Nothing is valued at the moment and nothing is known I went back to meditating.

And according to Dr Rodrigo I saw the result of my new exam. And he told me that there is no new lesion in my brain, you can’t even imagine my happiness.

Like I said, all takedowns have an edge. I hallucinated a lot and the thoughts were the same. In the first Coma I always thought negative, and I thought that people wanted to poison me. In the second I heard voices. And then a voice inside my head turned from outside and walked away from me. I went back to meditating. I forgot. And I was lucky when I spoke to a Tibetan lama and asked what it was. This happened last year. I wondered if it was a spiritual enemy thing and he told me it must be an injury to my brain, that I should meditate. I confess that, for a change, I was disappointed and expected something better. And that had a resolution

Dr Rodrigo told me that he must
Injury related to a part of the brain.

This touched me, after all he thought like Lama GyaLtseng, that it was an injury. Buddhism always respects science.

I told you about me meditating, and that I realize that when I hallucinate it seems to have something to do with when I get nervous and hallucinate and that I meditate it lessens.

I came back my way. In addition to asking for help from nature, I ask to be connected by the energy of my friends.

I ask for contact with my friends that I met by chance and who are on this path.

Then came Sho, the Denise I met in the Dalai Lama’s class, and she introduced me to the lamas in Tibet. Then I met Isabel and when I lived in Peru I went to a lama’s class and she lives in Peru, but she is from Chile.

But this year, I met Lúcia in a Drinkung class in Ubatuba. And the Lama lives in Chile and is from Nepal.

During this contact, I met her meditating with Thalita. And me meditating in front of the sea, and Helena I met and she filmed it and then when I woke up she asked me if I could. She has been days and sent me.

I was so moved, I could see the people who are still in my mind, in my meditation.

In our conversations about so many things. And I felt like we are friends. Nothing is wrong with people who are on the same path. Just like the people who help us and don't even know it. So my friends, I just wanted to give my gratitude. So my friends, meditation is the best gift. We've all done it, even for a few seconds.

With love, Jules

Life is ironic. And we have to deal with ourself , my friend told me. I always liked to keep watch and in fact, I didn’t even know why I was alive. But now I am present.

Today I saw a message that I wrote la from Asia and said 12 years ago.

“You know when you grow up and people teach you to get tired of strangers? Your first hears it from the parents, then you learn it in political speeches, then the scientists will give you how two evolutionary would have selected the group… things. I try my best to go to the homes of groups we hear are so different from us. Every time you go, over and over, over and over, if you show your best self to be respectable… People know. You obviously always make mistakes and rules to break you obviously because you’re not socialized in that system, but as people are always felt generously when you’re trying and always more generous I’m being weird for those transgressions than for your own. Of course, we are in these situations like children who don’t know. I’ve never felt more than now that strangers are like the kindest people there are. I feel it’s not just about assigning responsibilities. What I mean is this: in many places like things that cannot be responsible for what they do not know about. That’s certainly true, but somehow I feel like we’re kinder to strangers because it’s so easy to be. It is not easy to identify to them a more secret meaning or motivation for a particular action. In fact, I think it’s the people who are close, the ones who let into our deepest, darkest places, who are the most dangerous of all. These hurt you like nothing else. But nevertheless, we must always open up, otherwise what kind of life would we live? “

I think it’s amazing that I’m like this. I miss words, languages ​​as they say my brain exists. But when I read today , and this message also I said ? But in way I am still the same. I still believe in the unknown. I believe that freedom can allow us to be free. Those were close they have their perception of how we are.”Years ago I was rescued by a sweet stranger guy and was a friend of a friend I had met in

This was from a new friend those days, who did more than I could ever ask form. This stranger took me to a doctor, helped me with bureaucratic situations, gave me food and shelter when I needed it most. This stranger gave me the feeling of being at home with mother, brother and sister, dog and cat. And when this stranger finally let go of me as if all this weren’t enough, he gave me a small gift

“It’s no big deal. But it has meaning.”

