I’m an American girl, married to a Brazilian boy, although he prefers to identify as a citizen of the world. After many years in the Big Bad Apple (17 for him, 14 for me) we packed up and moved to his hometown in the mountains of Minas Gerais. You can read more about him here and an rather epic version of how we met here.
We have a little farm near a beautiful state park where we like to pretend to be homesteaders. When we’re not acting out Green Acres, we return to modern life in an apartment replete with wi-fi and a flat screen tv, in a bustling city of a half million + inhabitants. We don’t have any kids yet, though not for lack of wanting, but we are parents to one very spoiled dog named Dharma.
The blog was originally named after her although people now have taken to calling me Dharma too, which is fine. Like many pets and their owners, we are slowly becoming the same person.
The blog was also named after an idea.
The term dharma has a long history and many subtle shades of meaning, but basically it is the idea that there is a hidden truth to the universe that keeps it in harmony, that keeps things moving along in an orderly and honest way. Dharma governs the way in which we see the world and the right way to live in it. The sacred literature of India is full of examples of people who try to go against the grain, live outside of their dharma. Those stories never end well.
We all spend a lot of time struggling with unnecessary things. At least I know I do. But if we accept the idea of dharma, the idea that the world is an inherently beautiful place and is perfectly designed to hold us in a balanced, harmonious way, if we just give up the fight, stop swimming against the current and just let ourselves be carried along on this wonderful, unknown adventure, it’s so much easier. Because the we're going to get carried along anyway, whether we realize it or not.
And that, in my opinion, is lovely.