When God Appears

I'm on my second book by Martha Medeiros, "Feliz Por Nada" and once again I can say that this woman is incredible. I am becoming increasingly fond of her and my dad is picking up momentum. I identified a lot with this text, because the way she talks about God is the way I think about it. No more.

"I have friends of faith. Many. One, which is like a sister, wrote me an email telling me the wonder that was the recital of pianist Nelson Freire at the Theatro São Pedro, recently. She wrote these times God appears.I got that phrase resounding in my head. God is not on sale, strutting around. He chooses, within the more stringent criterion, the times appear to us. Not being visible to the eye, it gives preference to the sensitivity as access to us. I'm not a practicing Catholic and ritualistic - I'm not going to mass. But I value these appearances like the arrival of a visiting distinguished, which gives me peace to the soul.When God appears to you?For me, it always appears through music, and need not be a Nelson Freire. It may be a popular music can be something that plays on the radio, but I arrive at the exact moment I need to be reconciled with myself. Unexpectedly, the music transcends me.
God appears to me in books, in paragraphs that do not believe that may have been written by a worldly being, were written by a being more than human.God appears to me - a lot! - When I'm facing the sea. We had a long chat, about a month ago, when the waves were only between me and him. We understand that amid the blue, which would be the color of God, if he had one.God appears to me - and do not consider it a heresy - at the time of sex, since it made with the beloved. It is completely different from casual sex, sex as an escape valve. Unlike pay attention. Not to say that any sex is not good.At this very moment I write, I'm listening to My Sweet Lord is not sung by George Harrison (God rest his soul), but Billy Preston (God rest his soul too) and I can assure you: the letter is a lively chat with him, by rhythmic rock'n'roll. Hallelujah.God shows up when I cry. When the frailty is such that it seems that I'm not going to rebuild. When a friend calls me from a distant country and proves to be closer than the neighbor upstairs. God appears in the smile of my nephew and spontaneous hug of my daughters. And the concerns of my mother, that mother is always a testament to the presence of this man.And when I call the guy and he gets mad, then I'm sure it's really me. "

Martha Medeiros

Limited

Another day I saw a story in a newscast that said the teenagers in Brazil are reading more than adults. In an interview with a woman in that class (which was not noticed her profession), the reporter asked what book she thought was responsible for the return of the youngsters' interest in literature, and she replied that surely was Harry Potter. Okay, I've always liked fiction stories filled with magic and things do not exist (when I was younger I liked more), but because teenagers can only read it? I have not read HP, but I saw all the movies. But he had another very powerful saga that I read (with the exception of the first book), you must already imagine what it is. Twilight. Yes, the phenomenon also bubblegum stuck in me. I read and I like the story but to tell the truth, which always attracted me more to the story was the romance. Was able to see a current book that there are still people who believe in true love and why not eternal. I think it's beautiful, but I have not read it only as a teenager, I read different books as well.
There's nothing like that other kind of book, but we should not sum up our literary taste for just this kind, we should always be open to posssibilidades, we should always leave us amazed and expand our horizons. For example, when I discovered Martha Medeiros, I could see even more beauty in the writing trade (a). I have to admit that some things I wrote were based on it. She's great, is a writer with great sensitivity, a successful woman and interesting. I love it.
You can indulge in demand and be amazed at what you find. The books are out there, so different from each other and some so close, waiting for the opportunity to fall into the hands of someone interested. Knowledge is the one thing nobody can take away from you.
We can not be limited that way. We can not ever hold the same style, same type of music, culture, place, thoughts, the same type of books. This is one reason to want to travel and meet new people: we are always open to possibilities and we want more is that they come to it. I say this to everyone, but especially for young people, because we are a time to suck information, stuff news, and even antiques. We are not yet a fully formed concept of each thing, and that is why we can not act as grumpy stuck "my time" and blah blah blah. Why spend all the time, and that is why you need to take the good things each time, in order to be always living. Not necessarily at the present time, but in time.

