To ponder is to work by lamplight, to burn the midnight oil searching for meaning. Here I offer no easy answers (the blue pill), but my honest attempt to confront reality (the red pill), be it about the silence of deafness or the noise of daily life.
Yesterday, in the infernal summer heat of Rio de Janeiro, a train vendor gave me a lesson in generosity I didn't expect. Between the physical pain of the noise amplified by my deafness and a spiritual "slap in the face" at my garage door, I discovered that gratitude demands action. A confessional account of fatherhood, limitations, and the duty not to interrupt the flow of good.
A little over a month ago I experienced the misfortune of further deterioration in my hearing, which has made me even more dependent on my hearing aids, particularly…
When you were a child, did you ever cover your ears to experience what sudden deafness or the sensation of hearing loss would feel like? Did you ever use that to, during a boring conversation, throw a tantrum saying, "I can't hear anything"?
This video was made at a completely paradoxical moment: hired since February to carry out this bilingual celebration on the last day of August, I ended up joining the "Yellow September" campaign, addressing love and joy...
There is a tripod that sustains a man's existence: profession, family, and faith. There was a time when the structure of the family I built was almost shaken because of…
I started thinking about enemies and obstacles today, while doing 120 squats at the gym, and I realized that this was the most difficult exercise in my set... and that made me...
