Outubro chegou!

É quando começa realmente o mês de Outubro, que sinto que estou no Outono, agora sim, o Verão já foi e já bem que se sente que os dias estão mais pequenos.

Vai começar o frio, a roupa quente, a lareira, os chás e os chocolates quentes...

Há uns anos atrás, era nesta altura que começava a deprimir, hoje em dia já não, apesar da minha estação preferida ser o Verão e de por mim, bem que podia estar sempre calor, podiam ser sempre meses de praia, de bronze, de esplanadas, de roupa fresca, de sunsets, etc., etc.,já não me faz tanta confusão termos várias estações do ano, já aceito (como se tivesse qualquer tipo de alternativa) que é bom termos um clima tão variado.

Outubro chegou e de certeza absoluta que vai ser um mês em grande: vem aí o baptizado da Concha, começa a época das castanhas, a paisagem começa a mudar, este ano há as eleições legislativas, são os 9 meses da Concha, muda a hora, é o mês internacionalmente reconhecido para a sensibilização do cancro da mama (Outubro Rosa), and so on.

Estou ansiosa por Outubro!

Podia ter sido escrito por mim...

One of my chilhood biggest lessons was this. One of my Mother's strongest advice since I can remember is Be Yourself. Identify is one of the world's biggest tabus and misconceptions... it's also one of the strongest empowerment tools there is. Some People feel unconfortable with authenticity, they're so blinded with what the world draws in front of them, they do not know how to deal with difference. I feel that around me a lot of times, with a lot of people. Yesterday a man Laughed at me of wearing a head piece. 1st I was angry for a second, than I was sad for him, and how he would be  wearing that grey suit all his life without even knowing who he really was, but than I realized thai I was being just like him, judging him without even knowing him, so I smiled at him and touched his arm and said thank you. He stoped laughing, the elevator door closed and did not see him again. I'm Cathlolic but carry with me everyday a lesson I've learned 20 years ago with a Buddhist priest: I talk about it all the time to my kids. we all have a mountain inside our chest - it's tall, it's beautiful, it' unbeatable, cannot be destroyed, cannot be torned down. We stand strong, no wind, no words, no acts can take us down. We stand strong, we accept life, we adapt, we let the worls around us be. We Are. We ARE. Year by year this lesson makes more sense to me. Because I do not want to be like everyone else, I don't force that, I just give in more and more to who I really am. "Only dead fish swim with the stream". Life is in us, not in how others tells us who to be. Who are you? Be yourself always."

By Gracinha Viterbo