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Achei-a  muito apropriada para refletirmos juntos de nossos filhos o quanto eles  devem ser autênticos para&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; que possam  optar por deixarem de lado determinadas opiniões ou julgamentos alheios.  Pois é humanamente impossível agradar à todos. Fica a dica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Um velho resolveu vender o seu burro na feira da cidade. Como iria  retornar a pé, chamou o neto para acompanhá-lo. Montaram os dois no  animal e seguiram viagem. &lt;br /&gt;Passando por umas barracas de escoteiros,  escutaram os comentários críticos; "Como é que pode, duas pessoas em  cima deste pobre animal!".&lt;br /&gt;Resolveram então que o menino desceria, e o velho permaneceria montado. Prosseguiram...&lt;br /&gt;Mais à frente estava uma lagoa e algumas velhas estavam a lavar a  roupa. Quando viram a cena, puseram-se a reclamar; "Que absurdo!  Explorando a pobre criança, podendo deixá-la em cima do animal."&lt;br /&gt;Constrangidos com o ocorrido, trocaram as posições, ou seja, o menino montou e o velho desceu.&lt;br /&gt;Tinham caminhado alguns metros, quando algumas jovens sentadas na  calçada mostraram seu espanto com o que presenciaram; "Que menino  preguiçoso! Enquanto este velho senhor caminha, ele fica todo prazeroso  em cima do animal. Tenha vergonha!"&lt;br /&gt;Diante disto, o menino desceu e desta vez o velho não subiu. Ambos resolveram caminhar, puxando o burro.&lt;br /&gt;Já acreditavam ter encontrado a fórmula mais correta quando passaram em  frente de um bar. Alguns homens que ali estavam começaram a dar  gargalhadas, fazendo chacota da cena; "São mesmo uns idiotas! Ficam  andando a pé, enquanto puxam um animal tão jovem e forte!"&lt;br /&gt;O avô e o neto olharam um para o outro, como que tentando encontrar a maneira correta de agir.&lt;br /&gt;Então ambos pegaram o burro e carregaram-no nas costas!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moral da História: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"QUEM QUER AGRADAR TODO MUNDO NO FIM NÃO AGRADA NINGUÉM."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-7567266867559842327?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/7567266867559842327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=7567266867559842327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7567266867559842327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7567266867559842327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2012/02/autenticidade.html' title='Autenticidade'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b9Vc22J9xhM/TzZzKfHsKNI/AAAAAAAAC5M/XY9H0O09210/s72-c/conto_velho.rapaz.burro_yes2.a.pe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-7970975317499441470</id><published>2012-02-08T08:32:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T08:33:53.265-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humildade'/><title type='text'>Humildade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKTYXF2GWX8/TzJPRdLMEmI/AAAAAAAAC5E/3Cd4iMA9png/s1600/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3om%C3%A3os.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKTYXF2GWX8/TzJPRdLMEmI/AAAAAAAAC5E/3Cd4iMA9png/s320/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3om%C3%A3os.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;A  verdadeira humildade é  você dar o melhor  de si,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;sem se sentir melhor que os outros. &lt;br /&gt;É você ter consciência de suas qualidades, mas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;reconhecer que tem muitos defeitos também. &lt;br /&gt;É você mostrar os seus talentos sem querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt; abafar os talentos dos outros. &lt;br /&gt;É você dar a sua opinião com  a mesma  disposição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;  de ouvir a opinião  dos outros. &lt;br /&gt;É saber reconhecer que os outros   podem estar certos. &lt;br /&gt;É você admirar os outros pelo que eles fazem,   sem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;esquecer que você também é capaz   de fazer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;coisas maravilhosas. &lt;br /&gt;É você  aceitar cargos importantes, mas  fazer deles&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;uma maneira  de servir ainda mais. &lt;br /&gt;É ajudar a quem precisa sem  pensar em agradecimentos. &lt;br /&gt;É você aceitar a vontade de Deus, sem abrir mão da sua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt; responsabilidade  de tomar decisões e fazer a sua parte. &lt;br /&gt;É você ser capaz de aprender com os outros   sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt; perder sua identidade própria. &lt;br /&gt;É você aprender a conviver com todas as diferenças. &lt;br /&gt;É você  saber viver na simplicidade sem sentir-se&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;superior àqueles que  são apegados às coisas. &lt;br /&gt;É você  olhar para a frente e seguir adiante&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;sem esquecer quem está do seu lado. &lt;br /&gt;É você oferecer aos outros o que você tem de&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;melhor sem  impor-se a ninguém. &lt;br /&gt;É você escalar as alturas sem pisar em ninguém. &lt;br /&gt;É você não depender de elogios nem recompensas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;   para fazer o que é certo. &lt;br /&gt;É você saber que a santidade só faz sentido&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;na  convivência com as pessoas. &lt;br /&gt;A   verdadeira humildade  é você ser como  uma flor,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;frágil e  efêmera, que desabrocha  beleza e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;exala perfume  para todos os lados. &lt;br /&gt;É, no momento certo, saber virar as costas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt; para  o que não lhe  diz respeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Autor desconhecido &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-7970975317499441470?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/7970975317499441470/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=7970975317499441470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7970975317499441470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7970975317499441470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2012/02/humildade.html' title='Humildade'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKTYXF2GWX8/TzJPRdLMEmI/AAAAAAAAC5E/3Cd4iMA9png/s72-c/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3om%C3%A3os.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-8481030612447582992</id><published>2012-01-30T11:28:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T11:29:42.094-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emmanuel'/><title type='text'>Com mais alegria ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Po75RwNHIdY/Tyaa_AjvXSI/AAAAAAAAC48/Jney8DBlnw0/s1600/love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Po75RwNHIdY/Tyaa_AjvXSI/AAAAAAAAC48/Jney8DBlnw0/s320/love.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Trabalha um tanto mais.&lt;br /&gt;Serve com mais alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Age mais caridosamente.&lt;br /&gt;Desculpa as faltas alheias com mais compaixão pelos ofensores.&lt;br /&gt;Usa mais calma, particularmente nas horas difíceis.&lt;br /&gt;Tolera, com mais paciência, as situações desagradáveis.&lt;br /&gt;Coloca mais gentileza no trato pessoal.&lt;br /&gt;Emprega mais serenidade na travessia de qualquer provação.&lt;br /&gt;E, assim, com a bênção de Deus, encontrarás mais segurança&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;e paz, nas estradas do tempo, garantindo-te o êxito preciso nos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;deveres de cada dia, a caminho da vida maior."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emmanuel &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-8481030612447582992?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/8481030612447582992/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=8481030612447582992&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8481030612447582992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8481030612447582992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2012/01/com-mais-alegria.html' title='Com mais alegria ...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Po75RwNHIdY/Tyaa_AjvXSI/AAAAAAAAC48/Jney8DBlnw0/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-6377386447287486518</id><published>2012-01-25T13:07:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T13:51:29.195-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John M. Templeton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música do Dia'/><title type='text'>Vamos falar de Amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZk2FUeWzyA/TyAar252keI/AAAAAAAAC4w/96XFTB5zhE4/s1600/ineedyourlove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZk2FUeWzyA/TyAar252keI/AAAAAAAAC4w/96XFTB5zhE4/s320/ineedyourlove.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Permitir que um fluxo denso e livre de amor venha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;do coração para sua  vida pode ser o segredo de uma&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;existência rica e satisfatória. É verdade  que o amor&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sincero pode ultrapassar&amp;nbsp; qualquer obstáculo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;da menor  irritação ao maior problema.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uma razão para isso talvez seja que,  conforme&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;aperfeiçoamos nossa consciência do am&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;or,  percebemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; que o amor não leva em conta os pequenos defeitos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;dos  outros. Com muita frequência, reagimos às&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; variações de humor dos outros,  permitindo que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; suas palavras e ações nos influenciem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Quando os outros  nos aborrecem ou irritam, o amor nos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;ajuda a ver além das aparências e a  entender que o estado de&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;espírito deles pode ser resultado de dissabores  consigo mesmos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Não é necessário reagir, nem adotar o mesmo azedume.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Toda vez que nos sentirmos fora de contexto com o mundo ao&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;nosso redor,  precisamos apenas espalhar o amor que temos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Distribuindo nosso amor nos  sentimos capazes de colocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;ordem na desordem. E ainda nos sobra muito amor  para dar!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Dar amor é um momento de transformação para alma.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Momentos de  transformação decisiva, são momentos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;abençoados quando as adversidades  da vida dão passagem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;para a presença de Deus. Pode ser a mais difícil  das horas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;de crise que traz o despertar dourado da riqueza do Espírito.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Às vezes, precisamos nos disciplinar com o “amor rude”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;para romper um  hábito que possa estar contra os nossos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;mais elevados interesses.  Mas abrir mão desses bloqueios&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;deixa a porta aberta para uma maior  doação de nosso amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Um professor espiritualizado certa vez perguntou  para sua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; turma: Para que vocês vieram a Terra?” Um aluno,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;sentindo que  tinha a resposta certa, levantou-se e disse:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;“Amar!” “Oh, realmente!”, respondeu o professor em um&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;tom de voz que indicava que o aluno estava  para&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;receber uma lição. “Há alguém que você ame mais do que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; tudo na  vida?” O aluno pensou um momento e disse: “Sim”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Ao que o professor  replicou: “Então você ainda não&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;revelou todo seu potencial, pois seu  trabalho não está&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; completo até que você experimente toda a alegria de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;  amar à todos sem distinção!”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Que excelente reflexão nos traz esta  simples mensagem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;do professor! Talvez as crenças arraigadas há muito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;  tempo sobre o amor possam mudar. Crenças sobre o romance,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;sobre família,  sobre relacionamentos especiais, sobre a vida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Essa visão mais  abrangente do amor ideal pode compelir&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;uma pessoa à olhar mais  profundamente para dentro de si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; mesma ao tentar descobrir o que o amor significa realmente,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;e o que significa amar alguém de maneira incondicional.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Quantas vezes você já disse as palavras “ eu te amo” e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;  realmente sentiu a reverência que essas palavras sagradas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;merecem? Quão  largo é o caminho do amor que você trilha?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Ele abrange todos à sua  volta? Quão ciente você está do amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; que retorna para você devido ao  amor que você dá aos outros?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Distribua seu amor em pensamentos, palavras  e ações.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Tente pensar com amor, falar com amor, sentir o amor e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;se aprofundar nele, até que tudo em sua vida esteja;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; absorvido e fundido em  seu amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;John M. Templeton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/36QUIdArdV8" width="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-6377386447287486518?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/6377386447287486518/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=6377386447287486518&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/6377386447287486518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/6377386447287486518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2012/01/vamos-falar-de-amor.html' title='Vamos falar de Amor...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZk2FUeWzyA/TyAar252keI/AAAAAAAAC4w/96XFTB5zhE4/s72-c/ineedyourlove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-1174687185738712308</id><published>2012-01-22T12:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T12:19:05.772-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música do Dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cora Coralina'/><title type='text'>Semeando Otimismo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oM93apAjTF4/TxwaJ8igFpI/AAAAAAAAC4c/tAahViF8VjU/s1600/baloonsaddgirl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oM93apAjTF4/TxwaJ8igFpI/AAAAAAAAC4c/tAahViF8VjU/s400/baloonsaddgirl.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Procuro semear otimismo e plantar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; sementes de paz e justiça.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Digo o que penso, com esperança.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Penso no que faço, com fé.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faço o que devo fazer, com amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu me esforço para ser cada dia melhor,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pois bondade também se aprende.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mesmo quando tudo parece desabar,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cabe a mim decidir entre rir ou chorar,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ir ou ficar, desistir ou lutar; porque descobri,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;no caminho incerto da vida,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que o mais importante é o decidir."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cora Coralina&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pensador.uol.com.br/autor/cora_coralina/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aeOUo__8NO8" width="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-1174687185738712308?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/1174687185738712308/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=1174687185738712308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1174687185738712308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1174687185738712308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2012/01/semeando-otimismo.html' title='Semeando Otimismo'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oM93apAjTF4/TxwaJ8igFpI/AAAAAAAAC4c/tAahViF8VjU/s72-c/baloonsaddgirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-5343783253005017877</id><published>2012-01-05T21:43:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T21:45:27.888-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walcyr Carrasco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>A casa de cada um ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7nSHwDYiFc/TwY1lo2_B_I/AAAAAAAAC4Q/udaNkOv7t64/s1600/4235casinha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7nSHwDYiFc/TwY1lo2_B_I/AAAAAAAAC4Q/udaNkOv7t64/s320/4235casinha.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nesta época, gosto de tratar da vida. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dou a roupa que não uso mais. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Livros que não pretendo reler. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Envio caixas para bibliotecas, ou abandono &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;um &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;volume &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;em um shopping ou café, com uma mensagem: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Leia e passe para frente!". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tento avaliar meus atos através de uma perspectiva maior. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Penso na história dos Três Porquinhos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cada um construiu sua casa. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Duas, o Lobo derrubou facilmente. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas a terceira resistiu porque era sólida. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em minha opinião, contos infantis possuem grande &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sabedoria, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;além da história propriamente dita. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gosto desse especialmente. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagino que a vida de cada &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;um seja semelhante a uma casa. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frágil ou sólida, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;depende de como é construída. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muita gente se aproxima de mim e diz:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu tenho um sonho, quero torná-lo realidade! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estremeço. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freqüentemente, o sonho é bonito, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tanto como uma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;casa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;bem pintada. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas sem alicerces. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As paredes racham, a casa cai &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;repentinamente, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;e a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pessoa fica só com entulho. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lamenta-se. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na minha área profissional, isso é muito comum. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Diariamente sou procurado por alguém que sonha em &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ser &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ator &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ou &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;atriz sem nunca ter estudado ou feito teatro. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como é possível jogar todas as fichas em uma profissão &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que nem se conhece? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Há quem largue tudo por uma paixão. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um amigo abandonou mulher e filho recém-nascido. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A nova paixão durou até a noite na qual, no apartamento &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;10º andar, a moça afirmou que podia voar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixa de brincadeira , ele respondeu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu sei voar, sim! rebateu ela.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abriu os braços, pronta para saltar da janela. Ele a segurou. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gritou por socorro. Quase despencaram. Foi viver sozinho &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;com &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;um gato, lembrando-se dos bons tempos da vida &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;doméstica, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;do filho, da harmonia perdida!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Algumas pessoas se preocupam só com os alicerces. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dedicam-se à vida material. Quando venta, não têm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;paredes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;para se proteger. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outras não colocam portas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qualquer um entra na vida delas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenho um amigo que não sabe dizer não (a palavra &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"não" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;é tão mágica quanto uma porta blindada). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Empresta seu dinheiro e nunca recebe. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Namora mulheres problemáticas. Vive cercado de pessoas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que sugam suas energias como autênticos vampiros emocionais. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outro dia lhe perguntei: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por que deixa tanta gente ruim &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;se &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;aproximar de você? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Garante que no próximo ano será diferente. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nada mudará enquanto não consertar a casa de sua vida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;São comuns as pessoas que não pensam no telhado. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vivem como se os dias de tempestade jamais chegassem. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando chove, a casa delas se alaga.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao contrário das que só cuidam dos alicerces, não se &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;preocupam com o dia de amanhã. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Certa vez uma amiga conseguiu vender um terreno &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;valioso &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;recebido em herança. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comentei: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Agora você pode comprar um apartamento &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;para morar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Preferiu alugar uma mansão. Mobiliou. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Durante meses morou como uma rainha. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quase um ano depois, já não tinha dinheiro para &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;botar um &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;bife na mesa! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aproveito as festas de fim de ano para examinar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;a casa que construí. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alguma parede rachou porque tomei uma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;atitude contra meus princípios? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixei alguma telha quebrada? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Há um assunto pendente me incomodando como uma goteira? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minha porta tem uma chave para ser bem fechada quando &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;preciso,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;mas também para ser aberta quando vierem as &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pessoas que amo?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;É um bom momento para decidir o que consertar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para mudar alguma coisa e tornar a casa mais agradável. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sou envolvido por um sentimento muito especial. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao longo dos anos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;cada pessoa constrói sua casa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O bom é que sempre se pode reformar, arrumar, decorar!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Walcyr Carrasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-5343783253005017877?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/5343783253005017877/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=5343783253005017877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5343783253005017877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5343783253005017877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2012/01/casa-de-cada-um.html' title='A casa de cada um ...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7nSHwDYiFc/TwY1lo2_B_I/AAAAAAAAC4Q/udaNkOv7t64/s72-c/4235casinha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-8349854285276703215</id><published>2012-01-01T16:38:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T16:41:27.867-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Ser Feliz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música do Dia'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8BkLEXDEKHI/TwCl9heflVI/AAAAAAAAC34/x3H-jjbLwiU/s1600/copacabana2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8BkLEXDEKHI/TwCl9heflVI/AAAAAAAAC34/x3H-jjbLwiU/s320/copacabana2012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O legal é olhar para trás e sentir orgulho da sua história.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Claro que a vida nos prega algumas peças, e este ano&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; que passou foi um ano cheio delas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Coisas absolutamente normais para quem vive ... rs &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Às vezes esperamos demais das pessoas, tem também&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;aquele negócio que não deu certo, aquela viagem&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; que não aconteceu, o amigo que decepcionou...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Fazer o quê, né? Acabar com o seu dia? Com o seu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ano? Com o seu bom humor? Com a sua esperança?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jamais!!! Bom, então desejo à todos sabedoria!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que saibamos transformar tudo o que nos acontece&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; em notáveis experiências!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que saibamos compreender mais e julgar menos!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que a virada deste ano não seja somente uma data,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mas um momento para repensarmos tudo, afinal&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sonhos e desejos podem se tornar realidade somente se&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;acreditarmos e lutarmos por eles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que o ano que se inicia seja do tamanho que você fizer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e que eu possa de alguma forma, "mesmo virtualmente",&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;contribuir e fazer parte dele.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Desejo também à todos vocês muito "Amor pra recomeçar..