I think the greatest grace. This prevents Tomato, onion prevents it, chocolate is good, chocolate is bad, a glass of wine every day no problem, any sip of alcohol is harmful, take plenty of water, but do not overdo it ...

Faced with this profusion of discoveries, I think safer not change their habits.

All right I know what's good and what's bad for my health.

Pleasure is very good.
Let me sleep 0 km.
Read a good book makes me feel brand new.
Travelling makes me tense before boarding, but after about five years rejuvenesço.
Air travel legs do not swell, swell my brain, I go back full of ideas.
I fight causes cardiac arrhythmia.
See people having fits of stupidity I
wraps the stomach.
Witnessing people throwing beer cans out the car window makes me lose all faith in man.
And TV news ... physicians should ban - how to donate!
Walking is good, dancing is good, be silent when a discussion is on fire,
does very well! Do you exercise self-control and still wake up the next day without feeling sorry for anything.
Up in the morning sorry for what they said or did last night is injurious to health!
And spend the rest of the day without the courage to ask
excuses, even worse!
Do not apologize for our blunders gives you cancer, there are no tomatoes or mozzarella to prevent.
Going to the movies, get a central place in the ranks of the fund, having no one impeding his vision, no phone ringing and the film is spectacular, wow!
Cinema is better for health than popcorn!
Conversation is better than a joke.
Exercise is better than surgery.
Humor is better than anger.
Friends are better than influential people.
Economy is better than debt.
Question is better than doubt.
Dreaming is better than nothing!

Martha Medeiros

A little closer

Every day I try to reinforce in my mind how mature I am. Not that I really think it is or, but both may end up going to repeat it.
I fix my closet every week, and I wash my clothes, I know making pasta salad, mixed hot, Brigadier, coffee, cake and scrambled eggs, I'm starting to remember more and more lights and turn off the heater shower : I am taking up the habit of studying every day and I'm forcing myself to get out of bed early and go walking on bike path near here ... I'm always trying to make decisions and keep the ones I ever made, always trying to make them work. There's plenty more, I did not say anything, but I can say that if there was a contest of the person most changed in three months, I would win a landslide.
But even with all this, there are old habits and tastes that do not drop out and I also do not let me leave. A simple example: iCarly. You must be laughing in my face at that time or finding myself quite pathetic, but the truth is that for me, this TV program for pre-teens have the most meaning for me.
For me, it's a family thing. ICarly is simple and fun without being bombastic, but by no means lost its value and its rightful place. I love watching iCarly. Good few laughs when I watch. But as eui said, is something else. ICarly was something I saw with my brothers, especially with Ian. It was our TV program elected to laugh. I was raised well, my mother always taught us to be united, because if one day something happened to her or my father, we'd be three people closest to them, since we have both in our blood.
We have always been addicted to a Nickelodeon, iCarly was then just another election. As much as we were not talking or doing something of direct contact, we are pleased We enjoyed the company of each other, even if it does not even pass by the head of those dumb kids. Who later became a teenager, a preteen (now also a teenager) and a child. This is wonderful natural familiarity, which is why I still see ICarly, despite lacking a little over a month for my 18 years. I miss them, so when I see the program, even being alone today, I feel a little closer to them. There adulthood strong enough to take this connection for me.

Visual and Sound

I write because just talking is not enough. You must confirm, register, establish, implement. I have this need to strengthen communication, because it is only through writing that palvras invisible become visible.

I write because writing is part of my identity. There are too many words to define the world, people and myself. Maybe that's why I have three names and not just two.

I write because writing is simply a pleasure to find the lines. That achievement within a simple thing that characterizes a feeling prepared. The words are among the most powerful things there, sure.

These are the words, the elements that define a life, a story, or able to change everything when all things seemed eternally permanent and immutable. Words can be a breath of hope in a moment of desperation, or a blow to the head in a moment of joy. Everything depends on how you write your life, everything depends on the book in which you live.

