Maybe I truly never thought too much about how many days have passed by. But as I am back in that place where out of the blue, one morning, I said Alright, I don’t want to smoke anymore! I feel I need to write down my reflections about it. I started smoking that I was not even 14. Last year, 353 days…
There is an ultimate determination about the status of being human which I like to remind myself every time I tend to deliver (part of) my meaning to someone or something else out of me. To an external representation of pleasure, happiness, purpose. This normally comes with a bitter taste at the back of my tongue, inundating the whole experience…
Every day is truly a new day. There is a recycling of energies and ideas and colors that give me life. I feel I am finally holding the right brush to paint my days just as I want them to be. Since I left Holland and a permanent job, as weird as it may sound, I have been working a…
I am typing these words when it is the third week I have been living in the Quinta dos 7 Nomes. Located in Colares and just a ten minutes walk from terrific cliffs and an area which is UNESCO world heritage. Sintra, the town who inspired Lord Byron, one of the book of Harry Potter and many other artists, it…
I help out. I smile while I shift the focus from me to the one who is next to me. I want to climb down from the stage where my parents put me when I was born. I am not the only one populating this planet and I am as worthy as anyone else of love, compassion and understanding. Volunteering…
