Friday, April 25, 2014

Pelo que você é grato?

Rick Warren, em resposta à pergunta da revista TIME, em entrevista no ano passado:
"Pelo que você é grato?"

"Este ano se tornou o pior ano da minha vida quando meu filho caçula, que desde a infância lutou contra uma doença mental, tomou sua própria vida. Como que devo ser grato por isso? Deus não espera que eu seja grato POR todas as circunstâncias, mas EM todas as circunstâncias. Há uma grande diferença. A primeira atitude é masoquismo. A segunda mostra maturidade. Não devemos ser gratos pelo mal ou pelo pecado, ou pelo sofrimento inocente causado por essas coisas. Mas mesmo na dor e no luto, ainda há coisas boas pelas quais posso ser grato. Sou grato porque Deus vê tudo pelo qual passo. Ele se importa comigo. Ele chora comigo. Sou grato porque, mesmo sem ter todas as respostas, Deus as tem. Sou grato porque Deus pode tirar bem do mal na minha vida, quando entrego a Ele as peças. É a especialidade dele. Deus ama transformar crucificações em ressurreições, e então beneficiar todo o mundo. Deus nunca desperdiça a dor, se nós a entregarmos a Ele."


"Mantenha seus pensamentos positivos, porque seus pensamentos tornam-se suas palavras. Mantenha suas palavras positivas, porque suas palavras tornam-se suas atitudes. Mantenha suas atitudes positivas, porque suas atitudes tornam-se seus hábitos. Mantenha seus hábitos positivos, porque seus hábitos tornam-se seus valores. Mantenha seus valores positivos, porque seus valores... Tornam-se seu destino." ~ Gandhi

Thursday, April 24, 2014

Me against the world

I've been learning, slowly and painfully, not to rely on most people. 

Reaching out to help or showing support doesn't have to involve physical things or physical presence; words of encouragement is the biggest support one could have in the midst of any trouble; knowing somebody is there to listen, to understand you, to comfort you, and to care for when you're down... THAT is be biggest gift one could give to someone.
 I haven't seen much of that... I think life is trying to tell me something here... It's me against the world.

Sometimes you just have to expect more in order to break away and be independent.

"Neither should a ship rely on one small anchor, nor should life rest on a single hope"

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Self-analysis

I'd like to say that I am an independent woman. I'd like to believe that I am strong and capable of rising through any darkness. I'd like to brag that regardless of any negativity around me, I will strive. I'd like to say that regardless of people's rudeness, coldness, and insensitivity, I am still who I am. But, it's not always like that... I can't always win, I can't always end up intact at the end of a battle. Lately, in special, I feel emotionally wea -. I feel like I weigh as little as a paper and anything brings me down... Words, gestures, or the lack thereof - it has reflected tremendously in my life more than I'd like to confess. I remember a few years back when none of that mattered or affected me... What happened? I am not sure which one is worse or better. To care or not to care. I feel honored that yes, I do have emotions and I show them. But then at the same time I wonder if what I am receiving is the product of what I am sending? I don't want to be negative, I don't want to be cocky, rude, or act as if I am above all. I want to be humble, to feel touched by the simple things... I don't want to feel motivated by luxury and money. I want to be a more simple me. Sometimes I feel like the world has worn me out a little... and I am becoming a different person... sometimes I feel that is for the better... it's good to change right... but maybe that isn't the best of changes...
I guess the reason why this topic started is because I feel alone at times and everyone has gone away. Maybe I shouldn't care too much about what the world sends my way, rather I should care about what I am sending to the world.
This is a reminder for me to be kind even when I feel someone doesn't deserve it. To be LOVING, even when someone has shown me hatred. To be HUMBLE, even when the world tells me that what holds value are things, and not our character... This is a reminder to always be SELF-GIVING, even when I feel like I should think of myself sometimes. This is a reminder to never JUDGE others, even when everybody is pointing fingers.This is a reminder for me to TRUST, even though the world has doubted me. This is reminder for to be GO AGAINST THE CURRENT, even thought it's much easier to follow the crowd.

A letter

Farewell Letter

If God, for a second, forgot what I have become and granted me a little bit more of life, I would use it to the best of my ability.

I wouldn’t, possibly, say everything that is in my mind, but I would be more thoughtful l of all I say.

I would give merit to things not for what they are worth, but for what they mean to express.

I would sleep little, I would dream more, because I know that for every minute that we close our eyes, we waste 60 seconds of light.

I would walk while others stop; I would awake while others sleep.

If God would give me a little bit more of life, I would dress in a simple manner, I would place myself in front of the sun, leaving not only my body, but my soul naked at its mercy.

To all men, I would say how mistaken they are when they think that they stop falling in love when they grow old, without knowing that they grow old when they stop falling in love.

I would give wings to children, but I would leave it to them to learn how to fly by themselves.

To old people I would say that death doesn’t arrive when they grow old, but with forgetfulness.

I have learned so much with you all, I have learned that everybody wants to live on top of the mountain, without knowing that true happiness is obtained in the journey taken & the form used to reach the top of the hill.

I have learned that when a newborn baby holds, with its little hand, his father’s finger, it has trapped him for the rest of his life.

I have learned that a man has the right and obligation to look down at another man, only when that man needs help to get up from the ground.

