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1/23/2009

ASTRAL DAY

Next Monday, it will be the celebration of my birthplace's foundation, the exotic island of Santos, in Brazil. I will also be celebrating the Chinese New Year and the Australia Day, and I will be watching the first solar eclipse of the year in Australia. A major metamorphosis is expected, so hold onto your seat belts, for many circumstances will change for now on. Much of the old issues that had us stuck in time and space will give place to a new approach in life. And I am so excited I will be there to witness it all, for it's from only parts of Africa, India, and in Australia (except Tasmania) that it will be able to view this eclipse. A major shift is about to occur. And believe me, it will be for the better, and what is not working anymore will magically (if not instantly) disappear from our lives for good, giving birth to a new YOU and even a change of appearance will be of a radical one to reflect the changings within (especially if you are a Leo like I am:)

So see you with a new face, a new life style, a new vision of our future.

8/23/2008

Portrait of Gilberto Mendes

Above, a picture of Gilberto Mendes & I in the Guarany Theatre in Santos, Brazil.
Below, his Signature:Now I am feeling really blessed. This afternoon I've got the priviledge of presentiating the presentation of many artists (all of them from my birthplace) in my birthplace but of different areas in their best performances. A pianist played an encyclopedia of different musics from the Classical compositor Gilberto Mendes, a soprano sang his compositions, mostly lyrics from other poets born in Santos, such as Vicente de Carvalho, but also from S. John (The Woman and the Dragon) and I was exhilarated to see a painter (also from Santos but who lives in California now) portraying this moment. I looked out at the window of that beautiful big maison and then I saw surfers stretching out to ride the big waves. I was riding, right, but in the web of life, in extasis being surrounded by sound, visual delight and entering into a state of bliss. It made my heart complete to know that so many wonderful artists were blessed by the green waves of the sea of Santos. And they are all Saints, or at least touched by them.
Just a shame I didn't have my camera then. But that is recorded forever in my cornucopian corneal archive. Just to take out some curiosity here is an emblematic moment from this extraordinary man and his so well deserved coronation (in life as in his career) and laureated glories in his light-crowned head: