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[Carl Sagan]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>737</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-7996629849687936980</id><published>2012-02-13T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T00:00:02.972-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virginia Woolf'/><title type='text'>ENFRENTAMENTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9GnkpeI7Ekk/Txbavk6Pq2I/AAAAAAAAGSM/yOOU4QZGb6k/s1600/beautiful%252Cnature%252Cocean%252Cpeace%252Cpeaceful%252Cphotography-15936fe71ec29f7831425907eaa2ba02_h_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9GnkpeI7Ekk/Txbavk6Pq2I/AAAAAAAAGSM/yOOU4QZGb6k/s400/beautiful%252Cnature%252Cocean%252Cpeace%252Cpeaceful%252Cphotography-15936fe71ec29f7831425907eaa2ba02_h_large.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Não se pode ter paz evitando a vida."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Virginia Woolf]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Então vá, engula o mundo. Prove venenos, descubra antídotos. Quebre a cara, conserte-a. Se espalhe, se junte quando achar que se perdeu de si. Chore de felicidade, chore de dor, chore quando quiser. Busque o que te falta."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Vitória de Melo Bispo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;‎"Aquilo a que você resiste, persiste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Tudo aquilo que não enfrentamos em vida acaba se tornando o nosso destino."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Carl Jung]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=188e79e" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&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/6530036259250507647-7996629849687936980?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/7996629849687936980/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=7996629849687936980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7996629849687936980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7996629849687936980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/02/enfrentamentos.html' title='ENFRENTAMENTOS'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9GnkpeI7Ekk/Txbavk6Pq2I/AAAAAAAAGSM/yOOU4QZGb6k/s72-c/beautiful%252Cnature%252Cocean%252Cpeace%252Cpeaceful%252Cphotography-15936fe71ec29f7831425907eaa2ba02_h_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-4992447491131082080</id><published>2012-02-12T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T15:57:27.185-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabrício Carpinejar'/><title type='text'>AMOR À CAMISETA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JL9qy2EdoNg/Ty_gMz7hjpI/AAAAAAAAGcQ/ATeIZSyXqHk/s1600/Garrincha_1962.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JL9qy2EdoNg/Ty_gMz7hjpI/AAAAAAAAGcQ/ATeIZSyXqHk/s1600/Garrincha_1962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[Garrincha, 1962]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mais fácil trocar de sexo do que time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Futebol é RG, CPF, certidão de nascimento, partido político.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Num tempo sem identidade, é o supremo vínculo. O elo com os outros. O que não migra com os dias. É se profissionalizar na esperança, é se aposentar na esperança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Torcer por um time é a monogamia que funcionou, é o casamento que deu certo, é até que a morte nos separe, é permanecer junto na saúde e na doença, na Primeira ou na Segunda Divisão, é chorar derrotas acachapantes, é uivar em vitórias apertadas e gargalhar em goleadas improváveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Torcer é nascimento e velório juntos, todos os sacramentos reunidos na expectativa de alterar a vida com uma partida, alterar a vida de uma partida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Torcer é tabelar com o batimento cardíaco. É atingir o extremo de si e não se cansar, é se confessar e roer as unhas, é se humilhar diante de um estádio cheio, é chutar o vento para acompanhar a cobrança de falta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Faz ateu rezar, faz criminoso pedir perdão, faz família voltar a se ver, faz homem sério enlouquecer, faz marido roubar domingo da própria esposa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não importa se o time veio pelo regime monárquico, por imposição dos pais, ou democrático, pela própria escolha. Não se troca de time, assim como não se muda de alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Time é para sempre. Uma benção que nos define, uma maldição que não lutamos contra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não é sorte ou azar, certo ou errado, é costume. É lembrar de que se viveu a partir de jogos inesquecíveis. É quando a memória coletiva nos salva do esquecimento pessoal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;É transformar um simples jogador em ídolo, em padrinho, em exemplo. É beatificar o talento. É encontrar um atleta fiel à história de nosso clube mais do que a um momento. É adorá-lo pelo conjunto de cenas. É apenas enxergá-lo com as cores de nossa equipe, como um manto, um sudário. É Sócrates e Corinthians, é Zico e Flamengo, é Falcão e Inter, é Renato e Grêmio, é Pelé e Santos, é Garrincha e Botafogo, é Telê e Fluminense, é Raí e São Paulo, é Tostão e Cruzeiro, é Reinaldo e Atlético.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Buscamos justificar a torcida aos amigos, explicar racionalmente nossa decisão, mas torcer não é uma opção intelectual, não é um investimento seguro, não surge de estudo de mercado, de teste vocacional, não é algo que se gosta e se deixa de gostar, é algo que entra no sangue como vírus e nos contamina de fraquezas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Qual é seu time? é a pergunta feita hoje logo depois da gente dizer o nome. Como um destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Fabrício Carpinejar - 22/12/2011,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://rolocompressor.zip.net/"&gt;Futebol é literatura&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-4992447491131082080?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/4992447491131082080/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=4992447491131082080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4992447491131082080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4992447491131082080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/02/amor-camiseta.html' title='AMOR À CAMISETA'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JL9qy2EdoNg/Ty_gMz7hjpI/AAAAAAAAGcQ/ATeIZSyXqHk/s72-c/Garrincha_1962.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-2865868897358868265</id><published>2012-02-11T00:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T10:44:54.015-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mahatma Gandhi'/><title type='text'>O ESPELHO DE GANDHI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z80y7O5SxXo/Tv0bdmpc8FI/AAAAAAAAF8I/1-URdYFFUcQ/s1600/securedownload.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z80y7O5SxXo/Tv0bdmpc8FI/AAAAAAAAF8I/1-URdYFFUcQ/s400/securedownload.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;﻿Perguntaram numa ocasião a Mahatma Gandhi quais são os fatores que destroem o ser humano, ele respondeu assim:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"A Política sem Princípios, o Prazer sem Responsabilidade, a Riqueza sem Trabalho, a Sabedoria sem Carácter, os Negócios sem Moral, a Ciência sem Humanidade e a Oração sem Caridade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A vida tem ensinado a mim, que as pessoas são amáveis, se eu sou amável; que as pessoas estão tristes, se estou triste; que todos me querem bem, se eu quero bem a eles; que todos são maus, se eu os odeio; que há rostos sorridentes, se eu sorrio para eles; que há rostos amargurados, se estou amargurado; que o mundo é feliz, se eu sou feliz; que as pessoas tem nojo, se eu sinto nojo; que as pessoas são gratas, se eu tenho gratidão. A vida é como um espelho: Se sorrio, o espelho me devolve o sorriso. A atitude que tomo na vida, é a mesma que a vida tomará ante mim."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Quem quiser ser amado, que ame.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A única razão porque és feliz, é porque tu decides ser feliz."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Mahatma Gandhi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;fonte&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hospitalespiritualdomundo.blogspot.com/"&gt;HOSPITAL ESPIRITUAL DO MUNDO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=78c9f59" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Amo a banda Snow Patrol. E acho que essa música se encaixa perfeitamente neste ensinamento de Gandhi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Música atual e ensinamento de um Mestre.&lt;/span&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/6530036259250507647-2865868897358868265?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/2865868897358868265/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=2865868897358868265&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2865868897358868265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2865868897358868265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/02/o-espelho-de-gandhi.html' title='O ESPELHO DE GANDHI'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z80y7O5SxXo/Tv0bdmpc8FI/AAAAAAAAF8I/1-URdYFFUcQ/s72-c/securedownload.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-8590705583033994782</id><published>2012-02-10T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T12:04:01.010-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mário Quintana'/><title type='text'>COMPLETUDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WtALDnTE3K0/TxWLKYRunbI/AAAAAAAAGP8/0-NwwtJl1Vk/s1600/tumblr_lexgron3Ua1qe6m5mo1_500_large_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WtALDnTE3K0/TxWLKYRunbI/AAAAAAAAGP8/0-NwwtJl1Vk/s400/tumblr_lexgron3Ua1qe6m5mo1_500_large_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"As pessoas não estão neste mundo para satisfazer as nossas expectativas, assim como não estamos aqui para satisfazer as delas. Temos que nos bastar, nos bastar sempre, e quando procuramos estar com alguém, temos que nos conscientizar de que estamos juntos porque gostamos, porque queremos e nos sentimos bem, nunca por precisar de alguém. &lt;b&gt;As pessoas não se precisam, elas se completam, não por serem metades, mas por serem inteiras, dispostas a dividir objetivos comuns, alegrias e vida." