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domingo, 11 de dezembro de 2016

Instantes Mágicos 3 - Planetas de Amor

Planetas de Amor


Há dias o meu pequeno participou numa das minhas sessões de Respiração Consciente, à noite, antes de ir dormir. Ficou tranquilo e meigo. Adorou.

Pela manhã, ao acordar diz-me:

“Mãe, tu tens dois planetas de Amor e eles dão-nos energia aqui na Terra sempre que precisamos.”

Ao que eu retorqui “Ah sim? E tu?”

“Eu não mãe, eu ainda estou a aprender a amar, mas o teu amor é tão grande que já criaste dois planetas e eles vivem do teu Amor.”

 “Hum, e em que galáxia ficam eles, sabes?”

“Numa galáxia onde só há Amor."

“Uau, que bonito! Sonhaste com isso?”

“Não mãe, sei isto. Mas sonhei que no mundo todas as pessoas eram boas umas para as outras e que cuidavam bem da Terra”.

“Foi um sonho muito bonito então.”

E ele deu-me um beijo e um abraço terno, sentindo-se tranquilo e amado.


Que dádiva tão preciosa para iniciar o meu dia… uma respiração de cada vez… amando <3


domingo, 4 de dezembro de 2016

Magic Instants 2 - Golden Mystery

This morning I had the privilege of walking down a golden carpet of autumn leaves while strolling through the park. I was so bemused by this abundant festival of yellow leaves falling from the trees and dancing at my feet that I commented with my son "I wish I had brought my camera with me, this is soooo beautiful".

Later on I was returning from the station, this time by car and with my camera when I remembered to pass by the park again, even though it was dark, to take the photo I had so much wanted. As I drove down the street there were no parking spaces but since I had to go up to the roundabout to turn back down I went past the parking area again and just when I was arriving exactly in front of the place I had intended to photograph, a car comes out and... there was my space :)

This is the result...... I suppose it's even more beautiful than it was in the morning <3 Life is a golden mystery :)



sábado, 3 de dezembro de 2016

Magic instants

It’s at moments like these that you feel thankfully graced by every little synchronicity that comes your way. So I’ve decided to create a series of short stories describing simple magic moments that make my day.

Here’s one of them.

A few days ago I decided to take my washing to the laundry shop in order to use one of their 20 kg machines and get more washing done at once. I got there, waited for 10 minutes until there was a free machine, put my laundry in it and then left. I had decided beforehand to go to the supermarket and on a few other errands while the machine did its job.

So off I went. About 40 minutes later I went back to the laundry shop. As soon as I stepped inside the shop, the machine where I had my washing stopped and I smiled. The people who were there looked at the machine and at me several times, utterly perplexed with the absolute synchronicity of my arrival. It clearly seemed like a magic spell J

It happens to me every day though. So much so that my daughter, quite the skeptical one, told me the other day “you know mum, I suppose I’m going to have to follow your example more often and really believe in these things you say about how life is magical and so on because it’s so evident, I see you do it so often that there’s no way I can keep on doubting. Thanks for being the way you are mum”.

And so it is that when you lead by example everything is possible J




quinta-feira, 17 de novembro de 2016

The Glory of Change

The Glory of Change


Blessed be the flowers,
The light of day,
The flowing darkness, moonlit with stars,
The waves that ruffle your hair.

Blessed be the sand,
Dunes rising into the unfathomable horizon.
Rivers deep with swelling streams,
Green leaves fluttering in the soft whisper of the wind.

Blessed be the creatures
That land and ocean birth,
With the sky as a witness
A silent sigh of awe.

Blessed be you and me,
All of us tethered to this twirling planet.
Some in deep slumber, others wide awake,
All creating endless realities of grace and doom.

Blessed be it all,
The ballroom filled with life’s intricate steps.
A breath, a breeze, a hurricane dance.
Volcanic, shaken, the Glory of Change.




quarta-feira, 12 de outubro de 2016

The Blessed Choice of Love

You know that state when you feel Blessed, overwhelmed with Gratitude, Joyful, overflowing with a powerful symphony of Life force cascading all over you, your skin tingling with the intensity of it all, your Heart so big it all but bursts from your chest, laughter bubbling from your pores mingled with tears of fulfilment?

This is how I feel very often and this is how I felt last Saturday when I decided to get in my car late in the afternoon to celebrate love with the wonderful and very special man I playfully, but truthfully, call my Sweet Prince. What happened on the way was nothing short of a reunion of Heaven and Earth performing the most sensual dance of Light and Dark. A Gift so abundant I cannot even begin to describe how overtaken by bliss I was. It truly felt like the sky was cheering all the way and I could not stop myself from trying to capture it all on the minute screen of my mobile... so small to capture such grandness. 

