Portugal

[Holga] São João / For Lisa Happy Birthday, dear Lisa B. I think we should go and get a meia de leite and sit in this old square of mine. (If the old men are there playing checkers we can just wait until they are done.) Alright? Alright. I am glad you are my friend. Jenelle 2 responses October 22, 2008
I Remember Having a Rockstar for a Roommate, 2005-2006 Jasmin Jones, Triplet rockstar, undercover. I do love her. [Holga] Malveira da Serra, Portugal 07-2008 Jenelle One response September 20, 2008
I Remember the Playfulness of the Sky [Holga] Portugal 07-2008 Jenelle 2 responses September 17, 2008
I Remember Not Knowing Where My Feet Were Going Next And I played a handy game of calm trust –> freak out –> calm again –> really sizable freak out –> exhale. I found, quickly, that I was not really alone. The truth is, in spite of my animated freak attacks, there were plenty of families, strangers, and words. Each to each, they all enfolded […] Jenelle No responses September 16, 2008
I Remember Bread on Thursdays I distinctly remember this day, in 2006. And I remember writing about it as my first blog post, ever. Tears poured down my face, on both occasions. (This was fitting.) In those days, I often said things like, “my heart hurts.” All the same, I remember when a wise little one wrote me a song/poem on a white […] Jenelle No responses September 15, 2008
I Remember When They Dreamed For Me, in 2004 Around the days of my twenty-fifth birthday, I was feeling pretty broken. Deep inside my self, a multitude of things were being uprooted and healed and dusted off. And this was exhasuting. I remember saying to my flatmates, Jane and Rachel, “I need you to help me dream again.” I said it through tears, not […] Jenelle 4 responses September 8, 2008
I Remember Learning That Prayer Ought Not Be Boring It happened in a tiny room, on the second floor of an office, in 2004. We’d transformed a veritable four-walled cubicle into a cathedral, as we set aside a space for our first 24-7 prayer experiment. And I learned that when a community attempts to cover every hour in prayer–for one full week–that things happen. […] Jenelle 7 responses September 6, 2008
I Remember São João, Apt. 2 Esquerda I remember listening to this song with you as we ate long meals together, well after 21:00. I remember living much of this song as we spent those days and years of our early middle twenties in Portugal. It was hard, and it was good. And there were others who crowded ’round that table with […] Jenelle 4 responses September 3, 2008
[17 Juhlo] Jenelle No responses July 17, 2008
[15 Juhlo] Sintra, Portugal. Quinta da Regaleira. Jenelle 7 responses July 15, 2008
Bemvinda Portugal is as unassuming as I remembered her. I’ve been welcomed back into the arms of strong jasmine, eighty cent coffees, and unpretentious beauty. It will be nice to perhaps move back here, one day. Jenelle 2 responses July 14, 2008
I Love Too Many Time Zones Here I am in London on a heinous seven-hour lay-over on my way to Lisbon. I have that happy nausea feeling that comes from the sketch-sleep you get on aeroplanes, or from collegiate all-nighters. (Or maybe it is the man sitting five, six, seven, eight seats away from me with his shoes off. His […] Jenelle 2 responses July 13, 2008