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Mário Quintana]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=42dbc23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-8590705583033994782?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/8590705583033994782/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=8590705583033994782&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8590705583033994782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8590705583033994782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/02/completude.html' title='COMPLETUDE'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WtALDnTE3K0/TxWLKYRunbI/AAAAAAAAGP8/0-NwwtJl1Vk/s72-c/tumblr_lexgron3Ua1qe6m5mo1_500_large_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-1885895232173386969</id><published>2012-02-09T00:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T09:04:07.909-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Augusto dos Anjos'/><title type='text'>À CARIDADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YgZEOFQo_mI/Tv9i07oHNHI/AAAAAAAAF84/gY6g6WFi00s/s1600/msf2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YgZEOFQo_mI/Tv9i07oHNHI/AAAAAAAAF84/gY6g6WFi00s/s1600/msf2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[Nigéria, África, &lt;a href="http://www.msf.org.br/"&gt;MSF&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Médicos Sem Fronteiras]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;No universo a caridade,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Em contraste ao vício infando,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;É  como um astro brilhando&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sobre a dor da humanidade!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nos mais sombrios horrores&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Por entre a mágoa nefasta&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A Caridade se arrasta&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Toda coberta de flores!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Semeadora de carinhos,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ela abre todas as portas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E no horror das horas mortas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Vem beijar os pobrezinhos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Torna as tormentas mais calmas,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ouve o soluço do mundo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E dentro do amor profundo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Abrange todas as almas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O céu de estrelas se veste&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E em fluidos de misticismo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Vibra no nosso organismo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Um sentimento celeste.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A alegria mais acesa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nossas cabeças invade ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Glória, pois, à Caridade,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;No seio da Natureza!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;ESTRIBILHO:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Cantemos todos os anos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Na festa da Caridade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A solidariedade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Dos sentimentos humanos. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Augusto dos Anjos (1884-1914) está entre os poetas brasileiros que viveram a sabedoria universal. Os versos a seguir, que podem ser lidos como uma oração, têm um sabor e um tom simultaneamente cristão e budista.&amp;nbsp;Reproduzido do volume "Augusto dos Anjos, Obra Completa", Ed. Nova Aguilar, Rio de Janeiro, 2004, 884 pp., ver p. 491;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;fonte &lt;a href="http://www.filosofiaesoterica.com/"&gt;http://www.filosofiaesoterica.com&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-1885895232173386969?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/1885895232173386969/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=1885895232173386969&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/1885895232173386969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/1885895232173386969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/02/caridade.html' title='À CARIDADE'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YgZEOFQo_mI/Tv9i07oHNHI/AAAAAAAAF84/gY6g6WFi00s/s72-c/msf2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-4345231504308943420</id><published>2012-02-08T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T00:00:01.256-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice Ruiz'/><title type='text'>PERMANECER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OqxdNC8Xavs/TxWKlUvalXI/AAAAAAAAGP0/XSqmzE8JkFI/s1600/377429_300547923316024_192072847496866_761826_1199791208_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OqxdNC8Xavs/TxWKlUvalXI/AAAAAAAAGP0/XSqmzE8JkFI/s400/377429_300547923316024_192072847496866_761826_1199791208_n.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Que tudo seja leve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;de tal forma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;que o tempo nunca leve."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Alice Ruiz]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...que a alegria, a confiança, a esperança permaneçam sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Gislene]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;foto ator Jude Law.&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/6530036259250507647-4345231504308943420?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/4345231504308943420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=4345231504308943420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4345231504308943420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4345231504308943420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/02/permanecer.html' title='PERMANECER'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OqxdNC8Xavs/TxWKlUvalXI/AAAAAAAAGP0/XSqmzE8JkFI/s72-c/377429_300547923316024_192072847496866_761826_1199791208_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-8179304984062059301</id><published>2012-02-07T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T00:59:32.022-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entretenimento e cultura'/><title type='text'>GUERRA E PAZ - CÂNDIDO PORTINARI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;PAINÉIS QUE DECORAM A SEDE DA ONU VÊM PARA EXPOSIÇÃO EM SÃO PAULO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;ENTRE 07/02/2012 E 21/04/2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A exposição Guerra e Paz, de Cândido Portinari (1903-1962), chega à cidade de São Paulo em fevereiro de 2012, segundo o Projeto Portinari. A mostra será inaugurada no dia 6, em homenagem ao cinquentenário de morte do pintor, e permanecerá aberta ao público até 21 de abril. O local é o Salão dos Atos, no Memorial da América Latina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PDWSSrUhHfE/TygRajfpVnI/AAAAAAAAGYQ/CJCaI2k53k0/s1600/mystique+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PDWSSrUhHfE/TygRajfpVnI/AAAAAAAAGYQ/CJCaI2k53k0/s1600/mystique+%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A mostra apresenta os painéis &lt;a href="http://www.guerraepaz.org.br/"&gt;Guerra e Paz &lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;erguidos pela primeira vez após o trabalho de restauro, feito entre fevereiro e maio de 2011, e reúne cerca de 100 dos estudos originais preparatórios do artista para ambos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DXy2g0O7VzM/TygRXDc5AMI/AAAAAAAAGYI/TXjcAcZ7aco/s1600/mystique.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DXy2g0O7VzM/TygRXDc5AMI/AAAAAAAAGYI/TXjcAcZ7aco/s1600/mystique.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Entre 1952 e 1956, Portinari dedicou-se aos trabalhos, seus dois últimos e maiores murais, encomendados pelo governo brasileiro para a sede da ONU. A área total pintada nos painéis, uma superfície de 280m², é maior que a do Juízo Final, de Miguel Ângelo, na Capela Sistina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WlQLRkDuAmk/Ty6lYN8WvsI/AAAAAAAAGb4/9yNTAG5CNQU/s1600/portinari_onu2010_f_002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WlQLRkDuAmk/Ty6lYN8WvsI/AAAAAAAAGb4/9yNTAG5CNQU/s1600/portinari_onu2010_f_002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[Portinari, um dos artistas mais importantes do Brasil, foi contratado pelo governo brasileiro para pintar os murais em 1955. Realizados a óleo sobre madeira compensada naval, os murais levaram nove meses para serem finalizados. Foram doados pelo Brasil à então recém-inaugurada sede da ONU. Cortesia ONU/BBC News]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Em 2007, o anúncio de uma grande reforma no edifício das Nações Unidas entre 2010 e 2013 proporcionou a oportunidade inédita de expor os painéis no Brasil e no exterior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;INFORMAÇÕES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Datas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt; 7 de fevereiro a 21 de abril de 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Horários:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt; Terça a domingo, 9h às 18h.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Preços:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt; Grátis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Local:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt; Memorial da América Latina, Av. Auro Soares de Moura Andrade - 664, Barra Funda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mbmcsmdK9xU/TygRPVn-x2I/AAAAAAAAGYA/TrskDO04I-w/s1600/Memorial-da-America-Latina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mbmcsmdK9xU/TygRPVn-x2I/AAAAAAAAGYA/TrskDO04I-w/s1600/Memorial-da-America-Latina.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[fonte&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.guiadasemana.com.br/artes-e-teatro/guerra-e-paz-candido-portinari-memorial-da-america-latina"&gt;Guia da Semana&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.guerraepaz.org.br/#/home"&gt;Guerra e Paz Portinari&lt;/a&gt;, créditos imagem&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cristina Granato]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Uma pintura que não fala ao coração não é arte, porque só ele a entende."