Freedom Links (Os Elos Da Liberdade)

Over the weekend I had the opportunity, for the first time in 11 years of America to truly celebrate Martin Luther King’s birthday. To freedom and in freedom, I danced, I loved, I was human, perfectly human. Beyond the physical constraints that one day held my ancestors in slave ships from Congo to deep south of the gold mines in Minas Gerais, Brazil, today I claim my freedom from all things that kept me from loving myself and celebrating my full potential in life. On a weekend of amazing discoveries and adventures, I start my work week with the thought that what “link” us together is stronger that what separate us physically, mentally and spirituality. Dreaming has been my personal principle since at the age of 16, I first read Fernando Pessoa defining Dreaming as a duty. Below is my favorite part of the speech that danced to this pas weekend. Thanks to everyone that helps to keep the dream alive!

“I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.”

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today!” (Martin Luther king)



Love is Freedom (Amor é Liberdade)

My favorite John Lennon song is Love. In it he uses very simple words to define love and in one of them he says that “love is free”. Defining the word love is a very complex job. You can personally see that struggle in how Wikipedia tries to be fair to the word and ends up making it a big salad of meanings. I was once in love with somebody and I realized that the person no longer held their eyes open when we were making love. I knew the other person loved me, but not the way I loved. I wanted to be everyday, partnership, in health and sickness type of love. The other part wanted it to be loving friendship and physical pleasure. At the time, it bothered me to observe it. Later on, I decided to withdraw myself from it to protect my own sanity. This morning i had an interesting insight while napping in the bus some minutes ago. I dreamt making love to him again. But this time, I said: “Open your eyes. Don’t be afraid of reading love in my eyes. Love is not slavery. Love is freedom. Let’s let it set us free and grow beyond this physical moment to where time and space cannot constrain it.”

The photo below was taken yesterday with my sweet pitbull Cuca. Interesting how yesterday’s moment preceded my dream this morning.


Life As a Gift (vida como um presente)

When we arrived back in Brazil last week, the biggest challenge was that my mother would keep the aloha spirit and the treatment progressing well. She has done great so far. Beside the beautiful rain, our garden here in brazil is lush and full of fruits, mangos and grapes. A gift to keep our hawaiian experience alive. This morning, mom showed me that one of the orchids seed we bought in Hawaii just got its first leaf, beautiful and green. Let our people flourish and bloom with nature!




When Miracles Happen (Quando Milagres Acontecem)

scene from film The Budda by David G.

When miracles happen
The coffee is being brewed
The pão de queijo is melting in oven
The first spring rains in Ribeirão de Areia

When miracles happen
I watch Pedro Almodovar
I photograph cuca in the park
I see your face

When miracles happen
Someone is giving good advice
Someone is telling a story
Simone is singing “To Voltando”

When Miracles happen
I close my eyes
I take a deep breath
I get a back scratch