Sho was a special friend, since I met him in New York, in 2001. But we knew each other through the world and through time. And he did, and he thought of the other, and when he left he was waking up. He always did the act of standing up for others, but he always didn’t see his worth.

Sho would go to college at night and I would go to college in the morning, but it was André Akamine who introduced us. We went to an Indian restaurant. And to this day it’s my favorite food. It was around this time in 2001 that I started to learn about the traditions of India.

The last time I traveled to Asia was in 2018. I wanted to introduce my husband to Asia, we were in Laos and we knew that Sho was nearby. He told us that he was going to celebrate his birthday in Vietnam.

In India, I learned that food is the mind that brings us health. Back in India, I started drinking 2 liters of water a day, water and tea. I didn’t even drink coffee in Brazil, but I did in the Middle East, and now I drink coffee🙂. But the last time Sho introduced us to Vietnam, he introduced me to egg coffee.

Since I’d been in Asia for so long, and I had always been told it was dangerous and ugly, from people who probably had never been there, I always knew you’ll never quite know about the beautiful things in the world.

But I’ve already said, normally those who speak ill of Asia, should not go there. I love discovering new countries and areas. And I also know that Sho had lived in several cities, as I have, but which makes us more open to the world than ever. It’s an eye

So we celebrated his birthday and learned a thousand touching and wonderful things. As I learned from the occupation of Vietnam, which was both French and American. But what touched me the most about colonization around the world was learning from the lamas about not going to war. They meditated while being burned.

Also, how do we drink coffee with eggs? A lot of people are disgusted to try it, but it’s tasty and we learned the story.

“First created in Hanoi in 1946, egg coffee is the brainchild of Nguyen Van Giang. In response to the pressures of a milk shortage caused by the French War (also known as the First Indochina War). Giang introduced an egg as a much-needed substitute for milk while working as a bartender at the Sofitel Legend Metropole. I always say the Sofitel Legend Metropole is worth a visit in Asia. But I also said that the first time I went to London. So I went to see Sho, and I was with my friend Pet from Hong Kong. But Sho was working in a bank. So I say the world is like that. And years later I was in London, and Sho was in another country.

But for me to tell you little by little, how I started to learn to travel alone, when we were in Bolivia. But it helped me around the world, I always feel like it’s there. But Sho was the best for his advice. I’ve traveled in Latin America, Africa, Europe, the Middle East and Asia and I love the world.

With love, Jules

I always wanted to write a book, but little by little like a Lotus Flower, and in the middle of a Mandala. And these days on my way I discovered how Lotus is our life.

I learned that it is one of the most important symbols for Buddhism. And my first coma in Thailand in 2013, I almost died and with a lot of brain damage. But even if I had seen it, I didn’t know how much it meant. And actually it wasn’t even the first time I’ve been to Asia. It has help me to understand how I feel.

It wasn’t even the first time I went to Thailand, the first time I volunteered to teach English even with the children once. It wasn’t even the time I worked at an inn. I had dropped out of my PhD at the LSE, and I didn’t even know what I wanted to do and I went to India again. Even more lost and they’ll call me the Mut Mee Inn. In a funny way because I felt more at home.

But when I first went to India, and I already had my first epileptic seizure, I was classified as I was. It happened in Morocco and I went to London and they started seeing me as a patient. And indeed, every year changes what neurologists think. And indeed we know that the mind and the brain are a mystery.

But it was in 2013 that I wrote a book in English, based on my blogs. This book is called Mosaic, which makes me smile because life is ironic.

Funny, it wasn’t even the first time I went to Asia, it was in 2004. For the first time I went to visit the house of a friend from China, and she came here to Ubatuba.

Says my mother, who” in 2007 – woke up in the middle of the night, at a friend’s house in Morocco, feeling a strong shock in her head and noticing involuntary movements in the fingers of one hand. Although scared, she goes back to sleep and, the next day, she can’t even tell if it was real or a dream. On the plane, already back in London, where she was living, she again feels the involuntary movements of the fingers of that hand.”

But I remember that I wanted to keep it a secret, I even stopped talking once and went to the hospital and 2008
I ended up in the hospital in Brazil.
I did a lot of exams, and here comes fear and frustration, and Dr Getulio even suspects Multiple Sclerosis. And that still questioned everything.

Then I went to India, hoping to get to know another culture. I graduated as an Anthropologist, and music.

There I started to admire the culture and I learned about Buddhism without even realizing it. Sometimes I feel that what we are is already inside and nobody has to convince you. Sometimes since 2008

Now that I have my house, I’m even told it looks Asian. I see daily everything that reminds me that I went through the world, and reminds me of those who came. And in a way I feel more for the world. As much as I lived around the world, and all my friends who came here.

