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Ice Bucket Challenge

Few days ago my friend João Ruas caught me on the Ice bucket challenge, and besides the fact I was publicly invited to take action, I must confess that I was not able to react until today´s morning.

Many questions have been crossing my mind since a couple of weeks ago Mark Zuckerberg did the same challenge to Bill Gates, honestly I did not tought that in few weeks time the provoking vídeo would have reach the all planet.

The numbers are outstading, and above all, there was no “organization” or “leader” behind the whole scene, from my view, we had the best of technology and human willingness working together.




During the month of August, despite the low temperatures for the summer, we have seen a world of conflicts heating up and forcing us to question our personal beliefs in human race.

From Ukraine to Syria/Iraq, from Gaza to Lybia, just to name a few, instead of a bucket I would have needed a truck full of ice to cool off my brain.

What is the relation between?


The level of accessibility to immediate global information as never been higher and the ammount of people looking at the same problems and challenges reaches most of the world population right trought your mobile phones within hours or minutes.

What does it really mean? Are we aware of the power that has been handed over to each individual to make a difference ?

Few days ago I run across the powerful words of Mother Teresa, which put a smile in my heart.



In a world crying out loud for a higher conscience, maybe we are finally getting somewhere to address the wider questions that will define if and how we will leave a better world behind.

You can always argue that we should have given a better use to the water in the bucket, but I guess we better see how far we can achieve with our actions, I am pretty sure if we want to make a stand as a global planetaria nation , we will also solve the water problem. Actually, we can solve almost any problem.

I am glad I was invited to act, it puts you in a good position to do something, learn about the problem, talk about with other people and finally contribute to the solution.




I am hopefull about the time we are living, mainly because I know more and more people that think the same, people that are willing to help others in many different ways, people that are willing to see impacto f their dids, even if it means a pretty cold Ice bucket Down your head.



Dont hesitate to be brilliant in the smallest things you do.

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I see Fire

Few days before returning to Europe to recharge batteries, I let my body sink into a backdrop of thoughts, ideas and acquaintances from the first six months of the year.

After few short stints in the past I finally got a chance to see mother Africa trough Africa´s eyes, days turned into weeks and weeks into months until you become part of it.

Truly speaking the world seen from the south hemisphere is not much different from the north, except, I am afraid, when I am counting stars under a big dark sky.


But the world that lives under our skins is quite a different story, a bustling cocktail of emotions, perceptions and daily challenges, a story I would like to share in few lines.

When I close my eyes at night I see faces, I see smiles and tears, people walking into the some direction and people wondering lost. Millions silently screaming for something I cannot hear, it is a dream that repeats on and on.

Frustrated with questions that don’t have an easy answer, I dived deeper in my inner firmament where I could also see dreams and despair, love and hate (in equal proportions), happiness and sadness, all of that, wrapped in a metaphor of structural paradigms that are hard to understand and harder to break.

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Besides the thermometer that insists not to go bellow 26c degrees at night, there is an abundance of true innocence, powerful faith and above our heads an incredible big blue sky with beautiful Baobab* Trees underneath our highest hopes.

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Day after night, I go out to the world looking into the faces that cross my eyes, I don’t pretend to be looking somewhere else, I stop and stare, I say clearly with my eyes that I am listening and open to help. Most of times there is no feedback.

My Mom always told me to look straight because the eyes are the window to the soul (which I can confirm every time I look myself in the mirror), but what I have seen around is quite different from my previous experiences.


The “windows” here seemed to be closed, which for me was the most dramatic finding I experienced in Africa, the oxigen between two people on a normal conversation can become thin and rare, one more question without an easy answer.

I am not a specialist on the matter, but I will give it a try to make an educated guess.

The change the continent seems to be waiting for, is the one that eyes can only grasp a glimpse, you will need to use other senses, starting with your heart.

More than progress, consulting analysts that measure the visible number of new buildings and the increasing of a region GDP, it takes love to see it.

Yes, Love.

And what do I see?