Say always what you feel, not what you think. If I knew that today is the last time that that I am going to see you asleep, I would hug you with all my strength and I would pray to the Lord to let me be the guardian angel of your soul.

If I knew that these are the last moments to see you, I would say “I love you.”

There is always tomorrow, and life gives us another opportunity to do things right, but in case I am wrong, and today is all that is left to me, I would love to tell you how much I love you & that I will never forget you.

Tomorrow is never guaranteed to anyone, young or old. Today could be the last time to see your loved ones, which is why you mustn’t wait; do it today, in case tomorrow never arrives. I am sure you will be sorry you wasted the opportunity today to give a smile, a hug, a kiss, and that you were too busy to grant them their last wish.

Keep your loved ones near you; tell them in their ears and to their faces how much you need them and love them. Love them and treat them well; take your time to tell them “I am sorry,” “forgive me, “please,” “thank you,” and all those loving words you know.

Nobody will know you for your secret thought. Ask the Lord for wisdom and strength to express them.

Show your friends and loved ones how important they are to you.

Send this letter to those you love. If you don’t do it today…tomorrow will be like yesterday, and if you never do it, it doesn’t matter either, the moment to do it is now.

For you, with much love,

Your Friend,
Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

What life has taught me so far.

“Life moves on, whether we act as cowards or heroes. Life has no other discipline to impose, if we would but realize it, than to accept life unquestioningly. Everything we shut our eyes to, everything we run away from, everything we deny, denigrate or despise, serves to defeat us in the end. What seems nasty, painful, evil, can become a source of beauty, joy, and strength, if faced with an open mind. Every moment is a golden one for him who has the vision to recognize it as such”

― Henry Miller


If there is one thing in life I have learned as a young adult is that life moves on. You're not going be sad forever, nor are you going to be happy forever. Struggles come and go, happy moments come and go. Life truly is a roller-coaster (or a bike ride, actually). For me to be able to enjoy the downhill, I have to suffer and struggle to go up the hill. It hurts, it's painful, you want to give up. But you don't, you keep going because you'll get the view from the top of the mountain. You'll be able to take a deep breath and smile and feel accomplished because you're at the top, and you get to enjoy the ride down. Life sometimes may seem slow, but you can't spring uphill - you have to put yourself in a lower gear and pedal hard. Sometimes you have to be humble and realize that right now you might not be doing that great in some aspects in life, but you have to start slow today to be fast tomorrow. 

When I am feeling discouraged, I often look back in my life and remember where I was in life. I was much more insecure, really didn't have a direction to go in life, and didn't have a lot figured out. Even though currently I don't have everything in place, I know what I want and how to get there. Half of battle is fought.

Another thing that I have realized in the past 6 months is that my outlook on life affects how I live my life and how I deal with the dark times. If I am constantly discouraged and thinking negative things, I will keep finding myself defeated and beaten. If I have confidence in me and know that I can do this, I will. Someone yesterday told me "I don't know how you can always be so energetic". Hey, guess what. Most of the times I feel exhausted, but I tell my body to keep going, and I smile. I am not going to be dwelling on the little things in life that tire me or bring me down.

It takes courage to become what you really are and what you're destined to be. I choose to live a life I am proud of, I choose to be me and face all the fears and bumps on the road. It's much easier to be me, instead of daydreaming about being some perfected version of a person that doesn't exist. The past and the struggles are building me up to be the strongest I can be, and I am thankful for that.

"Advice for a Happy Life by Charles Murray"

