Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts

Wednesday, 9 April 2014

I express my gratitude......

The ones who know me for a longer time also know that in this day I always try to write something, no matter how I feel.
Because today is a very important day for me. It’s the anniversary of one of my turning points and for all the reasons I must be grateful.

Just knowing that Spirituality’s good can come from life's bad is one of the most liberating concepts in the entire Universe.
After that I learned that Spirituality didn't require me to strictly follow the rules of a particular "religion" acting out all sorts of rituals and traditional religious rites of passage... sure those things are wonderful, when they have meaning to the individual acting them out... but what Spirituality really wanted from me was a "Relationship"... wanted ME, what was in MY heart! Wanted to change me from the inside out, create within me the ability to grow into a better person…

“Do not worry about what the world wants of you. Worry about what makes you come alive because what the world needs is people who are more alive.”

~ Lawrence LeShan

Namasté!

Wednesday, 29 January 2014

Sunday, 6 January 2013

holidays are over...and I'm back home....

I hope all my dear readers and blogging friends had a wonderful Holiday Season.

I know I had. As you know I spent Christmas and New Year with my lovely family in Toronto to whom I thank for the special moments and all the love shared.
For much we wanted it will never end, life is the way it is and now it's time to go back to work and to our ordinary days.

As much as I expect this start of the year will be very demanding and time consuming for me at work. However I will do my best to stay in touch with you all whenever I can.

All the best to you!

Namasté!

Tuesday, 12 June 2012

printed wide (almost pallazo) pants......


If these pants could talk I bet they had a lot to tell….. lol

These pants were handmade by my Mom many years ago and I’ve kept them as a souvenir.
With this year's trend of printed skinny or wide pants I remembered them and I think they ended doing its job and I felt interesting dressed.

The print is tiny pink flowers with a red eye and some green leaves and the fabric is some kind of satin. I tried to make a detail of it but it didn’t work well.

So are you ready to embrace this trend?

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 Print pants detail






shoes - Promod
pants - handmade
t-shirt - Vero Moda
blazer - La Redoute
necklace - H&M (Toronto)
bag - Parfois
cat eyes sunnies - Mango   

Sunday, 6 May 2012

happy Mother's Day....

Today here we celebrate Mother's Day, so I want to wish all the Mothers and Grandmothers too a Happy Day!!!!


It's the third Mother's Day without seeing you Mom, but I know you're watching us from God's arms.


 

I miss you so much Mom, but for us it wasn't a goodbye..... it's just until we meet again.....








May the Light be with you 

Monday, 9 April 2012

I'm grateful..... I express my gratitude and rejoice....

The ones who know me for a longer time also know that every year on this day I make a post.

And why.... because today is a very important day for me.
It’s the anniversary of one of my turning points which I always celebrate.
For all the reasons I must be grateful. Sometimes life makes me forget that… but the Universe always brings me back to REJOICE. 


So from the heart, with feelings, I express my gratitude:

for my life...
for the present moment...
for the alters ever going forward...
for my thoughts that let me to produce…
for my inner discovering how to be alive...
for my career, and for the confidence I find in myself while working…
for sitting in meditation and paying attention to my breath...
for my prayers although my personal accepting...
for my time in quiet and in move all over space...
for the smell of incense burning...
for my current blessings…
for receiving many more…
for today...
for the sleep...
for the water...
for the air…
for the wind bursting through time...
for the colours...
for the flowers...
for the blue open sky...
for the beautiful, tall, green trees…
for the sound of rain...
for the clouds and how they are never similar...
for the oceans…
for the beautiful waves, and the sandy beaches…
for the sunshine…
for the star light and the moon light…
for my new life...
for my smile...
for keeping the ability to walk…
for keeping my hands...
for my friends...
for my blog, that has offered for me a way to make friends, make my self confidence, discover about myself and others…
for my family circle, always supporting and being behind me…
for my love, always besides me...

and of course, forever for the laugh.............

Namasté! 

Monday, 1 August 2011

participating in the Azorean Holy Spirit Cult…..

Due to some reasons, on the week of July 17th to July 24th I’ve participated as one of the main figures in the Azorean Holy Spirit Cult with my nephew W being the steward.

Being a brother of the Brotherhood of the Holy Spirit of Lameirinho, W had the honour of being chosen to hold the Crown for one year. That period of time would end with a Coronation and a “Função”, where all the family and friends would participate.
Being in Canada, so far away and having a new baby to take care of (my niece was born at that time), my sister and her husband decided that the Crown would stay at my home for the year and than returned to the Brotherhood.
W was 6 years old at the time and there wasn't much that he could do...




But this was an unfinished business… so we all decided that it was time to finish it.

I guess some of you might be curious about this Cult so despite the long post and taking the risk of some get bored, I will try to explain it and showing some pictures of what we’ve done.