Each word has its value, its specialty, its ultimatum or its initiation. And if you think about it, the words are among the things that define us forever.

No matter how how words come into being, because words are always words and do not depend on anyone to exist, they are already there, circling the world. And most importantly, the words are a race entirely free of extinction.

Forevermore

Because I can never speak out about family? Every time I start writing something about this topic, it gets too confusing. Maybe it's because there are many things to talk about, or it may be because I always end up forming phrases and cliches that does not please me. At least not when it comes to family.

Cliché is not the same thing as a proverb. Cliché is something boring, plain, easy to understand and teaches nothing. And from experience I can say that family is not a cliche. Family surely is a proverb. A tale, a book, a movie. It's not like a novel where the story usually revolve around just two people. Family is more like a dramedy. It's more like a trigger chain.

Probably always will be a real mystery why each one was born into a particular family. Chance? Luck? Accident? Fatality? I do not believe in "by chance". I believe that all things have a greater reason to happen. Some surnames may have a weight or a huge responsibility for some people.

Family is something much bigger than dominates and recessive genes. It's not just names in family trees, are detailed descriptions of each person, and you printed on your home world. In the end, I think it ends up being a jumble of strong lines that pass between the joy and madness.

The most important thing I learned today about my family is that somehow, in some detail or event, you always have at least one particle of it in my life. And I wish it were different. Thanks for being forever.

Again about it

 

When I lie on my bed today, I wish with all my heart that this phase passes soon crazy and fast. I want it to end, I want to feel free and open to new love. Everyone needs a little love in life. Something strong enough to turn water into wine and wine into water. Because flowers are only beautiful enough for anyone who loves the world just is colorful enough for those who love, and a single bed is cozy enough when there is someone to sleep with you.
I believe in love and believe in his power, I believe he has the ability to transform people, believe that only live through when you feel the love at least once in their lifetime. Because who ever loved me has enough life experience.
Love can last for short or long, love can be forever or just for now, but no matter, because in the end, all forms of love are part of the many faces of love, and they all have their beauty.
I have many dreams of all kinds, and can seem a little too hard sometimes, but that's because I learned to defend myself. At Incredibly have hurt me too much, so I want to avoid as much now. If it happens alright, I'll stand and wait for the next, but if you can choose not to suffer, I will. I stuck too much freedom and right to realize my dreams, so sometimes I end up putting it in front of everything. Do not want to feel trapped, or sacrificed for the sake of anyone. True love is not like that, true love gives you a hand and helps you in as you can. Because it is important for you, for he also happens to be, or at least there is due respect. I do not give me that. Well, I never said it was not confusing. So if one day I can find someone to love me Ature and this my way boring, consider me a millionaire. :)

Winter mental

Another summer is gone, another year they show that began in earnest. Maybe my problem is always to think about leaving in the winter. Not that he has arrived, but is beginning to show signs of life. In some places, at least. The cold wind and the silence of sleeping animals have always made me think. I always think, but this time I think more. I like the quiet atmosphere that passes me, I feel good, feel happy.People blame the rain, but I like it. When it falls, it is as if made in a cleaner world, a general cleaning, it relieves a little excitement, stress, worries. Calm. Many people need it, and I am one of them. But I also love the winter sun, a sun that is comfortable, warm in the right measure, designed to thaw our hearts, but not to make them get restless heat.I learned long ago to enjoy the winter. I learned from the songs I learned from books, I learned from the movies, I learned by observing the behavior of people at that time, I learned from my own behavior. I learned that when the wind passes through the plant is like a rhythm that made them dance. I love dancing, but I also love watching the little details that nobody else sees. I love to smile, walk with someone hugging and kissing. I love the approach that winter brings to people. I like that. I like warmth.Every year I look forward to March and June, September and ask to take forever to arrive. So I can use that wonderful boot, so I can wear my favorite jacket, so I can relax and chat with my friends about it. All together, holding, hugging, shaking and smiling, but always together. I love this heat. I love the warmth that only winter can bring.I love the melted chocolate with banana and strawberry, I love the people laugh when someone gets dirty chin. I love the movies seen in a DVD player, but I also love the seen live. I love the cars wet morning dew at dawn, I love a kiss on the neck when I'm distracted looking at nothing. I love walking hand in hand. I love a silent look that says it all. I love being able to feel the eternity of every moment as well. But what I like most is knowing that the more I change, no matter how much time passes and things happen, I'll always have complete intimacy with those moments, those feelings and with this cold weather warm. It's the kind of thing that will always do me good.