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy New Year!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="290" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Or9Df1sb-WI" width="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-8349854285276703215?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/8349854285276703215/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=8349854285276703215&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8349854285276703215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8349854285276703215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8BkLEXDEKHI/TwCl9heflVI/AAAAAAAAC34/x3H-jjbLwiU/s72-c/copacabana2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-8108015189165793861</id><published>2011-12-05T07:23:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T07:23:00.202-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>Dance com a Vida ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DO6iGpVkcl0/TtwTgtAtdMI/AAAAAAAAC3o/Yt9rYF0Oeic/s1600/aovento.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DO6iGpVkcl0/TtwTgtAtdMI/AAAAAAAAC3o/Yt9rYF0Oeic/s320/aovento.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flua com a vida… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dissolva-se na existência… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perca definitivamente a ilusão do controle… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que está programado para acontecer, vai acontecer, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;independente da sua vigília ou da sua preocupação… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dance com a vida… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo que chega é bom, tudo que parte também… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo que nos acontece é útil e necessário ao nosso &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;crescimento espiritual. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Afinal somos seres espirituais passando por uma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;experiência material e não o contrário… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desfrute! Estar vivo é tão glorioso… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Universo não cobra nada de nós,&amp;nbsp;tudo que ele espera &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;é que saibamos conviver como irmãos, visto que somos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;filhos do mesmo Pai… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As crianças entendem tão bem esse querer divino... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qual é a nossa dificuldade? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se o nosso tempo aqui na terra é tão curto, por que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;desperdiçá-lo com divergências, ansiedades e frustrações? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ninguém decepciona ninguém,&amp;nbsp;nós é que lançamos expectativas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;demais sobre as pessoas… cada um só pode dar o que tem…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Liberte as pessoas de suas expectativas e você vai ver como &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a vida fica mais levem e a felicidade se tornará inevitável. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viva intensamente o dia de hoje,&amp;nbsp;quem pode saber do amanhã? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A vida é essa coisa que acontece agora, neste exato momento,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no instante seguinte, já será passado, sem nenhuma importância. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Transforme a sua passagem pela terra em dança… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olhe para o mundo com olhos de criança e tudo lhe parecerá &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;confortável e deslumbrante! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As crianças são mestras na arte de encontrar Deus nas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pequeninas coisas… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Celebre a vida que pulsa em todo o seu corpo e, desta &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forma, você não precisará mais correr atrás da felicidade, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pois&amp;nbsp;ela o alcançará onde quer que você esteja!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(autoria desconhecida)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-8108015189165793861?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/8108015189165793861/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=8108015189165793861&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8108015189165793861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8108015189165793861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/12/dance-com-vida.html' title='Dance com a Vida ...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DO6iGpVkcl0/TtwTgtAtdMI/AAAAAAAAC3o/Yt9rYF0Oeic/s72-c/aovento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-2732996148576026824</id><published>2011-11-30T11:38:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T00:31:15.654-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luiz Gonzaga Pinheiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>Sábias definições...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj0OQmKgfA8/TtYxqWvpjqI/AAAAAAAAC3g/mQjslGKb_zI/s1600/soprando21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="218" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj0OQmKgfA8/TtYxqWvpjqI/AAAAAAAAC3g/mQjslGKb_zI/s320/soprando21.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amigo:&lt;/strong&gt; É alguém que fica para ajudar quando &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;todo mundo se afasta. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adeus: &lt;/strong&gt;É quando o coração que parte deixa a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;metade com quem fica.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amor ao próximo:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando o estranho passa a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ser o amigo que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ainda não abraçamos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caridade:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando a gente está com fome, só &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tem uma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;bolacha e reparte.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carinho:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando a gente não encontra nenhuma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;palavra para &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;expressar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;o que sente e fala com as mãos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;colocando o afago em cada dedo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ciúme:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando o coração fica apertado porque &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;não confia em si mesmo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doutrinação:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando a gente conversa com o &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espírito colocando &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;o coração em cada palavra. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cordialidade: &lt;/strong&gt;É quando amamos muito uma pessoa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e tratamos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;todo mundo da maneira que a tratamos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evangelho:&lt;/strong&gt; É um livro que só se lê bem &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;com o coração.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evolução:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando a gente está lá na frente e sente &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;vontade de &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;buscar quem ficou para trás. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filhos:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando Deus entrega uma jóia em nossas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mãos e &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;recomenda cuidá-la. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fé: &lt;/strong&gt;É quando a gente diz que vai escalar um &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everest e o coração &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;já o considera feito. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fome:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando o estômago manda um pedido &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;para a boca e ela silencia. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entendimento:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando um velhinho caminha devagar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;na nossa frente &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;e a gente, estando apressado, não reclama.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inveja:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando a gente ainda não descobriu que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pode ser mais &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;e melhor do que o outro. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inimizade:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando a gente empurra a linha do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;afeto para bem distante. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lealdade:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando a gente prefere morrer que trair &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a quem ama.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lágrima:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando o coração pede aos olhos que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;falem por ele. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mágoa:&lt;/strong&gt; É um espinho que a gente coloca no coração &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e se &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;esquece de retirar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maldade:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando arrancamos as asas do anjo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que deveríamos ser. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morte:&lt;/strong&gt; Quer dizer viagem, transferência ou qualquer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;coisa com &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheiro de eternidade. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perfume:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando mesmo de olhos fechados a gente &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;reconhece &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;quem nos faz feliz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Netos:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando Deus tem pena dos avós e manda &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;anjos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;para alegrá-los. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orgulho:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando a gente é uma formiga e quer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;convencer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;os outros de que é um elefante.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ódio:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando plantamos trigo o ano todo e estando &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;os &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;pendões maduros a gente queima tudo em um dia. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perdão:&lt;/strong&gt; É uma alegria que a gente dá e que pensava &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que jamais a teria.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paz:&lt;/strong&gt; É o prêmio de quem cumpre honestamente o dever. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obsessor:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando o Espírito adoece, manda embora &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;compaixão e convida a vingança para morar com ele. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pessimismo:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando a gente perde a capacidade de &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ver em cores.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raiva:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando colocamos uma muralha no caminho da paz. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preguiça:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando entra vírus na coragem e ela adoece. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simplicidade:&lt;/strong&gt; É o comportamento de quem começa a ser sábio.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sexo:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando a gente ama tanto que tem vontade de &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;morar dentro do outro. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saudade:&lt;/strong&gt; É estando longe, sentir vontade de voar; e &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;estando &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;perto, querer parar o tempo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Supérfluo:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando a nossa sede precisa de um gole &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de água &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;e a gente pede um rio inteiro. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Solidão:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando estamos cercados por pessoas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas o &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;coração não vê ninguém por perto.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ternura:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando alguém nos olha e os olhos brilham &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;como &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;duas estrelas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinceridade:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando nos expressamos como se o &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;outro &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;estivesse do outro lado do espelho. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vaidade:&lt;/strong&gt; É quando a gente abdica da nossa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;essência &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;por outra; geralmente pior.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Texto de Luiz Gonzaga Pinheiro retirado do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;livro "O Homem que Veio da Sombra"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-2732996148576026824?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/2732996148576026824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj0OQmKgfA8/TtYxqWvpjqI/AAAAAAAAC3g/mQjslGKb_zI/s72-c/soprando21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-3385867327038227107</id><published>2011-11-28T07:44:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T07:44:00.793-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>A Cura Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zP7x_Nh6KK0/TtLQXamh6tI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/pTcNW4T3WPk/s1600/alone2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="232" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zP7x_Nh6KK0/TtLQXamh6tI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/pTcNW4T3WPk/s320/alone2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não trate apenas dos sintomas, tentando eliminá-los sem &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;a causa da enfermidade seja também extinta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A cura real somente acontece do interior para o exterior ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sim, diga a seu médico que voce tem dor no peito, mas diga &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;também que sua dor é dor de tristeza, é dor de &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;angústia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conte a seu médico que voce tem azia,mas descubra o &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;motivo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;pelo qual você, com seu gênio, aumenta &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;a produção &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de ácidos no estômago.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Relate que voce tem diabetes, no entanto, não se esqueça &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de dizer tambem que não está encontrando mais doçura &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;em &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;sua vida e que está muito difícil suportar o peso de &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;suas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;frustrações.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mencione que voce sofre de enxaqueca, todavia confesse que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;padece com seu perfeccionismo, com a autocrítica, que é muito &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sensível à crítica alheia e demasiadamente ansioso.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muitos querem se curar, mas poucos estão dispostos a neutralizar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;em si o ácido da calúnia, o veneno da inveja, o bacilo do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pessimismo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;e o câncer do egoismo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não querem mudar de vida. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Procuram a cura de um câncer, mas se recusam a abrir mão de &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uma simples mágoa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretendem a desobstrução das artérias coronárias, mas querem &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;continuar com o peito fechado pelo rancor e pela agressividade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Almejam a cura de problemas oculares, todavia não retiram dos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;olhos a venda do criticismo e da maledicência.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pedem a solução para a depressão, entretanto, não abrem mão &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do orgulho ferido e do forte sentimento de decepção em relação &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a perdas experimentadas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suplicam auxílio para os problemas de tireóide, mas não cuidam &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de suas frustrações e ressentimentos, não &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;levantam a voz para &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;expressarem suas legítimas necessidades.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imploram a cura de um nódulo de mama, todavia, insistem em &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;manter bloqueada a ternura e a afetividade por conta das feridas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;emocionais do passado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clamam pela intercessão divina, porém permanecem surdos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;gritos de socorro que partem de pessoas muito próximas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de si mesmos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deus nos fala através de mil modos; a enfermidade é um &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;deles e por certo, o principal recado que lhe chega da sabedoria &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;divina é que está faltando mais amor e harmonia em sua vida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toda cura é sempre uma autocura e o Evangelho de Jesus &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;é a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;farmácia onde encontraremos os remédios que nos curam &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;por dentro. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Há dois mil anos esses remédios estão à nossa disposição.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando nos decidiremos?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;José Carlos De Lucca - Livro "O Médico Jesus"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-3385867327038227107?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/3385867327038227107/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=3385867327038227107&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3385867327038227107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3385867327038227107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/11/cura-real.html' title='A Cura Real'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zP7x_Nh6KK0/TtLQXamh6tI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/pTcNW4T3WPk/s72-c/alone2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-6048973281243714364</id><published>2011-11-27T15:23:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T15:25:44.584-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compaixão'/><title type='text'>Compaixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iBxY7jC-rqs/TtJx6-VoQ6I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/W_BwlrfU6iE/s1600/oi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="311" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iBxY7jC-rqs/TtJx6-VoQ6I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/W_BwlrfU6iE/s320/oi.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A nossa natureza compassiva suaviza a intolerância com amor e compreensão, levando-nos ao perfeito equilíbrio. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A compaixão nos brinda com paciência, visão ampla, aceitação, tolerância e amor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando somos compassivos, o nosso coração fica grande o suficiente para que aceitemos os outros como eles são, incluindo as suas falhas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A compaixão nos ajuda a reconhecer e aceitar o fato de que nós também temos falhas, cometem os erros e às vezes ficamos confusos, desorientados e inseguros.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ela nos leva a ver que são as nossas falhas e imperfeições que nos dão profundidade e originalidade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ela permite que nos olhemos no espelho e vejamos nossa verdadeira beleza, mesmo em meio aos julgamentos e criticismos do nosso ego ferido.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A compaixão nos confere empatia e a licença para sermos totalmente nós mesmos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Através dos olhos espirituais da compaixão, nós nos vemos como um filho adorado deste universo divino.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Debbie Ford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-6048973281243714364?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/6048973281243714364/comments/default' title='Postar 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu possa caminhar através dos meus pensamentos e das minhas ações, sabendo que este é apenas o meu caminho e que cada um tem o seu... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu navegue solitário nas inquietudes das minhas frustrações e insatisfações para não contaminar os que me cercam...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu não crie tempestades devido a um simples problema ou devido a um problema simples...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu saiba que uma palavra basta para afastar uma amizade, mas que eu também entenda que se isso ocorrer é porque nunca houve amizade...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que os reflexos das minhas ações ilumine minha alma e arraste as pessoas que me querem bem e as que não me querem também...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que a natureza seja por mim respeitada com a consciência de saber que é o único caminho para se ter futuro...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que nada atrapalhe o meu caminho, para que eu possa vencer os meus próprios obstáculos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que o meu raio de Luz não ofusque o brilho das pessoas que convivo, mas que sirva de guia para ajudar a iluminar os seus caminhos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que a força do meu trabalho possa ser envolvente e que esse envolvimento arraste os descrentes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu aprenda sempre a calar quando não é para falar e que aprenda mais ainda a ouvir quando não devo falar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que ao avistar um arco-íris eu saiba que o seu tesouro é a sua beleza e que a minha riqueza é o meu lar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu saiba que Deus existe e que Ele me guia no caminho que o meu pensamento trilha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que os amigos que encontro pelo meu caminho eu não os desaponte para não quebrar a confiança da sua amizade...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu tenha coerência para exigir os meus direitos e, se porventura eles prejudicarem alguém que eu seja justo com as minhas ações...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu tenha disposição para cuidar do meu corpo, ele é minha morada e que meu espírito seja consequência dele...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu entenda as pessoas que dizem ter fé e louvam a Deus, mas que não conseguem ceder seu lugar para um semelhante...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu faça com que os meus dias passem mas que nunca fique esperando que apenas passem...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu saiba que se eu tentar poderá não dar certo, mas se eu querer não há como não dar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que os amigos virtuais que tenho se sintam tão amigos quanto os pessoais que conheço...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que Deus me permita ficar vermelho por errar mas que nunca me deixe viver amarelo por não tentar... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que na escalada curta da minha vida não me permita perder tempo com longas intrigas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que Deus esteja do meu lado mas que não olhe só para mim, para não observar todas as minhas falhas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E que Deus me permita ser seu amigo virtual para que essa oração possa chegar até ELE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Irineu Fernandes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EsAx0TSg9Hw/Tsk2IL0ZHoI/AAAAAAAAC2w/sWRmukkpB-Y/s1600/mar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="236" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EsAx0TSg9Hw/Tsk2IL0ZHoI/AAAAAAAAC2w/sWRmukkpB-Y/s320/mar.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Há momentos na vida em que sentimos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tanto a falta de alguém que o que mais queremos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;é tirar esta pessoa de nossos sonhos e abraçá-la." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4831788953846629981?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4831788953846629981/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4831788953846629981&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4831788953846629981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4831788953846629981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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term='Vida'/><title type='text'>Cruzando caminhos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phVtoujEoEE/TskU3Y3nl2I/AAAAAAAAC2o/fnxUHK3P-U8/s1600/AMIGAS+VINI.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phVtoujEoEE/TskU3Y3nl2I/AAAAAAAAC2o/fnxUHK3P-U8/s320/AMIGAS+VINI.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ninguém cruza nosso caminho por acaso, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e não entramos na Vida de ninguém &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sem alguma razão." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Chico Xavier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-1596909166182103827?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/1596909166182103827/comments/default' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Senhor;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faze-me perceber que o trabalho &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do bem &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;aguarda em toda parte. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não me consintas perder tempo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;através de indagações inúteis. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lembra-me, por misericórdia, que estou no &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;caminho da evolução, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;com os meus semelhantes, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;não para consertá-los e sim para &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;atender &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;à &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;minha &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;própria melhoria. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Induze-me à respeitar os direitos alheios, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a fim de que os meus sejam preservados. