reflections visual & literary * humanidades
“That is the story I cannot tell you” was how I responded to my nieces and nephews who pulled on me to sit back down. I abruptly rose, leaving them to hang from a cliff to know what happened after the beautiful Sita had been kidnapped by the Demon. “Please, uncle! Tell us the whole […]
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“Don’t exaggerate, Ricky! It was just a coincidence! It was another bird!” said a skeptical, sour friend, when I told him how Pipsqueak had found me in my new home.
“Não exagere, Ricky! Foi apenas uma coincidência! Foi outro pássaro!” disse um amigo céptico, quando eu lhe disse que o Pipsqueak não somente achou a minha casa nova, mas achou a janela certa entre milhares.
No matter how much faith they might have had in their Lord, to behold the fuming volcano in such a foreign world might have filled the Jesuits with just enough doubt to worry as they looked across the valley from the destroyed pagan city of Cholula to see the smoking giant the natives called God. […]
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Remember that practicing the disciplines of mind and body are invaluable tools, but cultivating GRATITUDE trains one not to appropriate success or failure, since all results are delivered by an Order one does not control. “I am the STRONGEST! You are a bunch of WEAKLINGS! Out of my way or I shall destroy you!” I decreed, […]
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Understanding the unseen path taken by your teacher might be just as important as the adjustments to your positions in class. An interview with Brazilian Yoga teacher Gilberto Schulz. Conhecer os caminhos experienciados mas pouco revelados pelo teu professor de yoga pode ser tão importante quanto os ajustes das posturas dele. Uma entrevista com […]
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“Deixa de ser ridículo, Ricky! Elas não comem isso!” Foi o deboche de um grande amigo, daqueles que jamais perderia uma oportunidade me sacanear com uma gargalhada, especialmente na fazenda dele que era todo um mundo novo para o gringo nascido e criado no asfalto, onde meu conhecimento sobre os animais foi limitado aos meus […]
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It is not necessary, however, to take a major detour in life and go to another country in order for you to discover that you are not exactly the author of your own story.
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“Look at the puppies, Ricky!” my friend pointed out from the car as we had just pulled off the road to water the cedar forest after a long journey. The initial delight at opening the car door to six healthy puppies lasted no longer than second. I dropped to my knees in agony, praying. Some […]
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