rebel against the box

no pictures im afraid...not yet.
in rio...staying with a fmaily im getting to know.
my head is continually knackered as i try to keep up with the portugues....keeping up being a very loose term at the minute.
so begins the house hunt....
watch this space...
had an interesting conversation about spiritual warfare in ´portu-glaise´ with an ex military commander of the brasilian army.. :) stay undercover, learn the enemies stategies, attack! seems simple enough...until you bring in those wedge heels! maybe ill just go to the beach first...kidding!
sort of...

when in brasil...become a brasilian? in an attempt to dig into the culture here i went to a beauty salon today with my mates...im beautiful now apparently....
next...very high wedge heels and overly tight trousers...maybe not.....and the ultimate - dancing samba in the very high wedge heels and tight pants. think i have a ways to go on that one....
queen ester came to mind as i was sitting there being filed and poked...what the hell did she do for a YEAR getting ready for the king?!
actually i like what brasil does to draw out the beauty of a woman...too often it gets distorted.

in other breaking news...i lay by the pool again yesterday and today...not feeling that well....tough i know...:)
been attending the prophecy school training events in the evenings...challenging and amazing all at the same time. tired tho and ready to fly back to rio to begin my life there...for the meantime that is. next up...the apartment hunt and full-on language learning...

took the bus down from brasilia to uberlandia today with 2 others from the group. took us about 6 hours but the bus was a sweet ride. brasilia was exhausting..a very weird city...a planned city...shaped like a bird or a plane depending on who you are talking to. despite the lack of sleep, weird boy blowing a whistle and riding a bike around our house at all hours of the night, a migraine and too much food due to amazing hospitality...i managed to have a good time...but glad to say goodbye to it and dig into another part of the country. saw many healed over the last 4 days there...totally blown away, but exhausted.
practising portugues, meeting amazing people, making new friends, dreaming, and praying like i never have before...feels like im learning and being stretched every moment these days and this is good. getting excited about digging into the language more when i get back to rio and finding an apartment....im ready for a bed of my own and a closet for my few coisas. and not having to clean up leaking shower gels from my bag all the time would be an added bonus too. something near a beach would be a mice touch so i can run off all these pamonas and bread im being force-fed in good brasilian hospitalidade.
tomorrow...the pool, sun...and then off to the next meeting...whew. god....push the boxes and religious mindsets that exsist in the church here... c~mon. freedom is my theme at the moment in these places im travelling to and through.

im here...been here for the last week.
its hot
im tanned
all is well with the world
haha
part of the team with martin scott again....been to one city near rio last weekend...and tomorrow i fly to brasilia the capital for another week.
when i get back the apartment;house hunt begins....
in keeping with the...do something scary everyday...motto, i took the bus on my own today down to the beach...my grasp of the language and layout of the city meant for some potential disasters....but minus the bus breaking down all went well!!
i love rio...and i love that im here for hte next little while.
my current prayers.....place to live, friendships, miraculous language download, and a vw all of my own!

only a few days until i head to brasil....excited and scared all at the same time...the good kind of scared tho...like the first time you parachute out of a plane....i must do that again soon...note to self.

ive been to brasil a couple of times before...ive travelled a lot....so why is this time scary? it feels different...like every rock in my life has been turned over... everything exposed and laid bare and i literally have to trust god with EVERY area of my life...my dreams, my future, my heart, my gifts, finances, shelter, where my food will come from, the next few months...everything.
i wouldnt have it any other way...this just means im pushed deeper into that place with god that i long for. where i grasp him by the ears and push my forehead into his....our gaze locked in some surreal moment in time...is there anywhere else to be? hardly.

it could also be scary becaues this time feels like i am about to walk into something that i have been contending for and pushing into for years....im ready for the breakthrough...im getting tired of contending for some of these dreams and desires. i will continue to fight if i have to, but i feel like its time for some of these things to unfold. can anyone say "C'MON!" ?


in other riviting news....i highlighted a few of my dreads...y'know the ones where the grey was getting a little too brave...doesnt look too bad ....a few days in the brasilian sunshine should fade the orangy bits...whoops.
funnily enough...no pictures of this yet. :)