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dá-me consciência do lugar que me compete, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;para que não esteja a exigir da vida &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aquilo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;que não me pertence. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não me permitas sonhar com realizações &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;incompatíveis com os meus recursos, entretanto &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;por acréscimo de bondade, fortalece-me para a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;execução das pequeninas tarefas ao meu alcance. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apaga-me os melindres pessoais, de modo que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;não &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;me transforme em estorvo diante dos irmãos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aos quais devo convivência e cooperação. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Auxilia-me à reconhecer que cansaço e dificuldade &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;não podem converter-me em pessoa intratável, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas mostra-me, por piedade, quanto posso fazer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nas boas obras, usando paciência e coragem, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;acima de quaisquer provações que me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;atinjam a existência.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Concede-me forças para irradiar a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paz &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;e &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;o Amor que nos ensinaste. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E, sobretudo, Senhor, perdoa as minhas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fragilidades &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;e sustenta-me a fé para que eu &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;possa estar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;sempre em Ti, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;servindo aos outros. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que assim seja!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Meimei - Chico Xavier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-7025751169713687173?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/7025751169713687173/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=7025751169713687173&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7025751169713687173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7025751169713687173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/11/prece-de-meimei.html' title='Prece de Meimei'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3oIsuIap7E/Tr8XYmmPJzI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/7QjWsdHQ2w0/s72-c/orando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-8754408220670851913</id><published>2011-11-09T21:35:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T21:35:49.412-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'>Exigir o mínimo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xL7gVj8MfGY/TrsOBDmEIeI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/8TEiVKDaaJ0/s1600/mo%25C3%25A7aeborboleta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" 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"Farei o possível para não amar demais as pessoas, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sobretudo por causa das pessoas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Às vezes o amor que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;se dá pesa, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;quase como &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uma responsabilidade na pessoa que o recebe. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu tenho essa tendência geral para exagerar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e resolvi tentar não exigir dos outros senão o mínimo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É uma forma de paz." ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-8754408220670851913?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/8754408220670851913/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=8754408220670851913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8754408220670851913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8754408220670851913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/11/exigir-o-minimo.html' title='Exigir o mínimo...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xL7gVj8MfGY/TrsOBDmEIeI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/8TEiVKDaaJ0/s72-c/mo%25C3%25A7aeborboleta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-5809524167268720085</id><published>2011-11-08T08:11:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T08:15:54.892-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sócrates'/><title type='text'>Alma imortal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLR3pYLLkOo/TrkAIop0dVI/AAAAAAAAC2I/3mpJyH6B_PM/s1600/socrates_morte.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLR3pYLLkOo/TrkAIop0dVI/AAAAAAAAC2I/3mpJyH6B_PM/s320/socrates_morte.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alguns séculos antes de Cristo, vivia em Atenas, o filósofo Sócrates. A sua filosofia não era uma teoria especulativa, mas a própria vida que ele vivia. Aos setenta e tantos anos foi Sócrates condenado à morte, embora inocente. Enquanto aguardava no cárcere o dia da execução, seus amigos e discípulos moviam céus e terra para o preservar da morte. O filósofo, porém, não moveu um dedo para esse fim; com perfeita tranqüilidade e paz de espírito aguardou o dia em que ia beber o veneno mortífero. Na véspera da execução, conseguiram seus amigos subornar o carcereiro, que abriu a porta da prisão. Críton, o mais ardente dos discípulos de Sócrates, entrou na cadeia e disse ao mestre: "Foge depressa, Sócrates!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Fugir, por que?" - Perguntou o preso. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ora, não sabes que amanhã&amp;nbsp;vão te&amp;nbsp;matar?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Matar-me? À mim? Ninguém&amp;nbsp;pode matar-me!" Depois puxando com os dedos a pele da mão, Sócrates perguntou: "Críton, achas que isto aqui é Sócrates?" E, batendo com o punho no osso do crânio, acrescentou: "Achas que isto aqui é Sócrates?&amp;nbsp;Pois é isto que eles vão matar, este invólucro material; mas não a mim. EU SOU A MINHA ALMA. Ninguém pode matar Sócrates!" Sócrates permaneceu&amp;nbsp;sentado na cadeia aberta, enquanto Críton se retirava, chorando, sem compreender o que ele considerava teimosia ou estranho idealismo do mestre. No dia seguinte, quando o sentenciado já bebera o veneno mortal e seu corpo ia perdendo aos poucos a sensibilidade, Críton perguntou-lhe, entre soluços: "Sócrates, onde queres que te enterremos?" Ao que o filósofo, semiconsciente, murmurou: "Já te disse, amigo, ninguém pode enterrar Sócrates, quanto a esse invólucro, enterrai-o onde quiserdes. Não sou eu,&amp;nbsp;EU SOU MINHA ALMA." E assim expirou esse homem, que tinha descoberto o segredo da FELICIDADE, que nem a morte pôde-lhe roubar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Parte de um texto de Uberto Rhodes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;morte não existe! Somos seres imortais. Só&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;morremos, quando somos simplesmente,&amp;nbsp;esquecidos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-5809524167268720085?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/5809524167268720085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=5809524167268720085&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5809524167268720085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5809524167268720085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/11/alma-imortal.html' title='Alma imortal'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hLR3pYLLkOo/TrkAIop0dVI/AAAAAAAAC2I/3mpJyH6B_PM/s72-c/socrates_morte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4160887575159194208</id><published>2011-11-05T08:07:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T08:07:00.558-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Dor de estimação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ru-ZESNWJck/TrO50YKzd0I/AAAAAAAAC2A/iUJn1lhWw8A/s1600/dor+secreta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ru-ZESNWJck/TrO50YKzd0I/AAAAAAAAC2A/iUJn1lhWw8A/s320/dor+secreta.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Todos temos nossas dores de estimação. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que nos diferencia uns dos outros é a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;capacidade de conviver amigavelmente com elas."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Martha Medeiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4160887575159194208?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4160887575159194208/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4160887575159194208&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4160887575159194208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4160887575159194208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/11/dor-de-estimacao.html' title='Dor de estimação'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ru-ZESNWJck/TrO50YKzd0I/AAAAAAAAC2A/iUJn1lhWw8A/s72-c/dor+secreta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-226970650201845661</id><published>2011-11-04T07:15:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T07:15:00.589-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Osho'/><title type='text'>Os 10 mandamentos de Osho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwwtawADYCA/TrNKjvSfnII/AAAAAAAAC14/ovJ76Y1if08/s1600/osho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwwtawADYCA/TrNKjvSfnII/AAAAAAAAC14/ovJ76Y1if08/s320/osho.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 -&lt;/strong&gt; Não obedeça ordens, exceto àquelas que venham de dentro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 -&lt;/strong&gt; O único Deus é a própria Vida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 -&lt;/strong&gt; A verdade está dentro, não a procure em nenhum outro lugar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 -&lt;/strong&gt; O amor é a oração.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 -&lt;/strong&gt; O vazio é a porta para a verdade, é o meio, o fim e a realização.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 -&lt;/strong&gt; A vida é aqui e agora.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 -&lt;/strong&gt; Viva completamente acordado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 -&lt;/strong&gt; Não nade, flutue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 -&lt;/strong&gt; Morra a cada momento para que você possa se renovar a cada momento.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 -&lt;/strong&gt; Pare de buscar. O que é, é. Pare e veja.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-226970650201845661?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/226970650201845661/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=226970650201845661&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/226970650201845661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/226970650201845661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/11/os-10-mandamentos-de-osho.html' title='Os 10 mandamentos de Osho'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwwtawADYCA/TrNKjvSfnII/AAAAAAAAC14/ovJ76Y1if08/s72-c/osho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-844814647661460479</id><published>2011-11-03T08:05:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T08:05:01.198-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ingratidão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goethe'/><title type='text'>Ingratidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cn4ui6d4lxY/TrBZSopvDZI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/ZZh8mvMftBo/s1600/ingratid%25C3%25A3o2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cn4ui6d4lxY/TrBZSopvDZI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/ZZh8mvMftBo/s320/ingratid%25C3%25A3o2.bmp" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ingratidão é uma forma de fraqueza. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jamais conheci homem de valor que fosse ingrato." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Johann Goethe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-844814647661460479?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/844814647661460479/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=844814647661460479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/844814647661460479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/844814647661460479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/11/ingratidao.html' title='Ingratidão'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cn4ui6d4lxY/TrBZSopvDZI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/ZZh8mvMftBo/s72-c/ingratid%25C3%25A3o2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-3291985761132693197</id><published>2011-11-02T08:45:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:49:09.819-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finados'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xu6kI4CIOFw/TrFJyb4RmoI/AAAAAAAAC1w/BaAVpv1q3kI/s1600/c%25C3%25A9u.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xu6kI4CIOFw/TrFJyb4RmoI/AAAAAAAAC1w/BaAVpv1q3kI/s320/c%25C3%25A9u.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No dia de Finados, lembramo-nos das pessoas queridas que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;em&gt;já partiram da Vida terrena e habitam a pátria espiritual. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Consideremos também como o dia do Amor, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;em&gt;porque amar é sentir que o outro não morrerá nunca. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morre o corpo físico, mas o espírito é imortal e um dia &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"se Deus quiser" nos reencontraremos novamente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sabevima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-3291985761132693197?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/3291985761132693197/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=3291985761132693197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3291985761132693197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3291985761132693197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/11/finados-lembramo-nos-das-pessoas.html' title=''/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xu6kI4CIOFw/TrFJyb4RmoI/AAAAAAAAC1w/BaAVpv1q3kI/s72-c/c%25C3%25A9u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-6052205296994526560</id><published>2011-11-01T08:28:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T18:58:04.509-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Pessoas certas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ZgU_RHmE2o/TrBXEvMLmbI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/-CSfwRZYb60/s1600/refletindo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ZgU_RHmE2o/TrBXEvMLmbI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/-CSfwRZYb60/s320/refletindo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pessoas certas não existem ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somos todos errados à procura d&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;alguém que aceite as nossas imperfeições ..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-6052205296994526560?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/6052205296994526560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=6052205296994526560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/6052205296994526560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/6052205296994526560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/11/pessoas-certas.html' title='Pessoas certas...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ZgU_RHmE2o/TrBXEvMLmbI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/-CSfwRZYb60/s72-c/refletindo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-5671281859596614310</id><published>2011-10-29T07:42:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T18:47:28.771-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chaplin'/><title type='text'>Livrando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMwhzAm6u30/TrBamQb0BuI/AAAAAAAAC1g/gaK5wdvURI0/s1600/Chaplin.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMwhzAm6u30/TrBamQb0BuI/AAAAAAAAC1g/gaK5wdvURI0/s1600/Chaplin.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... Então comecei a me livrar de tudo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que não fosse saudável ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pessoas, tarefas, tudo e qualquer coisa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que me pusesse para baixo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De início, minha razão chamou essa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;atitude de egoísmo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje sei que isso se chama amor-próprio. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desisti de ficar revivendo o passado e de &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me preocupar com o futuro. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isso me mantém no presente, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que é onde a vida sempre começa." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charles Chaplin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-5671281859596614310?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/5671281859596614310/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=5671281859596614310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5671281859596614310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5671281859596614310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/livrando.html' title='Livrando...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMwhzAm6u30/TrBamQb0BuI/AAAAAAAAC1g/gaK5wdvURI0/s72-c/Chaplin.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-2704484225856347423</id><published>2011-10-27T08:07:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T08:10:00.528-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Dentro de um Abraço</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wpki9YFlbJs/TqktYnu-jNI/AAAAAAAAC1A/_64RKTCAcUk/s1600/abra%25C3%25A7o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wpki9YFlbJs/TqktYnu-jNI/AAAAAAAAC1A/_64RKTCAcUk/s320/abra%25C3%25A7o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dentro de um abraço é sempre quente, é sempre seguro. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dentro de um abraço não se ouve o tic-tac dos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;relógios e, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;se faltar luz, tanto melhor. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo o que você pensa e sofre, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dentro de um abraço se dissolve." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Martha Medeiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-2704484225856347423?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/2704484225856347423/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=2704484225856347423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/2704484225856347423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/2704484225856347423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/dentro-de-um-abraco.html' title='Dentro de um Abraço'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wpki9YFlbJs/TqktYnu-jNI/AAAAAAAAC1A/_64RKTCAcUk/s72-c/abra%25C3%25A7o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4507253235724820545</id><published>2011-10-26T08:20:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T08:20:00.417-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Augusto Cury'/><title type='text'>Incluir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mex6SjICSWw/TpYhs94B5KI/AAAAAAAACzM/RXRjZ_PSYic/s1600/adeus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mex6SjICSWw/TpYhs94B5KI/AAAAAAAACzM/RXRjZ_PSYic/s320/adeus.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Somos criativos em excluir, mas inábeis em incluir."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Augusto Cury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4507253235724820545?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4507253235724820545/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4507253235724820545&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4507253235724820545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4507253235724820545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/incluir.html' title='Incluir'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mex6SjICSWw/TpYhs94B5KI/AAAAAAAACzM/RXRjZ_PSYic/s72-c/adeus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-1411480406519852336</id><published>2011-10-25T07:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T07:26:51.703-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saudade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZQpNMCjUrQ/TqaAmAS9uQI/AAAAAAAAC04/K8k6gWUZkLY/s1600/listen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZQpNMCjUrQ/TqaAmAS9uQI/AAAAAAAAC04/K8k6gWUZkLY/s320/listen.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Saudade é um dos sentimentos mais urgentes que existem." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-1411480406519852336?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/1411480406519852336/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=1411480406519852336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1411480406519852336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1411480406519852336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/saudade.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZQpNMCjUrQ/TqaAmAS9uQI/AAAAAAAAC04/K8k6gWUZkLY/s72-c/listen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4951467070491930389</id><published>2011-10-24T07:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T18:59:04.805-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Pavio curto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AS5usfLMS1g/TrBc-WcCx_I/AAAAAAAAC1o/aip4wsvRjss/s1600/meiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AS5usfLMS1g/TrBc-WcCx_I/AAAAAAAAC1o/aip4wsvRjss/s320/meiga.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Fui abençoada com um coração meiguíssimo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e em contrapartida, com um pavio bem curto. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exatamente igual à um vidro: Se me jogar no chão, eu quebro. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas se me pisar, ahh...eu corto!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Martha Medeiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4951467070491930389?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4951467070491930389/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4951467070491930389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4951467070491930389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4951467070491930389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/pavio-curto.html' title='Pavio curto'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AS5usfLMS1g/TrBc-WcCx_I/AAAAAAAAC1o/aip4wsvRjss/s72-c/meiga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-9193052041215456021</id><published>2011-10-23T16:01:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T16:12:11.297-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>Uma faxina em mim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9XVp1z-7j7w/TqKxVJw6goI/AAAAAAAACz8/zwpXrrqKyTo/s1600/cartas2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9XVp1z-7j7w/TqKxVJw6goI/AAAAAAAACz8/zwpXrrqKyTo/s320/cartas2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estava precisando fazer uma faxina em mim... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jogar alguns pensamentos indesejados fora, lavar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;alguns tesouros que andavam meio que enferrujados... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Então tirei do fundo das gavetas lembranças &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que não uso e não quero mais! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joguei fora alguns sonhos, algumas ilusões... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Papéis de presente que nunca usei, sorrisos que nunca &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dei; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;joguei fora a raiva e o rancor das flores murchas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;estavam dentro de um livro que nunca li. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olhei para os meus sorrisos futuros e minhas alegrias &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pretendidas e as coloquei num cantinho, bem arrumadinhas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fiquei sem paciência! Tirei tudo de dentro do armário e &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fui &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;jogando no chão: paixões escondidas, desejos reprimidos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;palavras horríveis que nunca queria ter dito, mágoas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de um &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;amigo, lembranças de um dia triste... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas lá também havia outras coisas,&amp;nbsp;e belas!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um passarinho cantando na minha janela...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fui me encantando &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;e me distraindo, olhando para cada &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uma daquelas lembranças. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentei no chão, para poder &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fazer minhas escolhas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela lua cor de prata, o pôr do sol... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joguei direto no saco de lixo os restos de um amor que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me magoou. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peguei as palavras de raiva e de dor que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;estavam na prateleira &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;de cima, pois quase não as uso, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e também joguei fora &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;no mesmo instante! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outras coisas que ainda me magoam, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;coloquei num canto &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;para depois ver o que farei com elas, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;se as esqueço lá &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mesmo ou se as envio para o lixão.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aí, fui naquele cantinho, naquela gaveta que a gente guarda &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tudo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;o que é mais importante: o amor, a alegria, os sorrisos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;um dedinho &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;de fé para os momentos que mais precisamos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como foi bom &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;relembrar tudo aquilo!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Recolhi com carinho &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;o &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;amor encontrado, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;dobrei direitinho &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;os desejos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;coloquei perfume &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;na esperança, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;passei um &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;paninho na &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;prateleira das minhas metas, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;deixei-as à &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mostra, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;para não perdê-las de vista. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coloquei nas prateleiras &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de baixo algumas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;lembranças da &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;infância, na gaveta de &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cima &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;as da minha juventude e, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;pendurado bem à minha &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;frente, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;coloquei a minha capacidade &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;de amar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e principalmente de RECOMEÇAR.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Carlos Favaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-9193052041215456021?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/9193052041215456021/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=9193052041215456021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/9193052041215456021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/9193052041215456021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/uma-faxina-em-mim.html' title='Uma faxina em mim...