We, the Azoreans, were brought up revering the cult of the Holy Spirit, the Holy Spirit Cult.
It is a cult of the people, made by the people and for the people, a religious democracy.

Linked to Franciscan mysticism and the charitable spirit of Queen St. Elizabeth of Portugal (14th c.), the Festivals of the Holy Spirit came to the Azores with the first settlers.
The invocation of the Holy Spirit at the time of the natural catastrophes that struck the archipelago and the fame of the consequent miracles, together with the hard life and isolation of the islands, all contributed to making the devotion sink deep roots and persist in the Azores although it has disappeared in Portugal mainland with rare exceptions.

Moreover, Azorean emigrants carried the devotion to Brazil, America and Africa, where the old ceremonies are now repeated in all their traditional splendour. The Holy Spirit Festivals are also held in Hawaii, where there is a large Azorean community.




The organization of the cult, despite small variations between the islands and the emigrant communities, is based on the following structures:




Symbols









The Crown and Sceptre on a Plate, all silver made and also the Flag.

The Crown consists of three individual pieces. The Sceptre of the Crown is accented by a dove, the symbol of the Holy Spirit. The Crown has a double significance: first, it represents the supreme dominion of the Holy Spirit and second, the Crown represents the royalty. The Plate, serving as a stand for the Crown and the Sceptre, represents the people. As a plate holds food which is given to the hungry, we are called to actively serve. Not only to be touched by God’s Holy Spirit, but to see that divine transformation into the visible reality of serving others in their spiritual, physical and emotional needs.




The Flag’s symbol is the white dove and the seven coloured ribbons, which are tied on the top of the flag, represent the seven divine gifts of the Holy Spirit: Wisdom, Understanding, Advise, Fortitude, Science, Piety and Fear of God.











The brotherhood



The brotherhood is the core organization of the cult. It is composed of brothers (men, women and children) who voluntarily enter and are equal in rights and duties. They have the task of organizing the festivities.



The Steward




It is one of the brothers who has been chosen to be responsible for the organization of the festivities. The choice is usually made by the withdrawal of paper tickets: a name is written, the paper wrapped and placed in a bag or hat from which the tickets are drawn by a child. Most sororities allow stewards to volunteer: they organize the festivity as a way of fulfilling their promise to receive a special grace of the Holy Spirit.



The Empire




Each fellowship is structured around an Empire of the Holy Spirit, usually a small building with distinctive architecture around which the activities of worship take place.

The architecture of Empires varies greatly from island to island.




The Coronation




The flag of the Holy Spirit and the Crown are taken to the house of the steward. Having arrived at the house of the steward, the crown is placed on a reinforced wooden throne covered with white paper and flowers that is on display all week. Before placing the crown on the throne, the sceptre is kissed, the sign of the cross is done and the forehead is touched with the sceptre. Every night, the neighbours and guests gather to recite the rosary and prayer in honour of the Divine Holy Spirit. On the following Sunday, the crown is taken again in procession to the church and are received by the parish priest at the door. The "coronation" ceremony is then held in the parish church, the crown is placed on the head of a child or adult - the "emperor" - who carries in procession the symbols of his dignity.




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Our Throne




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Waiting for the priest




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After the Coronation

The “Função”




“Função” is a ritual meal served to a large group of guests by one of the brothers who was chosen to be steward or as a result of vote or promise. The meal consists of the Holy Spirit soup with the cooked meat, potatoes, vegetables and different pork sausages, “Alcatra” (a traditional meat dish), cornbread, bread made of water, sweet bread, wine and sometimes rice pudding. It is held on Sunday after the brother’s coronation.




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At the place with the Symbols




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The "Alcatra"




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Rice Pudding decorated




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Hubby and I




The Festivals of the Holy Spirit extend from Whit Sunday to the end of the Summer, spreading Joy all over the island.

I felt changed, it was a week full of wonderful experiences in a spiritual aura.

Namasté

Sunday, 10 July 2011

until we meet again…

My dear readers and blogging friends, no I’m not shutting down my blog but I’m taking some time to think and do some things in real life that I need to do.

I think my job here isn’t done yet, I haven’t found the inner me, but the fun and joy I found when I started this blog was lost and now I just find worry and anxiety. I don’t want that so I’m taking a break.

I don’t know when I’ll publish again, but I will not disappear I will stay around on internet checking your blogs, sometimes commenting others not but I will stay updated.
Let’s not loose contact, I’ll keep the Facebook page (if they don’t start to charge me….) and also we can stay in touch by e-mail.

I made some great friends and I’m grateful for that!!!

And what a better way to say “until we meet again” than trough this beautiful work my dear friend Vicen from Look 10 made for me. I’m really amazed with it and have no words to thank Vicen.

In the meantime get dressed, love what you wear, and wear what you love.
Have a fabulous time.
Enjoy!