I was reading the Wall Street Journal the other day, and came across this interesting article. I've seen a lot of articles with equivalent titles, but the way this guy flat out explains his views is just awesome. It doesn't necessarily mean I agree with all that he said, but I am one to respect people's opinions and views without judgment on whether it's the absolute truth or not. It's his opinion, period. Obviously no one can be happy all the time, but his insight on this subject sure entices you to think.
"The transition from college to adult life is treacherous, and this is nowhere more visible than among new college graduates in their first real jobs. A few years ago, I took it upon myself to start writing tips for the young staff where I work about how to avoid doing things that would make their supervisors write them off. It began as a lark as I wrote tips with titles such as, "Excise the word 'like' from your spoken English.
But eventually, I found myself getting into the deeper waters of how to go about living a good life. At that point, I had to deal with a reality: When it comes to a life filled with deep and lasting satisfactions, most of the clichés are true. How could I make them sound fresh to a new generation? Here's how I tried.
1. Consider Marrying Young
The age of marriage for college graduates has been increasing for decades, and this cultural shift has been a good thing. Many 22-year-olds are saved from bad marriages because they go into relationships at that age assuming that marriage is still out of the question.
But should you assume that marriage is still out of the question when you're 25? Twenty-seven? I'm not suggesting that you decide ahead of time that you will get married in your 20s. You've got to wait until the right person comes along. I'm just pointing out that you shouldn't exclude the possibility. If you wait until your 30s, your marriage is likely to be a merger. If you get married in your 20s, it is likely to be a startup.
Merger marriages are what you tend to see on the weddings pages of the Sunday New York Times: highly educated couples in their 30s, both people well on their way to success. Lots of things can be said in favor of merger marriages. The bride and groom may be more mature, less likely to outgrow each other or to feel impelled, 10 years into the marriage, to make up for their lost youth.
But let me put in a word for startup marriages, in which the success of the partners isn't yet assured. The groom with his new architecture degree is still designing stairwells, and the bride is starting her third year of medical school. Their income doesn't leave them impoverished, but they have to watch every penny.
What are the advantages of a startup marriage? For one thing, you will both have memories of your life together when it was all still up in the air. You'll have fun remembering the years when you went from being scared newcomers to the point at which you realized you were going to make it.
Even more important, you and your spouse will have made your way together. Whatever happens, you will have shared the experience. And each of you will know that you wouldn't have become the person you are without the other.
Many merger marriages are happy, but a certain kind of symbiosis, where two people become more than the sum of the individuals, is perhaps more common in startups.
2. Learn How to Recognize Your Soul Mate
Ready for some clichés about marriage? Here they come. Because they're true.
Marry someone with similar tastes and preferences. Which tastes and preferences? The ones that will affect life almost every day.
It is OK if you like the ballet and your spouse doesn't. Reasonable people can accommodate each other on such differences. But if you dislike each other's friends, or don't get each other's senses of humor or—especially—if you have different ethical impulses, break it off and find someone else.
Personal habits that you find objectionable are probably deal-breakers. Jacques Barzun identified the top three as punctuality, orderliness and thriftiness. It doesn't make any difference which point of the spectrum you're on, he observed: "Some couples are very happy living always in debt, always being late, and finding leftover pizza under a sofa cushion." You just have to be at the same point on the spectrum. Intractable differences will become, over time, a fingernail dragged across the blackboard of a marriage.
What you see is what you're going to get. If something about your prospective spouse bothers you but you think that you can change your beloved after you're married, you're wrong. Be prepared to live with whatever bothers you—or forget it. Your spouse will undoubtedly change during a long marriage but not in ways you can predict or control.
It is absolutely crucial that you really, really like your spouse. You hear it all the time from people who are in great marriages: "I'm married to my best friend." They are being literal. A good working definition of "soul mate" is "your closest friend, to whom you are also sexually attracted."
Here are two things to worry about as you look for that person: Do you sometimes pick at each other's sore spots? You like the same things, have fun together, the sex is great, but one of you is controlling, or nags the other, or won't let a difference of opinion go or knowingly says things that will hurt you. Break it off.
Another cause for worry is the grand passion. You know a relationship is a grand passion if you find yourself behaving like an adolescent long after adolescence has passed—you are obsessed and a more than a little crazy. Not to worry. Everyone should experience at least one grand passion. Just don't act on it while the storm is raging.
A good marriage is the best thing that can ever happen to you. Above all else, realize that this cliché is true. The downside risks of marrying—and they are real—are nothing compared with what you will gain from a good one.
3. Eventually Stop Fretting About Fame and Fortune
One of my assumptions about you is that you are ambitious—meaning that you hope to become famous, rich or both, and intend to devote intense energy over the next few decades to pursuing those dreams. That is as it should be. I look with suspicion on any talented 20-something who doesn't feel that way. I wish you luck.
But suppose you arrive at age 40, and you enjoy your work, have found your soul mate, are raising a couple of terrific kids—and recognize that you will probably never become either rich or famous. At that point, it is important to supplement your youthful ambition with mature understanding.
Years ago, I was watching a television profile of David Geffen, the billionaire music and film producer. At some point, he said, "Show me someone who thinks that money buys happiness, and I'll show you someone who has never had a lot of money." The remark was accompanied by an ineffably sad smile on Mr. Geffen's face, which said that he had been there, done that and knew what he was talking about. The whole vignette struck me in a way that "money can't buy happiness" never had, and my visceral reaction was reinforced by one especially memorable shot during the profile, taken down the length of Mr. Geffen's private jet, along the rows of empty leather seats and sofas, to where he sat all alone in the rear.
The problem that you face in your 20s and 30s is that you are gnawed by anxiety that you won't be a big success. It is an inevitable side effect of ambition. My little story about David Geffen won't help—now. Pull it out again in 20 years.
Fame and wealth do accomplish something: They cure ambition anxiety. But that's all. It isn't much.
4. Take Religion Seriously
Don't bother to read this one if you're already satisfyingly engaged with a religious tradition.
Now that we're alone, here's where a lot of you stand when it comes to religion: It isn't for you. You don't mind if other people are devout, but you don't get it. Smart people don't believe that stuff anymore.
I can be sure that is what many of you think because your generation of high-IQ, college-educated young people, like mine 50 years ago, has been as thoroughly socialized to be secular as your counterparts in preceding generations were socialized to be devout. Some of you grew up with parents who weren't religious, and you've never given religion a thought. Others of you followed the religion of your parents as children but left religion behind as you were socialized by college.
By socialized, I don't mean that you studied theology under professors who persuaded you that Thomas Aquinas was wrong. You didn't study theology at all. None of the professors you admired were religious. When the topic of religion came up, they treated it dismissively or as a subject of humor. You went along with the zeitgeist.
I am describing my own religious life from the time I went to Harvard until my late 40s. At that point, my wife, prompted by the birth of our first child, had found a religious tradition in which she was comfortable, Quakerism, and had been attending Quaker meetings for several years. I began keeping her company and started reading on religion. I still describe myself as an agnostic, but my unbelief is getting shaky.
Taking religion seriously means work. If you're waiting for a road-to-Damascus experience, you're kidding yourself. Getting inside the wisdom of the great religions doesn't happen by sitting on beaches, watching sunsets and waiting for enlightenment. It can easily require as much intellectual effort as a law degree.
Even dabbling at the edges has demonstrated to me the depths of Judaism, Buddhism and Taoism. I assume that I would find similar depths in Islam and Hinduism as well. I certainly have developed a far greater appreciation for Christianity, the tradition with which I'm most familiar. The Sunday school stories I learned as a child bear no resemblance to Christianity taken seriously. You've got to grapple with the real thing.
Start by jarring yourself out of unreflective atheism or agnosticism. A good way to do that is to read about contemporary cosmology. The universe isn't only stranger than we knew; it is stranger and vastly more unlikely than we could have imagined, and we aren't even close to discovering its last mysteries. That reading won't lead you to religion, but it may stop you from being unreflective.
Find ways to put yourself around people who are profoundly religious. You will encounter individuals whose intelligence, judgment and critical faculties are as impressive as those of your smartest atheist friends—and who also possess a disquieting confidence in an underlying reality behind the many religious dogmas.
They have learned to reconcile faith and reason, yes, but beyond that, they persuasively convey ways of knowing that transcend intellectual understanding. They exhibit in their own personae a kind of wisdom that goes beyond just having intelligence and good judgment.
Start reading religious literature. You don't have to go back to Aquinas (though that wouldn't be a bad idea). The past hundred years have produced excellent and accessible work, much of it written by people who came to adulthood as uninvolved in religion as you are.
5. Watch 'Groundhog Day' Repeatedly
The movie "Groundhog Day" was made more than two decades ago, but it is still smart and funny. It is also a brilliant moral fable that deals with the most fundamental issues of virtue and happiness, done with such subtlety that you really need to watch it several times.
An egocentric TV weatherman played by Bill Murray is sent to Punxsutawney, Pa., to cover Groundhog Day. He hates the assignment, disdains the town and its people, and can't wait to get back to Pittsburgh. But a snowstorm strikes, he's stuck in Punxsutawney, and when he wakes up the next morning, it is Groundhog Day again. And again and again and again.
The director and co-writer Harold Ramis, whose death last month was mourned by his many fans, estimated that the movie has to represent at least 30 or 40 years' worth of days. We see only a few dozen of them, ending when Bill Murray's character has discovered the secrets of human happiness.
Without the slightest bit of preaching, the movie shows the bumpy, unplanned evolution of his protagonist from a jerk to a fully realized human being—a person who has learned to experience deep, lasting and justified satisfaction with life even though he has only one day to work with.
You could learn the same truths by studying Aristotle's "Ethics" carefully, but watching "Groundhog Day" repeatedly is a lot more fun."
This essay is adapted from Mr. Murray's new book, "The Curmudgeon's Guide to Getting Ahead: Dos and Don'ts of Right Behavior, Tough Thinking, Clear Writing, and Living a Good Life," which will be published April 8 by Random House. He is the W.H. Brady Scholar at the American Enterprise Institute