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Cândido Portinari]&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/6530036259250507647-8179304984062059301?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/8179304984062059301/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=8179304984062059301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8179304984062059301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8179304984062059301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/02/guerra-e-paz-candido-portinari.html' title='GUERRA E PAZ - CÂNDIDO PORTINARI'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PDWSSrUhHfE/TygRajfpVnI/AAAAAAAAGYQ/CJCaI2k53k0/s72-c/mystique+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-8288911076908102908</id><published>2012-02-06T00:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T00:00:00.172-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabrício Carpinejar'/><title type='text'>FOLHA DE GUARDA</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/-CSoz-cSlht0/Ty6ny9---2I/AAAAAAAAGcA/gQcnaCpDB50/s1600/Van+Gogh,+o+estudante.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSoz-cSlht0/Ty6ny9---2I/AAAAAAAAGcA/gQcnaCpDB50/s1600/Van+Gogh,+o+estudante.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[O estudante, ost, pintura de Van Gogh]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Na infância, a mãe comprava cadernos simples para nós, quatro filhos, já que não tinha recursos suficientes para adquirir cadernos de capa dura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ficava chateado. Eu queria as figuras de desenho animado dos colegas. As estampas da moda. Pernalonga, Mickey e Cebolinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Durante a aula, tentava esconder a superfície do meu material dos olhares curiosos da turma. Tinha vergonha. Muita vergonha da simplicidade. Colocava os dois braços por cima para ninguém espiar, ninguém descobrir que me faltava dinheiro. Mas os colegas me empurravam, cruéis, fofoqueiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;– Deixa ver? Deixa ver?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Forçavam a abertura dos meus dedos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E eu era obrigado a mostrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Em vez do deboche, eles adoravam. Não entendia, todos amavam e invejavam meus cadernos personalizados. Meus cadernos manufaturados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu era injusto com minha mãe. Ela transformava a pobreza em capricho. Encapava os nossos cadernos com papel-presente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mesmo trabalhando dois turnos, cozinhando, cuidando sozinha da casa, a mãe encontrava tempo na madrugada para embrulhar vinte cadernos e distribuí-los nas nossas mochilas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Primeiro, separava os grãos do feijão na bacia. Depois, recortava e embrulhava nossos pertences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Por isso, mais do que simplesmente comprar a lista do material escolar que vem da escola, participe da escolha dos itens com seu filho. Coloque etiqueta junto, espie o conteúdo das obras, incentive o uso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Aproveite esse momento. É como uma festa de aniversário. A criança nunca esquecerá a escolta, a companhia, a folha de guarda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Até hoje minha felicidade tem cheiro de livro novo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Fabrício Carpinejar]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Você sabe quem é Fabrício Carpinejar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2B86Cuhrsg4/TxWldswObuI/AAAAAAAAGQk/3H6UqLKgpcs/s1600/caricatura.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2B86Cuhrsg4/TxWldswObuI/AAAAAAAAGQk/3H6UqLKgpcs/s1600/caricatura.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;É um mestre da literatura brasileira. Poeta, escritor, colunista e jornalista. Com 12 livros publicados; premiado escritor que recebeu em 2003 o prêmio nacional Olavo Bilac pela Academia Brasileira de Letras; colunista do Jornal Zero Hora de Porto Alegre (RS).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ele tem um blog&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://carpinejar.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://carpinejar.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&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/6530036259250507647-8288911076908102908?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/8288911076908102908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=8288911076908102908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8288911076908102908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8288911076908102908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/02/folha-de-guarda.html' title='FOLHA DE GUARDA'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CSoz-cSlht0/Ty6ny9---2I/AAAAAAAAGcA/gQcnaCpDB50/s72-c/Van+Gogh,+o+estudante.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-8602855859865842104</id><published>2012-02-05T00:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T00:00:00.874-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Drummond de Andrade'/><title type='text'>DA FELICIDADE</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 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pDzuGxN05Zo/TxSTtdaWNSI/AAAAAAAAGO8/jeM-zOGi4Nw/s1600/DSC03581.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pDzuGxN05Zo/TxSTtdaWNSI/AAAAAAAAGO8/jeM-zOGi4Nw/s320/DSC03581.JPG" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[meu filho me fotografou]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ser feliz sem motivo é a mais autêntica forma de felicidade."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Carlos Drummond de Andrade]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...e criança sabe o que é isto.&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/6530036259250507647-8602855859865842104?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/8602855859865842104/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=8602855859865842104&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8602855859865842104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8602855859865842104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/02/da-felicidade.html' title='DA FELICIDADE'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pDzuGxN05Zo/TxSTtdaWNSI/AAAAAAAAGO8/jeM-zOGi4Nw/s72-c/DSC03581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-2364752777229879062</id><published>2012-02-04T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T22:29:14.877-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'>DAS DÚVIDAS</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/-HI0yX4P3m4U/Tyx-v1tVkJI/AAAAAAAAGbY/SCisHuPYfYg/s1600/2012trein_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HI0yX4P3m4U/Tyx-v1tVkJI/AAAAAAAAGbY/SCisHuPYfYg/s400/2012trein_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"A dúvida é o atalho para a inteligência. Sem a dúvida, não há mais o que aprender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A dúvida é o lado bom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A desconfiança é o lado mau."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Fabrício Carpinejar fala a Antonio Abujamra, no programa Provocações, da TV Cultura]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Senhor, protegei as nossas dúvidas, porque a Dúvida é uma maneira de rezar. É ela que nos faz crescer, porque nos obriga a olhar sem medo para as muitas respostas de uma mesma pergunta. E para que isto seja possível,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Senhor, protegei as nossas decisões, porque a Decisão é uma maneira de rezar. Dai-nos coragem para, depois da dúvida, sermos capazes de escolher entre um caminho e o outro. Que o nosso SIM seja sempre um SIM, e o nosso NÃO seja sempre um NÃO. Que uma vez escolhido o caminho, jamais olhemos para trás, nem deixemos que nossa alma seja roída pelo remorso. E para que isto seja possível,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Senhor, protegei as nossas ações, porque a Ação é uma maneira de rezar. Fazei com que o pão nosso de cada dia seja fruto do melhor que levamos dentro de nós mesmos. Que possamos, através do trabalho e da Ação, compartilhar um pouco do amor que recebemos. E para que isto seja possível,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Senhor protegei os nossos sonhos, porque o Sonho é uma maneira de rezar. Fazei com que, independente de nossa idade ou de nossa circunstância, sejamos capazes de manter acesa no coração a chama sagrada da esperança e da perseverança. E para que isto seja possível,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Senhor, dai-nos sempre entusiasmo, porque o Entusiasmo é uma maneira de rezar. É ele que nos liga aos Céus e a Terra, aos homens e as crianças, e nos diz que o desejo é importante, e merece o nosso esforço. É ele que nos afirma que tudo é possível, desde que estejamos totalmente comprometidos com o que fizermos. E para que isto seja possível,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Senhor, protegei-nos, porque a Vida é a única maneira que temos para manifestar o Teu milagre. Que a terra continue transformando a semente em trigo, que nós continuemos transmutando o trigo em pão. E isto só é possível se tivermos Amor – portanto, nunca nos deixe em solidão. Dai-nos sempre a tua companhia, e a companhia de homens e mulheres que tem dúvidas, agem, sonham, se entusiasmam, e vivem como se cada dia fosse totalmente dedicado a Tua glória."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Paulo Coelho]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large; text-align: left;"&gt;"Não tente eliminar suas dúvidas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nossa alma se alimenta de mistérios."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Paulo Coelho]&lt;/span&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/6530036259250507647-2364752777229879062?