I never traveled in the elite, nor could I nor wanted to. But I did couchsurfer and hosted , and friends around the world. That’s how I feel about the world. Sometimes I can’t call it a place, but a flow through the channel.

My first time going to India, I ended up in Dharamshala. There I got more into Buddhism and didn’t even realize it. I was so moved to see Tibetan lamas doing the Mandala and undoing. That made me understand why I was never so attached to some things, but it was in Ubatuba that I got more into Buddhism, I understood.

In a way, it even reminds me of college mates and chouch. They came from Heartburn, America, Latin America, Africa and the Middle East. In other words, the people of the world. .All of them made me learn so many things, but in a way Heartburn is more present.

I was at a party, and when I entered the house with a flag of Tibet, I asked the lady if she was a Buddhist and she said no. I told him that I had been to India and had happened to arrive on the day of the Dalai Lama’s class.

Already, already with the prejudices, I went to send a message to a Buddhist friend and I met her in the Dalai Lama’s class, in India. She introduced me to HH Karmapa, and I didn’t even know who he was. And because of her I met many Lamas.

I wasn’t even looking yet. But it would always appear in my routine. I know that the next day this lady texted me and said “You know you don’t have to go to Asia to see a monk. Here comes a Lama from Nepal.”

Precisely to find out who this Lama from Nepal was. But that year I started to participate more in the Buddhism meetings.

Every week I meditate and learn Buddhism. My new friends Thalita and Ana Paula and who make us lose something, let go of something we don’t even care about, but it’s giving up things that attach us. Just as we have to let go, how to keep the departed.

This year she realized that she was more attached to one thing. It was a cup of tea my friend gave me and passed away. It was my concern to lose what he symbolized to me. But when I broke it, I understood what a Mandala was. It was there that I learned that nothing holds our mind, as long as we want to.

It was from my friend Sho. I met him in New York at an Indian restaurant. He studied at the same college and wrote me a letter and sent me a message on paper. It said he thinks we met a long time ago. At the time I thought it was a silly letter. But Sho’s family is from India.

But Sho became a friend that I met in several countries. And he was home several times, and a few times before he passed away. I ended up in the hospital because things attack me emotionally. A thing of the mind and your spirit is here. My meditation fluctuates with your release.

This touches my soul because it starts to recognize me as I am. This one recognizing me and wanting to share how we fell and were reborn. And I am enormously grateful, as ana paula told me today.
“We have to open new channels” and I hope they come to visit me “Go with the flow, relaxed”.

But with my comas, I feel like the mandala and the flowers and the lotus, I feel that I write in my own way, I make mistakes, but I follow the path.

With love
Jules

Meditation is helping me profoundly to feel better.

I’ve been meditating even in bed when I go to sleep, and even when I wake up. And I even learn from silence, and I see a debate within you. I used to wake up very early, and even before sunrise, and I don’t sleep much, and it turns into a headache.

It even helped me with my anger, contrary to what I think. And even realizing who is angry, and internal pain.

And even when I’m verbally attacked, I always try to fight for the words. I try to let go of the words, we can let go

Our fight is internal, and I’ve always been one to run away from what disagreed with me. And I feel like I’m even dealing with how I’m trying to simply listen to the anger of someone who attacks me. I even feel compassion, because it’s not easy to deal with as we are.

Now I see that the other’s is yours. So, how do I see that I even see my aggressiveness in my words. I try to be quieter, and observe. Even I understand the value of the word of silence, like love and not like listening, and thinking negatively.

But I’m always one of the words, but I try to decolonize my mind. And I learned more from my friend Ruan. I always learn from talking with others.

Yesterday I learned with Ruan, and he is 5 years old. I was sitting in the hammock and he was on the sofa, which was in front. He’s shy. And there were 5 adults and my friend Ruan. I had told him that I’m not an aunt, I’m my friend Jules.

I made a throw-a-throw-me gesture. I thought of joking and looked him in the eye. He had once learned to look with compassion.

He looked at me, surprised at first and then he started to stare more and more with one eye wide open. Then I started to surprise myself. He kept looking me in the eyes and I looked and made the gesture of throwing the pillow.

That was on my mind. He got up and walked over and came back. And I made the same gesture to play, but he got up and went to touch my hand.

I was so surprised and touched. He came back and sat on the sofa. I asked what I was seeing.

He was quiet, and I was thinking and I didn’t even know what to say. I didn’t mean it was a game. He had looked deeply. I said “I traveled the planet, and you”. And he said “I saw you Santa Claus”

That touched me, made me see that silence is profound. What we see is what we want. So I feel the silence, a meditation is compassion.

So I try. Though it has always been about debate, escape, meditation reminds us that silence sets us free. And all compassion.

With love, Jules

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

“It’s as if everything goes back and forth in the sea, but in the pool everything seems to stop. But the sea, it comes and goes. And sometimes it comes in a way that is different.