Thursday, March 27, 2014

Where's everybody?

"Just call my name... and I'll be there"



??



Isn't it funny when you think you can count on a number of people in your life and you call them friends and hold them dear to your heart, but they end up disappointing you? When help is extremely needed, and those who CAN help don't, and end up disappearing on you, one by one?

No. It's not funny at all. Actually, it's one of the worst feelings in the world! Feeling like you don't really mean anything to anybody, like they don't really trust you, like you're not important enough for them to make a sacrifice for you.

It's moments like these that make me want to go home the most. There, I have my family who are actually THERE FOR ME; they are there to say "I'm in, I will help you my friend".

But no, it doesn't really work like that for me here. A lot of times I feel so lost here and sometimes forget the reason I started this whole thing. I try to remind myself... it is for my education. Is this really worth it? Is this how I want to live for the rest of my life? Away from my parents? It seems like things are getting SO SO much harder, day by day. It's becoming less and less worth enduring all this fucking struggle. 

I am done being here!

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Hillsong United - Oceans (Where feet may fail)

You call me out upon the waters
The great unknown where feet may fail
And there I find You in the mystery
In oceans deep
My faith will stand

And I will call upon Your name
And keep my eyes above the waves
When oceans rise
My soul will rest in Your embrace
For I am Yours and You are mine

Your grace abounds in deepest waters
Your sovereign hand
Will be my guide
Where feet may fail and fear surrounds me
You've never failed and You won't start now

So I will call upon Your name
And keep my eyes above the waves
When oceans rise
My soul will rest in Your embrace
For I am Yours and You are mine

Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
Let me walk upon the waters
Wherever You would call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
And my faith will be made stronger
In the presence of my Savior

I will call upon Your Name
Keep my eyes above the waves
My soul will rest in Your embrace

I am Yours and You are mine



I've heard this song awhile back at church, and I just love it so much. Every time it plays on the radio, I feel comforted and in peace. Faith has been an interest topic to me for awhile now. Stepping into the unknown and trusting that God is leading me in the right way is such a difficult thing to grasp. What if I am leading myself into the wrong path? What if I am making a mistake? Faith has no bridges, you either trust or you don't. You either commit or you don't. You either do it and jump, or you don't, and you fall.  

