O que nos difere de outros seres humanos? Talvez seja a capacidade de transformar a vida em alegria, mesmo diante das maiores dificuldades. Antônio, o nosso Toninho, era assim: feliz por natureza, de bem com a vida, sem medo da luta. Perdeu a mãe cedo, assumiu responsabilidades antes do tempo, mas nunca deixou de olhar para o céu com esperança. Sua força estava em pequenos gestos, em cada sorriso, em cada prato preparado com amor. Cozinhar para a família e amigos era sua forma de dizer: vocês são importantes para mim. E nós sentíamos isso, porque Toninho nos recebia como … Continue reading Homenagem ao tio Toninho

Today, as the sun rises high in the sky, may my eyes hold no malice, no bitterness, no lie. May they shine with a clarity, a purity of heart, Reflecting the love that I wish to impart. May thoughtfulness guide my voice, as I speak with intention and choice. May my words be a balm, a salve to the soul, bringing comfort and peace, making others feel whole. And as I reach out to touch those around me, may my hands be gentle, loving, and kind, A symbol of the love that I carry inside, a reminder that we are … Continue reading Prayer for peace …

Não, eu não escolhi lutar sempre. Alguns dias, simplesmente viro o travesseiro para o outro lado e deixo o dia fluir, em anonimato, cinza e indolor. E então, num momento de pausa, eu me lembro de quem sou (ou, melhor, de quem acredito ser). Lembro-me dos compromissos, das faces amadas que iluminam minha vida… e digo a mim mesmo: tudo bem, até hoje, eles ainda estão aqui. E é por essa razão que me sinto como um guerreiro. Porque, dia após dia, como um mantra, sou capaz de repetir esta frase, e é a mais pura verdade: até hoje, ainda … Continue reading Meu Mantra

Fate, the fickle trickster, plays with our hearts like a puppeteer pulling the strings of destiny. It dangles the promise of happiness before our eager eyes, only to snatch it away at the last moment, leaving us feeling like foolish dreamers chasing after an elusive mirage. We are told that fate is a cruel jester, offering us empty hands while whispering sweet promises in our ears. It teases us with the possibility of joy and fulfillment, only to laugh as we stumble and fall in our pursuit of it. We are left feeling like hapless fools, duped by fate’s cruel … Continue reading Fate …

Wouldn’t it be a most wondrous day when the self-proclaimed followers of Christ truly embodied his teachings? When they stood alongside the marginalized and the downtrodden, speaking out against injustice and lifting the voices of the oppressed. Imagine a world where the tenets of love, compassion, and empathy were not just spoken, but lived out in every action and every decision. In this world, the weary would find solace, the broken would find mending, and the forgotten would find their voices amplified. It would be a day of true unity, where the plight of the oppressed was not just acknowledged, … Continue reading A glorious day!

Unlove me, for I am but a silent and fragile wanderer, lost among the autumn leaves, feeling the weight of the world in each raindrop that falls. These words, they cut and choke, blinding my eyes in windows that reflect a weariness with the world. Disarm me with your smiles, unlove me for the shameful mistakes that stain my soul. Let the sunsets and goodbyes bleed me, as I leave home and forget about the promise of spring. For I am dying of love, suffocating under its weight. Unlove me, release me from the chains of affection that bind me, … Continue reading Unlove me …

Eu confesso que já andei perdida neste mundo de meu Deus, sem destino, às vezes nem sentia os meu pés tocar o chão (acho que vou escrever uma canção sobre isso). No labirinto da vida, é fácil deixar de lado quem somos. A rotina nos engole, as obrigações se acumulam, e, sem perceber, começamos a nos afastar de nós mesmos. Cada passo dado em direção aos compromissos cotidianos nos leva mais longe de nossa essência, de nossos sonhos e desejos mais profundos. É uma jornada sutil e silenciosa. Um dia, olhamos no espelho e a pessoa que nos encara de … Continue reading Se perdendo e se achando

Even religion cannot perceive the sins of men. Even belief cannot comprehend the disarray of society. Everything is power, and nothing satisfies. What is the balance of our existence? Can time be hurried? Is it allowed to build illusions? What is your level of adaptation? Is it in learning daily? Or by standing still, remaining indifferent to what surrounds you? Are we mutable or learners? Are we reason or emotion? What moves your existence? In the intricate tapestry of life, we grapple with questions that have no easy answers. Religion, in its myriad forms, seeks to decode the moral codes … Continue reading Search

I painted smiles to adorn my silence. With eyes tightly shut, I whispered secrets of enchantment, confessing to the moon and stars. And oh, how I danced like a mad soul, chasing the elusive pulse of love, even when reason deemed it unnecessary. But in your absence, my emotions grew feverish, aching for your touch. They ignited a rebellion within my reveries, setting passion ablaze amidst the shadows. Each smile became a brushstroke, a vibrant hue against the canvas of solitude. I dipped my soul in laughter, hoping it would echo through the empty corridors of longing. The closed eyes … Continue reading Absence

I have lived in my body for years, yet I’m still a wanderer in the labyrinth of my emotions. I navigate through the corridors of my soul, seeking the elusive chambers where my feelings reside. It’s as if I need maps and lights to find my way to how I feel. In this intricate maze of existence, I am both cartographer and traveler, mapping out the contours of my inner landscape, striving to understand the depths of my being. Sometimes I stumble upon hidden springs of joy, and other times I find myself in the shadowed valleys of sorrow. My … Continue reading Labyrinth of my soul