Author Archives: Ana Villas Boas

About Ana Villas Boas

I’m an urban sociologist and runner based in São Paulo, Brasil, focused on studies about body movement, landscapes, sounds, silence and senses. My current work has been on cultural heritage and preservation studies and I’m also yoga teacher, certified by Kundalini Research Institute.

A corrida que resiste em mim

O corpo é profusão do sensível ~ David Le Breton em “A Antropologia dos Sentidos” Percorro a “cidade luz” num dia que amanhece 5 horas adiante de mim; Sigo a rota que liga continentes distantes num eterno retorno em direção … Continue reading

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About Flow, Senses, Writing – part IV

Flying between France and Spain. Photo by Ana Villas Boas. April, 2017. “Everything that you see needs to destroy of the attempt to define yourself. Every definitions only talk about your body and expressions” I am that – Sri Nisagadatta … Continue reading

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Moving Senses

Marseille. April, 2017. Photo by Ana Villas Boas The time has stopped over the whole body on listening to the sound of Marseille sea. Bright, seaweed, lights in a blue green waves come so close and bring foam, sand, rocks, … Continue reading

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Landscape I – the pilgrimage

La Romieu, France. Photo by Ana Villas Boas, April, 2017. Travelling beyond the alive senses in a body wind on the face… memories of another time… the ground’s sounds that vibrate and light up the pulsate life of a world … Continue reading

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Feel

The air… my body falling diving in the ocean of dreams waves over waves of tears dissolved in my being which cry and smile in intense existence in endless desire for the other body beside his presence touching my fingers … Continue reading

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Secret Paradise

Running there, I remember that I am small, fragile, surrendered to the landscape, to the high mountains. Beneath my feet, I feel the strenght of the ground and I can listen to its deep sounds. Crossing the path, the expansion of … Continue reading

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Equinox

The life’s beauty on love that changes the direction of the wind, the movement, the blow, the flow. The joyful’s whispering, the transformation in motion each moment, each step. My hands hold your warmth hands on the field in our … Continue reading

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