I want to share how my friend is a Vipassana Volunteer. And he showed me and moved me. There is even vipassana for children.

My first Vipassana was in England. I had denied it many times, and I wrote and was afraid, lazy, etc. And one day I was in Turkey, and a boy on the train and he spoke to me, and in English. He told me he’s from Greece, he said “I don’t know why I think you should do Vipassana”. Amazing because I had just denied it, applied again, and went. So I recommend it to everyone who feels. And if you have a child , have a look.

I want to share how my friend told me now. He is a Vipassana Volunteer, for many years. And he to showed me and moved me. There is even vipassana for children.

Below is Vipassana uk link to childrens section including some videos etc https://uk.dhamma.org/children-young-people/

Loads, and peace for all,

Love, Jules

I want to share how my friend is a Vipassana Volunteer. And he showed me and moved me. There is even vipassana for children.

My first Vipassana was in England. I had denied it many times, and I wrote and was afraid, lazy, etc. And one day I was in Turkey, and a boy on the train and he spoke to me, and in English. He told me he’s from Greece, he said “I don’t know why I think you should do Vipassana”. Amazing because I had just denied it, applied again, and went. So I recommend it to everyone who feels. And if you have a child , have a look.

I want to share how my friend told me now. He is a Vipassana Volunteer, for many years. And he to showed me and moved me. There is even vipassana for children.

Below is Vipassana uk link to childrens section including some videos etc https://uk.dhamma.org/children-young-people/

Loads, and peace for all,

Love, Jules

Facing the sea is the house that grandma gave me, without telling me, and now it has Buddha in front and Dao.

Since I was little I learned from my grandmother “What you give is no longer yours”. It was because many people still want to control as their own.

Well, my grandmother Lucia was Catholic and my house is changing as she should have imagined.

She is slowly becoming Asian. As soon as she arrived at Dao she is a beautiful cat. Which are the same ones she saw in Burma and Thailand.

And all I went through in Asia was more meditating and doing yoga and suddenly I found Buddhists. Fortunately in Dharamshala I met and took classes with the Dalai Lama and Karmapa.

The Dalai Lama’s first word was “Don’t be Buddhist, respect all religions, respect what’s inside you”

So I started to admire Buddhism and meet so many lamas, and that made me find a way. And so I find great friends who aren’t even close.

And I would look for the right place. And never knew. I would go from every region of the world that I lived and I would always take off and feel trapped
And Buddhism has always stood in my way.

Yesterday I was listening to Lama Dorje and it really touched me. I met him in June, but since those days I have meditated more and my hallucinations have disappeared.

It touched me when a person submitted their question. “Lama, what is the level of compassion? If I already help my brother, if he has no home, and he is very drunk, etc. What do I do? Lam said, “First you did well to help him, don’t judge him. Doing so will help make you more drunk.”

Even he reminded me that I had learned that we should never judge a cat that has done something wrong, because that stimulates the cat’s mind. When we play, always encouraging us to do the same. They can't even speak, but the mind works like a cat. One Lama said that a friend said that we are never alone.

I heard something like that, but I also remembered that a Tibetan once told me “Now if we always want to think that we are alone we are alone in a negative thing. But in fact we are never alone, but we need to free ourselves from ourselves.
As long as we are at peace with ourselves, then we have the path of compassion.” So my house my grandmother gave me and it turned Asian. Buddhas inside and out. And grandma is still inside me, and so many friends. And like the Tibetan lamas, it makes me think of Tara that she is the mother of all Buddhas.

Gratitude to my mother and for her who is even more of my house Tara. And of course I know that everything is impermanent like the sea, and my home is becoming my home, but I know it’s a mandala, like us. Just as the place is our mind.

With love,
Jules

You know I’m explosive, and I always have been. But I’ve been trying to be calm. I’ve even thought about the people I know. And who stayed close to my life.

My dad said it’s because we’re Spain and Italy type. My grandmother Jandira played on several instruments and had her blast. It’s true, but I’ve always been on the run. Or stronger since I got out of it which I disagree with. I was greatly influenced by many teachers and friends from all regions of the world.

But, my mother, my brother, my grandmother Lúcia, my husband André, my first husband Haiko, and several friends are already on the side of the calmer ones. And they’re also from all over the world.

Explosives that talk a lot, that calm people already know how to listen better than we do. And the quiet ones always prefer their inner stuff

Now when I train to stay calm, I sometimes see the explosion of the calm ones and I’m even happy. But it’s hard when they attack us from the inside. And I end up attacking back. So I had thought a lot about cognition.

