About other worlds

A comment I’ve left there.

My first time here, and I’ve only read two posts. One of them was automatically linked to one of mine. I’m a career counselor. Finding out who you want to be is a journey. It doesn’t have to have a turning point. It’s built day by day. Not everyone is that type of someone who’ll be just one thing for the rest of life, so it’s difficult to make a decision, “the” decision. Think of where you want to be next year or in the next couple of years. What kind of place, with which kind of people. What kind of tasks really please you, what kind of problems you like to solve, which ones you solve well. What do you expect from work in terms of reward. How much you’d like to offer. Perhaps going further, how you’d like to help the world. Take some time to describe it. Picture this image, this movie, as vividly as you can, and then try to find out positions and occupations that would suit it. It’s not a receipt and it’s not magical, but it’s a start and it may help. Cheers

We make choices everyday. Choices shouldn’t be a prison. Life is a journey. We’re here to learn. We don’t need to know everything in advance. We don’t always have to be right. In fact, we learn a lot more from our mistakes, and that’s part of our growth, too.

So then…

the end might not be that near.

Due to the lack of time and motivation (both internal and external), I was about to close this blog. But why?

There may be a couple of reasons, but none of them is strong enough. Motivation to keep on is stronger, even when it’s not as strong as it should be.

You all see, English is not my native language. I sometimes feel like a baby writing stupid things to communicate, while I’d like to do more than that: communicating on a charming – or, at least, clever – style. I am able to do that in my first language.  But I can’t just write it and translate it afterwards. It’s not natural. Language affects our thoughts, and I’m sure that both my thoughts and my way of seeing the world are different in English. Not only because there are different words to be chosen, but because my story with these words is different. It’s a different story. Words were acquired on a different context and have different cognitive associations.

Actually, I feel lighter in English. I just hope that someday I will be able to write better. To write in a way that I can in fact translate this lightness into the right words and sentences in order to make it obvious and pleasant to the reader.

For the time being, all I can do is trust my heart and its ability to reach other hearts, no matter what language is used.

The end is near

Porto Alegre, Brazil, this afternoon

Porto Alegre, Brazil, after the storm

Torres, Brazil

Why dilemmas?

“Dilemmas is the post

everyone reads the most”

I wonder why…

To be or not to be… back

So that’s it. Not that I know what to write here… I’ve already been more enthusiastic about this blog, certainly. Not that I moved to Twitter, either. I see no appeal there. I like to read and write, to exchange ideas and points of views, and Twitter’s so “pilly”. Information pills are too superficial, too chatty.

Anyways. I’m teaching a creative writing workshop right now. This is something to feel enthusiastic about, however I wonder what the future of professional writing will be. On this workshop, my aim is to motivate people. Writing is not forbidden and can be very useful to express ourselves and compose our identities. It’s good for making decisions, good to know whether we’re on the right path or we’d better make a change.

People start by being objective and shy, but after a couple of days and exercises, it’s easy to notice how released – and relieved – they feel.