na tempestade

21 nov 2012

hoje 21/nov/2012, 7.35 da manha. entrada do avenus campus. foto do celular.

os dias por aqui tem sido frios, com pouca ou nenhuma luz do sol. dias curtos e noites longas. ontem e hoje especialmente amanheceram chovendo. hoje a chuva estava mais forte ainda.
eu acho esses dias misteriosos, lindos, e romanticos. adoro a chuva que cai por aqui, porque ela eh mansa. mas aas vezes o vento que vem junto eh forte e quebrador de guarda-chuva e molha a gente muito mais, alem de fazer mais frio. ai fica um pouco dificil, mas nao chega a estragar meu deleite.

ontem, 20/nov/2012, 7.25 da manha. de dentro do carro. foto do celular.

ontem tambem fiquei fascinada com as luzes da noite se misturando ao dia, que chegava insistente na manha molhada e escura, enfrentando chuva e vento. tive a sensacao de ver um dia valente se posicionando para atravessar a tempestade inospita. a tempestade que esta ali fora nas ruas e tambem aqui dentro de alguns de nos, no carro ou nao.

o mar, o vento, a areia, a agua: alegria e descoberta

11 june 2012

primeira viagem para a praia

o Arthur, menino mais lindo do mundo, fez sua primeira viagem para a praia nesse ultimo final de semana, que foi longo pelo feriado de Corpus Christi no Brasil. relatorios e fotos e filminhos rapidos dao conta do encantamento dele com a agua da chuva, a areia da praia, o vento lindo soprando e fazendo-o sorrir e querer sentir sua brisa. e o mar, tao imenso, sera do tamanho dos sonhos que somos capazes de sonhar?

to muito feliz por voce ter a capacidade de descobrir e se encantar com a natureza, tao livre e tao libertadora, meu arthur lindo da dinda, que te ama tanto tanto. vamos ter oportunidade de curtir o mar juntos, se Deus quiser.

os ventos da paz

19 aug 2010

sorting out life at the unilink bus

my very dear maroquilda,

this is just a note to say many thank yous to you for bringing me the winds of peace, discipline, and a proper management of the situations that pose challenging in my life.

it was magic to once again hear your voice on the phone asking and saying things like: 'por que, fia?', 'pense assim, nao, kalina', 'olha, nao eh assim nao'. all these words, in your smooth voice in the right moment, so truly and softly put me back in the right track, you know that, right? i love you, nene. i've already said it once, but here it goes again: your voice and words bring me the sounds of my heart.

yours,

maroca

‘every day is a winding road’

30 nov 2009

We had a particularly tough morning today because the wind was very strong. The rain was no big deal, but insistent. It was a very cold morning, of four degrees only. I walked to Highfield, bought myself a cup of coffee and went to the law building to work. My umbrella was falling apart in harmony with the wind, which blows everything away.

I finished work and stopped by the uni shop to buy blank dvds and an umbrella, now a navy blue one. It was freezing cold and windy outside. I got some money from the cash point by the uni shop and this girl in the queue was shivering of cold. I had no choice but to enter susu building to equip myself: put on scarf, hat, and gloves, this big operation to face the not so unpredictable British weather: yes, it is not going to be so nice, at least not for long.

Well, i ended up getting late for a meeting with Jo. She was going to talk to me about the writing teaching that we do here in the programme. We ended up meeting later on, after 12 o’clock, as I had some ‘emergencies’: I needed to call Dorothy and we talked for a while.

Here is another emergency: I was walking towards my office (after the phone call) when Mariko approached me with such a sad face. It was to tell me that George Blue, our very nice and friendly George Blue, died this past Friday. He had been operated on a few weeks before and, as far as I knew, was recovering really well. According to Rob, it was a triple bypass heart surgery. He was my friend Buk’s supervisor. Buk had told me he was recovering ok, doing short walks, and Buk even visited him in his house one or two weeks ago. I knew he was seeing his students and talking for no longer than a half hour, but that he would be able to be back to work in January in full capacity. Well, the man passed away, apparently while sleeping, but I have no details.

And there I stayed in the corridor, talking with Mariko for a long time, we both in shock for such a sad end for our Blue. She had watery eyes, I could see it. It was interesting, because she insisted in being there with me for this long while in the corridor, as if she needed it, to talk, to share, to express sadness, and maybe – maybe – to understand all this. Mariko invited me to come down to the canteen at 12.30 to have lunch with her and Rob.

ain't no sunshine when it rains

25 nov 2009

and the bad times?
and the good times?
and these days in UK with the sun that smiles; then the sun shied away from life by the punctual rain that wants to 'attend class' and keep the tradition; with the wind that sometimes takes you places you don't want to go, but that also takes away undesired feelings. again put on sunglasses, sun is back. not for long, though. rain is back.

and what about the always changeable weather from both the inner side and the surroundings of ourselves?
this is so much about life. i have just been wondering how true to life the weather here really is. i see people everyday complaining about it. it is very common to hear: 'horrible weather', 'horrible day' and . . . ah, another one that we received by email last year, when some activities were canceled due to 'inclement weather'. i find both the word used to name it and the weather itself romantic and inspiring.

it is very interesting indeed what happens here weatherwise, and i think it is a metaphor for life: it rains, then the day gets somber and dark, with a movie scenario of naked trees and the strong wind blowing their leaves elsewhere in search of shelter. then the sun is back, proving nothing lasts forever. sun, darkness, sun, rain, leaves blown away. life, here, there, and everywhere, i suppose.

it is not possible to do 'any' planned action no matter the weather, but we can learn to work around the weather, keeping an eye on how it has an impact upon our lives. it does pose some limitations, but it does open alternative doors as well. ain't it about life?

oh happy day!

1st Nov 2009

oh happy day!!!!

                                             
i was planning to go for my inspiring walk in the Common this morning, but the day came up rainy and windy. i don't mind the rain, i can happily walk through it, the wind is a little problematic. moreover, it was pouring early in the morning, it was not really good to walk in that rain. so, i decided to stay home instead.

i have not even gone to avenue campus yet. i might go later on, but i doubt it. well, i stay home but that doesn't mean i have the whole day free to watch movies and have fun. actually, i am super busy with different materials to read for my research and also materials from the classes i am teaching now. the good thing about staying home is that here i listen to my soft jazz at itunes, from apple. right now listening to Carmen Mcrae. sooo good.