Partly

 

My days start late

and still later end.

My sleep will not come before midnight,

I wonder why in all things.

My mind is my greatest confidant.


When I look at brings,

I remember always wanted to leave early

never had any doubts, much less fear.

My thirst for freedom has always been present

and never let me give up the dreams buzzing in my heart and mind.



Now that I got here, I see that it took too much.

Was late almost later.

But maybe that's not a good thing old

but of necessity.



I'm not stupid,

I realize I know nothing.

Probably still go take a while

Until I can walk all alone.

It will probably demorrar a bit before I can despensar help.


But if before I felt so uncertain

Today I feel a little more open to possibilities.

Everyone has to take advantage when opportunities arise.

Everyone always has to try to see the good side of things.


Life is like a prayer:

the more you believe, dreams have more chances to perform.

Today I feel partially.

Partly who I was, partly who I am becoming.

Important is smiling and never miss the simplicity and spontaneity.

Important is always trying to make a will, your reality.

Findings

As time passes, we begin to see many things that we did not realize before. Simple things, that were one step away from us, but not before because we had enxergávamos blindness called immaturity. But immaturity can be wonderful for a while, because when we begin to acquire it, we bear the responsibilities that did not exist when we were blind. The difficult questions are not wanted, they just happen and we must find a way to solve their puzzles. It is normal that there is more normal, just that not everyone can handle.

But the ability to view also brings many good things that are not difficult to understand. Perhaps the fact of being responsible for yourself is the best of everything. Freedom. Who does not love that word? Just listen to it now appears a smile on my face. Are you the owner, you're just you, you make your choices and the result only relates only to you. When it is free, the only obstacles to this are that each creates for you.

Every day is a special way. Each day has a differential that can only be seen in the subtext, but this difference is probably what makes each day worthwhile. So if you can not see this difference subtle or overt, probably you are still blind. Get rid of ignorance! Get rid of the limitation of only know and like what they bring to you! Create your own moments, busquesuas own answers between the lines, and interpret them in their own way. If you are free, nobody can take that from you. And if you are not free, nobody can stop you going to be.

Dancing to the music

Time is one of the greatest mysteries of life. He always is, whether willing or not. Nobody can stop it or kick it, or an earlier date it. Nobody can touch it and not play, but he always mess with us. Time passes and the way you want in life you want. We can only try to conform and adapt to circumstances that are imposed on us.
I grew up and left the house of my mother. But to be honest, I did not grow enough to get out of there, I grew up after I left, I grew up enough to keep me out of there. In two months the growth had never grown in years, and I'm still growing. I dunno, I have this thing for me to adapt well to any situation when I need it much easier for me. I think perhaps my mother is still suffering a lot and most likely still will suffer for a long time, because she has not grown enough to accept that I grew up.
As much as parents do not want, however until some kids do not want too, where children will grow up and live their lives. That's how things are. Because, if not this way, is a sign that something is wrong.
Maybe I contradict too much, or maybe I just change my mind very fast, but nobody is ever quite the same forever. Sometimes I think that, but I also think that the essence always remains the same. Just as water flowing in a river today is not the same that will run tomorrow, everyone knows that idenpendentemente the day, the water will always be fresh water.
Sometimes we feel like stopping time in a few moments, because we want everything to be always equal. Immutable. Paralyzed that day years ago, those same people saying the same things, always having the same ideas, without living and accumulate new perspectives, without leaving your seat. Frozen forever, because if that moment was good and it worked, it means that work out to others too, has to be that same way. This is impossible.
We fear some changes, but they happen. And we can only close your eyes and take us through them and hope that down the road, was worth it in terms framed to that new way. And wanting is the first step to success.

