Escrito no dia 19 de março de 2019, em Hyderabad, India. Chegamos na Índia quando a época do romã tinha acabado de começar. Fortes tons de rosa e vermelho tinham dominado cafés da manhã e vasilhas de iogurte. E mesmo que as sementes da fruta…

23 May, 2019

We got to India when pomegranate season had just started. Powerful, beautiful tones of pink and red had taken over breakfast tiffins and curd bowls. And although the seeds were bright and healthy, I carried in me the burden of wanting to be somewhere else…

23 May, 2019

I wrote this piece in my journal on February 5th, when in Shillong, Northern India.  Earlier this morning, a proverb about a teacup was told to us and something sparkled.  There was a wise Zen master that received people from all over to teach all sorts…

20 May, 2019

https://youtu.be/dGFIxJAYgJ4 This is my host grandmother putting a saree on me on the night of Christmas’ Eve. In India, women of different backgrounds, religions, ages, practices, and dialects share the saree as their traditional attire. Centuries of colonization and Western influence did not change the…

16 May, 2019

Me lembro bem de ouvir alguém dizer que pra sobreviver a um ano sabático eu tinha que me acostumar a não fazer muita coisa. Abraçar o vazio das muitas horam que habitam numa terça-feira à tarde. Bem, antes que eu pudesse aprender a administrar a…

12 February, 2019

[português no final] I remember being told that to be on a gap year you had to get used to not doing much. To embrace the void in the hours that can fit in a single Tuesday afternoon. Well, before I could learn how to…

12 February, 2019

(wrote this as I was boarding to California for the Global Launch, but didn’t have connection to post)  As I'm in one more airport, ready to fly, waiting for another connecting flight that will take me to the next chapter of the never-ending adventure my life…

10 September, 2018