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/2364752777229879062/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=2364752777229879062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2364752777229879062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2364752777229879062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/02/das-duvidas.html' title='DAS DÚVIDAS'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HI0yX4P3m4U/Tyx-v1tVkJI/AAAAAAAAGbY/SCisHuPYfYg/s72-c/2012trein_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-7035168604555262621</id><published>2012-02-03T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T00:00:03.174-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adib Jatene'/><title type='text'>DO FUTURO</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cCnvm48tje0/TydSzD5U1kI/AAAAAAAAGXw/FbYVP5VoM-E/s1600/mafalda_quino2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cCnvm48tje0/TydSzD5U1kI/AAAAAAAAGXw/FbYVP5VoM-E/s400/mafalda_quino2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGK0DTX6HXA/TydS3oEGkDI/AAAAAAAAGX4/lRu3zoUnmuU/s1600/mafalda_quino2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGK0DTX6HXA/TydS3oEGkDI/AAAAAAAAGX4/lRu3zoUnmuU/s400/mafalda_quino2.jpg" width="400" /&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: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O problema maior que enfrentamos nos dias de hoje é saber o tipo de sociedade que queremos, se movida por interesses, ou se movida por valores. Se queremos uma sociedade solidária e fraterna, ou uma sociedade egoísta, do salve-se quem puder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Adib Jatene]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-7035168604555262621?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/7035168604555262621/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=7035168604555262621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7035168604555262621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7035168604555262621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/02/do-futuro.html' title='DO FUTURO'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cCnvm48tje0/TydSzD5U1kI/AAAAAAAAGXw/FbYVP5VoM-E/s72-c/mafalda_quino2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-659012784600996569</id><published>2012-02-02T00:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T13:14:41.343-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lygia Fagundes Telles'/><title type='text'>DA BELEZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aUEf90iQ7to/TxSZXzAXggI/AAAAAAAAGPc/7-Gox6P3lD4/s1600/2910-cor-alex.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aUEf90iQ7to/TxSZXzAXggI/AAAAAAAAGPc/7-Gox6P3lD4/s1600/2910-cor-alex.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A beleza não está na cara; a beleza é uma luz no coração.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Gibran Khalil Gibran]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quem experimenta a beleza está em comunhão com o sagrado.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Rubem Alves]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A beleza não está nem na luz da manhã nem na sombra da noite, está no crepúsculo, nesse meio tom, nessa incerteza.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Lygia Fagundes Telles]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;foto jogador de futebol Alex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=b2f5f79" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-659012784600996569?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/659012784600996569/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=659012784600996569&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/659012784600996569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/659012784600996569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/02/da-beleza.html' title='DA BELEZA'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aUEf90iQ7to/TxSZXzAXggI/AAAAAAAAGPc/7-Gox6P3lD4/s72-c/2910-cor-alex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-2495621372745326150</id><published>2012-02-01T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T00:00:00.656-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><title type='text'>VIVER COMO UM SAMURAI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LcHVD0e-K7U/TxX4f0H_MII/AAAAAAAAGQ0/MQ8opdiuOpU/s1600/samurai1uz9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LcHVD0e-K7U/TxX4f0H_MII/AAAAAAAAGQ0/MQ8opdiuOpU/s1600/samurai1uz9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Código Samurai&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;1) Os quatro G's&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Giri significa "obrigação, dever, justiça" um forte laço que une as pessoas. Gisei exprime "sacrifício" e representa a dedicação ao trabalho, mesmo afastando-se da família, temporariamente. Gaman quer dizer "tolerância, perseverança, resistência", é aguentar o que às vezes pode parecer insuportável. Gambaru exprime "esforço, persistência", a capacidade de se envolver de forma profunda e determinada, manter-se firme e forte.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;2) O Ken (visão) e o Kan (conhecimento)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Através da visão do futuro, clara e significativa, a pessoa pode vislumbrar melhor suas possibilidades, que, junto com o conhecimento do contexto e dos detalhes, ajudam a tomar as decisões mais sábias.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;3) Melhoria contínua (kaizen)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O samurai está sempre treinando e buscando a perfeição para ser um guerreiro melhor hoje do que foi ontem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;4) Desprendimento (Mu)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O desapego tem fortes raízes na cultura Zen budista que influenciou o Bushido. Os interesses do grupo devem prevalecer, não do indivíduo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;5) Caráter&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Outro princípio filosófico que o Bushido importou do Zen foi a idéia de que o trabalho deve ser visto como uma forma de engrandecer o caráter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;6) Atitude mental (Mushin)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O código dos samurais diz: "É difícil derrotar os inimigos; é fácil derrotar a si mesmo". Todo o treinamento se concentrava no autoconhecimento que gerava autoconfiança e a decorrente segurança nas decisões em momentos de crise e dificuldade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;7) Confiança (Amae)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Por natureza, o samurai acredita, em primeira instância, que as pessoas, de uma forma geral, são boas e honestas. O pressuposto básico que permeia todo início de relacionamento é a confiança. Compartilhar refeições, trocar presentes, participar de fases da vida são formas de construir o "amae".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;8) Habilidades escondidas (Ude)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ao contrário da cultura ocidental, na oriental é comum manter-se escondido mostrando um perfil modesto, restrito, contido e reservado, sem vangloriar-se ou exibir-se gratuitamente, deixando para revelar suas mais importantes forças no momento apropriado e de forma estratégica.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;9) Intuição (Haragei)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entre os samurais, esta característica é fundamental aos seus instintos. Haragei significa "pensar com o estômago" e era um dos traços que famosos empresários japoneses como Konosuke Matsushita, Soichiro Honda ou Akio Morita compartilhavam. A observância a detalhes, a visão holística, o conhecimento tácito e a disciplina constante na educação fazem parte deste treinamento.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;10) Harmonia (Enman)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Das artes marciais à cerimônia do chá, da culinária às manifestações artísticas, tudo o que permeia a cultura japonesa contém elementos que se traduzem em equilíbrio, harmonia. Nos negócios, a paciência é uma virtude que se traduz em longas rodadas de negociação e a busca da compreensão da posição do outro ajuda a encontrar soluções.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=7e676c9" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-2495621372745326150?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/2495621372745326150/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=2495621372745326150&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2495621372745326150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2495621372745326150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/02/viver-como-um-samurai.html' title='VIVER COMO UM SAMURAI'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LcHVD0e-K7U/TxX4f0H_MII/AAAAAAAAGQ0/MQ8opdiuOpU/s72-c/samurai1uz9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-7874792681860709550</id><published>2012-01-31T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T00:11:42.440-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GRAACC'/><title type='text'>GRAACC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R6yomzdOOx8/TyawuHPtHtI/AAAAAAAAGWk/aeK8-E00dW8/s1600/graac.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="126" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R6yomzdOOx8/TyawuHPtHtI/AAAAAAAAGWk/aeK8-E00dW8/s200/graac.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[&lt;a href="https://www.graacc.org.br/"&gt;https://www.graacc.org.br/&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;O GRAACC&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vXgh98Shzck/Tya3qir4UII/AAAAAAAAGXE/Vpnou21VibM/s1600/1424_graacc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vXgh98Shzck/Tya3qir4UII/AAAAAAAAGXE/Vpnou21VibM/s1600/1424_graacc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;[Rua Botucatu, 743 - Vila Clementino - SP - CEP 04023-062 - Telefone: (11) 5080-8400]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O GRAACC - Grupo de Apoio ao Adolescente e à Criança com Câncer - é uma instituição sem fins lucrativos, criada para garantir a crianças e adolescentes com câncer o direito de alcançar todas as chances de cura com qualidade de vida, dentro do mais avançado padrão científico. O hospital do GRAACC realiza mensalmente cerca de 2.500 atendimentos, entre sessões de quimioterapia, consultas, procedimentos ambulatoriais, cirurgias, transplantes de medula óssea e outros. Além de diagnosticar e tratar o câncer infantil, o GRAACC atua no desenvolvimento do ensino e pesquisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O GRAACC nasceu em 1991, graças à iniciativa do Dr. Sérgio Petrilli, chefe do setor de Oncologia do Departamento de Pediatria da Escola Paulista de Medicina, o engenheiro voluntário Jacinto Antonio Guidolin e Sra. Léa Della Casa Mingione, voluntária do Hospital do Câncer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O primeiro passo foi transferir o Setor de Oncologia Pediátrica do Hospital São Paulo para uma casa, que ficou conhecida como a "casinha". Os pequenos pacientes eram atendidos nesse local, dentro do conceito de