This is one of those amazing prayer songs that at the end you must ask yourself, "Do I really want God to do what I just asked? Take me out of my comfort zone? Help me understand how to trust completely when tragedy or uncertainty strikes?" Kind of scary. Takes a beautiful voice to sing it, but it takes a tremendously strong faith to mean it. I had no problem leaving my home and family at age 17 to a completely unknown city and strangers, but that's because that was my desire, I thought it'd be beneficial, and I was called to do it since a young age. But what about those times when we feel like it's not going to be better or easier, but we still feel called to do it? What about those times when we're struggling, and we don't see the light in the end of the tunnel? What about those times when we don't really know what's the right path to take? What do you do? Where do you turn? 

I'd like to believe that my faith is always going to be louder than my fears, stronger than my own desires. I'd like to think I can discern right from wrong, and if I do end up choosing the wrong path, I will learn from it, and God will help me through it. I would like to think that I don't need to fit into "the good christian" model to have faith. I don't have to be perfect in anybody's eyes, because I am not. I would like to think that my faith is based on the fact that I am small, and I need Him, who is strong and constant.

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Just broken.



“I'm falling apart, one part after another. Falling down on the world like snow. Half of me is already on the ground, watching from below.” 
― Ashley Lorenzana

Only God knows how hard these past weeks has been for me. Disappointment. Doubt. Hopelessness. Fear. Loneliness. Brokenness. Sacrifice. Dreams shattered. Countless tears shed. It feels like right when I am getting myself back up, almost standing, life knocks me down, and hits me even harder and I fall even deeper. Never hurt so bad to feel so alone.

"Nobody said it was easy... nobody said it would be this hard"



...I've tried my best, but my best was never enough.


Thursday, February 20, 2014

O Navio e O Porto.

"Um navio está seguro no porto - mas os navios não são feitos para isso...”
John A. Shedd

As jornadas não se conquistam de uma vez por todas: quando chegamos ao fim de um percurso, ao fim de algum tempo, outro se apresentará, chamando-nos uma vez mais à necessidade de estarmos atentos, aprendermos e partilharmos o que encontrarmos.

Essa citação do navio me fez realmente pensar se não se passará o mesmo conosco, seres humanos frequentemente pequenos e facilmente assustados perante o vasto universo e a certeza de mudança...
Mas, tal como os navios, talvez aquilo que nos é mais confortável não seja o que mais nos faz aprender nem nos ajuda a realizar a nossa potencialidade.

Lança-te ao mar,
Navio,
E nada temas...
Tuas velas podem ser pequenas
e as ondas batendo na amurada
assustadoras e frias…
Mas eis que a Sul
Brilha a Estrela guia
e a noite
dá origem ao dia
e o caminho se faz Vida Maior

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Pink - Just give me a reason

Right from the start
You were a thief
You stole my heart
And I your willing victim
I let you see the parts of me
That weren't all that pretty
And with every touch you fixed them

Now you've been talking in your sleep, oh, oh
Things you never say to me, oh, oh
Tell me that you've had enough
Of our love, our love

Just give me a reason
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It's in the stars
It's been written in the scars on our hearts
We're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again

I'm sorry I don't understand
Where all of this is coming from
I thought that we were fine
(Oh, we had everything)
Your head is running wild again
My dear we still have everythin'
And it's all in your mind
(Yeah, but this is happenin')

You've been havin' real bad dreams, oh, oh
You used to lie so close to me, oh, oh
There's nothing more than empty sheets
Between our love, our love
Oh, our love, our love

Just give me a reason
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
I never stopped
You're still written in the scars on my heart
You're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again

Oh, tear ducts and rust
I'll fix it for us
We're collecting dust
But our love's enough
You're holding it in
You're pouring a drink
No nothing is as bad as it seems
We'll come clean


This song came up on the radio as I was driving to school this morning. This song really is an amazing message about how difficult relationships are – and nobody can escape that.  I like Pink because her music consistently declares the brokenness that results from the Fall and the shallowness of sin… and yet she doesn't know where to turn for something better and more lasting.  She resists the fairy-tale romance that seems to overflow our culture and drops a strong dose of reality: Relationships are difficult and painful because our brokenness complicates them. This song is filled with a deeply emotional and universal cry that is within all of us.  We know we’re broken.  We know relationships are hard and are often painful, yet we also know that they’re good and worth the effort. Love is messy because we’re bent and our hearts are scarred.  

However, no matter how much we try to straighter ourselves, we just can’t fix our brokenness or cover it up. It’s because we are dead in our sins and that’s why we are always crying out for life in the midst of our brokenness - a corpse can cry out for life, although it’s looking for life in all the wrong places.  When we say we are “broken” or “dead in our sins,” that doesn’t mean we literally don’t work and that we don’t cry out for freedom and wholeness.  It’s an acknowledgement that we aren't right, and we can’t fix ourselves. 
We're broken and so is the person we're trying to love. We get hurt, and we hurt others too. 