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9XVp1z-7j7w/TqKxVJw6goI/AAAAAAAACz8/zwpXrrqKyTo/s72-c/cartas2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-7920094422322338939</id><published>2011-10-22T08:13:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T08:13:00.248-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Augusto Cury'/><title type='text'>Frágeis &amp; Fortes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2CO1UFmZFPM/TpYgXzEYB-I/AAAAAAAACzE/hSQXlOOETXc/s1600/chorando.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2CO1UFmZFPM/TpYgXzEYB-I/AAAAAAAACzE/hSQXlOOETXc/s320/chorando.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Começamos a entender que, quando somos frágeis, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aí é que nos tornamos fortes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Augusto Cury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-7920094422322338939?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/7920094422322338939/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=7920094422322338939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7920094422322338939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7920094422322338939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/frageis-fortes.html' title='Frágeis &amp; Fortes'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2CO1UFmZFPM/TpYgXzEYB-I/AAAAAAAACzE/hSQXlOOETXc/s72-c/chorando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-7562110149507788180</id><published>2011-10-20T08:02:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T08:02:00.797-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Augusto Cury'/><title type='text'>Dentro de si...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Vcge7TiP0U/TpYdgC_5RjI/AAAAAAAACy8/fWoUqmyijQQ/s1600/decostas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Vcge7TiP0U/TpYdgC_5RjI/AAAAAAAACy8/fWoUqmyijQQ/s320/decostas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Só dorme bem quem aprende primeiramente &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a repousar dentro de si."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Augusto Cury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-7562110149507788180?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/7562110149507788180/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=7562110149507788180&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7562110149507788180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7562110149507788180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/dentro-de-si.html' title='Dentro de si...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Vcge7TiP0U/TpYdgC_5RjI/AAAAAAAACy8/fWoUqmyijQQ/s72-c/decostas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-2454088225695640630</id><published>2011-10-18T07:54:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T07:54:00.178-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humildade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Roberto Gaefke'/><title type='text'>Humildade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaKyAFay2dY/TpYcBy0reRI/AAAAAAAACy0/8n8BQmdw2Rg/s1600/mar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaKyAFay2dY/TpYcBy0reRI/AAAAAAAACy0/8n8BQmdw2Rg/s320/mar.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Você sabe por que o mar é tão grande?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tão imenso? Tão poderoso?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É porque teve a humildade de colocar-se &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;alguns centímetros abaixo de todos os rios." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Paulo Roberto Gaefke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-2454088225695640630?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/2454088225695640630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=2454088225695640630&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/2454088225695640630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/2454088225695640630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/humildade.html' title='Humildade'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaKyAFay2dY/TpYcBy0reRI/AAAAAAAACy0/8n8BQmdw2Rg/s72-c/mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4577354564826836977</id><published>2011-10-17T08:08:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T08:08:00.922-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='João Guimarães Rosa'/><title type='text'>Capinar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eF0B9125upc/TpXm_lDf4tI/AAAAAAAACyM/0RvcVfEM-TM/s1600/Capinar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eF0B9125upc/TpXm_lDf4tI/AAAAAAAACyM/0RvcVfEM-TM/s320/Capinar.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A colheita é comum,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;mas o capinar é sozinho."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;João Guimarães Rosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4577354564826836977?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4577354564826836977/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4577354564826836977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4577354564826836977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4577354564826836977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/capinar.html' title='Capinar'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eF0B9125upc/TpXm_lDf4tI/AAAAAAAACyM/0RvcVfEM-TM/s72-c/Capinar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-5922835654940650051</id><published>2011-10-16T08:04:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T08:04:00.507-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mahatma Gandhi'/><title type='text'>Tenha sempre...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vpf7YcYLkqU/TpiW2epOvhI/AAAAAAAACzs/jVeQ6KZBPBM/s1600/deitadanocampo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vpf7YcYLkqU/TpiW2epOvhI/AAAAAAAACzs/jVeQ6KZBPBM/s320/deitadanocampo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tenha sempre bons pensamentos porque os seus &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pensamentos se transformam em suas palavras&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenha boas palavras porque as suas palavras &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;se &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;transformam em suas ações.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenha boas ações porque as suas ações se &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;transformam em seus hábitos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenha bons hábitos porque os seus hábitos se &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;transformam em seus valores&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenha bons valores porque os seu valores se &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;transformam no seu próprio destino."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mahatma Ghandi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-5922835654940650051?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/5922835654940650051/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=5922835654940650051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5922835654940650051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5922835654940650051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/tenha-sempre.html' title='Tenha sempre...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vpf7YcYLkqU/TpiW2epOvhI/AAAAAAAACzs/jVeQ6KZBPBM/s72-c/deitadanocampo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-5810304712864625903</id><published>2011-10-15T16:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T16:04:17.764-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cora Coralina'/><title type='text'>Cada dia melhor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_4m-_7vvQk/TpnZD1Gr0FI/AAAAAAAACz0/C3Dk6POVaJ4/s1600/sara+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_4m-_7vvQk/TpnZD1Gr0FI/AAAAAAAACz0/C3Dk6POVaJ4/s320/sara+3.jpg" width="311" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tenho consciência de ser autêntica e procuro superar todos os dias minha própria personalidade, despedaçando dentro de mim tudo que é velho e morto, pois lutar é a palavra vibrante que levanta os fracos e determina os fortes. O importante é semear, produzir milhões de sorrisos de solidariedade e amizade. Procuro semear otimismo e plantar sementes de paz e justiça. Digo o que penso, com esperança. Penso no que faço, com fé. Faço o que devo fazer, com amor. Me esforço para ser cada dia melhor, pois bondade também se aprende!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cora Coralina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-5810304712864625903?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/5810304712864625903/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=5810304712864625903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5810304712864625903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5810304712864625903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/cada-dia-melhor.html' title='Cada dia melhor...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_4m-_7vvQk/TpnZD1Gr0FI/AAAAAAAACz0/C3Dk6POVaJ4/s72-c/sara+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-8701019002363433526</id><published>2011-10-15T08:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T08:17:00.225-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Augusto Cury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Felicidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Ser Feliz'/><title type='text'>Ser Feliz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wsWNKLfAHkg/TpXpZopvC1I/AAAAAAAACyU/nSqmD92IsSA/s1600/toucavermelha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wsWNKLfAHkg/TpXpZopvC1I/AAAAAAAACyU/nSqmD92IsSA/s320/toucavermelha.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ser feliz não é ter uma vida perfeita. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas usar as lágrimas para irrigar a tolerância. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Usar as perdas para refinar a paciência. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Usar as falhas para esculpir a serenidade. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Usar a dor para lapidar o prazer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Usar os obstáculos para abrir as janelas da inteligência."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Augusto Cury&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-8701019002363433526?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/8701019002363433526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=8701019002363433526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8701019002363433526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8701019002363433526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/ser-feliz.html' title='Ser Feliz'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wsWNKLfAHkg/TpXpZopvC1I/AAAAAAAACyU/nSqmD92IsSA/s72-c/toucavermelha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4805692417389202524</id><published>2011-10-14T07:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T07:53:00.184-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='João Guimarães Rosa'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vi0n4HnatOA/TpXioTde3TI/AAAAAAAACyE/PycXpoA3iFE/s1600/bal%25C3%25A3omoon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vi0n4HnatOA/TpXioTde3TI/AAAAAAAACyE/PycXpoA3iFE/s320/bal%25C3%25A3omoon.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quando nada acontece, há um grande &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;milagre acontecendo que não estamos vendo."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;João Guimarães Rosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4805692417389202524?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4805692417389202524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4805692417389202524&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4805692417389202524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4805692417389202524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/quando-nada-acontece-ha-um-grande.html' title=''/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vi0n4HnatOA/TpXioTde3TI/AAAAAAAACyE/PycXpoA3iFE/s72-c/bal%25C3%25A3omoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-1533632415368179542</id><published>2011-10-13T08:49:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T08:49:00.906-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Augusto Cury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Citações'/><title type='text'>Monstros de fora...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BcK5fF9IHwU/TpLS2MksxMI/AAAAAAAACxY/UU0EwHFofG4/s1600/sombrinha+vermelha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BcK5fF9IHwU/TpLS2MksxMI/AAAAAAAACxY/UU0EwHFofG4/s320/sombrinha+vermelha.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"É possível fugir dos monstros de fora, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas não dos que temos dentro da mente."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Augusto Cury&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-1533632415368179542?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/1533632415368179542/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=1533632415368179542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1533632415368179542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1533632415368179542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/monstros-de-fora.html' title='Monstros de fora...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BcK5fF9IHwU/TpLS2MksxMI/AAAAAAAACxY/UU0EwHFofG4/s72-c/sombrinha+vermelha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-6409395887198726285</id><published>2011-10-12T13:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T13:20:29.337-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Felicidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mário Quintana'/><title type='text'>Simplicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TjDgV2-i04E/TpW95e_YT3I/AAAAAAAACxk/0DENrEiv6yk/s1600/meninacampobrincando.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TjDgV2-i04E/TpW95e_YT3I/AAAAAAAACxk/0DENrEiv6yk/s1600/meninacampobrincando.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Faça o que for necessário para ser feliz, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas não se &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;esqueça &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;que a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;felicidade&amp;nbsp;é um sentimento tão simples, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que você pode &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;encontrá-la &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;e deixá-la ir embora &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;por não perceber sua simplicidade." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-6409395887198726285?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/6409395887198726285/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=6409395887198726285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/6409395887198726285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/6409395887198726285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/simplicidade.html' title='Simplicidade'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TjDgV2-i04E/TpW95e_YT3I/AAAAAAAACxk/0DENrEiv6yk/s72-c/meninacampobrincando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4410495617499668997</id><published>2011-10-11T08:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T13:31:45.165-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='José Saramago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Meu coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IR8g4Dsu8X0/TpXAwJsQlsI/AAAAAAAACx0/SoA5GG_W5UU/s1600/cora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o367.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IR8g4Dsu8X0/TpXAwJsQlsI/AAAAAAAACx0/SoA5GG_W5UU/s320/cora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o367.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Se tens um coração de ferro, bom proveito. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O meu, fizeram-no de carne, e sangra todo dia." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;José Saramago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4410495617499668997?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4410495617499668997/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4410495617499668997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4410495617499668997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4410495617499668997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/meu-coracao.html' title='Meu coração'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IR8g4Dsu8X0/TpXAwJsQlsI/AAAAAAAACx0/SoA5GG_W5UU/s72-c/cora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-5066106574701678754</id><published>2011-10-10T08:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T13:22:38.336-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'>Acumulando</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="304" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4CydN4UyHo8/TpMbv6szpAI/AAAAAAAACxc/6P1NzcslDgc/s320/words23.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Eu vou me acumulando, acumulando, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;até que não caibo em mim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;e estouro em palavras."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-5066106574701678754?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/5066106574701678754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=5066106574701678754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5066106574701678754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5066106574701678754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/acumulando.html' title='Acumulando'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4CydN4UyHo8/TpMbv6szpAI/AAAAAAAACxc/6P1NzcslDgc/s72-c/words23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-3583785189228294715</id><published>2011-10-08T07:45:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T19:50:11.326-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'>Feliz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eky6VJK1rV4/TpN2Ay8bBOI/AAAAAAAACxg/gVR3OodJqBc/s1600/muitofeliz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eky6VJK1rV4/TpN2Ay8bBOI/AAAAAAAACxg/gVR3OodJqBc/s320/muitofeliz.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Não tenho tempo para mais nada,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; ser feliz me consome muito."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-3583785189228294715?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/3583785189228294715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=3583785189228294715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3583785189228294715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3583785189228294715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/feliz.html' title='Feliz'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eky6VJK1rV4/TpN2Ay8bBOI/AAAAAAAACxg/gVR3OodJqBc/s72-c/muitofeliz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-7932558076737612255</id><published>2011-10-07T08:23:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T13:27:20.265-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>Se transforma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4SF5FMBwUkk/TpW_fjkrFXI/AAAAAAAACxs/WXPPCaUL9uo/s1600/loveandworld2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4SF5FMBwUkk/TpW_fjkrFXI/AAAAAAAACxs/WXPPCaUL9uo/s320/loveandworld2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quando você tenta transformar o mundo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;você esquece de mudar a si mesmo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando você muda a si mesmo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;o mundo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;automaticamente se transforma!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-7932558076737612255?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/7932558076737612255/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=7932558076737612255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7932558076737612255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7932558076737612255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/transformando.html' title='Se transforma...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4SF5FMBwUkk/TpW_fjkrFXI/AAAAAAAACxs/WXPPCaUL9uo/s72-c/loveandworld2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-5149179124782311187</id><published>2011-10-06T08:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T08:37:00.142-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Ser Feliz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dicas'/><title type='text'>Para uma Vida mais Feliz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U9vZ4wGn0Tg/Tn8mJE_AzlI/AAAAAAAACw8/OVnYIXQcu9c/s1600/smile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U9vZ4wGn0Tg/Tn8mJE_AzlI/AAAAAAAACw8/OVnYIXQcu9c/s320/smile.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caminhe ao menos 10 minutos por dia e, enquanto estiver caminhando, sorria!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenha sempre um objetivo ao despetar para mais um dia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Viva com Entusiasmo e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fé.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Passe&amp;nbsp;mais tempo com idosos e crianças.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sonhe acordado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tente fazer três pessoas sorrirem durante o seu dia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fique em silêncio, por pelo menos, 10 minutos todos os dias.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pense que a vida é uma escola e que você está aqui para aprender e passar por todos os testes. Os problemas são apenas parte do currículo,&amp;nbsp;mas as lições que você aprende irão durar por toda a Vida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cultive a Alegria.&amp;nbsp;Isso irá mantê-lo distante dos vampiros de energia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A vida não é justa, mas viver é bom demais.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A vida é muito curta para perder tempo odiando alguém. Perdoe à todos por tudo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não se leve tão a sério. Nenhuma&amp;nbsp;pessoa faz isso.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Volte atrás se necessário, mude, arrependa-se, aceite as divergências. Você não tem que vencer todas as discussões. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reconcilie-se com seu passado, assim o seu presente fica mais feliz e o seu futuro mais promissor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não compare sua vida com a dos outros. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Você não tem idéia de como é&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;jornada alheia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acenda as velas, use os bonitos lençóis, as roupas e sapatos novos. Não os guarde para uma ocasião especial. Hoje é&amp;nbsp;e será sempre um dia especial!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ninguém é responsável por sua felicidade, exceto você.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que as outras pessoas pensam de você, não é da sua conta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O tempo cura quase tudo. Dê tempo ao tempo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por mais difícil que seja uma situação, ela&amp;nbsp;irá mudar. E acredite, o melhor está sempre por vir.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seu trabalho não vai cuidar de você quando estiver doente. Seus amigos, com certeza, estarão sempre por perto. Cultive-os!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Livre-se de qualquer coisa que não seja útil, bonita ou alegre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não importa como você se sente, levante-se, vista-se e&amp;nbsp;mostre-se.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pondere e faça a coisa certa!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ligue para sua família com frequência.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todas as noites, antes de ir para cama, faça uma prece de agradecimento pelo seu dia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lembre-se de que você é muito abençoado para se estressar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aproveite ao máximo o passeio pela Vida, pois certamente você não quer uma passagem rápida por aqui.&amp;nbsp;Desfrute bem o percurso!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-5149179124782311187?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/5149179124782311187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=5149179124782311187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5149179124782311187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5149179124782311187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/10/para-uma-vida-mais-feliz.html' title='Para uma Vida mais Feliz...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U9vZ4wGn0Tg/Tn8mJE_AzlI/AAAAAAAACw8/OVnYIXQcu9c/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-3784042334007427195</id><published>2011-10-03T08:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T08:12:00.834-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abraham Lincoln'/><title type='text'>Enganar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOxTl78O_a0/Tn8jhkkN8xI/AAAAAAAACw0/t6E6n07w9AQ/s1600/indoembora.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOxTl78O_a0/Tn8jhkkN8xI/AAAAAAAACw0/t6E6n07w9AQ/s320/indoembora.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pode-se enganar a todos por algum tempo; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pode-se enganar alguns por todo o tempo;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas não se pode enganar à todos todo o tempo."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abraham Lincoln&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-3784042334007427195?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/3784042334007427195/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=3784042334007427195&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3784042334007427195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3784042334007427195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/enganar.html' title='Enganar'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOxTl78O_a0/Tn8jhkkN8xI/AAAAAAAACw0/t6E6n07w9AQ/s72-c/indoembora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4632841599822711341</id><published>2011-09-28T08:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T08:07:00.216-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Xavier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Sabedoria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xwDKD_gsrpw/Tn8kTE42NJI/AAAAAAAACw4/hc8aG9ak4GM/s1600/lampadacora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="218" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xwDKD_gsrpw/Tn8kTE42NJI/AAAAAAAACw4/hc8aG9ak4GM/s320/lampadacora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A sabedoria superior tolera, a inferior julga.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A sabedoria&amp;nbsp;superior perdoa, a inferior condena."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chico Xavier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4632841599822711341?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4632841599822711341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4632841599822711341&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4632841599822711341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4632841599822711341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/sabedoria.html' title='Sabedoria'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xwDKD_gsrpw/Tn8kTE42NJI/AAAAAAAACw4/hc8aG9ak4GM/s72-c/lampadacora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-2708622893407726574</id><published>2011-09-26T08:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T13:23:55.777-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allan Kardec'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Felicidade'/><title type='text'>Felicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z1d-iAcbiys/ToH4UUZxFlI/AAAAAAAACxA/5fxuIQbxgiY/s1600/foieuquefiz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z1d-iAcbiys/ToH4UUZxFlI/AAAAAAAACxA/5fxuIQbxgiY/s320/foieuquefiz.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A nossa felicidade será naturalmente proporcional &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;à felicidade que fizermos aos outros." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Allan Kardec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-2708622893407726574?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/2708622893407726574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=2708622893407726574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/2708622893407726574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/2708622893407726574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/nossa-felicidade-sera-naturalmente.html' title='Felicidade'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z1d-iAcbiys/ToH4UUZxFlI/AAAAAAAACxA/5fxuIQbxgiY/s72-c/foieuquefiz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4773388134623082979</id><published>2011-09-25T09:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T10:07:49.014-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mário Quintana'/><title type='text'>Ser Feliz o tempo todo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9vwown-THY/Tn8hMb6ufPI/AAAAAAAACww/JgJY8Rrha-U/s1600/iluminadapelosol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="216" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9vwown-THY/Tn8hMb6ufPI/AAAAAAAACww/JgJY8Rrha-U/s320/iluminadapelosol.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Se for para esquentar, que seja ao Sol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se for para enganar, que seja o estômago.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se for para chorar, que se chore de alegria.