Archive for January, 2017

  1. My favorite character

    I was with Loureiro in a tavern, in a small and ancient city close to the mountain that is home to the monastery. We had just exchanged ideas on suffering and disappointment. The good cobbler had reasoned, flawlessly, that love causes no pain, and therefore has always been taken unfairly – we always listen to […]

  2. Rejoice, rejoice

    The Old Man, as we affectionately called the oldest monk of the Order, had been invited by the vicar of the church in the small and charming village close to the mountain that is home to the monastery, a long-time friend, to deliver some words during mass on Sunday. He asked me to go with […]

  3. The great adventure

    I was walking on the medieval streets of the small village at the base of the mountain that harbors the monastery. I was being whipped by the cold fall winds, forcing me to seek protection between the clearances of walls of the old constructions. I was glad to see Loureiro’s classic and well-kept bicycle leaning […]

  4. Homework

    I had finished a long and profitable period of studies. Readings, meditations, reflections, deep conversations were an important part of the search for knowledge in that phase that was completed. The Old Man, as we affectionately called the dean of the monastery, told me that theory without practice is like medicine forgotten in a drawer […]