I see fire…


A burning desire for equity and opportunities, hunger for education, curiosity for information, access to healthcare and other basic things, all of then moments and opportunities that can turn the smallest gift the highest point of our long working days.

But If you continue to look deeper, you will sense an even stronger fire.

A desire for good examples, human values that life, history and global human stupidity insisted to detour from Africa. The eyes that opened before my eyes, showed me a different continent, a magnificent land of unlimited opportunities.

I see fire…

I see the search for meaning in every conversation that goes beyond the obvious putting prejudice and racism where it belongs (the garbage bin), I hear the request for help, the request to be cared, loved and respected.

If you manage to see beyond the violence that violence nurtures within, you will see the origin of all things, you will see Love, you will feel Love to the point you will believe that its possible to touch it with your fingertips.

Is it real? Maybe for me.

The fire I see strikes me and hurts me simultaneously, words are often to short to add something I would believe to be needed to add, that same minute your eyes become drops, water lines, rivers or oceans, you might scream, yell, swear and end up arguing with God if you believe that He exists.


I close my eyes again, and I understand clearer than ever that…depending on how we use fire, powerful things can happen.

You can burn, destroy and erase the person that’s pisses you off or instead…you can lighten up the darkest nights and warm up the coldest mornings.

Fire can make us see things that are hidden, turning the shadows of our doubts into high quality answers.



It is up to you to decide what to do with fire.

For me is simple, thank you Africa!



* The baobab is found in the savannas of African and India, mostly around the equator. It can grow up to 25 meters tall and can live for several thousand years. The baobab is leafless for nine months of the year. To describe the baobab, I would say that it looks like it has been picked out of the ground and stuffed back in upside-down. The trunk would be the tap-root, and the branches the finer capillary roots.




Ontem ao contrário de hoje, achava que a noite não iria acabar nunca e que as horas tinham ficado presas para sempre no meu relógio parado, tive medo que o novo dia não chegasse nunca.

Ontem ao contrário de hoje, senti o peso dos anos nas dores nunca esquecidas de cada queda, cicatrizes que os meus dedos teimam em encontrar em cada volta.

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Ontem ao contrário de hoje, não tinha forma de deitar cá para fora aquilo que não deve permanecer dentro.

Ontem ao contrário de hoje, senti o meu ser cair num poço sem fundo, sem rede, sem esperança, sem vida.

Queria chorar, mas não consegui, tinha a esperança de te poder encontrar no sabor das lágrimas, já nos tínhamos falado aí, mas não consegui, fechei os olhos e comecei a fazer algo que o tempo teimou em fazer esquecer…repeti uma velha oração que tu à muito tempo me ensinaste e acabei por adormecer.

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Hoje sonhei que não era hoje.

Os anos não tinham passado e ao levantar-me tinha ido ter contigo e vêr-te a trabalhar nas maravilhosas flores que sabias perpetuar como ninguem, dando vida para além da vida.


Hoje ao contrário de ontem, consegui novamente abraçar-te, aquele abraço tão forte que só mesmo as mães conseguem dar aos filhos, no meio da turbulência própria da vida, meu mar tranquilo.

Hoje ao contrário de ontem, consegui contar-te as minhas vitórias e as minhas derrotas e tu como sempre, explicaste-me que tudo era importante, mas acima de tudo era o amor dentro do homem que tinha de sair sempre vencedor.


Hoje ao contrário de ontem, falámos da vida como o maior desafio que o Criador colocou nas nossas mãos, o máximo de autonomia acompanhado do máximo de responsabilidade.

Hoje ao contrário de ontem, senti a tua mão na minha mão, uma força inexplicavel capaz de me puxar do mais fundo das minhas incertezas para a plenitude da Luz.

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Hoje ao contrario de ontem, fui capaz de acreditar que de onde estás envias dia após dia o teu amor e me permites sorrir de volta na certeza que um dia voltaremos a estar juntos.

Saudades do futuro minha querida Mãe.




Usually written at 37 thousand ft when phones and e-mails cannot reach me, this is what I can see from up here!


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