Archive for June, 2018

  1. A date

    The Old Man, as we affectionally called the oldest monk of the Order, looked at me with reproach, without uttering a word. I was in the inner garden of the monastery speaking on my mobile phone, even though we can only use it at night, in the bedroom, so that we can profit the most […]

  2. A delicate virtue

    The strong winds of the end of fall were assailing the small and charming village at the foot of the mountain that houses the monastery, signaling that winter was about to come. I was walking on its winding streets trying to protect myself from the cold when I saw the vintage bicycle of Loureiro, the […]

  3. The wonders of doubt

    “What is the right thing to do?”, asked of me the Old Man, as we affectionately called the oldest monk of the Order, as Socrates, the Greek philosopher did, by answering a question with another as a method of reasoning. We were seated at the refectory of the monastery, a cup of coffee and a […]

  4. Where evil hides

    Starry Song, the shaman who had the gift of conveying the ancestral wisdom of his people through the music he played and the stories he told lit the red-stone bowl of his unmistakable pipe and took a puff. It was the end of a fall afternoon, and we had colorful blankets covering us, to keep […]