God loves to speak in your accent.

Hello, happy 2026! Welcome!

"The ordinary is also a mission field."

First of all, I'd like to talk a little about how happy I am to have found my place on the internet.

I've tried venturing into other platforms, but I find everything too stimulating. When I open Instagram, for example, so many diverse things appear: crazy, shocking, sad, and funny stories, that I get lost in the ocean of information or end up comparing myself and losing the will to post. (It's a little discouraging to think about posting about a simple homemade coffee in the outskirts of São Paulo, while others post from mega-cafes in Los Angeles). 🫠 But that's where the title of this post comes in; perhaps writing on this blog while drinking coffee in the outskirts of São Paulo is my "accent." The "ordinary" really does yield the best stories.

Starting a blog in 2026!

I keep wondering why I didn't do this sooner?! It's just me and a blank canvas, a pleasant environment, good music, coffee... it's perfect!

You should try it, it's inspiring.

I can write about whatever I want, without any worries. I can randomly mix photos and videos with my favorite art collection without anything making sense, and that's perfectly fine. No judgment, no annoying people, it's just me and my thoughts, my ideas, and my way of telling stories.

I've always enjoyed expressing myself, whether through writing, music, photography, art, Each piece of paper carries a little bit of who I am. 🤭

But now I'd like to get down to business:

"God loves to speak in your accent"

Perhaps you've heard that each person has a unique life experience, with personality traits, tastes, traumas, pains, and joys, and this makes each person experience life in a singular way. This means that everyone can teach something new because they have absorbed life differently, based on their life experiences.

And the proof of all this is that there's nothing new written here, but you can almost smell my fragrance.

Starting a blog in 2026 seems like an act of resistance against haste. Here, between a blank screen and a cup of filtered coffee in the outskirts of São Paulo, I understood that I don't need the mega-cafés of Los Angeles to have a story. My accent is this: homemade, real, and imperfect. Each of us is a unique filter of reality. If you and I look at the same tree, we will write different poems. That's what God does: He uses our voice, with our traumas and joys, to say something that only we can communicate. Sharing isn't about having what nobody else has, it's about giving what only you are.

I retrieved this video from my 2023 sketchbook to remind myself of where I came from. Three years later, in 2026, I realize that the courage to be "ordinary" remains my greatest mission field. And you? What accent of your soul do you want the world to hear this year?