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se for para mentir, que seja a idade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se for para roubar, que se roube um beijo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se for para perder, que se perca o medo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se for para cair, que seja na gandaia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se for para haver guerra, que seja de travesseiros.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se existe fome, que seja de amor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se for para ser feliz, que seja o tempo todo."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4773388134623082979?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4773388134623082979/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4773388134623082979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4773388134623082979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4773388134623082979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/ser-feliz-o-tempo-todo.html' title='Ser Feliz o tempo todo...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9vwown-THY/Tn8hMb6ufPI/AAAAAAAACww/JgJY8Rrha-U/s72-c/iluminadapelosol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-7209009424329024295</id><published>2011-09-21T18:55:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T18:58:47.937-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Augusto Cury'/><title type='text'>A não ser que você permita...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ohqMjqmezWo/TnpdoXVLFII/AAAAAAAACwg/3y3oQyaljF8/s1600/arpuro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ohqMjqmezWo/TnpdoXVLFII/AAAAAAAACwg/3y3oQyaljF8/s320/arpuro.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Aprenda que uma pessoa pode ferir seu corpo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas jamais poderá ferir sua emoção, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a não ser que você permita."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Augusto Cury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-7209009424329024295?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/7209009424329024295/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=7209009424329024295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7209009424329024295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7209009424329024295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/nao-ser-que-voce-permita.html' title='A não ser que você permita...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ohqMjqmezWo/TnpdoXVLFII/AAAAAAAACwg/3y3oQyaljF8/s72-c/arpuro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-5477829557341971069</id><published>2011-09-19T11:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T12:02:42.707-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clarice Lispector'/><title type='text'>Acolha-me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ldCl7MwWnVY/TndZVyri-7I/AAAAAAAACwc/CRCPcew16SE/s1600/esperando.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ldCl7MwWnVY/TndZVyri-7I/AAAAAAAACwc/CRCPcew16SE/s320/esperando.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;‎''Se você sabe conviver com pessoas intempestivas, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;emotivas,&amp;nbsp;vulneráveis, amáveis, que explodem na emoção: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acolha-me!''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-5477829557341971069?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/5477829557341971069/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=5477829557341971069&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5477829557341971069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5477829557341971069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/acolha-me.html' title='Acolha-me!'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ldCl7MwWnVY/TndZVyri-7I/AAAAAAAACwc/CRCPcew16SE/s72-c/esperando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-6717129243903377573</id><published>2011-09-18T07:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T11:59:02.532-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lao-Tsé'/><title type='text'>Definições by Lao-Tsé</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_KayAb-SNo/Tm9gNddYxHI/AAAAAAAACwU/6et-w-5e-7k/s1600/felice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_KayAb-SNo/Tm9gNddYxHI/AAAAAAAACwU/6et-w-5e-7k/s320/felice.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquele que conhece os outros é SÁBIO. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquele que conhece a si mesmo é ILUMINADO. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquele que vence os outros é FORTE. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquele que vence a si mesmo é PODEROSO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquele que conhece a alegria é RICO. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquele que conserva o seu caminho tem VONTADE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seja humilde e permanecerás INTEGRO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Curva-te e permanecerás ERETO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esvazia-te e permanecerás REPLETO. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gasta-te e permanecerás NOVO. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O sábio não se exibe, e por isso BRILHA. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ele não se faz notar, e por isso é NOTADO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ele não se elogia, e por isso tem MÉRITO .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E, porque não está competindo, ninguém &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no mundo pode competir com ele." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lão-Tsé&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-6717129243903377573?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/6717129243903377573/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=6717129243903377573&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/6717129243903377573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/6717129243903377573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/definicoes-by-lao-tse.html' title='Definições by Lao-Tsé'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_KayAb-SNo/Tm9gNddYxHI/AAAAAAAACwU/6et-w-5e-7k/s72-c/felice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-1512983687732666450</id><published>2011-09-15T16:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T16:43:49.629-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Surpreendendo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eq1GhQnVzb0/TnJVSfdQpDI/AAAAAAAACwY/Y2aThwdQ-As/s1600/biclove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eq1GhQnVzb0/TnJVSfdQpDI/AAAAAAAACwY/Y2aThwdQ-As/s320/biclove.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Haverá coisas na vida que irão surpreender os seus olhos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas poucas surpreenderão seu coração." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-1512983687732666450?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/1512983687732666450/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=1512983687732666450&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1512983687732666450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1512983687732666450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/surpreendendo.html' title='Surpreendendo...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eq1GhQnVzb0/TnJVSfdQpDI/AAAAAAAACwY/Y2aThwdQ-As/s72-c/biclove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4457381515860434336</id><published>2011-09-14T08:22:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T08:22:00.172-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mário Quintana'/><title type='text'>Discrição</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw-O_dSpp-E/Tm5Nmw3yH0I/AAAAAAAACwE/LNSl6D7A-po/s1600/perfil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw-O_dSpp-E/Tm5Nmw3yH0I/AAAAAAAACwE/LNSl6D7A-po/s320/perfil.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Não te abras com teu amigo que ele um outro amigo tem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; E o amigo do teu amigo possui amigos também."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4457381515860434336?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4457381515860434336/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4457381515860434336&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4457381515860434336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4457381515860434336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/discricao.html' title='Discrição'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw-O_dSpp-E/Tm5Nmw3yH0I/AAAAAAAACwE/LNSl6D7A-po/s72-c/perfil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-7453380123034312511</id><published>2011-09-12T07:37:00.015-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T07:37:00.263-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Osho'/><title type='text'>Definições by Osho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D1u0UxdTNwY/TmzngDq8LuI/AAAAAAAACuM/_k1ZYzfQBc4/s1600/borboletas12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D1u0UxdTNwY/TmzngDq8LuI/AAAAAAAACuM/_k1ZYzfQBc4/s320/borboletas12.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AMOR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Lembre-se de não armazenar o seu amor, de não ser calculista. Não seja mesquinho, assim você perderá tudo. Ao contrário, permita que seu amor floresça e o compartilhe, ofereça-o, permita que ele cresça.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AUTO-ACEITAÇÃO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Você não pode ser outro, além de você mesmo. Então relaxe. A existência necessita de você tal como você é.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ARREPENDIMENTO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Esteja consciente de que mesmo quando você comete um erro, isso também pode ser uma oportunidade. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando perceber que foi contra sua própria verdade e traiu o que sente em seu coração, permita que as lágrimas fluam profundamente de você, e elas podem ser uma transformação.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CONFIANÇA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;”Quando você sente profunda confiança, essa qualidade transforma sua vida, não importa as circunstâncias”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;COMPAIXÃO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Compaixão não é ter um coração transbordante de piedade para com os outros. Compaixão é um amor tão profundo que você está disposto a fazer o que for preciso para trazer luz a uma situação.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CONSCIÊNCIA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Sempre que você estiver agindo inconscientemente, pare, não seja um robô, não aja a partir do ego. Tome uma xícara de chá. - Acorde e então aja com consciência.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CORAGEM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Este é um lembrete: Quando você entra no caminho para encontrar Deus, não há retorno possível. E isso exige tremenda coragem.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;COMPREENSÃO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Compreenda, o que você vê nos outros é o que você tem dentro de si mesmo. Seus julgamentos são, na verdade, reflexos daquilo que está reprimido ou rejeitado dentro de você.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;INTELIGÊNCIA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ Use sua inteligência para procurar as coisas onde elas estão, mesmo se estiver escuro. - Olhe para dentro!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MENTE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Esteja pronto para tomar responsabilidade pela sua própria miséria, alegria, negatividade, positividade, inferno ou paraíso. Quando essa responsabilidade é entendida e aceita, mudanças começam a acontecer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esteja aberto a uma nova possibilidade.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;RAIVA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Quando você sentir raiva, não jogue sobre o outro e nem a reprima. Ela é um belo fenômeno que pode ser &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;transformado num fenômeno positivo.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FRACASSO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Quando você tenta fazer algo sozinho, separado do todo, isso se torna um fracasso. O sucesso está em Deus e com Deus.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SEXO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Permita que seja o primeiro passo, mas não o último.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;TRISTEZA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Quando você segue a natureza das coisas, não existe sombra. Até a tristeza é luminosa. Ela não é mais sua inimiga. Você a acolherá, pois perceberá sua necessidade. E sem ela você será menos, não mais.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CRIATIVIDADE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Pare de usar sua loucura, negatividade e destrutividade contra si mesmo e os outros. Isso tem sido fácil, destruição até mesmo uma criança pode fazer. Agora volte-se para algo interno, completamente não-familiar.&amp;nbsp;Isso exige tremenda coragem e força. Permita-se expressar sua criatividade”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GARGALHADA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“A gargalhada é uma força tão transformadora que nada mais é necessário. Se você transforma sua tristeza em celebração, então também será capaz de transformar sua morte em ressurreição.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ESPERANÇA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Não se perca na armadilha da esperança, não se deixe levar pela idéia de que a ajuda vem de fora. O outro não o preencherá. Preenchimento é interno.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GRATIDÃO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Quando seu coração está pleno de gratidão, qualquer porta aparentemente fechada pode ser uma abertura para uma bênção maior.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;INTEIREZA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Olhe para dentro de você e perceba se você está inteiro. Tesouras são como a mente, elas cortam, dividem... A agulha é como o amor, une as coisas, restaura o que está despedaçado... Abra seu coração para o amor, e ele o tornará inteiro.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PRECE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Não interfira no amor e na prece de outra pessoa. Abandone a idéia de que você sabe a maneira de rezar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simplesmente respeite... Seja qual for a maneira delas, essa é a forma perfeita para elas.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ABUSO DO PODER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Quando você usa o poder, deve ter um profundo respeito e amor pelos outros e por toda a existência. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não interfira na vida do outro a partir de suas próprias concepções intelectuais. Se você tem poder, não manipule os outros; use-o criativamente.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MEDITAÇÃO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Preste atenção a tudo. Não existe “grande” ou “pequeno.” Você pode encontrar Deus em todo lugar.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;PROCURANDO, BUSCANDO, INVESTIGANDO... “Você está em sério perigo! A qualquer momento pode estar amando, rindo, curtindo... – Você pode acidentalmente encontrar Deus.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ACIDENTE FATAL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Seja sincero em sua busca; Faça tudo por ela. É a sede de conhecer o original através do reflexo que o torna digno do acidente final... - A Iluminação.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Osho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-7453380123034312511?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/7453380123034312511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=7453380123034312511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7453380123034312511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7453380123034312511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/definicoes-by-osho.html' title='Definições by Osho'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D1u0UxdTNwY/TmzngDq8LuI/AAAAAAAACuM/_k1ZYzfQBc4/s72-c/borboletas12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-7491621784980477336</id><published>2011-09-10T08:40:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T23:04:52.608-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música do Dia'/><title type='text'>Calar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKcjLGI6PWE/TmPaaPqlD2I/AAAAAAAACtM/uGwTTdzJnKA/s1600/calada2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKcjLGI6PWE/TmPaaPqlD2I/AAAAAAAACtM/uGwTTdzJnKA/s320/calada2.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calar sobre sua própria pessoa, é humildade!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calar sobre os defeitos dos outros, é caridade!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calar quando a gente está sofrendo, é heroísmo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calar diante do sofrimento alheio, é covardia!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calar diante da injustiça, é fraqueza!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calar quando o outro está falando, é delicadeza!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calar quando o outro espera uma palavra, é omissão!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calar e não falar palavras inúteis, é penitência!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calar quando não há necessidade de falar, é prudência!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calar diante do mistério que não entendemos, é sabedoria!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calar quando Deus nos fala ao coração, é silêncio!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="260" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IDhV9t0lO-s" width="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-7491621784980477336?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/7491621784980477336/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=7491621784980477336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7491621784980477336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7491621784980477336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/calar.html' title='Calar'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKcjLGI6PWE/TmPaaPqlD2I/AAAAAAAACtM/uGwTTdzJnKA/s72-c/calada2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-3356111670623844686</id><published>2011-09-09T09:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T09:06:00.764-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><title type='text'>Outro tipo de mulher nua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LJXCXHikt88/Tmel8X5sAJI/AAAAAAAACtw/TzEtFZ2vSPc/s1600/nu+arte.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LJXCXHikt88/Tmel8X5sAJI/AAAAAAAACtw/TzEtFZ2vSPc/s320/nu+arte.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depois da invenção do photoshop, até a mais insignificante das criaturas vira uma deusa, basta uns retoquezinhos, aqui e ali. Nunca vi tanta mulher nua.&lt;br /&gt;Os sites da internet renovam semanalmente seu estoque de gatas vertiginosas.&lt;br /&gt;O que não falta é candidata para tirar a roupa. Dá uma grana boa.&lt;br /&gt;E o namorado apóia, o pai fica orgulhoso, a mãe acha um acontecimento, as amigas invejam, então pudor pra quê?&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se os homens estão radiantes com esta multiplicação de peitos e bundas. Infelizes não devem estar, mas duvido que algo que se tornou tão banal ainda enfeitice os que têm mais de 14 anos.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez a verdadeira excitação esteja, hoje, em ver uma mulher se despir de verdade... Emocionalmente.&lt;br /&gt;Nudez pode ter um significado diferente e muito mais intenso.&lt;br /&gt;É assistir a uma mulher desabotoar suas fantasias, suas dores, sua história.&lt;br /&gt;É erótico uma mulher que sorri, que chora, que vacila, que fica linda sendo sincera, que fica uma delícia sendo divertida, que deixa qualquer um maluco sendo inteligente.&lt;br /&gt;Uma mulher que diz o que pensa, o que sente e o que pretende, sem meias-verdades, sem esconder seus pequenos defeitos.&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, deveríamos nos orgulhar de nossas falhas, é o que nos torna humanas, e não bonecas de porcelana.&lt;br /&gt;Arrebatador é assistir ao desnudamento de uma mulher em que sempre se poderá confiar, mesmo que vire ex, mesmo que saiba demais.&lt;br /&gt;Pouco tempo atrás, posar nua ainda era uma excentricidade das artistas, lembro que se esperava com ansiedade a revista que traria um ensaio de Dina Sfat, por exemplo - pra citar uma mulher que sempre teve mais o que mostrar além do próprio corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora não há mais charme nem suspense, estamos na era das mulheres coisificadas, que posam nuas porque consideram um degrau na carreira. Até é. Na maioria das vezes, rumo à decadência. Escadas servem para descer também.&lt;br /&gt;Não é fácil tirar a roupa e ficar pendurada numa banca de jornal, mas, difícil por difícil, também é complicado abrir mão de pudores verbais, expor nossos segredos e insanidades, revelar nosso interior.&lt;br /&gt;Mas é o que devemos continuar fazendo.&lt;br /&gt;Despir nossa alma e mostrar pra valer quem somos, o que trazemos por dentro.&lt;br /&gt;Não conheço strip-tease mais sedutor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Martha Medeiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-3356111670623844686?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/3356111670623844686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=3356111670623844686&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3356111670623844686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3356111670623844686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/outro-tipo-de-mulher-nua.html' title='Outro tipo de mulher nua'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LJXCXHikt88/Tmel8X5sAJI/AAAAAAAACtw/TzEtFZ2vSPc/s72-c/nu+arte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-8435786554950047135</id><published>2011-09-09T07:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T07:21:06.149-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madre Tereza de Calcutá'/><title type='text'>Amor &amp; Julgamentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TScaD5xTy4s/TmnoMhY0UmI/AAAAAAAACt4/C3z_JRLw8is/s1600/namorando.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TScaD5xTy4s/TmnoMhY0UmI/AAAAAAAACt4/C3z_JRLw8is/s320/namorando.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Quem julga as pessoas não tem tempo para amá-las."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Madre Teresa de Calcutá &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-8435786554950047135?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/8435786554950047135/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=8435786554950047135&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8435786554950047135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8435786554950047135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/amor-julgamentos.html' title='Amor &amp; Julgamentos'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TScaD5xTy4s/TmnoMhY0UmI/AAAAAAAACt4/C3z_JRLw8is/s72-c/namorando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-7467826297304328669</id><published>2011-09-07T09:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T20:28:45.630-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Buarque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solidão'/><title type='text'>Solidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dOpuMT8MYEY/TmVkQ1xPEqI/AAAAAAAACts/5w5Upi_rlOs/s1600/calada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dOpuMT8MYEY/TmVkQ1xPEqI/AAAAAAAACts/5w5Upi_rlOs/s320/calada.jpg" width="320" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Solidão não é a falta de gente para conversar, namorar, passear ou fazer sexo... Isto é carência.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Solidão não é o sentimento que experimentamos pela ausência de entes queridos que não podem mais voltar... Isto é saudade. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Solidão não é o retiro voluntário que a gente se impõe, às vezes, para realinhar os pensamentos... Isto é equilíbrio. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Solidão não é o claustro involuntário que o destino nos impõe compulsoriamente para que revejamos a nossa vida... Isto é um princípio da natureza. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Solidão não é o vazio de gente ao nosso lado... Isto é circunstância. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Solidão é muito mais do que isto. Solidão é quando nos perdemos de nós mesmos e procuramos em vão pela nossa alma... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Francisco Buarque de Holanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-7467826297304328669?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/7467826297304328669/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=7467826297304328669&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7467826297304328669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7467826297304328669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/solidao.html' title='Solidão'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dOpuMT8MYEY/TmVkQ1xPEqI/AAAAAAAACts/5w5Upi_rlOs/s72-c/calada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4198222650553470067</id><published>2011-09-05T08:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T08:00:00.414-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madre Tereza de Calcutá'/><title type='text'>Conceitos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CH_lxXTF6gU/TmA_NFmkBPI/AAAAAAAACtE/HYsi70PyJPc/s1600/madreteresa2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CH_lxXTF6gU/TmA_NFmkBPI/AAAAAAAACtE/HYsi70PyJPc/s320/madreteresa2.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O dia mais belo: Hoje&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A coisa mais fácil: Errar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O maior obstáculo: O Medo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O maior erro: O Abandono&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A raiz de todos os males: O&amp;nbsp;Egoísmo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A distração mais bela: O Trabalho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A pior derrota: O Desânimo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Os melhores professores: As Crianças&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A primeira necessidade: Comunicar-se&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O que traz felicidade: Ser Útil aos demais&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O pior defeito: O Mau humor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A pessoa mais perigosa: A Mentirosa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O pior sentimento: O Rancor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O presente mais belo:&amp;nbsp;O Perdão&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O mais imprescindível: O Lar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A rota mais rápida: O Caminho certo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A sensação mais agradável: A Paz interior&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A maior proteção efetiva: O&amp;nbsp;Sorriso&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O maior remédio:&amp;nbsp;O Otimismo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A maior satisfação: O Dever cumprido&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A força mais potente do mundo: A Fé&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As pessoas mais necessárias: Os Pais&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A mais bela de todas as coisas: O Amor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Madre Tereza de Calcutá&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4198222650553470067?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4198222650553470067/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4198222650553470067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4198222650553470067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4198222650553470067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/conceitos.html' title='Conceitos'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CH_lxXTF6gU/TmA_NFmkBPI/AAAAAAAACtE/HYsi70PyJPc/s72-c/madreteresa2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-5408718882292584265</id><published>2011-09-04T17:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T17:12:46.035-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Einstein'/><title type='text'>Ressentimentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vonpvgDu-JE/TmPbSiodVMI/AAAAAAAACtQ/P9aC5fXY-lU/s1600/poison.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vonpvgDu-JE/TmPbSiodVMI/AAAAAAAACtQ/P9aC5fXY-lU/s320/poison.jpg" width="214" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Guardar ressentimentos é como tomar veneno &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e esperar que o outro morra." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-5408718882292584265?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/5408718882292584265/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=5408718882292584265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5408718882292584265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/5408718882292584265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/ressentimentos.html' title='Ressentimentos'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vonpvgDu-JE/TmPbSiodVMI/AAAAAAAACtQ/P9aC5fXY-lU/s72-c/poison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-7427908710787102522</id><published>2011-09-03T11:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T11:40:13.290-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inveja'/><title type='text'>Inveja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z4oEz6HvyDM/TmI72JMOIBI/AAAAAAAACtI/-ZJsTFJbOqA/s1600/feliz2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z4oEz6HvyDM/TmI72JMOIBI/AAAAAAAACtI/-ZJsTFJbOqA/s320/feliz2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A pior inveja não é a do que você Possui&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;e sim a do que você É.