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9/23/2012

Blog Action Day

I just registered my blog for #BAD12 Blog Action Day. This year the theme is #powerofwe which in a good French will resemble the words in a very descriptive manner, «Ensemble nous sommes plus forts» i.e. to assemble the various groups and communities in the world and embrace our diversity. And I was wondering: what would better translate that power of we?? In Politics and in the World Relations this is quite easily detected. When a group of people come together for an ideal and decide to make a revolution, to protest against an establishment, etc, etc. In Art it would mean when a certain selected group decided the value of things. But how about the environment? Where does this power of we fit? When we see that the economic power is much bigger than the request we as human beings expect, when changes don´t happen for the sake of semantics it is then that the power of we is much obliged to be required. So this year I decided to dedicate a post about the efforts the power of we need to make to ease the damages caused by greedy industrial sources. An I will be talking about the very core of civilization, from where all lives begun: The Ocean. And what we all can do to minimize the dark effects that we caused to the sea, which affect millions of lives and make the ocean scarce in food, breaking the feeding chain to a point where there seems to lack fishes all over the planet. And we are taking the risk to see the sea life only from an aquarium if we don´t take action now. I may sound a bit crazy when I say I believe in the power of we to save our own lives and the wild life. But I would be really mad if all I could do was just to sit down and watch while the whole world is put on fire, the ices are melting and the Earth is crashing down. Right at this moment I am believing in the power of we when I just signed a petition to stop dolphins to be kept in captivity in amusement parks. In the words of a very wise man who died because of the insanity of another man here I leave a message of hope: "You may say I´m a dreamer but I´m not the only one. I hope some day you will join us, and the world will be as One!"

7/31/2012

Literally

Can you believe it's already the end of July?? Time does really fly if you believe in time. For me time is an illusion that passes way too fast! For when you live in Paradise, literally, time has no meaning, there is no time but a whole lot of eternity... but then when you face literally a near-death experience you can say for sure we all are imortal souls living an earthly experience. In fact we all are extra-terrestrial if you think we all came from the same stuff as stars. And once again I see death so near me. July 26th was grandmother's day and I happened to spend it with my granny all sick in bed. Ttwice a mother for me, since I cherish my granny so, she's the reason for me being here...she assisted my mother when I was late and she had to wait until I was born though with a premature weight... three days later and it was my birthday. Last year I spent my birthday in a place I didn't feel like I belonged, away from what I consider my home and family. Then I wished for the next year that I would spend it in the place where I was born and with my whole family. But I guess my Jeannie did misunderstand me and she literally took me to the hospital where I was born. So now I'm at the hospital taking care of my granny and I keep remembering what a bird who woke me up one of these mornings said to me, "girl, keep your head up, all right?" and then repeated it so many times until I smiled and responded, "ok!" But fate or date, the fact is I was spending my b'day at exactly the same hospital where I was born and this is not as much fun as I pictured it would be... really that's really fate... to think that I was about to be born at this hospital and that my granny payed for the health care so that my mother would have me and now I'm here for her... if you read my autobiography "flat feet: an autobiography of a cosmic dancer" there I wrote parts of what happened to my mother while she expected me...yes, in fact it was not an easy delivery, I was in a bad position an already late my mom almost lost me. I can even say I was born by miracle...just wondering with a bad health care i wouldn't even be here writing this down! I'm still at the hospital, missed tids and bits and yet I did manage to watch what I believe was a moving movie more than a show from the opening ceremony yesterday...the best of the opening at the Olympics in London when the rings ignited on lights and sparkles were everyone burning down those ugly towers of pollution and bringing back the fields of gold and flowers flourishing all around on the ground... and of course, the fun-static mr bean been hilarious in only one note, literally! The sad note is that my granny loves the games and she will be missing most of them...keeping my fingers crossed she'll come home soon.
Granny and I in a National Swimming Competition (Photo taken from Swimming Magazine)
You know I came from a family where women were big fighters and I did grow up with big or I should say huge examples of those brave women overcoming so many barriers and struggling to survive in a time where society was even less forgiving with people coming from poor status. So if you read my autobiography you would have a big laugh out of it, for in spite of all the turmoils I try to get the best of what happens to me and with good humour I always manage to find some lightness from all of this. In the end I find that laughter is indeed the best remedy. Life is a constant circle/cycle of love it gives it takes in an endless way we just have to live it and then leave making terms with it and hopefully terms of endearment.

6/11/2012

A Day To Love

What does it mean to have a time well spent? When everything around us seem to be a fast face, last lane, past pace, it's hard to keep track of the things sweet and subtle, and even a small laughter might be considered trivial. But what would be our lives without those romantic hits, and a steamy savouring of a relationship heat? What would be of the future if life consisted of only moments gone, if even in our present moment we couldn't live long enough? Life is a gift we have in our hands. And if we don't give time for what is primordial in us, our detrimental need to love and be loved, what would be left?
Celebrating Saint Anthony's Day at his Fountain in front of Church in Santos
Tomorrow (June, 12th) we celebrate the Day of Lovers (it's a Valentine's Day but without the San Valentin, maybe because Saint Antonio of Padua is celebrated the day after that, and after all he's the patron of marriage and love. At least this is the romantic version. But there's a more markeatable approach saying that commerce decided to celebrate the day to inspire people to buy products for June was the worst month in the whole year to sell stuff. So be it for romantic reasons or more commercial ones, the fact is that without love our lives would be mean, and I mean, they will have no meaning. Love means beauty, happiness, lightness, laughter, dreams, and most of all it's to believe we can live love to its fullest. Even a love after life. After all it's all about love. Love, dove, love, above, love, glove that fits well. And everything (and everyone) else that surround it!