Dear ones,

You know that we don’t even notice that a person enters our life paths.

At the beginning of my first injury to my brain. It was in 2007, and I lived in London. I was 26 years old and had already lived in so many countries, and traveled alone. At that time I went to India.

So, sitting in the Dalai Lama’s class and I didn’t even want to be there. I was already the person who demonstrated my thoughts.

I sat next to 2 women and started learning about Buddhism. And I didn’t even want to learn.

I know I became friends with Denise Robson who felt she should meet Hh Karmapa. And I didn’t even know who she was.

I lost her, lost my mind and my brain. She made me meet Lama Lobsang who gave lectures in London and I never went.

In a way, I see that he has been dead for years and I understand his teachings, even though my brain was more destroyed in the years 2013, 2017, 2020. For me, every time it was related to an emotional thing.

But it was in 2008 that I learned from Lama Lobsang “It’s a gift”

Today, in 2024, I see how we have to have positive thoughts.

So my dears, in our lives we have to accept our existence. When we were left lamenting, it was like diminishing our desire to get better.

Sometimes I didn’t even realize how many people were positive, and I wanted to go to the place of suffering, to debate when people called me that I don’t exist, I’m ignorant, etc.

What you have to see is a gift. When I messed up my brain, it made me erase my arrogance more, and in my ignorance it started to flow along my path of compassion.

Like so many on our path, we have to accept the essence of our soul.

So whoever has a fall, look for beauty. Makes the agent stand still. Sometimes it’s our struggle with nuts, even if we have to love them. This way we can understand our essence, and I am very grateful that they came my way.

When I couldn’t speak, walk, hallucinating was even being present. But such a positive word as one person said “We use few areas of the brain. Try another area.” Or when he said “We all hallucinate what our mind understands what the other hears.” That made me realize I was trying not to even debate, but really wanting to understand, before speaking.
I discovered how many thoughts are automated and we don’t even realize it.

So even though I don’t know the face, the name makes it clear that we are the same. In our internal search. When we begin to accept our mirror, then comes the attempt at compassion in everything. Even with my defects, I look at the beautiful things that are, not at the defect.

Real gratitude, deep and sometimes I don’t even know how to recognize faces, names. But the words of beautiful things.

I loved writing and reading. The day I went to send a message to my friend who lives in Sweden and explain what happened in my brain I asked for help from technology.

Neither a doctor, nor a speech therapist, nor a psychologist. So when I wanted to say about my soul, about my mind, I had to learn to do it slowly.

It hurt me to do it quickly. I even let my mistakes be my existence and I’m not even ashamed. For those who pass by like me, it helps Google translate.

Let it speak and it becomes written. Then listen. Start if that’s what you think. And if you speak another language, you also listen and perhaps turn around and go back until you are sure of what you think.

So, he started writing again, and. reading is harder :).

But it was my friend who made me want to share what was going through my brain. When I found out, I suffered from knowing, then I was happy that I managed to understand, then I wanted to share how we can improve from injuries and not look for the negative.

When I wrote, sometimes mixing languages ​​is on our minds. Here in Brazil, they think I’m a foreigner. I loved it, better than the sick one. And when I discovered that foreigners read my blog I felt enormous gratitude. It’s what makes me more present.

All gratitude with love Jules