hospital-dia, onde recebiam atendimento médico e assistencial e voltavam para as suas casas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdJrhZXpXxM/Tya0D8yn2hI/AAAAAAAAGWs/-sQzkIX5Rjs/s1600/hello-dvd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdJrhZXpXxM/Tya0D8yn2hI/AAAAAAAAGWs/-sQzkIX5Rjs/s1600/hello-dvd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Fundamentado na parceria universidade/empresa/comunidade, o GRAACC despertou em empresas e instituições de larga visão social a confiança e o interesse em participar da construção do Instituto de Oncologia Pediátrica - IOP/GRAACC/UNIFESP, o hospital do GRAACC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k_hYVgC2sGk/Tya3pBmtJSI/AAAAAAAAGW8/8CNDulnqRgA/s1600/img-graacc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k_hYVgC2sGk/Tya3pBmtJSI/AAAAAAAAGW8/8CNDulnqRgA/s1600/img-graacc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Em maio de 1998, esse sonho se torna realidade. É construído um moderno hospital de nove andares e dois subsolos, em 4.200 m², especializado no atendimento de crianças e adolescentes com câncer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h_EOv7KVsRI/Tya3yMk589I/AAAAAAAAGXM/I-XgE1tXT3s/s1600/pinturas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h_EOv7KVsRI/Tya3yMk589I/AAAAAAAAGXM/I-XgE1tXT3s/s1600/pinturas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[arte realizada pelas crianças]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O hospital é gerenciado e administrado pelo GRAACC e a assistência médica, o ensino e a pesquisa são conduzidos em convênio com a Universidade Federal de São Paulo (UNIFESP/EPM).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Anualmente, o GRAACC é auditado pela PricewaterhouseCoopers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Desde 2008, o voluntariado do GRAACC é certificado com o ISO 9001.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://semaxbrasil.com.br/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/GRAAC-copy-507x1024.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[Dia das crianças/2011. Ator Reinaldo Gianecchini e Semax]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...toda vez que caminho ali em frente, fico triste e feliz ao mesmo tempo, e peço à Deus na sua infinita bondade, que ampare o coração dos pais e acompanhantes destas crianças e dê à elas muita força e alegria para que superem este momento difícil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Gislene]&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/6530036259250507647-7874792681860709550?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/7874792681860709550/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=7874792681860709550&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7874792681860709550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7874792681860709550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/graacc.html' title='GRAACC'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R6yomzdOOx8/TyawuHPtHtI/AAAAAAAAGWk/aeK8-E00dW8/s72-c/graac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-7297693791493669746</id><published>2012-01-30T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T00:00:00.617-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mafalda/Quino'/><title type='text'>REALIDADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Fnm7revm_Q/TxguxfXaEwI/AAAAAAAAGTI/3O6Vym7vJTE/s1600/mafalda1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Fnm7revm_Q/TxguxfXaEwI/AAAAAAAAGTI/3O6Vym7vJTE/s1600/mafalda1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Somos feitos de sonhos, a realidade é só um susto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Renata Fagundes]&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/6530036259250507647-7297693791493669746?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/7297693791493669746/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=7297693791493669746&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7297693791493669746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7297693791493669746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/realidade.html' title='REALIDADE'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Fnm7revm_Q/TxguxfXaEwI/AAAAAAAAGTI/3O6Vym7vJTE/s72-c/mafalda1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-17748847280889390</id><published>2012-01-29T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T00:00:03.262-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manuel Bandeira'/><title type='text'>DO OTIMISMO</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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-2Ba-JTOlE/TxWcPS9G-zI/AAAAAAAAGQU/1nzqjcP31nQ/s1600/tumblr_lihql4jT8P1qi9zdso1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-2Ba-JTOlE/TxWcPS9G-zI/AAAAAAAAGQU/1nzqjcP31nQ/s1600/tumblr_lihql4jT8P1qi9zdso1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não aprofundes o teu tédio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não te entregues à mágoa vã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O próprio tempo é o bom remédio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;bebe a delícia da manhã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Manuel Bandeira]&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/6530036259250507647-17748847280889390?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/17748847280889390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=17748847280889390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/17748847280889390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/17748847280889390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-otimismo.html' title='DO OTIMISMO'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-2Ba-JTOlE/TxWcPS9G-zI/AAAAAAAAGQU/1nzqjcP31nQ/s72-c/tumblr_lihql4jT8P1qi9zdso1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-4098829927461391404</id><published>2012-01-28T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T00:51:58.490-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Osho'/><title type='text'>CORAGEM SEMPRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-knhnIEnp1JU/TxTCtEtEZ8I/AAAAAAAAGPs/GZp5nvu3qsI/s1600/253797_190397937679350_187687457950398_541078_8302042_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-knhnIEnp1JU/TxTCtEtEZ8I/AAAAAAAAGPs/GZp5nvu3qsI/s1600/253797_190397937679350_187687457950398_541078_8302042_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Diz-se que, mesmo antes de um rio cair no oceano, ele treme de medo.&amp;nbsp;Olha para trás, para toda a jornada: os cumes, as montanhas, o longo caminho sinuoso através das florestas, através dos povoados, e vê a sua frente um oceano tão vasto que entrar nele nada mais é do que desaparecer para sempre.Mas não há outra maneira. O rio não pode voltar. Ninguém pode voltar. Voltar é impossível na existência. Você pode apenas ir em frente.O rio precisa se arriscar e entrar no oceano. E somente quando ele entra no oceano é que o medo desaparece, porque apenas então o rio saberá que não se trata de desaparecer no oceano. Mas tornar-se oceano.Por um lado é desaparecimento e por outro lado é renascimento. Assim somos nós. Só podemos ir em frente e arriscar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Osho]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Fazer quando não temos nada a perder é oportunismo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Fazer quando temos tudo a perder é coragem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Fabrício Carpinejar]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=b446ee7" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-4098829927461391404?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/4098829927461391404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=4098829927461391404&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4098829927461391404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4098829927461391404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/coragem-sempre.html' title='CORAGEM SEMPRE'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-knhnIEnp1JU/TxTCtEtEZ8I/AAAAAAAAGPs/GZp5nvu3qsI/s72-c/253797_190397937679350_187687457950398_541078_8302042_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-6103312316517870622</id><published>2012-01-27T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T00:03:10.305-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernando Pessoa'/><title type='text'>DA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1979741532"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1979741533"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/-pog2npDayqE/TyIFhFVxeHI/AAAAAAAAGVw/pCvZNcV_ZZo/s1600/tumblr_lnmm5vzzoc1qe7fr2o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="309" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pog2npDayqE/TyIFhFVxeHI/AAAAAAAAGVw/pCvZNcV_ZZo/s320/tumblr_lnmm5vzzoc1qe7fr2o1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"É melhor que não digas nada: sê!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Fernando Pessoa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-6103312316517870622?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/6103312316517870622/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=6103312316517870622&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/6103312316517870622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/6103312316517870622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/da-vida_27.html' title='DA VIDA'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pog2npDayqE/TyIFhFVxeHI/AAAAAAAAGVw/pCvZNcV_ZZo/s72-c/tumblr_lnmm5vzzoc1qe7fr2o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-6793842720027774619</id><published>2012-01-26T00:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T01:04:01.678-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><title type='text'>INTRANSFERÍVEL</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ccSOcDv-hs8/TxbjZ-1VHTI/AAAAAAAAGSU/LfEhbKrxp1w/s1600/tumblr_lj6p34Aeiu1qz4d4bo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ccSOcDv-hs8/TxbjZ-1VHTI/AAAAAAAAGSU/LfEhbKrxp1w/s400/tumblr_lj6p34Aeiu1qz4d4bo1_500_large.jpg" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é os brinquedos que brincou, as gírias que usava, você é os nervos a flor da pele no vestibular, os segredos que guardou, você é sua praia preferida, Garopaba, Maresias, Ipanema, você é o renascido depois do acidente que escapou, aquele amor atordoado que viveu, a conversa séria que teve um dia com seu pai, você é o que você lembra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é a saudade que sente da sua mãe, o sonho desfeito quase no altar, a infância que você recorda, a dor de não ter dado certo, de não ter falado na hora, você é aquilo que foi amputado no passado, a emoção de um trecho de livro, a cena de rua que lhe arrancou lágrimas, você é o que você chora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é o abraço inesperado, a força dada para o amigo que precisa, você é o pelo do braço que eriça, a sensibilidade que grita, o carinho que permuta, você é as palavras ditas para ajudar, os gritos destrancados da garganta, os pedaços que junta, você é o orgasmo, a gargalhada, o beijo, você é o que você desnuda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é a raiva de não ter alcançado, a impotência de não conseguir mudar, você é o desprezo pelo o que os outros mentem, o desapontamento com o governo, o ódio que tudo isso dá, você é aquele que rema, que cansado não desiste, você é a indignação com o lixo jogado do carro, a ardência da revolta, você é o que você queima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é aquilo que reinvidica, o que consegue gerar através da sua verdade e da sua luta, você é os direitos que tem, os deveres que se obriga, você é a estrada por onde corre atrás, serpenteia, atalha, busca, você é o que você pleiteia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Você não é só o que come e o que veste. Você é o que você requer, recruta, rabisca, traga, goza e lê. Você é o que ninguém vê.