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-7427908710787102522?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/7427908710787102522/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=7427908710787102522&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7427908710787102522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7427908710787102522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/inveja.html' title='Inveja'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z4oEz6HvyDM/TmI72JMOIBI/AAAAAAAACtI/-ZJsTFJbOqA/s72-c/feliz2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-3128380192880965758</id><published>2011-09-01T19:05:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T23:11:08.978-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agatha Christie'/><title type='text'>Viver é Sensacional!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxFRR4qwfZc/TmABb5cwCjI/AAAAAAAACtA/aRNDjWab-uk/s1600/feliz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxFRR4qwfZc/TmABb5cwCjI/AAAAAAAACtA/aRNDjWab-uk/s320/feliz.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Eu gosto de viver. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Já me senti ferozmente, desesperadamente, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;agudamente infeliz, dilacerada pelo sofrimento, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;apesar de tudo ainda sei, com absoluta certeza, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;que&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;estar viva é sensacional!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Agatha Christie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-3128380192880965758?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/3128380192880965758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=3128380192880965758&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3128380192880965758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3128380192880965758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/09/viver-e-sensacional.html' title='Viver é Sensacional!'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxFRR4qwfZc/TmABb5cwCjI/AAAAAAAACtA/aRNDjWab-uk/s72-c/feliz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-541347031090135662</id><published>2011-08-31T13:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T13:38:56.040-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louise Hay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Me amo como sou...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KUU6V-YIUVI/Tl5jfG9wP5I/AAAAAAAACs8/oT_ZvLEaxkc/s1600/nobalan%25C3%25A7o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KUU6V-YIUVI/Tl5jfG9wP5I/AAAAAAAACs8/oT_ZvLEaxkc/s320/nobalan%25C3%25A7o.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;Eu me amo e me aceito exatamente como  sou,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;com todas as minhas falhas e imperfeições.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;Acho bem mais fácil  aceitar os outros da mesma maneira.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;Estou aprendendo a soltar a  necessidade de controlar os&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;outros e permitir-lhes a liberdade de ser  quem são.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt; Estou aprendendo a criar a paz interior e fazendo o melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;que  posso com o entendimento, conhecimento e consciência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt; de que tenho neste  momento.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;Louise L. Hay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-541347031090135662?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/541347031090135662/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=541347031090135662&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/541347031090135662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/541347031090135662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/08/me-amo-como-sou.html' title='Me amo como sou...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KUU6V-YIUVI/Tl5jfG9wP5I/AAAAAAAACs8/oT_ZvLEaxkc/s72-c/nobalan%25C3%25A7o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-8197608110961098883</id><published>2011-08-30T22:27:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T20:30:10.506-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizade'/><title type='text'>Amizade &amp; Confiança</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Shw6_GyF44M/Tl2N08ATefI/AAAAAAAACs4/cMby9lzF5WI/s1600/amigasnocampo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Shw6_GyF44M/Tl2N08ATefI/AAAAAAAACs4/cMby9lzF5WI/s320/amigasnocampo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amizade não é uma relação com alguém que você&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;conhece há muito tempo, e sim uma relação com&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;alguém que você confia em qualquer circunstância.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-8197608110961098883?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/8197608110961098883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=8197608110961098883&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8197608110961098883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8197608110961098883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/08/amizade-confianca.html' title='Amizade &amp; Confiança'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Shw6_GyF44M/Tl2N08ATefI/AAAAAAAACs4/cMby9lzF5WI/s72-c/amigasnocampo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-439854890879946887</id><published>2011-08-28T15:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T15:50:12.478-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Buarque'/><title type='text'>Mudanças</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t7k4oZqG50s/TlqNvruxxuI/AAAAAAAACs0/OzHd9T_aaOw/s1600/ceuguardachuvas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t7k4oZqG50s/TlqNvruxxuI/AAAAAAAACs0/OzHd9T_aaOw/s320/ceuguardachuvas.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;"Há pessoas que têm medo das mudanças.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho medo que as coisas nunca mudem."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chico Buarque&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-439854890879946887?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/439854890879946887/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=439854890879946887&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/439854890879946887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/439854890879946887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/08/mudancas.html' title='Mudanças'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t7k4oZqG50s/TlqNvruxxuI/AAAAAAAACs0/OzHd9T_aaOw/s72-c/ceuguardachuvas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-7953461080482177711</id><published>2011-08-27T22:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T22:34:48.209-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dicas'/><title type='text'>Para aliviar o Stress...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7UgJvilmM80/TlmZnfwePfI/AAAAAAAACsw/g6aBrFcS0ZY/s1600/correndonolago.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7UgJvilmM80/TlmZnfwePfI/AAAAAAAACsw/g6aBrFcS0ZY/s320/correndonolago.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 * Aceite que há dias em que você é o pombo e outros em que você é a estátua.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 * Mantenha sempre suas palavras leves e doces, pois pode acontecer de você precisar engolir todas elas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;3 * Só leia coisas que faça você se sentir bem.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;4 * Dirija com cuidado. Não só os carros apresentam defeitos e têm recall do fabricante.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;5 * Se não puder ser gentil, pelo menos tenha a decência de ser vago.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;6 * Se você emprestar dinheiro à alguém e nunca mais ver essa pessoa, provavelmente valeu a pena pagar esse preço para ver-se livre dela.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;7 * Pode ser que o único propósito da sua vida seja servir de exemplo para os outros.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;8 * Nunca compre um carro que você não possa manter.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;9 * Quando você tenta pular obstáculos lembre que está com os dois pés no ar e sem nenhum apoio.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;10 * Ninguém se importa se você consegue dançar bem. Para divertir-se no baile, levante, dance e pronto.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;11 * Uma vez que a minhoca madrugadora é a que é devorada pelo pássaro, durma até mais tarde sempre que puder.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;12 * Lembre que é o segundo rato que come o queijo, o primeiro fica preso na ratoeira. Saiba esperar!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;13 * Lembre-se também, que sempre tem queijo grátis nas ratoeiras.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;14 * Quando tudo parece estar vindo na sua direção, provavelmente você está no lado errado da estrada.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;15 * Aniversários são bons para você. Quanto mais você tem, mais tempo você vive.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;16 * Alguns erros são divertidos demais para serem cometidos só uma vez.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;17 * Podemos aprender muito com uma caixa de lápis de cor. Alguns têm pontas aguçadas, alguns têm formas bonitas e alguns são sem graça. Alguns têm nomes estranhos e todos são de cores diferentes, mas todos são lápis e precisam viver na mesma caixa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;18 * Não perca tempo odiando alguém, remoendo ofensas e pensando em vingança. Enquanto você faz isso a pessoa está vivendo bem feliz e você é quem se sente mal e tem o gosto amargo na boca.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;19 * Quanto mais alta é a montanha mais difícil é a escalada. Poucos conseguem chegar ao topo, mas são eles que admiram a paisagem do alto e fazem as fotos que você admira dizendo "queria ter estado lá".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;20 * Uma pessoa realmente feliz é aquela que segue devagar pela estrada da vida, desfrutando o cenário, parando nos pontos mais interessantes e descobrindo atalhos para lugares maravilhosos que poucos conhecem. "Portanto, antes de voltarem para casa, depositem sua carga."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-7953461080482177711?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/7953461080482177711/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=7953461080482177711&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7953461080482177711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7953461080482177711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/08/para-aliviar-o-stress.html' title='Para aliviar o Stress...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7UgJvilmM80/TlmZnfwePfI/AAAAAAAACsw/g6aBrFcS0ZY/s72-c/correndonolago.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-8419478109713738463</id><published>2011-08-23T08:47:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T10:51:26.144-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Políbio'/><title type='text'>Consciência</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OluoQuq6Z_w/TmTTNBkwr4I/AAAAAAAACtc/pIjaVeMoMzs/s1600/consci%25C3%25AAncia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OluoQuq6Z_w/TmTTNBkwr4I/AAAAAAAACtc/pIjaVeMoMzs/s320/consci%25C3%25AAncia.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Não existe testemunha tão terrível &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nem acusador tão implacável, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quanto a consciência que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mora no coração de cada homem." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Políbio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-8419478109713738463?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/8419478109713738463/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=8419478109713738463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8419478109713738463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8419478109713738463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/08/consciencia.html' title='Consciência'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OluoQuq6Z_w/TmTTNBkwr4I/AAAAAAAACtc/pIjaVeMoMzs/s72-c/consci%25C3%25AAncia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-1814264963994207558</id><published>2011-08-20T08:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T23:12:17.472-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sócrates'/><title type='text'>É preciso desenvolvermos em nós..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8X1BDxtlDpc/TmTUe53tDVI/AAAAAAAACtg/kymSO1Cm71U/s1600/amigas13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8X1BDxtlDpc/TmTUe53tDVI/AAAAAAAACtg/kymSO1Cm71U/s320/amigas13.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Para conseguir a amizade de uma pessoa digna, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;é preciso desenvolvermos em nós &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as qualidades que nela admiramos." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sócrates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-1814264963994207558?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/1814264963994207558/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=1814264963994207558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1814264963994207558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1814264963994207558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/08/amizade-qualidades.html' title='É preciso desenvolvermos em nós..'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8X1BDxtlDpc/TmTUe53tDVI/AAAAAAAACtg/kymSO1Cm71U/s72-c/amigas13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-7486559259117524575</id><published>2011-08-16T19:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T20:32:03.296-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Demócrito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Injustiça &amp; Infelicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewpxZyNLDcY/Tkr0JXE1LyI/AAAAAAAACsk/UASUsoQQGjM/s1600/borboleta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewpxZyNLDcY/Tkr0JXE1LyI/AAAAAAAACsk/UASUsoQQGjM/s320/borboleta.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Se você sofreu uma injustiça, console-se; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pois a verdadeira infelicidade é cometê-la."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Demócrito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-7486559259117524575?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/7486559259117524575/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=7486559259117524575&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7486559259117524575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7486559259117524575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/08/injustica-infelicidade.html' title='Injustiça &amp; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H5seEb8Gj6U/TjiOzkb0DAI/AAAAAAAACro/WOZo0a32hxo/s320/butterfly.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"É melhor viver o seu próprio destino de forma imperfeita &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do que viver a imitação da vida de outra pessoa com perfeição." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bhagavad Gita -&amp;nbsp;trecho extraído de um&amp;nbsp;antigo texto iogue indiano.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-964971344467763981?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/964971344467763981/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=964971344467763981&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/964971344467763981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/964971344467763981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/08/proprio-destino.html' title='Próprio Destino'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H5seEb8Gj6U/TjiOzkb0DAI/AAAAAAAACro/WOZo0a32hxo/s72-c/butterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4254181236811641444</id><published>2011-08-02T08:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T11:04:17.448-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>Consciência &amp; Reputação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFyvVKdd2VE/TmTWERH5LmI/AAAAAAAACto/bX2tay2NOUg/s1600/borboletanonariz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFyvVKdd2VE/TmTWERH5LmI/AAAAAAAACto/bX2tay2NOUg/s320/borboletanonariz.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Preocupe-se mais com sua consciência &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do que com sua reputação.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque sua consciência é o que você é, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e sua reputação é o que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;os outros pensam de você. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E o que os outros pensam, é &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;problema deles."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4254181236811641444?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4254181236811641444/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4254181236811641444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4254181236811641444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4254181236811641444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/08/consciencia-reputacao.html' title='Consciência &amp; Reputação'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFyvVKdd2VE/TmTWERH5LmI/AAAAAAAACto/bX2tay2NOUg/s72-c/borboletanonariz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-1604220779971969355</id><published>2011-07-20T18:13:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T21:00:27.758-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sócrates'/><title type='text'>Certifique-se</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RGt5qFXIOFE/TidE9vwCyxI/AAAAAAAACrM/8PFqVx_fyCc/s1600/amigasebaloes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RGt5qFXIOFE/TidE9vwCyxI/AAAAAAAACrM/8PFqVx_fyCc/s320/amigasebaloes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"Quando fores passar uma informação adiante, certifique-se: &lt;br /&gt;1) Se é VERDADE&amp;nbsp; 2) Se é ÚTIL&amp;nbsp; 3) Se tem BONDADE."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sócrates&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-1604220779971969355?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/1604220779971969355/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=1604220779971969355&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1604220779971969355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1604220779971969355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/07/informacao.html' title='Certifique-se'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RGt5qFXIOFE/TidE9vwCyxI/AAAAAAAACrM/8PFqVx_fyCc/s72-c/amigasebaloes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4259977101947619941</id><published>2011-07-07T08:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T10:58:45.602-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar Wilde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Conhecer bem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Tmi_itYnNQ/TmTVXEHEcrI/AAAAAAAACtk/JgYCx4YYID8/s1600/tran%25C3%25A7a11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Tmi_itYnNQ/TmTVXEHEcrI/AAAAAAAACtk/JgYCx4YYID8/s320/tran%25C3%25A7a11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sou a única pessoa no mundo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que eu realmente gostaria de conhecer bem."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4259977101947619941?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4259977101947619941/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4259977101947619941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4259977101947619941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4259977101947619941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/07/conhecer-bem.html' title='Conhecer bem...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Tmi_itYnNQ/TmTVXEHEcrI/AAAAAAAACtk/JgYCx4YYID8/s72-c/tran%25C3%25A7a11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-649317607599450038</id><published>2011-07-03T11:30:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T21:01:53.501-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subconsciente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Ser Feliz'/><title type='text'>Subconsciente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q2MHaqEsW1o/TjiP3BMVH3I/AAAAAAAACrs/5GSWDhl2pX4/s1600/obrigada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q2MHaqEsW1o/TjiP3BMVH3I/AAAAAAAACrs/5GSWDhl2pX4/s320/obrigada.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 - Pense no bem, e o bem se seguirá! Pense no mal, e o mal &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;se seguirá!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Você é aquilo que pensa, no decorrer de todos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;os seus dias! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2- O seu subconsciente, nunca discute com você se está &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;correto ou não! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ele apenas aceita o que, a sua mente &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;consciente determinar!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3- Você sempre tem o poder de escolher o bom ou o mau!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Você pode escolher a cordialidade, ou preferir ser antipático!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escolha saúde, felicidade, ser prestativo, alegre, cordial, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e simpático &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;que, todo o mundo lhe corresponderá!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4- A sua mente consciente, é a sentinela no portão!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E, tem como principal função proteger o subconsciente das &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;impressões falsas!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Procure acreditar que, algo de bom vai acontecer, e está &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;acontecendo agora mesmo, neste exato momento! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O seu maior poder, é a sua capacidade de escolha, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;por isso escolha tudo que lhe faça sentir bem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5- As sugestões, e afirmações, dos outros não têm qualquer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;poder para prejudicá-lo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O único poder, é a ação do seu próprio pensamento em &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;relação a isso e como reagirá!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6- Tome cuidado com o que você diz! Você terá que prestar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;contas, por cada palavra irresponsável! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nunca diga “vou fracassar”; O seu subconsciente, não &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sabe identificar se isso é uma piada, ou realidade!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ele simplesmente, faz com que todas essas coisas, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;se tornem verdades! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7- A sua mente não é voltada para o mal! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E, nenhuma Força da Natureza o é! Tudo depende de como, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;você usa os poderes da natureza!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8- Nunca diga que não pode fazer determinada coisa! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Supere o seu medo,&amp;nbsp;substituindo-o pela seguinte afirmação: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Posso fazer todas as coisas, através do poder da minha &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mente subconsciente!” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9- Você é o capitão da sua alma (subconsciente), &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;é o senhor do seu destino! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lembre-se: “você tem a capacidade de escolher! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escolha a felicidade!” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10- O que quer que a sua mente consciente acredite &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ser verdade, o seu subconsciente aceitará, e fará com &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que se transforme em verdade mesmo! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aprenda a usar seu Subconsciente a seu favor e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acredite nas bênçãos da vida!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 Conceitos do Dr. Joseph Murphy, publicados no seu livro “O Poder do Subconsciente”.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-649317607599450038?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/649317607599450038/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=649317607599450038&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/649317607599450038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/649317607599450038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/07/usando-melhor-o-subconsciente.html' title='Subconsciente'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q2MHaqEsW1o/TjiP3BMVH3I/AAAAAAAACrs/5GSWDhl2pX4/s72-c/obrigada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-6343292813187822353</id><published>2011-06-23T07:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T13:59:02.026-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Família'/><title type='text'>Filhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B2LZPanSOy4/TgNwctV_DAI/AAAAAAAACqE/pFkRADI1TQg/s1600/m%25C3%25A3eefilha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B2LZPanSOy4/TgNwctV_DAI/AAAAAAAACqE/pFkRADI1TQg/s320/m%25C3%25A3eefilha.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Filho é um ser que nos emprestaram para um curso intensivo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;de como amar alguém além de nós mesmos, de como mudar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nossos piores defeitos para darmos os melhores exemplos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e de aprendermos a ter coragem. Isso mesmo! &lt;br /&gt;Ser pai ou mãe é o maior ato de coragem que alguém pode &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ter,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;porque é se expor a todo tipo de dor, principalmente da &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;incerteza&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;de estar agindo corretamente e do medo de perder &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;algo tão amado. Perder? Como? Não é nosso, recordam-se?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foi apenas um empréstimo!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;José Saramago&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-6343292813187822353?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/6343292813187822353/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=6343292813187822353&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/6343292813187822353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/6343292813187822353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/06/filhos.html' title='Filhos'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B2LZPanSOy4/TgNwctV_DAI/AAAAAAAACqE/pFkRADI1TQg/s72-c/m%25C3%25A3eefilha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-1090226245671838709</id><published>2011-06-20T07:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T07:44:00.725-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Felicidade'/><title type='text'>Amor &amp; Felicidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ijBy6FpEhnc/TfwRg29eMcI/AAAAAAAACqA/EIKZXKXdezc/s1600/u13952711.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ijBy6FpEhnc/TfwRg29eMcI/AAAAAAAACqA/EIKZXKXdezc/s320/u13952711.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando o Amor não sabe dividir-se, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a Felicidade não consegue multiplicar-se.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-1090226245671838709?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/1090226245671838709/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=1090226245671838709&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1090226245671838709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1090226245671838709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/06/amor-felicidade.html' title='Amor &amp; Felicidade'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ijBy6FpEhnc/TfwRg29eMcI/AAAAAAAACqA/EIKZXKXdezc/s72-c/u13952711.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-7004543127331342940</id><published>2011-06-16T22:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T22:30:23.842-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><title type='text'>Conhecimento &amp; Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t29bMJT5dTA/TfquA_IWJsI/AAAAAAAACp8/uE_9mI97XIE/s1600/gww85675491.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t29bMJT5dTA/TfquA_IWJsI/AAAAAAAACp8/uE_9mI97XIE/s320/gww85675491.jpg" t8="true" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Com Conhecimento posso muito, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas com Amor posso muito mais..