Ghost from the past

Today a ghost from the past invaded my dreams.
I don’t know where it came from, why it appeared now, and I woke up with the nightmare feeling, you know?
Actually, TWO ghosts from the past, but one of them, just the voice. I heard the. Voice and woke up, startled.

Firenze – Ponte Vecchio

Can one teach what one does not know?

I have seen people try.

More than that, I have seen people teaching what they do not do. It is easy in theory, but not so easy when yoy have to live what you say.

Hence the “do what I say, do not do what I do” phrase.

What is the origin of this difficulty? Why cant we live as we profess? I like to believe that this is not hypocrisy, but good intentions.

I want to believe that people want to do what they say is right, but fail to do so in the everyday life, and not that they speak of what they don’t believe.

You?

Treinando

Practice leads to perfection. That’s what I am told.

If I need practice, that’s what I will do. Write, write, write.

And read. And study.

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Separei as postagem sobre viagem aqui: Diários de Viagem

That is where I will post in Portuguese and about my last trip to Europe. I will keep this one in English.

À Roma

Hoje cheguei em Roma.

É inacreditável. No caminho de Fiumicino para o apartamento que alugamos, demos de cara com as Termas de Caracala, e depois com o Coliseu, assim, de repente, aquelas estruturas imponentes, históricas e impressionantes, aparecem, existem, pertencem.

Emociona.

E só cheguei. Ainda tenho muitas emoções a viver…

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