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Martha Medeiros]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...a "história de vida" de cada um. Intransferível e invisível à olho nu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Gislene]&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/6530036259250507647-6793842720027774619?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/6793842720027774619/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=6793842720027774619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/6793842720027774619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/6793842720027774619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/intransferivel.html' title='INTRANSFERÍVEL'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ccSOcDv-hs8/TxbjZ-1VHTI/AAAAAAAAGSU/LfEhbKrxp1w/s72-c/tumblr_lj6p34Aeiu1qz4d4bo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-4611805455154911918</id><published>2012-01-25T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T21:44:24.617-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lar Frei Luiz/RJ'/><title type='text'>UM LUGAR QUE VOU VISITAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Intervenção do mundo dos mortos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O Lar Frei Luiz, no Rio de Janeiro, já curou pessoas como Milton Nascimento e Elba Ramalho.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_SpU4r7SEus/Tx7eZXtBSEI/AAAAAAAAGVE/OKayghpdrXc/s1600/0248095482.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_SpU4r7SEus/Tx7eZXtBSEI/AAAAAAAAGVE/OKayghpdrXc/s320/0248095482.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[Médico alemão Frederick Von Stein materializado]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A sala escura é iluminada apenas por lâmpadas azuis. Dentro dela há uma cabine, onde um corpo começa a se materializar a partir de uma fumaça. Para quem já tocou, sua consistência se parece com a do algodão. Já surgiram dali entidades como Mahatma Gandhi e São Francisco de Assis, mas o espírito mais assíduo é o do médico alemão Frederick von Stein, nazista que volta para limpar seu karma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A materialização é uma das características que diferencia o Lar de Frei Luiz dos outros centros espíritas. Uma das principais entidades que ilumina o Lar - um dos maiores do País, localizado em Jacarepaguá, no Rio, é justamente a do Doutor Frederick. Ele já protagonizou a cura de artistas como Milton Nascimento e Elba Ramalho, operada há alguns meses pelo espírito. Depois da cirurgia, a cantora garante que as pontadas que sentia no fígado desapareceram. "Ele abriu minha barriga inteira com o dedo. Jorrava sangue e não senti dor", relata, aliviada, sem saber explicar direito o que aconteceu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Milton teve recuperação rápida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sbgdbtcgp4w/Tx7diYieiYI/AAAAAAAAGUk/6cLv1tO3Ucc/s1600/milton-nascimento-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sbgdbtcgp4w/Tx7diYieiYI/AAAAAAAAGUk/6cLv1tO3Ucc/s320/milton-nascimento-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Com Milton, os resultados foram definitivos. Quando a diabetes o deixou magérrimo, em fins de 1996, as más línguas espalharam que era Aids. Ele recorreu ao Frei Luiz por intermédio de uma amiga, Beth Dourado."Minha recuperação foi tão rápida que meus médicos ficaram espantados", relatou. A lembrança mais intensa foi a da materialização. "Foi muito forte e bonita. Só pode mesmo ser coisa de Deus", atribui o cantor. As definições existem, mas é claro que, para acreditar, só vendo ou tendo muita fé. Curiosamente, o centro não é comandado por nenhum artista ou pessoa que tem no misticismo sua atividade principal, mas por um médico, que pela ordem natural das coisas deveria ser refém do materialismo e avesso a soluções do além. A preocupação inicial do presidente do Lar, o cirurgião geral mineiro Ronaldo Gazolla, 65 anos, em seu terceiro mandato como secretário municipal de Saúde do Rio, é desmistificar: "A materialização é uma prova às pessoas de que existe algo além da vida comum, e não uma exibição de circo de cavalinhos", afirma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;As cirurgias ocorrem no escuro supostamente para evitar a queima do ectoplasma, matéria-prima das materializações e operações espirituais. Trata-se de uma substância que vem do citoplasma celular, parte da célula de qualquer ser humano. Sai pelo poros e cavidades do corpo e também da natureza. Sua condensação é que vai dar a forma humana ao espírito. "Hoje a ciência não explica, mas no futuro explicará", profetiza Gazolla. De alguma forma, mesmo os médicos céticos podem explicar os resultados das intervenções do mundo dos mortos. A diferença entre um doente esperançoso e o que já se entregou é total, segundo Luiz Maltoni, 41 anos, cirurgião de abdômen e diretor do Hospital de Oncologia do INCA (Instituto Nacional do Câncer). "Aquele que sente coragem de enfrentar a doença, por qualquer motivo, acelera a produção de hormônios que atuam no sistema imunológico e responde melhor a qualquer agressão", afirma. O presidente do INCA, Jacob Kligerman, 59, concorda com a tese, mas adverte: "Está comprovado que a fé melhora, mas não cura."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Embora o objetivo original do Lar de Frei Luiz tenha sido o de assistir a 200 crianças e 50 velhinhos, a fama vem mesmo das operações espirituais. Muitas estão relatadas no livro Médicos do Espaço - Luiz da Rocha Lima e o Lar de Frei Luiz (Editora Mauad), que acaba de ser lançado pelo jornalista carioca Roni Lima, 42. Ex-cético de carteirinha, Roni começou a freqüentar o Frei Luiz em 1994. O livro é uma radiografia da instituição. Depois do mergulho espiritual, sua cabeça mudou. "Recebi provas de que existe vida após a morte", festeja. O jornalista também passou a engrossar o quadro de 800 médiuns do Frei Luiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wmrn1H_cUzY/Tx7hDgJmmZI/AAAAAAAAGVM/tjXSR1NmUP0/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wmrn1H_cUzY/Tx7hDgJmmZI/AAAAAAAAGVM/tjXSR1NmUP0/s1600/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O Lar de Frei Luiz tem 12 salas para tratamentos e duas para cirurgias onde atuam 1.800 médiuns — somados a 200 pessoas que trabalham no bazar, livraria e creche, são 2 mil voluntários. Casos graves, como câncer, são encaminhados à sala 1. Lá, o médium Gilberto Arruda atende pacientes pelas mãos do espírito do médico alemão Frederich Von Stein. O médium incorporado toca a área afetada do corpo do paciente. Há relatos de que, às vezes, ocorre sangramento e o tumor é expelido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A designer Elizabeth Figueiredo Araújo, 49, conviveu com a cegueira em uma vista desde os 15 anos. Em 2010, perdeu a segunda. "O médico disse que só voltaria a enxergar com transplante de córnea", conta. Contrariando a ciência, Beth recuperou a visão no Natal, após cirurgia com Dr. Frederick. "Eu era descrente. Fui trazida por um amigo. Pensei: mal não vai fazer. "Paguei para ver" e acabei vendo", emociona-se. Hoje ela é voluntária no brechó de móveis doados ao Lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Depois de quase morrer durante cirurgia, Reginaldo &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Faria vira devoto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FJs2mnR-rrw/Tx7hdc-i_SI/AAAAAAAAGVU/0qiZdm355is/s1600/REGINALDO-FARIA-001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FJs2mnR-rrw/Tx7hdc-i_SI/AAAAAAAAGVU/0qiZdm355is/s320/REGINALDO-FARIA-001.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Artistas que viram a morte de perto se agarraram à fé para se manterem vivos. Católico, o ator Reginaldo Faria sofreu, há alguns anos, uma parada cardíaca após uma cirurgia para desobstruir uma das veias do coração. "Fui fazer um cateterismo e houve um erro médico: romperam minha coronária. Apaguei e entrei em coma. Fui parar no CTI e fiquei respirando com a ajuda de aparelhos", recorda ele.O médico usou medicamentos e nada surtia efeito. "Neste momento, ele chamou o Regis e o Marcelo, meus dois filhos, e disse para colocarem a imagem de São Jorge na minha traqueia. O sangue passou e eu sobrevivi. Os médicos achavam que, se escapasse da morte, teria sequelas gravíssimas", lembra o ator, que depois do episódio se tornou devoto fervoroso de São Jorge. "Aprendi a orar. É muito bom, seja em que situação for."