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  • At the top of the mountain, I could see the great beauty of Chapada Diamantina (Brazil). To get up there I had to cross a big dark cave. The entrance was narrow and vertical, like the throat of a great serpent. After crossing the entrails dark, I could see the output as a divine light.
    Now think about that experience as an analogy: we often have to descend into the dark depths of our hearts to find the light ...
    This was a long time, in 1998.

    No alto da montanha, eu podia ver a beleza grandiosa da Chapada Diamantina (Brasil). Para chegar ali em cima eu precisei cruzar uma grande gruta escura . A entrada era estreita e vertical, como a garganta de uma grande serpente. Depois de cruzar as entranhas escuras, pude ver a saída como uma luz divina.
    Agora penso naquela experiência como uma analogia: muitas vezes temos que descer nas profundezas escuras do nosso coração para encontrarmos a luz...
    Isto foi a muito tempo, em 1998.
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