The images I saved are in no way half as glamorous as the spectacle I was offered for an hour, while merrily driving down an almost empty road to pure and simple love. They do not show the intricate depth of the hues colouring the sky or the changing landscapes riveted by the golden pink clouds. Anyhow I cannot but share the vague image of why I felt swept off my feet and embraced in this all encompassing ode to the Abundance of Life.

Thank you is all I have left to say <3




The tools, the purpose... and the final result / As ferramentas, o propósito... e o resultado final


All tools serve a purpose. Be it in whichever context. And once the tool has served its purpose it becomes unnecessary. It is a means to an end, not the end in itself.  

This is pretty straightforward in most contexts. When it comes to our Spiritual Path, however, it is not always quite so clear. 

Spiritual tools are Spiritual tools. They all serve a purpose. Nevertheless, confusion is common when it comes to discerning the difference between the tool, the purpose and the result. In fact, in this context, there are no static results or deadlines to achieve them. This makes it  easy to confuse the tool with its purpose, to become attached to the tool and to lose sight of the ongoing result, thus assuming that without the tool we are helpless. It is an enticing rut to get stuck in, with the added "bonus" of us mostly choosing a myriad of tools instead of focusing on just a few and using then consistently.

In such a quagmire of dependence on tools, how is one to ever Trust, really fully Trust and listen to one's own Divine Essence - the very same Essence that enlightens all that Is?

Tools are a fabulous, magic gift to all of us, helping us open up to our Divine Wisdom. They are not our Divine Wisdom itself and they are certainly not a perenial requirement. 

Though hard to break for the comfort they bring, why not gradually let go of the habit of using Spiritual tools as a rule and rather make them the exception?

Breaking habits, any and all habits, always opens space for new perspectives and can be as simple as changing part of a practice without eliminating it completely. It can be as simple as taking a deep, conscious, sweet breath :)

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Todas as ferramentas têm um propósito. Seja em que contexto for. E uma vez que a ferramenta tenha servido o seu propósito, torna-se desnecessária. É um meio para atingir um fim e não o fim em si mesmo. 

Isto é bastante óbvio na maioria dos contextos. Quando se trata do nosso Caminho Espiritual, deixa de ser assim tão óbvio. 

Ferramentas Espirituais são Ferramentas Espirituais. Todas servem um propósito. No entanto é comum confundir-se a ferramenta com o seu propósito e com o resultado que produz. De facto, neste contexto em particular não existem resultados estáticos nem prazos para os atingir. Isto torna a confusão entre a ferramenta e o seu propósito frequente. É fácil ficar-se apegado a uma ferramenta e  não discernir os seus resultados constantes, o que nos leva a assumir que sem a ferramenta ficamos desamparados. É uma armadilha aliciante, com o "bonus" adicional de escolhermos, na maioria das vezes, uma imensidão de ferramentas em vez de nos cingirmos a poucas e usarmo-las consistentemente. 

Neste mar de dependência em relação às ferramentas, como é que se pode chegar a Confiar, Confiar mesmo completa e profundamente na nossa Divina Essência e ouvi-la - a mesma Essência que ilumina tudo o que É?

As ferramentas são uma dádiva fabulosa e mágica, ajudando-nos a abrir a nossa Sabedoria Divina. Não são, no entanto, a Divina Sabedoria em si mesma e não são, de todo, um requisito perene. 

Ainda que difíceis de largar pelo conforto que trazem, porque não quebrar gradualmente o hábito de usar ferramentas Espirituais como a regra e usá-las, ao invés disso, como a exceção?

Quebrar hábitos, todos e quaisquer hábitos, abre sempre espaço para novas perspetivas e pode ser tão simples como mudar apenas uma parte de uma prática, sem eliminá-la por completo. Pode ser tão simples como tomar uma doce, profunda e consciente respiração :)


segunda-feira, 19 de setembro de 2016

Conversas Sábias entre Mãe e Filhos

Mãe e filhos de 9 e 7 anos em conversa à hora do jantar, sobre o tema da Morte, com simples naturalidade:

Mãe: "A morte não é um fim, é uma mudança de estado, em que deixamos de estar aqui no corpo mas continuamos a existir..."

O filho mais velho: "Claro mãe! Nós vimos aqui à Terra para fazermos o que temos a fazer, para vivermos as nossas experiências e resolvermos o que escolhemos e depois voltamos a vir muitas outras vezes..."

O filho mais novo: "Ai é??? Eu pensava que esta era a minha primeira vida, a única, que eu venho cá para experimentar isto tudo que é novo para mim!"

Mãe: "Sim filho, tu estás cá pela primeira vez, mas o mano já cá veio muitas vezes..."

A típica diferença entre uma criança Índigo e uma Cristal ;)

(PS - Este relato é real e passou-se a semana passada com uma querida amiga minha. Achei tão delicioso que decidi partilhar :) )