(Canada Poems: Traveling)
Learning to Forget
I don’t remember when I heard the line, but I loved it and was excited to share it as soon as I could. It was one of those lines that was always going to deliver.
Words and images, I have always wavered between them. I once gave an “illustrated” talk. It was a paean to the great…
I had a bit of a rude awakening today. To something that felt so insidious I didn’t realize it was present. Never heard it tiptoe in. Never heard the door slam. And I’m sure at some point it did. The thief in the night. The bump we hear, but tend to ignore when we don’t think it…
And the ones we don’t
They want to have to change, or at least be open to the idea.
This is why safer driving campaigns have limited impact. We all know that it’s dangerous to use our mobile phones while driving, yet everyday is see hundreds of people still…
I’m not any meditation guru or expert, and I have to thank Headspace. I’m interesting to learn how to practice this mindfulness routine for long, and been seeking ways to do it right for sometimes.
There are many ways to do it, but I love what Headspace taught the most.
I’ve been reading about Stoicism lately, specifically, Meditations and Letters from a Stoic.
I’m quite surprised that I never learned about this school of philosophy while I was in college, considering how practical and enlightening it seems to me at least.
This morning, as I stood dabbing and brushing Ranchero Red on the exterior railings, a flock of black birds ascended. The sound of hundreds of flapping wings flowed first into my ears, second my memory.
Back in December 2015, I was in Rio de Janeiro to celebrate New Year’s Eve.
A friend asked me how I was doing with my travel blog. Which I created from the scratch thanks to Weebly few days before arriving in Rio.
You won’t add value to your career, being a “jack of all trades”. No one wants that; because everyone is that.
During the last five days, I didn’t read a single article other than the ones I wrote.
I didn’t have a good connection, and a lot of stuff to do, and I don’t know why I feel like I should justify myself.
For most people, you gotta fuck up to really know who you are. Some people might fuck up horribly, do bad things — maybe they won’t change, maybe they’re just miserable people at the core and like making others miserable.
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