The 19, how can I not remember India. I celebrated my birthday in Ubatuba, but how was India not part of me? How Buddhism and Taoism will not be part of my soul.

Even more so when he reminded me how my teachers Marcelo and Rafaela were part of the defense of the protection of indigenous peoples in Brazil. And my friend Sho, who I introduced and his family come from India, and they both lived in India.Or Paulo, who I met because of my grandmother. And, of course, India was part of his life. I even wonder how it could be non-person if you stayed more than a month in India.

I even remember writing “This reminded me that I planned to leave Delhi as soon as I arrived. Every part of my body was present within hours. My soul ached with a pain probably as old as the Vedic texts. I wanted to escape, go to Thailand and float in the comfort of the Mekong. India has not left me. India is like that she talks to you, she screams, she pushes you and squeezes you and you better listen quickly to what she’s saying. By the way, you better understand that she will turn you inside out and it’s up to you to heal your own wounds.”How could I not have remembered.

November 19th is my birthday. I always remember Asia. Asia reminded us that we have to learn and be present, with a five year plan. It reminded me of traveling alone and always made me present. And be people’s lives.

But nowadays, I feel like this. I met Lamas around the world, and I even had the good fortune to meet a Lama from Nepal, in Ubatuba.

Perhaps what struck me the most is that presence is not physical, it’s how our souls meet spirit and it’s not material. Tears flowed when Thalita meditated from Tharam Sala on the 19th and didn’t even know it was my birthday this year.

But the first time I was in ), Dharamsala) in India, I took a class with Karmapa and Dalai Lama. And I didn’t plan this. It was the first time I met Denise, and she got me interested in Buddhism.

Or that I met her years ago.
I myself are in so many languages ​​and in so many countries that it’s hard to explain. I’m even grateful I’m in a coma to have time to observe. I’m even friends with Anna Paula, I’ve even never met her and we meditate every week.

And life is so funny that when André came to Thailand to celebrate his birthday, he liked it so much, he found it very similar to Ubatuba. The fact is, we have to realize that we had to be present. Sometimes we think it’s a place where it’s above our mind. Sometimes we have to realize that maybe we have to find the people who are on the same path.

So on my birthday I asked people to talk, it touched me when my mother-in-law said that we didn’t get close, by chance. That people get close to people like ourselves. As if it were a spiritual thing.

on my birthday, I asked everyone to talk about their life, what inspires their spiritual life.

It’s hard to be present, but we all have freedom of our mind. Last night I went to bed early and woke up with a Thunder. It was so hard and I was a little scared. I was never afraid to travel the world alone. But all I fear is my brain. I admired the power of nature, where I asked for the protection of the sky of nature and the only thing I could do was meditate and come to my mind.

So even broke, older, India is like that she talks to you, she screams, she pushes you and squeezes you and you better listen quickly to what she is saying. By the way, you better understand that she will turn you inside out and it’s up to you to heal your own wounds.

Love Jules