The profound philosophy came from a six-year-old boy. I was walking along the beach, and talking to people. It was very sunny, and her mother said that the rest of the family was at the inn’s swimming pool. She told me she was from the countryside, she knows the heat, but little of the rain was loving it.

She preferred to go back to the pool, but the boy tried to explain to me why he liked the sea better. It touched me, he didn’t want to keep silent, he didn’t want to talk on the phone, he wanted to see nature.

“He told me that seeing the sea, he saw that everything goes and comes back in different ways.” And he told me amazing things about his creativity, and I encouraged him.

As I have a degree in cognitive anthropology, I am curious to know what I see and this boy’s mind is so different from the children I see here.

I copied Monja Coen, to be the child too. And I’ve volunteered with children in London and Thailand. I always put myself, as if I were a child.

I also wonder why I was so taken by the Internet. And not seeing the circle of life and trapped by the phones.

So these days I’m trying to use the phone less.

I woke up several times and remembering the people I met these days. They made me be there.

As I said, the Lama would have said about the effects of a telephone, and not being present.

I met a nutritionist and she told me I should have a routine.

I know I would have a routine of walking and doing yoga in the morning. And in the afternoon I was walking and I saw two women who were taking pictures. Thus began our conversation.

The conversation talked through the photo, to Buddhism, spiritualism and gratitude for nature. It turned into a walk and a friendship began.

He walked the walk, the conversation, the stories and even watching the sea.

The young philosopher is right

“ It’s as if everything goes back and forth in the sea, but in the pool everything seems to stop. But the sea, it comes and goes. And sometimes it comes in a way that is different.”

Our friends come and go. They appear in a different way. And the new ones that have arrived and aren’t in the prison of a phone, remind us of who we are. The best is our journey.

And this little philosopher also told me that he saw these in the games, and the shells don’t even come.

Yeah, I’m glad I went down and got a philosophy professor, and he reminded me that nature makes us see life.

But this little philosopher said to me “That’s cool Jules, I didn’t even bring a phone. “”

Gratitude

Sunday I learned something valuable from Lama Khenchet Rinpoche, and he told me how sometimes we claim, to see reality we see reality through the internet.

Even though he was a Buddhist lama and his class was in English. It’s not language. But inside me it makes more sense because I’ve lived in many countries.

When the Lama said it, it sounds like we are hallucinating and need to wake up.

At this point we try to see the reality of the Internet. And almost always we need to see what another lives.

When I asked him I sometimes think I’m hallucinating after my second coma.

The Lama said to me “How do you think it’s a hallucination? “

“I said I understand, but it bothers me”

And he told me it helped a lot

“So you are waking up from what is reality”

It made me start to value wanting to be woken up.

So I started taking out the phone when I woke up. I even meditated in my bed, I started to observe my body, my mind and when I woke up I took out my phone and André’s.

We wake up to reality and to where we are.

I know that the reality of so many countries around the world is trapped by the information we are. And in a way we are stuck to the world and the information of the internet and what is outside of our reality that we have built.

So I realize that all the realities of my friends are from countries, from indifference to their Perception of politics. All my friends don’t want to kill anyone. I start to wake up I hope people wake up from reality.

Andrey still lives in Sweden and his family lives in Russia so I know he needs to calm down like me. Just like I know my friends in Asia always understand me
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But maybe I was lucky enough to meet new friends. Those can understand. These make me wake up. And through the internet I can keep in touch with my friends and they’re not even close. But their minds are close.

Everything the Lama did made me even more grateful to everyone.

With love,

These days I heard a very beautiful story. And it reminds me of many things in my life.

Yesterday I was at the meeting on Buddhism and action to others. But it made me think that it’s not about giving money it’s about compassion.

It reminded me of my friend telling me that we all have an inner loneliness. And he practiced putting a hug to strangers

When I traveled alone, I always say that we who travel like this are never alone. Sometimes when we were together with each other maybe we are more alone.

So I made a lot of friends that when we met, we hugged each other to say goodbye to our loved ones who went alone. We never had the loneliness.

Yesterday, I was told a story about a person who was on the street and asked for money. The person on the street lived on the street, and the boy tried to give. But he looked in his bag, but he didn’t have it. But he could give a hug.

The person was so emotional, living on the streets and for years didn’t know that their value was much greater than money.

It touched me and reminded me that my friend lives in London and was doing the hug campaign.

I remember I never thought it would make sense in England. I know a gentleman from Amsterdam and he lives in Asia and he always hugs.

But me in Solitude reminded me that in London we were able to see young people, young and old, and that they wanted the hug from my friend and the hug campaign. Sometimes they laughed, sometimes they cried and talked.

Those of the hug were right, that the hug is worth more than the money.

A hug,

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

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