“We love because he first loved us” (1 John 4:19). We can learn to love again, but we need to confess that we are bent and broken.

"Love is patient, Love is kind, it does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud". True love is self-giving, not self-seeking. True love puts the needs of others first. This is what Christ did when He left Heaven and came down to earth for us. May we always try to be Christ-like.  May God open our hearts and minds to the true love He has for us, and may we always seek to love others like He loves us.



If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don’t love, I’m nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate.

 If I speak God’s Word with power, revealing all his mysteries and making everything plain as day, and if I have faith that says to a mountain, “Jump,” and it jumps, but I don’t love, I’m nothing.

 If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but I don’t love, I’ve gotten nowhere. So, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I’m bankrupt without love.

~1 Corinthians 13:1-7


Thursday, February 6, 2014

Forgive Us Our Trespasses...

"I'm not perfect - And I don't live to be - but before you start pointing fingers... make sure your hands are clean" ~ Bob Marley

...Let he who is without sin cast the first stone ~ John 8:7

I have made mistakes several times. We've all been there. There are times, however, I cannot seem to forgive myself. It's usually when I've said or done something that caused others to feel hurt. I know we have a sinful nature, we are are humans and we make mistakes... but some mistakes are just plain stupid.
When I do something I immediately regret, I often start thinking that I'd rather see myself hurt and hitting rock bottom, than to see someone else hurt because of ME. I can take everything you got. Give it to me. I can take all the consequences that I have done unto myself... but when these consequences reaches those I love... I break down... and I can't seem to get my head around as to why I did/said that.
Most often that I'd like to admit, I let my frustrations and insecurity speak louder. Then, I get into "defense mode" and start saying/doing things I don't really want to. All with the purpose that it will be good for all parties in the end. Plain stupid and selfish. 
But, enough of that. You build on failure. You use it as a stepping stone. Close the door on the past. You don't try to forget the mistakes, but you don't dwell on it. You don't let it have any of your energy, or any of your time, or any of your space.


                 Forgive us our tresspasses,

                         as we forgive those

                                who trespass against us.



"A man must be big enough to admit his mistakes, smart enough to profit from them, and strong enough to correct them" ~ John C. Maxwell

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Getting back up

A Chinese proverb says that If you get up one more time than you fall, you will make it through. 

It's a rather hard life for dreamers. I've tried to prepare myself for the worst, and aim for the best - like a special someone always tells me to. This time, however, I've been caught with empty hands. I wasn't holding on to wariness. 

When disappointment hits you, it feels like ten tons of bricks have crushed your heart, your hopes, and the future you have planned so carefully. All the plans you've made, all the sensations you've imagined you'd feel... they're all gone. They were gone when your dreams got crushed. Being disappointed when you don't expect is like being heartbroken. You just don't know how to look forward, how to move on. You just sit there and wait, hoping it'll go away or it'll fix itself up. Well, it won't. It just hurts more. Reality just keeps coming back and hitting you harder if you don't get back up.

Even in the midst of discomfiture, I will force myself to never be discouraged and to look past the bumps. If I reach a dead-end, I'll just turn around and start heading to another direction. God knows how much I've tried... maybe it just wasn't supposed to be that way. I know this is not a "No", just a "Not now" ... So, I'll just move forward, hoping the winds will bring me better fortune next time. 

Monday, February 3, 2014

Follow your heart... but take your brain with you.

Follow your heart... but take your brain with you ~ Alfred Adler

Love is only blind when your eyes are closed. "A mind is a terrible thing to waste" ... How can one balance the needs of the heart and the demanding rationalism of the brain?

We'd love to believe our hearts should be our guide but it can definitely lead you astray without assistant. 

My rational side always whispers to wait, to be patient, that things will eventually work itself out. I've waited a lot in life... waited for the right moment, for the right person, for the right place... I've made good decisions in waiting; Regardless of waiting or not, I've haven't taken the right road every time. Although, these decisions may have been not been the best, they surely served as a great lesson. 
The thing is... I want to believe in my heart, but it has tricked me before. I want to believe in the most rational decision, but it also has gotten me to the wrong path. I'd like to believe in balance... so where to find the balance? What is the balance? The balance is wherever you feel happy, comfortable, and hopeful it is the right decision. It's the right decision when you've found peace. 

What do you do when you've encountered a bifurcated road? Where do you find yourself after the decision is made? In peace, or troubled?


A grande verdade é que todos nós precisamos aprender a viver bem. A vida é um sopro que a qualquer vento se desfaz. Enquanto vivos, vivamos o melhor possível  ~ Crisbal Bueno

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Goodbye

Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation. 
~ Rumi

Sometimes, I think about the feeling I had when I hugged my mom and dad for the last time before boarding to go for my exchange program. So many emotions where tied to that hug. Fear. Excitement. Confusion. All of these feelings revolved around the unknown. I had no idea what was before me. As I hugged my parents, I also felt a little regret, as I was putting my parents through suffering for something completely "selfish" - my eagerness to explore. My heart felt heavy as I saw my mom's eyes starting to water. I couldn't even cry. I think my body was filled with so much adrenaline that my body entered into a "shock" state. I didn't know if I felt truly happy or truly scared. It all felt the same. Or everything felt like nothing. I was numb. I also remember the reoccurring thought of "you chose this" going through my head a lot, so many times when I felt sadness or loneliness I'd always remind me that I chose this, and I had to be strong; this is what I wanted, and It was worth it. 

