Dream….

In the mist that fell like tears she stood alone, wrapped in a cloak of shadows and silence, songs like sobbing sounding in her ears, songs like longing, songs like leaving, songs like loss.
In the mist that fell like tears she wept alone, and felt his arms caress her in raindrops, felt his lips grace her neck with the dew, heard her name in his whisper on the wind.
In her cloak of shadows and silence she wept, alone in the tears, alone with the apparition of a dream she could not name.
Under the streetlights the stars paled and the streets shone in silver, slipping softly into secrets and whispers and sorrows she could not see.
In the darkness the raindrops were diamonds streaking down, glowing midnight stars, dreams dying in little splashes as they slaughtered themselves on the pavement.
So many dreams, so many dying, so many dead….
So many things that weren’t and should have been.
She stood there alone in her cloak of shadows and silent sorrow, the sound of sobbing singing in the rain.
In the mist that fell like tears she felt his hand, a breeze unknown caress her cheek, his eyes a watery moonbeam on her skin, his laughter so unexpected gurgle in a curbside drain. He was everywhere in this night of silver and shadows, he who had no right to fill the darkness so. In its silence she heard his songs: songs of light, songs of love, songs of longing. Songs she had never thought to hear.
In the raindrops that fell like tears, she heard his songs in the shadows, and in her silence knew their words.

….Weird is the way we see things when love is in the heart.That was supposed to be simply a description of a dream. I dont know what it sounds like anymore…

In my place….My new place….

I haven´t posted pics of my new place yet… There are some more to come, but I just managed to scan these so far.

This first one is my bedroom. On on my bed there´s Arthur( my violin ) !!!

This is part of my living room, still not well furnished not painted yet. There´s the corridor, there are 2 bedrooms and at the end of it it´s the bathroom.

This is a pic of the avenue behind my condominium. There´s a subway station (on the right) and my building is this one on the left. Very practical, convenient and nice place. Also, this avenue is full of pubs and restaurants…

This is the view I have from my living room window. Not the bst pic as it was a cloudy day. I´ll try to scan and post a better one later. But hope tou are able to have an idea of it

Next one was taken from my bedroom window. Sunny morning….see the subway??

See ya!

Added Later: For those who might ask, I live in São Paulo. This district is Parada Inglesa, In the north part of it

Easter Message

Greetings to everyone observing Easter this year. During this joyful season of new life and renewal, Christians around the world celebrate the central event of their faith — the Resurrection of Jesus Christ, whom Christians believe is the Messiah, the Son of God.

The life and teachings of Jesus has inspired people throughout the ages to strive for a better world and a more meaningful life. Jesus’ death stands out in history as the perfect example of unconditional love.

The four Gospels of the Christian Bible recount Jesus’ amazing life, his miraculous death, resurrection and ascension, and his unending offer of salvation to all. The story of Jesus wondrous resurrection comes alive again for Christians each year at Easter.Easter Sunday commemorates in song and celebration the joy and promise of Christ’s triumph over evil and death.

May Easter be for us, not just a happy annual holiday which is soon past, nor a short religious digression, but the renewal of a firm commitment to our Faith which will be evident to others as they observe our way of life. If we walk in the light of the Resurrection, Easter will renew and refresh us. Even if we have known it only as the retelling of an old story, let us have the courage this year to bow in faith to the Master who died—who suffered an ignominious death for us—and has given us life. This Easter can be the beginning of a new life as well as of a new day.  

For all its personal import, Easter is not a feast for individuals alone. It is experienced in the company of the Church and in the communion that binds us to each other in the Eucharistic Body and Blood.

Have a Nice Holiday

Love is a decision, not a feeling

It is true. I have been thinking about it and recently stumbled upon a discussion online
among believers that love really is a decision, not a feeling. I truthfully can’t deny the fact
that feeling is present, but it is very dangerous to just associate “love” with feelings alone.
In addition, 1 Corinthians 13 – the famous bible passage about love, does not associate
love with state of feelings at all. But it’s a decision, it’s an action. That is what I have recently chosen. To love and be loved.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude,
it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not
delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes,
always perseveres.

Love is definitely a choice and a decision that you have to make. Love can’t be based on
feelings cause feelings come and go and feelings fade. At the end of the day, you have to
CHOOSE to love that person. Love is a sacrifice in all ways and it will take ALL of you to carry
out that sacrifice to make it a commitment.

<thanks Sada, for this link….