Namasté!





Friday, 24 June 2011

in Hubby's hometown.....



Hello my dear readers and blogging friends!!!!


I know you must be missing me..... lol ;-)




It happens that I'm traveling and have no much access to internet, so I'll be back as soon as I can.




Right now we are at Hubby's hometown in mainland....... a bit weird the first time without mother in law.....


Wishing you all the best, take care and be safe.... I will try to do my best :-)


Old picture in Hubby's hometown, Peniche.

Sunday, 1 May 2011

May 1st... also Mother's Day here...

On this Mother’s Day speaking volumes for reverence and love…
to let you know that I miss you....
I devote you this song Mama….




May the light be with you…






Tuesday, 12 April 2011

memories...

"Memories from childhood stay with us forever,

Taking us where we have been and will go

Pieces of life that live on and will never

Let us forget we were young long ago.

Sometimes I wander back into those shadows,

Quietly being who I used to be,

Bringing to life all the joys and the sorrows,

Days that can’t die while they still live in me.

Holidays linger and happy times glisten;

I can see everyone active and well.

I can still hear them if only I listen,

Feeling each motion and breathing each smell.

Life has such treasures that time’s always stealing;

Nothing can ever entirely stay.

While you are young, you can capture each feeling;

Make all the memories you can every day."

- Author Unknown ~


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Saturday, 9 April 2011

Rejoicing!!!!

"Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."

Philippians 4:4-7


Today is a very important day for me. It’s the anniversary of one of my turning points which I’ve also celebrated here, here and here, For all the reasons I must rejoice. Sometimes life makes me forget that… but the Universe always brings me back to REJOICE.

Namasté

Saturday, 19 March 2011

on Father's Day, to you Dad...

Today here we celebrate Father’s Day.

So I devote this song to you Dad, because you are Unforgettable.


May the light be with you…





Sunday, 20 February 2011

I have a Guest Post I did, published…..

I was kindly invited by Aris, the Personal Growth Guides site’s owner to write a Guest Article to be published on the site.
So under the title “The Meaning of Life is Living It”, I did it.
Thank you so much Aris for this opportunity and if you, my dear readers and blogging friends, are interested in reading it you can do it here.

Monday, 14 February 2011

Saturday, 29 January 2011

a year ago the butterfly flied away…. I miss my butterfly….

Today marks a year since I lost my Mom.

While I miss her still everyday, I love looking and thinking back at all the fun we had and things I learned from her.
I am fortunate that I got to spend a lot of time with my mother.

Lately due to her disease (Alzheimer's) she had some moments that her eyes and smile were full of innocence, like a child…..

You had such a beautiful smile Mom.
Thank you for smiling...


May the light be with you!!!




Saturday, 25 December 2010

a nostalgic Christmas morning......

(Picture found on the Internet)

It is Christmas morning. The house is so quite.
Faced with the glorious colors and smells of the season, I find myself immersed in a continual outpouring of memories from the past.
I used to love Christmas because I was a kid. A little girl who loved sitting around the Christmas tree and stare at the big Nativity Scene my mother used to make.
As a child, I wrote my letters not to Santa, but to Little Boy Jesus, and my parents used to hide my older sister and my Christmas presents, to put them on the shoes we would place at the chimney, on Christmas Eve.
And we would wake up early on Christmas morning and open all of our presents. And we would be so happy. And all was right with the world.
And though sometimes I still consider myself a child, that feeling is gone. And I miss it so much.
Christmas is not about killing ourselves in the effort to create the perfect holiday. It is not about buying the best gifts, or having the most ornately decorated house in town. Christmas is the time for us to remember the warmth we felt having our families together and happy.
Life is sure to take us places we would much rather not go, and time is bound to move us far away from those we have loved. It is the recollections of the time we spent together that will ease the distance, and fill the void of those missing faces now.
Hang on tightly to those moments calling out to you from years gone by; they are the stuff Christmas is made of.

But nostalgia will go away… and I’ll enjoy this Christmas Day as much as I can with my present family.

Wednesday, 1 December 2010

I don't feel alone Dad...

But I guess I’m missing you more than I usually do with this heart of mine
Thanks for being the best Dad a girl could ever find
I still miss your smile
May the light be with you!!!

Today is the 7Th anniversary of my Father’s loss

Thursday, 25 November 2010

to you Mom...

It’s the first time in my life that I don’t hear your voice on your Birthday Mom.
I wish Heaven had a phone so I could hear your voice again.
I thought of you today, but that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday and days before that too.
I think of you in silence, I often speak your name. All I have are memories and a picture in a frame.
Your memory is a keepsake, from which I'll never part. God has you in his arms, I have you in my heart.


May the Light be with You!


(I have already published this video here on this blog, but it’s just a song I feel so related and shows a bit of my mood that I had to post it again.)

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