During the almost 24 hrs trip, I had a lot of time to think. So I began to reenact the happy moments of my life, as well as the sad ones. All the events that had led me to that moment. All the years I had dreamed and spent several nights awake imagining what it'd all be like, creating adventures in my head, praying every single night for God to grant me my dream. I'd remember the people who helped me to get to that point. I'd remember the people who discouraged me. I'd remember the people who doubted me. I remembered every single event that led to my dream to come true.

The thing is, our dreams and reality are quite paradoxical. Nothing is really like the movies; nothing is really like our dreams. We aren't smiling all the time. Life isn't a breeze - we have thunderstorms, and rain, and blizzards. We all have our own battles to fight. The one I still struggle nowadays is loneliness. More often that I'd like to admit, I feel like I don't really belong. Aside from a few people who make me feel like I'm part of their family, I feel alone. 
Several times when I feel nostalgic/lonely I find a quiet, relaxing spot, close my eyes, and relive happy moments. It's the same thing I'd do when my dad was not home at night. I'd get one of his shirts, and I'd sleep with it right next to me, so I could smell his shirt; his smell would make me calm, it'd bring such comfort to my soul that I couldn't even try to explain the feeling accurately. Like my dad's shirt, these moments bring such happiness to my soul to think about them and to feel the same way I felt on such events. It's like my own travel machine. 

Ever since, I have a very distinct view on goodbyes. If I ever feel like I've lost a friend (or we aren't in touch as often...), or if I don't see my family and friends in Brazil as often... it doesn't make me sad (or should I say, as sad as it used to make me). I just begin to revive the moments we had together and reflect - those were good days... If a love or a friendship is meant to last long, it will last - no matter how great the physical distance is, no matter how long we haven't spoken to each other. That person is in my heart, forever. I keep them in my heart. The remembrance will never leave me. They won't leave me because I'll always remember how much they mean to me, how happy they've made me feel, how much they've helped me. I try not to take any moment for granted. Life is too special, people are too precious to not appreciate them. Even if the future may take you in divergent roads - take the memories in your heart. Nobody can steal those from you.

I am thankful for the past, present, and future people that choose to pass my way. I am equally thankful for those who choose to stay. We all leave a mark on people's lives. I am thankful for each and every one who chose to put a mark on my heart -  it's because of them that I am who I am. 






Thursday, January 16, 2014

Me vs. Myself


Forget the nonsense of there and here, race, nation, religion, starting point and destination. You are Soul, and you are Love.



~Rumi


After last week, I started thinking a lot about my most recent posts, and why I have been focusing so much on worry, fear, frustration, nervousness. Well, I mean, I've been worrying a lot about the future. But, you know, this is normal. I am at a point in my life where big decisions will have to be made and it's more than normal to feel the way I do (or at least I think it's normal). 
So, after realizing that it's ok to feel that way sometimes...  I took a deeper look into my life and how I have been "running it". So I noted that this is the happiest I've been. I am a happy person, I feel happiness every day in my life, I feel the love from people around me, and I try to love people the best I can. I am exactly where I want to be, I aspire to better myself and I seek do get better daily. The thing is... I just expect too much of myself. I've always done that (and I think most of us do that too). There are days that I will feel a little more tired, worn out, not motivated, or just plain frustrated at something. But that's ok. "This too shall pass" - an important person in my life reminded me of this a few months ago.
Well, the reason I came to this realization is because so many times we focus too much on who is doing better than us, and we tend to compare ourselves to everyone. We compare our families, our religions, our fitness levels, our grades, our cars, and so on. Well, I am tired of comparing and being compared. I am tired of judging and being judged. This is not what life is about. Life is about the betterment of oneself. Life is about us seeking to be Christ-like the best we can. And for that matter, we must drop judgment. I especially see a lot of judgment in religion, and that's the topic that frustrates me the most. We are wired differently, it's a fact. One cannot tell me that MY WAY of worshiping is wrong. I love all religions, and respect all religions. My purpose in life is to be love and show love. Not to judge someone by their religion practices. The way my relationship with Christ works may be different than yours - it doesn't mean one of us are wrong, or one of us are not "good followers". I am tired of the labels. I am done with the race against others. I am racing against myself. As long as I am in peace with my heart, as long as I am happy and doing what I think I am supposed to be doing, then I am GOOD. No more worrying. No more frustrations. No more beating myself up. I am in peace, and I thank God. 

Friday, January 10, 2014

The enigma continues...

"If you fully believe that you need to say something, think. Give your mind a chance to take over your heart before striking out. This step might be a little hard at times, but you can do it."

Sometimes I wish there could be a job career that all you do was THINK. I would be the best one in the world. I think a lot of about pretty much every aspect of my life. Sometimes, these thoughts lead me to some much needed clarification. Other times, it leads me down to a black tunnel that will get me nowhere. This winter break might have been the most thought-provoking one (AKA overthinking). Interesting enough, these thoughts spark up by a small action done by either me or someone who is around me. It doesn't take much for me to think A LOT. It's almost like when you see your child sneezing and you think they have pneumonia. Yep, That's me. 

