O sentido do dinheiro.

Esse post nasce da minha sessão de meditação de hoje. Então, qual o sentido do dinheiro?

Esses dias tenho pensado sobre a situação político-econômica do Brasil. Sobre o que pode acontecer com nossas poupanças… sobre o que fazer para reduzir a vulnerabilidade diante desse cenário de incertezas…

Em geral eu sempre me culpo por não cuidar bem o suficiente de minhas próprias economias. De meus próprios recursos.

Eu curto assuntos que envolvem economia, mercado, finanças… mas eu tenho a maiorrrrrrr preguiça de ficar ligada nos fatos e ficar gerindo minhas economias… affffff Preguiça do mundo inteirooooo… eu sinto uma agonia até escrevendo sobre isso. Affff.Read More »

A child in an aging body

There is a power that is unleashed from me every time I listen to a song that I like.

It is a feeling of greatness. Of extreme happiness. That I had forgotten about during this cocoon period I am leaving from.

Really.

Anyone who had known me three years ago would not recognize me. I simply stopped listening to music. Life became so gray in the inside that I forgot this amazing source of joy and fulfilment that music is to me. I shout, I dance, I pretend I am the best singer and the best player ever… in fact, in that exact moment I am! (Excuse me, but I create my reality the way I want! hahahah).

I am writing this post because I would like to share the impact that seeing life from the shadow side had on me. I became another person. Omg.

Also it is now teaching me how important it is for me to keep closure with what makes me feel happy. Music, trying new plant based, raw and living food ideas, yoga, roller skating…

I am seeing the relevance of keeping nourishing the child I carry inside.

This is not something to be afraid of. This is something to feel amazing about.

The truth is that we are all children encapsulated in bodies that age.

Why postpone?

– What are you going to do after the PhD?

– After the PhD?

I’ll be all about me.

After the PhD, I’ll become my best friend.

I’ll give the life a chance.

I’ll fall into a romance.

I’ll be peace in every instance.

After the PhD, I may work as a volunteer.

Maybe becoming a pioneer.

And compensate for all these years.

After the PhD, I may not get a post-doc.

I’ll be in the mode “Lovers Rock”.

Gathering myself and taking stock…

Becoming whole with my body, feelings and thoughts.

But…

Why after the PhD?

Until there who knows how life is gonna be?

So I rather not lose the touch.

The here and now is all that I have got.

Isn’t it obvious?

Everyday I keep on trying to define myself.

At each new idea.

At each new insight.

I keep on trying to translate myself.

Into words, into order, into flowcharts… inattentive of the infinite that am I.

But I never get it right…

And I still wonder why.

Updating. Integrating. And moving on.

Yesterday I got four news that told me subliminally: keep on moving, you are on your life path.

The first was the announcement of having achieved over 100 “likes” in my facebook page. Amazing. Amazing for me. A person that sometime ago was completely closed to world. Full of sorrows, jealousy and bitterness. Seeing everyone as competitors trying to pull my rug.

Sometime ago, I was putting so much value in each line I would write that I barely could share my ideas in social media. Because of fear. I was afraid of being judged. Of being thought as silly. Of being harassed. Of being worthy of pity. (Now I know that the source of all that fear was myself. I was the one to first judge and harass me before hand.)

So, I got really happy that there are at least 100 supporters out there. Seeing value on my opening process. Willing to pay attention on what I say and do. Thank you, guys.

The second announcement was having achieved 20 “likes” in this blog. 🙂

Needless to say how I have felt.  Thank you also, dearests. ♥

Then, my cousin sent a message to me saying that she being interviewed by the bigger TV channel in the city about the great work she’s been doing on educating lower income young people was the result of a conversation we’ve had years ago. She was inspired by my words… (and I astonished by the unexpected effects of unpretentious (but passionate) words.). It was feeling that I do not know how to explain. A mix of surprise, joy and love.

Finally, in the evening, I received a message from this friend for the first time in almost one year I left Brazil. She sent me a picture of a hydroponic lettuce she and her husband are raising in their apartment. Below the picture she expressed happiness and gratitude saying that I inspired them. Omg.

Small facts, but with great meanings for me. And I don’t take anything for granted.

Everything in this world happens for a reason. Nothing in life is by chance.

Again: “Viqui, you are on the right path. Keep on moving. Keep on feeling. Keep on being.”

Thanks, Universe.