I open my hands and see a small anchor. I smile.

“You can go on and when you need you can use an anchor. You will find many anchors on your way. I am one for you.”
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It made me smile. Me and tell him. I’ve lived in so many countries and languages ​​and friends but I don’t remember my friend’s name.

But when I read , what I had said comes in my mind is deep. All the memories, is in our mind and not the brain.

I never have any animal, always thought it was to take away the freedom of the animal. But then came in our house Dao came here in January here.

Since I live in Thailand, and I my friend saw the picture , he told me she was Siamese

Dao does not have a anchor , but she makes me be present. It is even more Ironic because I never want to be in prison a person or an animal. I love birds because they go away .
I did all kinds of Yoga, Tai Chi chuang, Ballet and I aways run away.

But my responsible of companion on yoga and meditate.
I am always about freedom but it is Dao who put me in prison. She wakes me up and then I go back to yoga I mix
with the way she makes her movements I eat when she is going to eat.

Even funny that she comes to my house and she meditate with me. She does not like other cata, nor kill birds. Sometimes I think she would Budhist temples in Thailand. Doe she feals alone with the same? Is it the nature? I guess my friend

Dao is my companion to meditate and she even observe the birds. I’m trying to teach her to eat something differently and kill a bird🙂

But I guess that Dao makes me be more present , she bites on me, my brain was destroy but I say the same
These hurt you like nothing else. But nevertheless, we must always open up, otherwise what kind of life would we live?

But it is our mind that is our anchor. And the way is our meditation.

Love, Jules

I was in the kitchen, which is a place I didn’t know. I stayed there for so long.

No cooking, but I know how to talk and learn, I always knew. But the truth is, we don’t even realize the value. Just by cleaning in the kitchen I learned old lessons. But while I was cleaning I got a message from Rafaela. It was a long message but it touched me a lot.

I had sent a question from the Indigenous people, and she responded.

Rafaela is a psychologist, and an anthropologist, she had even seen her as a psychologist in the Amazon.

Marcelo was in Brazil, but Rafaela had gone with the indigenous people, and he went to look for them
in the airport.
Indigenous people have never been to big cities, imagine taking a flight and going to another country. They came to a meeting to pray for the indigenous people and for the world. Rafa was the translator.

In June I met the Kuikuru Indigenous people, and they are from the Xingu region. I know why, she is Marcelo’s wife. He was my teacher and we’ve known each other for years. Marcelo celebrated his birthday in Ubatuba.

I was lucky enough to meet the Kuikuru, but I didn’t have to talk, but to be close. I met 3, they were parents and their son. I am the son who spoke Portuguese.

I don’t question Rafa, but everyone and how Traditions, and translations always change

I reflect on the translation that I always reflect on, we don’t even know what the other meant, and even in the same language.

But as I was in the kitchen and I heard a message that reminded me of Lama Lobsang.

So I was in the kitchen and I was taking classes as Lama Losang, and I was a Lama from Tibet. He said that the kitchen was a place for a psychologist with himself.

Rafa had told me that the indigenous people were shamans. They were meetings of various indigenous peoples of the world.

The shamans who also assisted people with severe trauma. With trauma from wars, rape, trafficking in women, drugs, etc.

She touched me that in addition to the prayer, it was “We must forget our past. Making a new life, knowing in the present.”

That reminded me, when he invited me to go and I was desperate and I was talking, crying and Lama Lobsang said “Let’s sew and he told me to cook

It took hours of cooking, mantra, eating and I had forgotten about my despair. Psalms for a room, Lama Lobsang speaks a word and despair came.

“One word and back to despair. You should even be grateful, because you can do everything. And every time you attack your mind of what once was. You have to be at peace with yourself.”

At the time I thought it made no sense.

We have to get out of our prison of ourselves.

1 Word puts agent in the prison of ourselves.