Well, lately, I have been critizing myself quite a lot, and being very harsh to everything I do/say/think. Maybe that may be because I may not feel appreciated or that I may not feel like I am essential to anyone's life. So, because of that, my thoughts haven't really been the most positive...
Moreover, I have been thinking a lot about the future. That big word we hear since we are little kids, when our parents ask us what we want to do when we grow up. I mean, I ask that kind of question to kids nowadays, but not because I am necessarily interested in what they will become, but maybe they can give me some ideas on what I could be?! Ha. Well, I've grown up, and still don't know what I'm gonna do in life. I think this is more common than we think among people in their 20s. 
But the future is actually catching up to me. It's almost here... in a few moments, fork in the road will be in front of me; and I will have to decide between two very different choices. 

This overthinking and worrying may just be because I critize myself too much and I leave no room for mistakes. I am scared I will make a mistake in one of the biggest decision I had to make so far in my life. I always told myself to not have too high of expectations because I would set myself up for disappointment. Yes, I have definitely had my share of being disappointed... at myself and others. But you have to have high standards to get what you want and deserve in your life. At this point, I'm willing to take that risk... If I hold back, I am risking even more!

Thursday, December 26, 2013

The dream

Last night I had a dream that I was talking to a psychologist. During my appointment, I talked to her about my fears and concerns, especially the one regarding change. I explained her how I eagerly seek adventures, but at the same time I am scared of my own adventures leading me to loneliness. The psychologist began to explain that how her cat would always look outside the window at her house and seemed to want to play, but every time she would open the door for him, he wouldn't go. He was scared. She, then, decided to force her cat to go outside, and she even put a mouse outside so he could maybe try to chase the mouse and have fun with it. After he would caught the mouse, he would have nothing else to do, but that would just mean he would have to open his horizons again and go explore and maybe find a tree to climb. After my psychologist explained this to me, she said our session was over, but I was making progress and she would like to see me again. She also added that "It took me awhile to understand what my cat needed, but I think you're like my cat, You just need to go outside". I then smiled at her and left the room, feeling very hopeful. After my appointment, I went to the beach to sail and to think about what she had told me. It was then that I woke up.

The whole idea behind this dream is too ironic. Me, Cecilia, talking to a psychologist (who is my subconscious). A conversation between Me and Myself. You know those times you wish you could talk to your older self? It was a very similar feeling. When I woke up, I had to just lie in bed for awhile, thinking about this whole thing. The more I think about it, the more I have questions and the more I want to have another appointment. 

Monday, December 23, 2013

The ultimate destination.

I think a lot about home. The idea of home. What is home to me right now? When I spend a long amount of time without going back to Brazil, I miss it a lot and want to go back there. But then, when I am there, I realize I don't fit in necessarily.
Have I found home? What is Home? Is home a different idea to each person? My quest in life is to find my ultimate destination. Not necessarily to make a lot of money or be extremely successful. Just to find home, be home. I know the rest will come to me once I find home.
I will know once I find home. Is home with my PARENTS? When will I go back to them? I want to be near my parents so bad, and know that one day I will be, because they will need me. But, should I pursue my dream first?
Should I find home in love? They say if you follow your dreams, love will always follow you. Is this so? Because it surely doesn't feel like that to me. It seems like it's either one or the other. Love can be your dreams, and dreams can be your love. And both can be home. These two for me are in opposite directions.
I hit a little limbo stage, just waiting for things to change. Then I will find home. I hope this next year will bring some answers that have been clogging up my mind for the past 3 years and a half. I want to be home, so badly. Wherever that is. I just need to find it. And settle in. "Go or leave". "Come or stay". Is there a choice? I don't think I have much saying in this. The answer will unfold itself out sooner rather than later, I hope.

Coldplay - trouble

Oh, no, I see
The spider web is tangled up with me
And I lost my head
The thought of all the stupid things I'd said

Oh, no, what's this?
The spider web, and I'm caught in the middle
So I turn to run
And thought of all the stupid things I'd done

And I never meant to cause you trouble
I never meant to do you wrong
And, ah, well, if I ever caused you trouble
Oh, no I never meant to do you harm

Oh, no, I see
The spider web, and it's me in the middle
So I twist and turn
But here am I in my little bubble

Singing out
I never meant to cause you trouble
I never meant to do you wrong
And ah, well if I ever caused you trouble
Oh, no, I never meant to do you harm

They spun a web for me
They spun a web for me
They spun a web for me

I love how songs speak to me. Lately, this has been my source of inspiration to reflect on life.
This song came up on pandora today while I was doing several tasks on my computer.  It caught my attention when the singer kept repeating "I never meant to cause you trouble"... Hmmm. This seems to be a recurring issue in my life. I seem to say things and act  a certain way without meaning it. I say or do things that hurt others, but I don't mean it.
I also seem to find myself in a "spider web". Stuck. I am stuck, or should I say conflicted? I feel tangled in between two different outcomes I can take in my life. I think about it almost every day. I wonder what should I do? I ask around, but it doesn't seem like there is one right answer? I am confused, I am stuck in a spider web. Sometimes I feel like I am sure of what to do, but then my decision takes a 180º spin.