Stop riding.

En español

Am I going to stop cycling some day? Sincerely, I have never asked myself such a question. But I was thinking about my father, and remembered when the Physician told him that he should of stop riding a horse. His life changed.

I think that riding a bicycle is different from riding a horse. My father used to ride a really difficult one. There was no one ever, except for my father, who tried to ride her, that was not thrown down – until it happened to him when old. Of course, my bicycle has never done such a thing.

The day may come. But, in the meantime, I will be just riding, and loving it. No thoughts in the future, just living the moment.

Sharing with others

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This year has been a peculiar one. Time to be inside our places, hardly going out, and I stopped teaching at the university.

I’m almost done with my degree studies. Also, studied to be a meditation instructor (?) and became a mindfulness coach (Happiitude, India).

I do like my zazen practice, and to be with my Sangha, but discovered that, for many, it’s not the way. So I decided to help others by sharing mindfulness.


Alone or in company

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Since I practice zazen every morning, and a short meditation at night, most of the time I do it by myself.

In few occasions, now less frequent due to the lockdown, I have company. The Zen group I belong used to get together once a week. And I have a group of friends, interesting women they are, that invite me once a month to a little lecture and meditation, which I enjoy a lot.

So meditation is a lonely business. It’s a personal practice. I am disciplined, I’m constant, I see how I’m doing in my practice. But I meditate with someone who looks after me, or I practice joyfully with friend or path companions. The feeling is different.

And there are those mornings in which I have a different partner, a quiet one, that joins me in my practice.

The bicycle

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There is nothing like a bicycle well manteined, clean. Ready to be used with confidence.

Owning a machine brings some responsability. It needs to be cared for. The air pressure on the tires needs to be checked. If you know your bike, you can detect a strange noise on a ride. If you don’t pay attention to it, disaster may come. Little by little, if you let it go, your beloved bicycle may turn apart, you may have an accident on rute, or at least a bad time.

What I have learned from minimalists is that having things takes time from you. That’s why they say it’s better to own only what you need or what you’re ready to care for. A bicycle is a simple machine, but having one gives you a responsability. It is part of life. If you don’t want the nuisance of owning one, you may walk. But you will not experience the joy of riding and keeping a bicycle.

It is today!!!

En español

Although the UN has established a different date for the World Bicycle Day (June 3), many cyclists celebrate such a happy day on April 19th.

The celebration began by Thomas B. Roberts, a Professor at Northern Illinois University. The date refers to the bike “trip” on LSD by Dr. Albert Hofmann in April 1945.

Many would understand why the UN didn’t like such a date. But for many riders it’s just the perfect day. Riding a bicycle may change the perspective of how a person sees the world, and life.

So, take a ride, and enjoy life!

When things are not ok

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When I thought everything was going smoothly, I discovered it was not.

You know, I was practicing zazen daily, going out in my bicycle, working on my degree paper. But there were some things not really working.

My degree paper was something that gave me a headache. I was stock in my art work. I was not teaching any more. And, why not, a terrible pain suddenly appear: sciatica – the physician said.

I was not having a good time. But I have been in a process of spiritual growth and mental health. I was supposed to care for others and lead them to better living. I should of been fine.

A had to stop cycling. I wasn’t working at all. I was going crazy with my degree paper. I couldn’t wake up on time. I was not feeling well.

One night, feeling awful, but without pain, I sat on my meditation bench, close my eyes, and started breathing consciously. After a while, like a tenuous light, came a thought: sleep well, and when you wake up, do your zazen, go for a ride, and start again.

Next morning, at the sound of the alarm, I didn’t want to wake up, but I did. I went out of bed, did zazen, and got my bicycle for a ride. It’s incredible how a short ride can make me feel! I was happy, I was back again.

Everyone should explore inside, and find out what can make your life shine again. Some have some rituals to enhance their lives, others go to a special place, others take a walk into nature. I have zazen and my bicycle.

Always or again.


Early in the morning, the alarm wakes me up. I go outside to feel the new day. Then, I get ready to zazen.

Everyday I do the same. Now, is it again or always?

Since it is a repeated activity on a daily basis, one could think that the answer to the question is always. But somehow I feel that, with such an answer, the activity may turn just into a repetitive action that is done as a habit.

So what I have found that works for me is, first, to look, and watch the sky, and thank for the day. You know, every time the sunrise is not the same, the colour of the sky, clouds, the way they look or the absence of them, temperature, makes each morning a new experience.

Then, I get the sense of this particular day, of this particular experience. I get conscious of the moment, ang get ready for zazen.

It may be a trick for the mind, but it works for me. The daily experience becomes an “again”, not an “always”.

Ready to ride

(en español)

I’m up and dressed. It’s chilly out here. I try not to think to much, take my bicycle out and get ready to ride.

I start pedalling, feeling the cold air in my face. I see the road ahead. It’s almost empty, just a few joggers and a girl walking her dog.

The night rain left some puddles that I avoid. I love to see the big trees around, the quietness. I keep a comfortable cadence, fast enough but not too demanding on my knees. I keep pedalling until my 3 laps are completed, letting my thoughts come and go.

At the end, the feeling is good. While I do some stretching, a smile shows in my face.

Starting a new year

(en español)

2020 was really something. The lockdown, due to the pandemic, changed a lot of things for all. I had to learn to teach online. I lost dear ones. I learned and confirmed some things of value, like friendship.
One thing that I knew and I had the chance to reassure is that I am finite. Life may end in a moment.

I have been trying to declutter. I see images of beautiful clean and simple interiors, but it seems that I am more of a baroque soul than a clean minimalist. I most say, though, that I’ve done a fairly good job in cleaning my mess.

Art has become my main activity, after many many years of teaching. The time has come for me to be working in my studio again.

It seems that writing is also back. It’s not that I’m that great at it, but I like to tell stories, and writing gives me that chance. I’m using a pen name, chosen as a tribute to my maternal grandmother, a great character.

Finally, I am at the last semester of my second master degree. It keeps me very excited to learn new things, that I may be using to work with others to discover new ways of dealing with life and its complications.

So I’m starting the new year with thankfulness, joy and expectation. With projects that will keep me rolling.