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Chico Xavier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-7004543127331342940?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/7004543127331342940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=7004543127331342940&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7004543127331342940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7004543127331342940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/06/conhecimento-amor.html' title='Conhecimento &amp; Amor'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t29bMJT5dTA/TfquA_IWJsI/AAAAAAAACp8/uE_9mI97XIE/s72-c/gww85675491.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-1234568810909806920</id><published>2011-05-23T19:31:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T22:15:28.989-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeos'/><title type='text'>Experiências</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-45WoWH3OVoc/TjihJy1iNiI/AAAAAAAACsM/kyTv0oJIQ5g/s1600/fada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-45WoWH3OVoc/TjihJy1iNiI/AAAAAAAACsM/kyTv0oJIQ5g/s320/fada.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Não somos seres humanos passando &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;por uma experiência espiritual.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somos seres espirituais passando &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;por uma experiência humana."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pierre Teilhard de Chardin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="260" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gxLfcqtr3M8" width="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-1234568810909806920?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/1234568810909806920/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=1234568810909806920&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1234568810909806920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1234568810909806920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/05/experiencias.html' title='Experiências'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-45WoWH3OVoc/TjihJy1iNiI/AAAAAAAACsM/kyTv0oJIQ5g/s72-c/fada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-1752392107975140843</id><published>2011-05-20T09:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T09:16:24.862-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>Surdez</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FfOhl3ZNPU8/TdZbGZi1eLI/AAAAAAAACp0/KQjLS5Ht8k4/s1600/surdez.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FfOhl3ZNPU8/TdZbGZi1eLI/AAAAAAAACp0/KQjLS5Ht8k4/s320/surdez.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um Senhor preocupado com a surdez da esposa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;procura um médico...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Qual o problema de sua esposa? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Surdez. Não ouve quase nada.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Então o senhor vai fazer um teste com ela antes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de trazê-la aqui para uma consulta,&amp;nbsp;este teste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;facilitará o diagnóstico: Sem ela olhar, o senhor, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;à certa distância, fala em tom normal, até perceber&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;à que distância ela consegue ouví-lo. E quando o &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sr. trazê-la aqui para a consulta me dirá à que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;distância ela estava quando&amp;nbsp;o ouviu, certo?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Está certo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;À noite, quando a mulher preparava o jantar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;o velhote decidiu fazer o teste.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mediu a distância que estava em relação &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;à &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;mulher e pensou:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Estou a 15 metros de distância. Vai ser agora!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Maria, o que temos para jantar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silêncio.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aproxima-se à 10 metros:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Maria, o que temos para jantar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silêncio.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fica à uma distância de 5 metros:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Maria, o que temos para jantar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silêncio.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por fim, encosta-se às costas da mulher e &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;volta a perguntar:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Maria! O que temos para jantar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Frango, caramba... É a quarta vez que eu respondo!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&amp;nbsp;Muitas vezes ao longo da Vida pensamos que as &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deficiências são dos outros e não nossas..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-1752392107975140843?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/1752392107975140843/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=1752392107975140843&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1752392107975140843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1752392107975140843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/05/surdez.html' title='Surdez'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FfOhl3ZNPU8/TdZbGZi1eLI/AAAAAAAACp0/KQjLS5Ht8k4/s72-c/surdez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-658543862428565249</id><published>2011-05-18T15:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T09:38:11.610-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paciência'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arnaldo Jabor'/><title type='text'>Santa Paciência!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQpPBUzlivA/Tm39GSo989I/AAAAAAAACvs/JnbnJq1645U/s1600/santapaci%25C3%25AAncia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQpPBUzlivA/Tm39GSo989I/AAAAAAAACvs/JnbnJq1645U/s320/santapaci%25C3%25AAncia.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah! Se vendessem paciência nas farmácias e supermercados... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muita gente iria gastar boa parte do salário nessa mercadoria &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tão rara hoje em dia. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por muito pouco a madame que parece uma "lady" solta &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;palavrões e berros que lembram as antigas "trabalhadoras &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do cais" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;... E o bem comportado executivo? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O "cavalheiro" se transforma numa "besta selvagem" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no trânsito &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;que ele mesmo ajuda a tumultuar... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os filhos atrapalham, os idosos incomodam, a voz da vizinha &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;é &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;um tormento, o jeito do chefe é demais para sua cabeça, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;esposa virou uma chata, o marido uma "mala sem alça". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela velha amiga uma "alça sem mala", o emprego &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;tortura, a escola uma chatice. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O cinema se arrasta, o teatro nem pensar, até o passeio &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;virou novela. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outro dia, vi um jovem reclamando que o banco dele pela &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;internet estava demorando a dar o saldo, eu me lembrei &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;da &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;fila dos bancos e balancei a cabeça, inconformado... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vi uma moça abrindo um e-mail com um texto maravilhoso &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;ela deletou sem sequer ler o título, dizendo que era longo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;mais. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pobres de nós, meninos e meninas sem paciência, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sem tempo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;para a vida, sem tempo para Deus. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A paciência está em falta no mercado, e pelo jeito, a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;paciência &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;sintética dos calmantes está cada vez mais em alta. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pergunte para alguém, que você saiba que é "ansioso demais" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;onde ele quer chegar? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qual é a finalidade de sua vida? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Surpreenda-se com a falta de metas, com o vago de sua &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;resposta. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;E você? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Onde você quer chegar? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Está correndo tanto para quê? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por quem? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seu coração vai agüentar? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se você morrer hoje de infarto agudo do miocárdio o&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mundo vai parar? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A empresa que você trabalha vai acabar? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As pessoas que você ama vão parar? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Será que você conseguiu ler até aqui? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Respire... Acalme-se... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O mundo está apenas na sua primeira volta e, com certeza, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no final do dia vai completar o seu giro ao redor do sol, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;com ou sem a sua paciência... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arnaldo Jabor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-658543862428565249?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/658543862428565249/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=658543862428565249&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/658543862428565249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/658543862428565249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/05/santa-paciencia.html' title='Santa Paciência!!!'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQpPBUzlivA/Tm39GSo989I/AAAAAAAACvs/JnbnJq1645U/s72-c/santapaci%25C3%25AAncia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-1464562785506685021</id><published>2011-05-14T23:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T23:21:24.734-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sai Baba'/><title type='text'>A Religião do Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Joa7jqsu0vA/Tc84kKgJcsI/AAAAAAAACps/elFwI4kSFWE/s1600/f0026120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Joa7jqsu0vA/Tc84kKgJcsI/AAAAAAAACps/elFwI4kSFWE/s320/f0026120.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;"Só há uma Religião, a Religião do Amor;&lt;br /&gt;Só há uma Casta, a Casta da Humanidade;&lt;br /&gt;Só há uma Linguagem, a Linguagem do Coração;&lt;br /&gt;Só há um Deus, e Ele é Onipresente." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sai Baba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-1464562785506685021?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/1464562785506685021/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=1464562785506685021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1464562785506685021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1464562785506685021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/05/religiao-do-amor.html' title='A Religião do Amor'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Joa7jqsu0vA/Tc84kKgJcsI/AAAAAAAACps/elFwI4kSFWE/s72-c/f0026120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-6646705788537963872</id><published>2011-05-10T21:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T21:17:35.875-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecília Meirelles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música do Dia'/><title type='text'>Vãos, Brechas e Fendas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mhFHOmwj01E/TcnThV08EoI/AAAAAAAACpg/jrZxeVk1gdw/s1600/b10519c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mhFHOmwj01E/TcnThV08EoI/AAAAAAAACpg/jrZxeVk1gdw/s320/b10519c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Não deixe portas entreabertas. Escancare-as ou bata-as de vez. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pelos vãos, brechas e fendas passam apenas semiventos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;meias verdades e muita insensatez."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cecília Meireles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="260" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZLOglnjC6iY" width="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-6646705788537963872?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/6646705788537963872/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=6646705788537963872&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/6646705788537963872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/6646705788537963872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/05/vaos-brechas-e-fendas.html' title='Vãos, Brechas e Fendas'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mhFHOmwj01E/TcnThV08EoI/AAAAAAAACpg/jrZxeVk1gdw/s72-c/b10519c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-1361227069717482908</id><published>2011-05-08T10:30:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T20:36:41.723-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth Stone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mães'/><title type='text'>Feliz Dia das Mães!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3qgQ6mVTxHE/TpYkWZshQqI/AAAAAAAACzU/mMsrpQxbp6I/s1600/mandy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="175" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3qgQ6mVTxHE/TpYkWZshQqI/AAAAAAAACzU/mMsrpQxbp6I/s320/mandy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Optar por um filho é decidir em dado momento ter o &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;seu coração caminhando fora do corpo para sempre." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elizabeth Stone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-1361227069717482908?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/1361227069717482908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=1361227069717482908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1361227069717482908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1361227069717482908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/05/feliz-dia-das-maes.html' title='Feliz Dia das Mães!!!'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3qgQ6mVTxHE/TpYkWZshQqI/AAAAAAAACzU/mMsrpQxbp6I/s72-c/mandy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-602102125912844626</id><published>2011-04-30T19:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T20:07:50.607-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música do Dia'/><title type='text'>Destino &amp; Atitudes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-crk5WKfG94s/TbyS9cOPJLI/AAAAAAAACpI/w5dKo-EhxKk/s1600/indo....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-crk5WKfG94s/TbyS9cOPJLI/AAAAAAAACpI/w5dKo-EhxKk/s1600/indo....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“O Destino decide quem vamos encontrar na Vida... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As Atitudes decidem quem fica ...&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="260" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xPO07bKBVhQ" title="YouTube video player" width="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-602102125912844626?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/602102125912844626/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=602102125912844626&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/602102125912844626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/602102125912844626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/04/destino-atitudes.html' title='Destino &amp; Atitudes'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-crk5WKfG94s/TbyS9cOPJLI/AAAAAAAACpI/w5dKo-EhxKk/s72-c/indo....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4832093042918896795</id><published>2011-04-27T08:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T09:03:06.076-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>Sem critérios...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DN44psU6LlA/TbeAtlDnO7I/AAAAAAAACpA/Cn_xEz37Y4g/s1600/decabe%25C3%25A7aprabaixo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DN44psU6LlA/TbeAtlDnO7I/AAAAAAAACpA/Cn_xEz37Y4g/s320/decabe%25C3%25A7aprabaixo.jpg" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nós bebemos demais, gastamos sem critérios. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dirigimos rápido demais, ficamos acordados até muito &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mais tarde, acordamos muito cansados, lemos muito pouco, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;assistimos TV demais e raramente estamos com Deus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Multiplicamos nossos bens, mas reduzimos nossos valores.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nós falamos demais, amamos raramente, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;odiamos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;freqüentemente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aprendemos a sobreviver, mas não a viver; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;adicionamos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;anos à nossa vida e não vida aos nossos anos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fomos e voltamos à Lua, mas temos dificuldade &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;em cruzar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;a rua e encontrar um novo vizinho. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conquistamos o espaço, mas não o nosso próprio.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fizemos muitas coisas maiores, mas pouquíssimas melhores.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Limpamos o ar, mas poluímos a alma; dominamos o átomo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas não nosso preconceito; escrevemos mais, mas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aprendemos menos; planejamos mais, mas realizamos menos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aprendemos a nos apressar e não, a esperar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Construímos mais computadores para armazenar mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;informação, produzir mais cópias do que nunca, mas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nos comunicamos cada vez menos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estamos na era do ‘fast-food’ e da digestão lenta;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do homem grande, de caráter pequeno; lucros acentuados&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e relações vazias.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Essa é a era de dois empregos, vários divórcios, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;casas chiques e lares despedaçados.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Essa é a era das viagens rápidas, fraldas e moral descartáveis, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;das rapidinhas, dos cérebros ocos e das pílulas ‘mágicas’.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um momento de muita coisa na vitrine e muito pouco &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;na dispensa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma era que leva essa carta a você, e uma era que te permite &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dividir essa reflexão ou simplesmente clicar ‘delete’.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lembre-se de passar mais tempo com as pessoas que ama, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pois elas não estarão aqui para sempre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lembre-se dar um abraço carinhoso em seus pais, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;num amigo, pois não lhe custa um centavo sequer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lembre-se de dizer ‘eu te amo’ à sua companheira(o)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e às pessoas que ama, mas, em primeiro lugar, se ame…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;se ame muito.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um beijo e um abraço curam a dor quando vêm de lá de dentro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por isso, valorize sua família e as pessoas que estão ao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seu lado, sempre!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;George Carlin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4832093042918896795?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4832093042918896795/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4832093042918896795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4832093042918896795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4832093042918896795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/04/sem-criterios.html' title='Sem critérios...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DN44psU6LlA/TbeAtlDnO7I/AAAAAAAACpA/Cn_xEz37Y4g/s72-c/decabe%25C3%25A7aprabaixo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-3615806117782439568</id><published>2011-04-25T07:22:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T08:31:20.141-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silêncio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>O Silêncio da Alma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yt1Fw3fnstA/TbVbgRQWaYI/AAAAAAAACo8/M9txhWo1I6Y/s1600/03244675_detail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yt1Fw3fnstA/TbVbgRQWaYI/AAAAAAAACo8/M9txhWo1I6Y/s320/03244675_detail.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lembre-se: os silêncios mantêm os segredos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;portanto, o som mais doce é o som do silêncio.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Essa é a canção da alma. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alguns escutam o silêncio na oração, outros&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cantam a canção em seu trabalho, alguns &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;procuram os segredos na contemplação tranqüila.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando se alcança a maestria, os sons do mundo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;se apagam, as distrações se aquietam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toda a vida se transforma em meditação.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo na vida é uma meditação na qual se pode &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;contemplar o Divino e vivendo dessa forma, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aprendemos que tudo na vida é bênção.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já não há luta, nem dor, nem preocupação. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Só há experiência.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Respira em cada flor, voa com cada pássaro, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;encontra beleza e sabedoria em tudo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;já que a sabedoria está em todos os lugares &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;onde se forma a beleza.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E a beleza se forma em todas as partes, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;não há que procurá-la, porque ela virá a ti.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando ages nesse estado, transformas tudo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;o que fazes numa meditação e assim, num dom, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;num oferecimento de ti para tua alma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e de tua alma para o Todo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao lavar os pratos desfruta do calor da água &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que acaricia tuas mãos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao preparar a ceia sinta o amor do universo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que te trouxe esse alimento e, como um presente &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teu ao preparar essa comida, derrama nela&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;todo o amor de teu ser.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao respirar, respira longa e profundamente, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;respira lenta e suavemente, respira a suave &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e doce simplicidade da vida, tão plena de &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;energia, tão plena de amor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;É amor de Deus o que estás respirando.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Respira profundamente e poderás senti-lo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Respira muito, muito profundamente e o &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;amor &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;te fará chorar de alegria.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque conheceste teu Deus e teu Deus &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;te presenteou com tua alma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faz da tua vida e de todos os acontecimentos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uma meditação.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caminha na vigília, não adormecido.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sempre és Um com Deus, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sempre és bem-vindo à casa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Porque teu lar é Meu coração &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e o Meu é o teu. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Neale Donald Walsch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-3615806117782439568?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/3615806117782439568/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=3615806117782439568&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3615806117782439568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3615806117782439568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-silencio-da-alma.html' title='O Silêncio da Alma...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yt1Fw3fnstA/TbVbgRQWaYI/AAAAAAAACo8/M9txhWo1I6Y/s72-c/03244675_detail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-1689451178436244529</id><published>2011-04-21T00:14:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T00:19:00.351-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música do Dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Páscoa'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3EwQXeRDRqo/Ta-fWXCekXI/AAAAAAAACok/guoscvOVf2M/s1600/LV11691032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3EwQXeRDRqo/Ta-fWXCekXI/AAAAAAAACok/guoscvOVf2M/s320/LV11691032.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desejo que o Coelhinho te&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;traga um Ovo de Páscoa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;recheado&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;com &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muito Amor para o seu Coração, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muita Esperança e &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harmonia para sustentar a sua Vida e &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muito Equilíbrio e &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fé para orientar&amp;nbsp;sua Tragetória.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="260" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SLY7yI1xV-M" title="YouTube video player" width="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-1689451178436244529?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/1689451178436244529/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=1689451178436244529&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1689451178436244529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1689451178436244529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3EwQXeRDRqo/Ta-fWXCekXI/AAAAAAAACok/guoscvOVf2M/s72-c/LV11691032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4987320783646218907</id><published>2011-04-19T22:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T22:11:20.739-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Presente, Passado e Futuro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d3RhxMLjR08/Ta4yV64qChI/AAAAAAAACoY/exx9ioT0h2M/s1600/03154193_detail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d3RhxMLjR08/Ta4yV64qChI/AAAAAAAACoY/exx9ioT0h2M/s320/03154193_detail.jpg" width="201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"As pessoas felizes lembram o passado com gratidão, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;alegram-se com o presente e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;encaram o futuro sem medo." