Resumption

I've been absent for a long time. Absent from friends, family, absent from me. Livelihood has become a burden and my only concern. But life gives signs. It is kind like there's really something previously mapped for us, and we are just following that script. But so, we want to be stronger than it, we want to be in control. And I no longer know how useful this swimming against the flow is.

Many spiritual approaches defend the importance of acceptance. It's really meaningful. It's about adaptation, it's about fluidity, it's about synchrony and faith, above all, faith. I feel like in the last few months, since I arrived in Brazil, I have gone against it all. And I am running in circles.

This week something has changed. Like the representation of the tarot's arcane "The Hanged man", an enlightenment hit me. Not that mystical or sacred enlightenment, but that costly enlightenment that only hit those who have given everything they could give, and tried everything they could try.

"The right path is only accessible because the wrong one is closed". That phrase has always permeated my life. Today, it hits me like a lightning. And I begin to understand. And I begin to accept. And from that moment on, great peace goes through me.

Life is trial and error. We will only discover something if we try it. Above all, nothing is more difficult than to insist on a path that does not belong to us.

More than ever I know that what belongs to us will come to us. If we let it.

And so, I start to say goodbye to Curitiba and Brazil.