Seven Days In Sunny June - Jamiroquai

The pebbles you've arrangedIn the sand they're strangeThey speak to me like constellations as we lie hereThere's a magic I can't hold
Your smile of honey gold
And that you never seem to be in short supply of

Ooooo
So baby let's get it on
Drinkin' wine and killin' time
Sitting in the summer sun
You know
I've wanted you so long
Why'd you have to drop that bomb on me

Lazy days, crazy dolls
You said we've been friends too long

Seven days in sunny june
But long enough to bloom
The flowers on the summer dress you wore in spring
The way we laughed as one
And then you dropped the bomb
That I know you too long for us to have a thing
OooooSo baby let's get it on
Drinkin' wine and killin' time
Sitting in the summer sun
You know I've wanted you so long
Why'd you have to drop that bomb on me
(2x)

Gotta get this
The stories in your eyes
Tell of silent wings
You fly away on

Seven days in sunny june
But long enough to bloom
The flowers on that sunbeamed dress you wore in
spring
Yeah yeah
The way we laughed as one
Why did you drop that bomb on me

Ooooo
So baby let's get it on
Drinkin' wine and killin' time
Sitting in the summer sun
You know I've wanted you so long
Why'd you have to drop that bomb on me

Could it be this
The honey suckled dancing you'd seem to show me
Could it be this
For seven days in June I wasn't lonely
Could it be this
You never gave me time to say I love you
Could it be this
I know you don't believe me but it's so true

Don't walk away from me girl
I read the stories in your eyes
Don't you walk away from me
I read the stories in your eyes
And you've been telling me we've been friends for too
long
Yeah

I think I love you
I think I love you
Why'd you wanna drop the bomb

Today :D

Is not it wonderful when you're happy? It seems like the world lights up and everything is beautiful and perfect! That's how I'm feeling now and nothing will ruin my day!You know, today is the anniversary of the Rio de Janeiro and I am passing here. I'm in Rio, but not spend the anniversary of the Rio in Rio ten years, I think. I was losing a lot, I have to say! The only thing I miss is the cooler weather. I hate heat, hate it. And this makes a 35 ° up, almost every day. Almost hill toasted. But here is legal, has movement, and I can go outside and no one will recognize me! I love it! Where I lived before, everyone knew, and did not know, knew of view. Nasty. If you do something, everyone would know and the story ran a great risk of being adapted in the mouth of the people. It's happened to me more than once and was not even a little cool. Terrible. There was no secret. For it to be more discreet, always had some unfortunate to eavesdrop! This is one of the bad points about living in small place. But thank God, I yanked out.But it is true that Rio is pretty cool, animated, lively and beautiful, of course. But it also has its follies of the big city. Disorganization in many things, and contradictions. Yes. I think that certain contradictions and ironies do not happen here, think it's worldwide. But here, I think it's too much. If you pass on the sidewalk at the center of Catete, you see a beggar asking for alms on one side and the other, a woman is beautiful, well groomed, with designer clothes and talking on a phone that costs a million dollars. This will always be surreal for me.

Anyway, I have faith that someday things will improve for all they need. And those who do not need, will have to swallow your pride and share the sidewalk with "suburban". That's it.But I do not want to talk about sad things for today and not complex issues. Today I'm light, because the joy of me managed to drain all the negativity that might be living here. Today I want to laugh and smile more, and wish happy birthday to a Wonderful City!