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Prece de encerramento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-EX09nCI6w/Tx7d0Uup24I/AAAAAAAAGU0/-fGQWjGwWlE/s1600/ALAMEDAS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-EX09nCI6w/Tx7d0Uup24I/AAAAAAAAGU0/-fGQWjGwWlE/s1600/ALAMEDAS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O centro é aberto à visitação todas as quartas-feiras e em domingos alternados. Quem chega ao local pensando encontrar um gueto de místicos, a surpresa é enorme. Nos últimos dez anos, o número de visitas cresceu de 800 para três mil pessoas por dia. É quase uma cidade. Todos passam por uma triagem, às terças e sextas-feiras. Por menos que os visitantes recebam alguma deferência, o maestro Tom Jobim se emocionou quando ouviu tocar Sabiá, de sua autoria, na sala onde se submeteu à sua primeira operação espiritual. No fim do tratamento, os médiuns disseram que ele estava curado. Só que o autor de Garota de Ipanema marcara uma cirurgia para extirpar um tumor de bexiga em Nova York. Na véspera de viajar, ficou até de madrugada conversando com Gazolla. "Se fosse você, se operaria?", perguntou. "Não", respondeu o médico, mas Tom e a mulher, Ana Jobim, decidiram seguir para os Estados Unidos. "Estávamos com a medicina convencional; achamos que mal não ia fazer", diz Ana. O resto da história todo mundo conhece: o coração do maestro não resistiu à cirurgia e sua vida acabou em 8 de dezembro de 1994, aos 67 anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;No Frei Luiz os pacientes de casos graves como Tom ou quem vem de outros estados podem passar a fila, dependendo da intuição do médium. O interessado não desembolsa um tostão. A não ser que compre algo na cantina ou na livraria, recursos que engrossam o orçamento mensal de R$ 120 mil, obtido sobretudo de doações voluntárias. São oito salas de cura, uma para operações espirituais e as demais de passes e para afastar energias negativas. Um alto falante alterna música clássica com mensagens espirituais, em ambiente arborizado de 92 mil metros quadrados, com várias unidades isoladas. O uso de roupas brancas dá ao lugar uma aparência celestial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O mais estranho é que alguém que foi um materialista convicto até os 32 anos, como Gazolla, tenha se convencido ao ponto de recomendar a Tom que não se operasse. A vida de Gazzola mudou quando foi a uma seção espírita e ouviu do médium detalhes de sua vida íntima. "Foi uma prova", acredita. Daí em diante, não parou de estudar a doutrina espírita. Gazolla, que é médium intuitivo, sucedeu o médico Luiz Augusto Queiroz, que assumiu o lugar do fundador do Lar de Frei Luiz, o químico Luiz Rocha Lima (1901-1995). O embrião do centro espírita surgiu na casa de Rocha Lima, em 1947, quando ele recebeu uma mensagem de Frei Luiz. O frei alemão nasceu na antiga Prússia em 1872 e morreu em 1937 em Petrópolis, região serrana do Estado do Rio, onde era radicado. A missão de Rocha Lima foi ajudar crianças carentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85nnjbgpFic/Tx7j-a-tetI/AAAAAAAAGVc/ewtBlHctc60/s1600/2406218_300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-85nnjbgpFic/Tx7j-a-tetI/AAAAAAAAGVc/ewtBlHctc60/s200/2406218_300.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[Frei Luiz e a mini-cidade do amor]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Vereza é diretor do centro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i93DsT1Qrxc/Tx7d2Cj2NhI/AAAAAAAAGU8/VUpey_FMG_I/s1600/Carlos+Vereza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i93DsT1Qrxc/Tx7d2Cj2NhI/AAAAAAAAGU8/VUpey_FMG_I/s1600/Carlos+Vereza.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Foi essa assistência que atraiu o ator Carlos Vereza ao quadro de voluntários do Frei Luiz. Vereza chegou ao centro espírita em 1990, tão deprimido que usava muletas. Tudo começou quando gravava a minissérie Delegacia de Mulheres, na Globo, e seu ouvido e labirinto foram traumatizados por um tiro mal simulado. Sem conseguir mais trabalhar, o ator percorreu inúmeras clínicas especializadas. Quando chegou ao centro espírita, se submeteu a um tratamento intensivo. Hoje, totalmente curado, é diretor de eventos do centro. Vereza observa que ainda há quem confunda espiritismo com macumba. "Só que a doutrina se baseia em filosofia, ciência e religião", compara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Essa mistura de ciência e filosofia será a linha de funcionamento do futuro Hospital Holístico, que deve ser inaugurado em dois anos. A idéia é criar um hospital gratuito de medicina tradicional, com 60 leitos, onde o atendimento vai se mesclar à medicina espiritual. Durante uma operação, os médiuns estarão a postos para ajudar no sucesso da intervenção física. A quem se perguntar por que uns saem curados e outros não, Gazolla esclarece: "Só depende do merecimento e do karma de cada um. O espírito apenas ajuda a pessoa a encontrar o Cristo interno que existe em cada um de nós."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[fonte:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.istoe.com.br/reportagens/37206_INTERVENCAO+DO+MUNDO+DOS+MORTOS"&gt;Revista ISTO É&lt;/a&gt;;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://integracaobrasil.blogspot.com/2011/09/cura-espiritual-atrai-artistas-e-legiao.html"&gt;Jornal Integração Brasil&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-4611805455154911918?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/4611805455154911918/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=4611805455154911918&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4611805455154911918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4611805455154911918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/um-lugar-que-vou-visitar.html' title='UM LUGAR QUE VOU VISITAR'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_SpU4r7SEus/Tx7eZXtBSEI/AAAAAAAAGVE/OKayghpdrXc/s72-c/0248095482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-2903553114248637644</id><published>2012-01-24T00:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T00:00:00.464-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><title type='text'>A FELICIDADE É ESPIRITUAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CgMfRe7r1gI/TcnfPC3vqFI/AAAAAAAAEiM/Y0d1wYTl-Ow/s1600/heart_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CgMfRe7r1gI/TcnfPC3vqFI/AAAAAAAAEiM/Y0d1wYTl-Ow/s1600/heart_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não pense em felicidade material.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Você é um ser espiritual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Como então ter felicidade material?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A "felicidade" do dinheiro, do luxo, é ilusória.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ela se esvai, deixando tédio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A das boas obras, dos bons pensamentos, permanece para sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O amor é a base dessa felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Seja alegre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Tenha pensamentos positivos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Busque um ideal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Dê boas sugestões aos outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A sua felicidade cresce a cada dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;É sabedoria usar das possibilidades materiais para alcançar a felicidade espiritual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pensamentoslucena.com/"&gt;http://www.pensamentoslucena.com&lt;/a&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/6530036259250507647-2903553114248637644?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='A FELICIDADE É ESPIRITUAL'/><link rel='enclosure' type='afelicidadeeespiritual' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/2903553114248637644/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=2903553114248637644&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2903553114248637644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2903553114248637644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/felicidade-e-espiritual.html' title='A FELICIDADE É ESPIRITUAL'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CgMfRe7r1gI/TcnfPC3vqFI/AAAAAAAAEiM/Y0d1wYTl-Ow/s72-c/heart_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-543412879715980173</id><published>2012-01-23T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T00:00:01.355-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Osho'/><title type='text'>DOS ERROS</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 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/-s2yyY6FW1sk/TxWcs4p0JWI/AAAAAAAAGQc/uSXBmtWVFaA/s1600/dream_tracks_train-5fe7e01a74e8717644ad6f11010a27bf_h_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2yyY6FW1sk/TxWcs4p0JWI/AAAAAAAAGQc/uSXBmtWVFaA/s400/dream_tracks_train-5fe7e01a74e8717644ad6f11010a27bf_h_large.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Temer erros é temer a vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Osho]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Reaprendi a construir caminhos sem me preocupar com a chegada, apenas com cada passo da caminhada.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Renata Fagundes]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=2b392e5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&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/6530036259250507647-543412879715980173?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/543412879715980173/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=543412879715980173&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/543412879715980173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/543412879715980173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/dos-erros.html' title='DOS ERROS'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2yyY6FW1sk/TxWcs4p0JWI/AAAAAAAAGQc/uSXBmtWVFaA/s72-c/dream_tracks_train-5fe7e01a74e8717644ad6f11010a27bf_h_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-4686257158255669399</id><published>2012-01-22T00:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T00:00:03.056-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adélia Prado'/><title type='text'>DO AMOR</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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6MEX8GLVeBY/Txn3gQ6lQII/AAAAAAAAGUM/kY-ABUqu4lg/s1600/ISABELLA%252C+FABIO+E+GISLENE+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="357" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6MEX8GLVeBY/Txn3gQ6lQII/AAAAAAAAGUM/kY-ABUqu4lg/s400/ISABELLA%252C+FABIO+E+GISLENE+%25281%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[arquivo pessoal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"A experiência amorosa exige sacrifício. Não se ama para ser recompensado. O amor é sua própria recompensa. (...) É a experiência humana mais exigente; não é contrato, troca de favores, investimento, é entrega e compromisso. Do "sacrifício" de amar nasce a mais perfeita alegria. Ninguém faz cara feia quando se sacrifica por amor. Não se trata de anulação, subserviência de quem ama, trata-se da morte do ego, tarefa a ser feita até o último suspiro."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Adélia Prado]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=2b4335f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-4686257158255669399?