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I always talked a lot with my friend Andrey, and he is from Russia and we were doing a PhD at LSE. I remember we talked a lot about cognition.

I know that my beloved teachers Maurice Bloch and Rita Astuti influenced me to question. How do I know that Professor Mustapha took the Decolonize the Mind class.

These days I was calm, as I was training to meditate and keep my mind calm. But one day I went to spend a day of conversations and it was strong. My mind was calm, but a calm person, he would get angry. That’s when I went to record the funny stories, when the person next to him got desperate.

He asked me to delete it, I declined. And it wasn’t even about him in the end. And I wanted not to forget. Well he snatched it out of my hand.

I got angry inside me. I left and when I went to sleep and even got up I went out to write. After all, in the same place I made calm criticisms and couldn’t even sleep.

I started figuring out the laws, then I focused on all the conversations. And he had told me about his psychologist.

Well, at 3 am I wanted to make a review. So I wanted to say that the psychologist, and it was old for many years. I remembered the criticisms I had on my PhD and cognition. It was wonderful and I went to find articles on cognitive psychology and cognitive science. But the past stays in our body.

The next day I had chest pain, cold sore and when I went to see that in addition to that it comes from immunity and emotional. And it’s been days because my body has turned into pain.

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But today, when I meditated, there was silence. In it, I felt something that came to my mind. It was clear. I learned that in the silent and the pain is all within. And I say explosive knots, it’s easier than calm. Even harder is that explosive nodes don’t see how calm ones don’t forget. But in that inner silence I want to be. It is the place of Peace.

With love,
Jules

Sabe que sou explosiva, e sempre fui. Mas eu tenho tentado ser calma. Eu tenho até pensado nas pessoas que conheço. E que ficaram perto da minha vida.

Meu pai disse que é porque somos do tipo Espanha e Itália. Minha avó Jandira tocou em vários instrumentos e teve sua explosão. É verdade , mas sempre fui da fuga. Ou mais forte já que saí-o do que discordo. Fui muito influenciada por muitos professores , e amigos de todas as regiões do mundo.

Mas , minha mãe, meu irmão, minha avó Lúcia, meu marido André, meu primeiro marido Haiko, e vários amigos já estão do lado dos mais calmos. E eles também são de varias razoes do mundo.

Explosivos que falam muito , que já os calmos já sabem ouvir melhor do que nós. E os quietos sempre preferem suas coisas internas

Agora quando eu treino pra ficar calma, eu às vezes vejo a explosão dos calmos e fico até feliz. Mas é difícil quando eles nos atacam por dentro. E acabo atacando de volta. Então tinha pensado muito sobre a cognição.

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Sempre conversei muito con meu amigo Andrey, e ele é da Rússia e estávamos fazendo doutorado na LSE. Lembro que falávamos muito sobre a cognição.

Sei que meus am professores Maurice Bloch e Rita Astuti me influenciaram a questionar. Como sei que Professor Mustapha fez a aula de Descolonizar a mente.

Esses dias eu estava tranquila, pois estava treinando para meditar e manter a mente calma. Mas um dia fui passar um dia de conversas e foi forte. A minha mente estava calma, mas uma pessoa calma, ele ficava bravo. Foi quando fui gravar as histórias engraçadas, quando a pessoa ao lado dele ficou desesperado.

Ele me pediu deletar, eu neguei. E nem era sobre ele no final . E eu queria não esquecer. Bom ele arrancou e da minha mão.

Eu fiquei revoltada dentro de mim. Fui embora e quando fui dormir e até levantei sai para escrever. Afinal mesmo lugar eu fiz criticas calmas e nem consegui dormir.

Comecei a descobrir as leis, depois fui focar em todas as conversas . E ele tinha me dito de seu psicólogo.

Bom, as 3 da manhã queria fazer uma crítica. Então queria dizer que a psicóloga, e era antigas há muitos anos. Lembrei das críticas que eu tinha no meu doutorado e a cognição. Foi maravilhoso e fui achar artigos sobre psicologia cognitiva e ciência cognitiva. Mas o passado fica no nosso corpo.

No dia seguinte fiquei con dor no peito , afta e quando fui ver que além de que vem da imunidade e emocional. E faz dias porque o meu corpo tornou em dor.

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Mas hoje, quando meditei, houve um silêncio. Nele, senti algo que me veio à mente. Foi claro. Eu aprendi que no silencioso e a que a dor , é tudo dentro. E digo nós explosivos, é mais fácil do que calmo. Ainda mais duro é que nós explosivos não enxergam como os calmos não esquecem. Mas nesse silêncio interno é que eu quero estar . É o lugar da Paz .

Com amor,
Ju