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Epicuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4987320783646218907?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4987320783646218907/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4987320783646218907&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4987320783646218907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4987320783646218907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/04/presente-passado-e-futuro.html' title='Presente, Passado e Futuro'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d3RhxMLjR08/Ta4yV64qChI/AAAAAAAACoY/exx9ioT0h2M/s72-c/03154193_detail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-1785851436838628348</id><published>2011-04-13T11:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T17:28:22.987-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>Deficiência mental &amp; Eficiência espiritual</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBNETcBnw7Y/TaWsTnFuYlI/AAAAAAAACoM/jA7qI0XhZaA/s1600/1157549235hjp7nx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBNETcBnw7Y/TaWsTnFuYlI/AAAAAAAACoM/jA7qI0XhZaA/s320/1157549235hjp7nx.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Há alguns anos, nas olimpíadas especiais de Seattle, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;nove participantes todos com deficiência mental, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;alinharam-se para a largada da corrida dos 100 &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;metros rasos. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ao sinal todos partiram, não exatamente em &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;disparada, mas com vontade de dar o melhor de si, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;terminar a corrida e ganhar. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um dos garotos tropeçou no asfalto, caiu e começou &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a chorar. Os outros oito ouviram o choro, diminuíram&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; o passo e olharam para trás. Então viraram e voltaram &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;todos. Uma das meninas com Síndrome de Down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; ajoelhou,deu um beijo no garoto e disse: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Pronto, agora vai sarar! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E todos os noves competidores deram os braços&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;eandaram juntos até a linha de chegada. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;O estádio inteiro levantou e os aplausos duraram &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;vários minutos. Talvez os atletas fossem deficientes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; mentais, mas com certeza não eram deficientes espirituais. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Todos nós sabemos que o &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;que importa na vida, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mais do que ganhar, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;é ajudar os outros vencer, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;mesmo que isso signifique &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;ter que diminuir &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;nossos passos... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Procure ser uma &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;pessoa de valor, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;em vez de&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;uma pessoa de sucesso".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-1785851436838628348?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/1785851436838628348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=1785851436838628348&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1785851436838628348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1785851436838628348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/04/deficiencia-mental-eficiencia.html' title='Deficiência mental &amp; Eficiência espiritual'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WBNETcBnw7Y/TaWsTnFuYlI/AAAAAAAACoM/jA7qI0XhZaA/s72-c/1157549235hjp7nx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-2467952172244153983</id><published>2011-04-11T09:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T09:50:44.542-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vida'/><title type='text'>Cuide bem do seu leão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7IjCnBs86H8/TaL5GQyohDI/AAAAAAAACoI/430SqoD8KYY/s1600/4360622.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7IjCnBs86H8/TaL5GQyohDI/AAAAAAAACoI/430SqoD8KYY/s320/4360622.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outro dia, tive o privilégio de fazer algo que adoro: fui almoçar com um amigo, hoje chegando perto de seus 70 anos. Gosto disso. São raras as chances que temos de escutar suas histórias e absorver um pouco de sabedoria das pessoas que já passaram por grandes experiências nesta vida. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depois de uma almoço longo, no qual falamos bem pouco de negócios mas muito sobre a vida, ele me perguntou sobre meus negócios. Contei um pouco do que estava fazendo e, meio sem querer, disse a ele: "Pois é. Empresário, hoje, tem de matar um leão por dia".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sua resposta, rápida e afiada, foi: "Não mate seu leão. Você deveria mesmo era cuidar dele". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fiquei surpreso com a resposta e ele provavelmente deve ter notado minha supresa, pois me disse: "Deixe-me lhe contar uma história que quero compartilhar com você". Segue mais ou menos o que consegui lembrar da conversa: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pierre, existe um ditado popular antigo que diz que temos de "matar um leão por dia". E por muitos anos, eu acreditei nisso, e acordava todos os dias querendo encontrar o tal leão. A vida foi passando e muitas vezes me vi repetindo essa frase. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando cheguei aos 50 anos, meus negócios já tinham crescido e precisava trabalhar um pouco menos, mas sempre me lembrava do tal leão. Afinal, quem não se preocupa quando tem de matar um deles por dia? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pois bem. Cheguei aos meus 60 e decidi que era hora de meus filhos começarem a tocar a firma. Mas qual não foi minha surpresa ao ver que nenhum dos três estava preparado! A cada desafio que enfrentavam, parecia que iam desmoronar emocionalmente. Para minha tristeza, tive de voltar à frente dos negócios, até conseguir contratar o Paulo, que hoje é nosso diretor geral. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Este "fracasso" me fez pensar muito. O que fiz de errado no meu plano de sucessão? Hoje, do alto dos meus quase 70 anos, eu tenho uma suspeita: a culpa foi do leão". Novamente, eu fiz cara de surpreso. O que o leão tinha a ver com a história? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ele, olhando para o horizonte, como que tentando buscar um passado distante, me disse: "É. Pode ser que a culpa não seja cem por cento do leão, mas fica mais fácil justificar dessa forma. Porque, desde quando meus filhos eram pequenos, dei tudo para eles. Uma educação excelente, oportunidade de morar no exterior, estágio em empresas de amigos. Mas, ao dar tudo a eles, esqueci de dar um leão para cada, que era o mais importante.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meu jovem, aprendi que somos o resultado de nossos desafios. Com grandes desafios, nos tornamos grandes. Com pequenos desafios, nos tornamos pequenos. Aprendi que, quanto mais bravo o leão, mais gratos temos de ser. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por isso, aprendi a não só respeitar o leão, mas a admirá-lo e a gostar dele. Que a metáfora é importante, mas errônea: não devemos matar um leão por dia, mas sim cuidar do nosso. Porque o dia em que o leão, em nossas vidas morre, começamos a morrer junto com ele.." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depois daquele dia, decidi aprender a amar o meu leão. E o que eram desafios se tornaram oportunidades. Para crescer, ser mais forte, e "me virar" nesta selva em que vivemos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pierre Schurmann&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-2467952172244153983?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/2467952172244153983/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=2467952172244153983&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/2467952172244153983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/2467952172244153983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/04/cuide-bem-do-seu-leao.html' title='Cuide bem do seu leão...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7IjCnBs86H8/TaL5GQyohDI/AAAAAAAACoI/430SqoD8KYY/s72-c/4360622.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-8169067278251631964</id><published>2011-04-09T21:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T21:12:57.835-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música do Dia'/><title type='text'>Mineirêis...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g2lFD1Y_Mig/TaDzAGCaKsI/AAAAAAAACoE/Rjnah3RruG0/s1600/OUROPRETO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g2lFD1Y_Mig/TaDzAGCaKsI/AAAAAAAACoE/Rjnah3RruG0/s320/OUROPRETO.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prossêis cunhecê: Fala de minerim é assim mêzz, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;stes são alguns mandamentos da língua &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;portuguesa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;dos mineirin &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* UAI é indispensável: O que significa UAI ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;UAI é UAI, UAI... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Usar sempre " i " no lugar de e: (Ex.: MININO, ISPECIAL, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;EU I ELA, VISTIDO). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Dizer ÉMÊZZ? quando quiser uma confirmação. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Se quiser chamar atenção diga simplesmente ÓI QUIÓ. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Se estiver com fome coma PÃO DJI QUEJJ. Ex.: dois &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PÃO DJI QUEJJ e duas CÊIRVEJJ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Na falta de vocabulário específico utilizar a palavra TREM &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;que serve prá tudo, exceto como meio de transporte ferroviário. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neste caso, é TROÇO. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* ONZZ é o meio de transporte coletivo rodoviário.: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ex.: Lá vem o ONZZ. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Se aprovar alguma coisa solte um sonoro MAIS QUI BELÊZZ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Prá fazer café, primeiro pergunte PÓPÔPÓ? Achou pouco, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ficou ralo? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pergunte: PÓPÔ MAPOQUIM DIPÓ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Se você não sabe onde está e nem para onde vai, pergunte &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;simplesmente: ONCOTÔ? PRONCOVÔ? PRONÓISVAI ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Se não estiver certo de comparecer, diga simplesmente &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CONFÓFÔ EU VÔ, que quer dizer: conforme for, eu vou. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Se o motivo da dúvida for algo que você tem que fazer, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;explique, "Vou fazer um NIGUCIM e volto logo". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Ao procurar alguém que concorde com você, dispare &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;um &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;NÉMÊZZ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Use a expresão aumentativa DIMÁI DA CONTA. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ex.: ISSÉ BÃO DIMÁI DA CONTA, CÊÉ BOBO DIMÁI &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;DA CONTA. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Usar sempre duas negativas prá deixar claro que você &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;não sabe do que está falando "NUM sei NÃO". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Use sempre o diminutivo INN, tipo PIQUINININN, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LUGARZINN, BOLINN, MINEIRINN, BOIOLINN, VIADINN. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Use a expressão RAPÁI pra iniciar uma exclamação. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nem sempre é necessário complemento Ex.: RAPAAAI... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* REDÁ: Mesma coisa de RASTÁ. Ex.: JECA REDÁ ESS &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;TREM AQUI Ó.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Ao terminar uma frase, conclua com a palavra SÔ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se tiver falando com uma mulher, então diga SÁ. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Se alguém der cinco, supere e diga, DÔSSÊIS ou PROSSÊIS &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* I quando cê fica impressionado com alguma coisa, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ocê isclama: NÚ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Má êtapovim bão sô!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Autoria desconhecida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="260" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1ux38zbTVSo" title="YouTube video player" width="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-8169067278251631964?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/8169067278251631964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=8169067278251631964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8169067278251631964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8169067278251631964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/04/mineires.html' title='Mineirêis...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g2lFD1Y_Mig/TaDzAGCaKsI/AAAAAAAACoE/Rjnah3RruG0/s72-c/OUROPRETO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-3448130295201761927</id><published>2011-04-08T13:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T13:01:14.272-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Khalil Gibran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simplicidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música do Dia'/><title type='text'>Simplicidade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--puC1auNMiE/TZ8woqknr8I/AAAAAAAACn4/PaQDUh12Fxk/s1600/4147R-8691.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--puC1auNMiE/TZ8woqknr8I/AAAAAAAACn4/PaQDUh12Fxk/s320/4147R-8691.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A simplicidade é o último degrau da sabedoria."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Khalil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="260" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/C8QJmI_V3j4" title="YouTube video player" width="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-3448130295201761927?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/3448130295201761927/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=3448130295201761927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3448130295201761927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3448130295201761927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/04/simplicidade.html' title='Simplicidade...'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--puC1auNMiE/TZ8woqknr8I/AAAAAAAACn4/PaQDUh12Fxk/s72-c/4147R-8691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4093857544649923133</id><published>2011-04-06T21:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T21:47:26.767-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cora Coralina'/><title type='text'>Saber &amp; Ensinar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oayDAhq619c/TjialHVr7iI/AAAAAAAACsA/M3Y8CAEtqvk/s1600/DKI-0045-113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oayDAhq619c/TjialHVr7iI/AAAAAAAACsA/M3Y8CAEtqvk/s320/DKI-0045-113.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Feliz aquele que transfere o que sabe e&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aprende o que ensina."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cora Coralina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4093857544649923133?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4093857544649923133/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4093857544649923133&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4093857544649923133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4093857544649923133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/04/saber-ensinar.html' title='Saber &amp; Ensinar'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oayDAhq619c/TjialHVr7iI/AAAAAAAACsA/M3Y8CAEtqvk/s72-c/DKI-0045-113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-2585242006208487004</id><published>2011-04-02T23:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T23:54:02.183-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música do Dia'/><title type='text'>Sábias Palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TBS-1TAqJhM/TZfdyCIpKFI/AAAAAAAACmU/ZVRvOOG2Ocg/s1600/02916739_detail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TBS-1TAqJhM/TZfdyCIpKFI/AAAAAAAACmU/ZVRvOOG2Ocg/s320/02916739_detail.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Seja leal para consigo mesmo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não altere o seu comportamento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;apenas para contentar os outros."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Fale do que vem de dentro. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do contrário, não fale".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Os adornos da alma são:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;a Justiça, a Integridade, a Coragem e a Verdade"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Não se trata de analisar a si mesmo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trata-se de Ver a si mesmo".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yogaswami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="260" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NVGinwDu0L8" title="YouTube video player" width="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-2585242006208487004?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/2585242006208487004/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=2585242006208487004&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/2585242006208487004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/2585242006208487004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/04/sabias-palavras.html' title='Sábias Palavras'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TBS-1TAqJhM/TZfdyCIpKFI/AAAAAAAACmU/ZVRvOOG2Ocg/s72-c/02916739_detail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-7093253735748256296</id><published>2011-04-01T07:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T07:57:31.072-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música do Dia'/><title type='text'>Consequências</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkVJvynaiLM/TZWmQ5zgE4I/AAAAAAAACmQ/izM0oauiZLo/s1600/03297773_detail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkVJvynaiLM/TZWmQ5zgE4I/AAAAAAAACmQ/izM0oauiZLo/s320/03297773_detail.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Na Vida não há prêmios nem castigos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somente consequências."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Robert Green Ingersoll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="260" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZDUjt6iH52E" title="YouTube video player" width="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-7093253735748256296?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/7093253735748256296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=7093253735748256296&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7093253735748256296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/7093253735748256296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/04/consequencias.html' title='Consequências'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkVJvynaiLM/TZWmQ5zgE4I/AAAAAAAACmQ/izM0oauiZLo/s72-c/03297773_detail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-1486387018579518516</id><published>2011-03-30T20:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T20:51:36.043-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mário Quintana'/><title type='text'>Olhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XnwsRMkSdaI/TZPB6nNmD3I/AAAAAAAACmM/kn9WaYUimzE/s1600/21578.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XnwsRMkSdaI/TZPB6nNmD3I/AAAAAAAACmM/kn9WaYUimzE/s320/21578.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quem não compreende um olhar,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tampouco compreenderá uma longa explicação."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-1486387018579518516?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/1486387018579518516/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=1486387018579518516&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1486387018579518516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/1486387018579518516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/03/olhar.html' title='Olhar'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XnwsRMkSdaI/TZPB6nNmD3I/AAAAAAAACmM/kn9WaYUimzE/s72-c/21578.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-3485561645863841390</id><published>2011-03-27T20:50:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T07:23:41.854-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Palavras &amp; Silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sHZL4Iwg_LY/TZBhpiDWLzI/AAAAAAAACis/S1QP8LLtxVg/s1600/42-24159725.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sHZL4Iwg_LY/TZBhpiDWLzI/AAAAAAAACis/S1QP8LLtxVg/s320/42-24159725.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quando falares, cuida para que suas palavras &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sejam melhores que o silêncio."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Provérbio Indiano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-3485561645863841390?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/3485561645863841390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=3485561645863841390&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3485561645863841390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/3485561645863841390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/03/palavras-silencio.html' title='Palavras &amp; Silêncio'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sHZL4Iwg_LY/TZBhpiDWLzI/AAAAAAAACis/S1QP8LLtxVg/s72-c/42-24159725.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-4901974415050256006</id><published>2011-03-24T08:44:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T09:10:08.829-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música do Dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dalai Lama'/><title type='text'>A Melhor Religião</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-iBMXAl_zuNY/TYsuarkUBlI/AAAAAAAACiE/O3RSE4U3i_0/s1600/gws187426147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-iBMXAl_zuNY/TYsuarkUBlI/AAAAAAAACiE/O3RSE4U3i_0/s320/gws187426147.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A melhor religião é a que mais te aproxima de Deus. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É aquela que te faz melhor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que te faz mais compassivo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;mais sensível, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;mais desapegado, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mais amoroso, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;mais humanitário, mais responsável.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A religião que conseguir fazer isso de ti é a melhor religião."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dalai Lama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="260" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/R2Ujua6a82c" title="YouTube video player" width="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-4901974415050256006?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/4901974415050256006/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=4901974415050256006&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4901974415050256006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/4901974415050256006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/03/melhor-religiao.html' title='A Melhor Religião'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-iBMXAl_zuNY/TYsuarkUBlI/AAAAAAAACiE/O3RSE4U3i_0/s72-c/gws187426147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-8535740750155843987</id><published>2011-03-23T07:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T07:16:17.945-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chico Xavier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Serenidade Necessária</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QNc0S8KSYi0/TYnHSwa9cpI/AAAAAAAACh4/u7LrSzIv5QE/s1600/f0026666.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QNc0S8KSYi0/TYnHSwa9cpI/AAAAAAAACh4/u7LrSzIv5QE/s320/f0026666.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;“Conceda-me, Senhor, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;a serenidade necessária &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;para &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;aceitar as coisas que não posso modificar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;coragem para modificar as que eu posso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e sabedoria para distinguir uma da outra.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emannuel - Chico Xavier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-8535740750155843987?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/8535740750155843987/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=8535740750155843987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8535740750155843987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/8535740750155843987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/03/serenidade-necessaria.html' title='Serenidade Necessária'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QNc0S8KSYi0/TYnHSwa9cpI/AAAAAAAACh4/u7LrSzIv5QE/s72-c/f0026666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-460614447940791342</id><published>2011-03-22T07:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T07:04:11.331-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Pureza Interior</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cj8fxBT6uVk/TYhz4K9u-8I/AAAAAAAACh0/3UvHiGXQWfE/s1600/LV14686055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cj8fxBT6uVk/TYhz4K9u-8I/AAAAAAAACh0/3UvHiGXQWfE/s320/LV14686055.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A verdadeira marca de uma pessoa sábia e amorosa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;não é a roupa que veste ou os títulos que recebeu, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas sim a sua pureza interior, independente &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;de credo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;classe, sexo ou cor."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sai Baba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-460614447940791342?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/460614447940791342/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=460614447940791342&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/460614447940791342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/460614447940791342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/03/pureza-interior.html' title='Pureza Interior'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cj8fxBT6uVk/TYhz4K9u-8I/AAAAAAAACh0/3UvHiGXQWfE/s72-c/LV14686055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323322140333995493.post-2310439900572908354</id><published>2011-03-21T14:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T16:09:49.207-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para Refletir'/><title type='text'>Plumas ao Vento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-34DyWYrAWW0/TYYy9oGpLlI/AAAAAAAAChw/O-2qxLjKU4Y/s1600/ti0301247.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-34DyWYrAWW0/TYYy9oGpLlI/AAAAAAAAChw/O-2qxLjKU4Y/s320/ti0301247.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A calúnia são plumas ao vento que vão sempre &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;adiante &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;para a amargura do caluniador."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323322140333995493-2310439900572908354?l=saracotear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/feeds/2310439900572908354/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323322140333995493&amp;postID=2310439900572908354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/2310439900572908354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323322140333995493/posts/default/2310439900572908354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saracotear.blogspot.com/2011/03/plumas-ao-vento.html' title='Plumas ao Vento'/><author><name>SARA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11965438964933035703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHInOgHsP_Y/TqRZsAHL-QI/AAAAAAAAC0I/mZ_-ljH_z0k/s220/sara23.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-34DyWYrAWW0/TYYy9oGpLlI/AAAAAAAAChw/O-2qxLjKU4Y/s72-c/ti0301247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
