjorie Evelyn Pereira da Fonseca
Proceed. Proceed beyond. Thoroughly proceed beyond. Until you reach enlightenment.

When there is all this love inside, it's all love and it's all about love. When I breathe: love. When I cry: love. All around and on everything. But it's not goodness, no. It's something beyond that, that includes everything and makes everything like nothing, so light and spontaneous. You breathe, and that's all.
Sometimes; compensation. And curiosity still rules.




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The Basket of Fresh Bread

"If you want to learn theory,
talk with theoreticians. That way is oral.

When you learn craft, practice it.
That learning comes through the hands.

If you want dervishhood, spiritual poverty
and emptiness, you must be friends with a teacher.

Talking about it, reading books, and doing practices
don't help. Soul receives from soul that knowing.

The mystery of absence
may be living in your pilgrim heart,
and yet the knowing of it may not yet be yours.

Wait for the illuminated openness,
as though your chest were filled with light,
as when God said,
Did we not expand you? (Qur'an 57:4)

Don't look for it outside yourself.
You are the source of milk. Don't milk others!

There is a fountain inside you.
Don't walk around with an empty bucket.

You have a channel into the ocean,
yet you ask for water from a little pool.

Beg for the love expansion. Meditate only
on THAT. The Qur'an says,
And he is with you. (57:4)

There is a basket of fresh bread on your head,
yet you go door to door asking for crusts.

Knock on the inner door, no other.
Sloshing knee deep in fresh river water,
yet you keep asking for other people's waterbags.

Water is everywhere around you, but you see
only barriers that keep you from water.

The horse is beneath the riders thighs,
and still you ask, "Where is my horse?"
Right there,
under you!
Yes, this is a horse, but where's the horse?
Can't you see?
Yes, I can see, but whoever saw
such a horse?

Mad with thirst, you can't drink from the stream
running close by your face. You are like a pearl
on the deep bottom wondering inside the shell,
Where's the ocean?
Those mental questionings
from the barrier.
Stay bewildered inside God,
and only that.

When you are with everyone but me,
you're not with no one.
When you are with no one but me,
you're with everyone.
Instead of being so bound up with everyone,
be everyone.
When you become that many, you're nothing.
Empty."

Rumi - The Book of Love

Meu muro preferido, na Ilhabela.

Obrigada Christian.

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Man's Search for Meaning, by Victor Frankl is a book that makes me want to change all the questions and to finally be able to stop looking for a meaning. To face that the questions come from life itself, every moment, asking things of you. Well, then this famous quote "When you find the answers, the questions change..." would have to be rearranged as to say; the question is always the same; the answer, never.
It's comforting.




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