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/4686257158255669399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=4686257158255669399&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4686257158255669399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4686257158255669399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-amor.html' title='DO AMOR'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6MEX8GLVeBY/Txn3gQ6lQII/AAAAAAAAGUM/kY-ABUqu4lg/s72-c/ISABELLA%252C+FABIO+E+GISLENE+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-3943190249410296964</id><published>2012-01-21T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T00:34:40.803-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tati Bernardi'/><title type='text'>DE DENTRO, PRA FORA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-60Y0k--47KU/TxROkwuaCSI/AAAAAAAAGOc/bg0lrj3Adtc/s1600/Frases+e+cita%25C3%25A7%25C3%25B5es+-+Ana+J%25C3%25A1como+XLV.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-60Y0k--47KU/TxROkwuaCSI/AAAAAAAAGOc/bg0lrj3Adtc/s320/Frases+e+cita%25C3%25A7%25C3%25B5es+-+Ana+J%25C3%25A1como+XLV.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sou pessoa de dentro pra fora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Minha beleza está na minha essência e no meu caráter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Acredito em sonhos, não em utopia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas quando sonho, sonho alto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Estou aqui é pra viver, cair, aprender, levantar e seguir em frente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sou isso hoje... Amanhã, já me reinventei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Reinvento-me sempre que a vida pede um pouco mais de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Tati Bernardi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #516064; font-family: HelveticaNeue-Light, 'Helvetica Neue Light', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium; font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: HelveticaNeue-Light, 'Helvetica Neue Light', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: 300;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/6530036259250507647-3943190249410296964?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='DE DENTRO, PRA FORA'/><link rel='enclosure' type='dedentroprafora' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/3943190249410296964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=3943190249410296964&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/3943190249410296964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/3943190249410296964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/de-dentro-pra-fora.html' title='DE DENTRO, PRA FORA'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-60Y0k--47KU/TxROkwuaCSI/AAAAAAAAGOc/bg0lrj3Adtc/s72-c/Frases+e+cita%25C3%25A7%25C3%25B5es+-+Ana+J%25C3%25A1como+XLV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-7589686473857355796</id><published>2012-01-20T00:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T00:28:25.612-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabrício Carpinejar'/><title type='text'>DA VIDA</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 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 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/-AFvkrOGvGhQ/TxYHl9Myd7I/AAAAAAAAGQ8/NE_yosYY5Fs/s1600/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia+Dez+2010+582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AFvkrOGvGhQ/TxYHl9Myd7I/AAAAAAAAGQ8/NE_yosYY5Fs/s640/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia+Dez+2010+582.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[arquivo pessoal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Este é um pequeno jardim de rua, fica em Abadiânia, Goiás/Brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E a borboleta ali pousou.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Viver é a arte de persistir com delicadeza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Fabrício Carpinejar]&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/6530036259250507647-7589686473857355796?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/7589686473857355796/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=7589686473857355796&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7589686473857355796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7589686473857355796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/da-vida_20.html' title='DA VIDA'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AFvkrOGvGhQ/TxYHl9Myd7I/AAAAAAAAGQ8/NE_yosYY5Fs/s72-c/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia+Dez+2010+582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-1845266168978072091</id><published>2012-01-19T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:58:39.492-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buda'/><title type='text'>A VERDADEIRA IMAGEM DO SER HUMANO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;No Budismo, podemos encontrar as Sutras. São parábolas que retratam a vida cotidiana, a busca do entendimento e aceitação para o sofrimento, o aperfeiçoamento moral e a tão almejada felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JkO-7Oq0SkE/TxRGZCHekEI/AAAAAAAAGOU/Yebr4UzZTik/s1600/Par%25C3%25A1bola+do+viajante+budista.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JkO-7Oq0SkE/TxRGZCHekEI/AAAAAAAAGOU/Yebr4UzZTik/s640/Par%25C3%25A1bola+do+viajante+budista.bmp" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[arquivo pessoal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Certa vez, Buda contou a parábola do homem viajante:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um homem viajando em um campo encontrou um tigre. Ele correu, com o tigre em seu encalço. Diante de uma encruzilhada tomou a direção do caminho que ditou seu coração. Aproximando-se de um precipício, tomou as raízes expostas de uma vinha selvagem em suas mãos e pendurou-se precipitadamente abaixo, na beira do abismo. O tigre o farejava acima. Tremendo, o homem olhou para baixo e viu, no fundo do precipício, dragões a esperá-lo. Apenas a vinha o sustinha.Mas ao olhar para a planta, viu dois ratos, um negro e outro branco, roendo aos poucos sua raiz. Neste momento seus olhos perceberam uma bela colméia vicejando perto. Segurando a vinha com uma mão, ele pegou o mel que escorria dos favos com a outra e o comeu."Que delícia!", ele disse.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Problemas - temos de enfrentá-los a todo momento, aqui simbolizados pelo tigre e dragões. Porém sempre há uma saída: a vinha. No entanto, os problemas voltam não importando o dia e a noite simbolizados pelo rato branco e negro. E apesar de tanto sofrer, vem a alegria simbolizada pelo mel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E assim é a nossa vida. Feita de escolhas, encontros e desencontros. Alegrias e tristezas vamos vivenciar. O mais importante é tentar entender o "porque" de tudo o que nos acontece, para podermos alcançar a paz e a felicidade no futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Minha irmã me contou esta história numa conversa e achei tão bonita que decidi compartilhar com vocês.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Gislene]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/6530036259250507647-1845266168978072091?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/1845266168978072091/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=1845266168978072091&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/1845266168978072091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/1845266168978072091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/verdadeira-imagem-do-ser-humano.html' title='A VERDADEIRA IMAGEM DO SER HUMANO'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JkO-7Oq0SkE/TxRGZCHekEI/AAAAAAAAGOU/Yebr4UzZTik/s72-c/Par%25C3%25A1bola+do+viajante+budista.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-8869157651760786085</id><published>2012-01-18T00:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T00:05:00.465-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santo Agostinho'/><title type='text'>DOS VALORES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4PocNYs_xc/TvDwrlyJPyI/AAAAAAAAF1w/er_W15A8Bmo/s1600/tumblr_lj558ivEiC1qh17cqo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4PocNYs_xc/TvDwrlyJPyI/AAAAAAAAF1w/er_W15A8Bmo/s400/tumblr_lj558ivEiC1qh17cqo1_500_large.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;As pessoas viajam para admirar a altura das montanhas, as imensas ondas dos mares, o longo percurso dos rios, o vasto domínio do oceano, o movimento circular das estrelas, e no entanto elas passam por si mesmas sem se admirarem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Santo Agostinho]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=6ef905c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-8869157651760786085?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/8869157651760786085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=8869157651760786085&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8869157651760786085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8869157651760786085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/dos-valores.html' title='DOS VALORES'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4PocNYs_xc/TvDwrlyJPyI/AAAAAAAAF1w/er_W15A8Bmo/s72-c/tumblr_lj558ivEiC1qh17cqo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-8881147550046326980</id><published>2012-01-17T00:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T00:00:01.321-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><title type='text'>A ALEGRIA NA TRISTEZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHtKWYK0lb0/TxBjMYixPgI/AAAAAAAAGNc/0PobFfkor_0/s1600/Never_forget_by_TOYGUNS_00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHtKWYK0lb0/TxBjMYixPgI/AAAAAAAAGNc/0PobFfkor_0/s400/Never_forget_by_TOYGUNS_00.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O título desse texto na verdade não é meu, e sim de um poema do uruguaio Mario Benedetti. No original, chama-se "Alegría de la tristeza" e está no livro "La vida ese paréntesis" que, até onde sei, permanece inédito no Brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O poema diz que a gente pode entristecer-se por vários motivos ou por nenhum motivo aparente, a tristeza pode ser por nós mesmos ou pelas dores do mundo, pode advir de uma palavra ou de um gesto, mas que ela sempre aparece e devemos nos aprontar para recebê-la, porque existe uma alegria inesperada na tristeza, que vem do fato de ainda conseguirmos senti-la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pode parecer confuso mas é um alento. Olhe para o lado: estamos vivendo numa era em que pessoas matam em briga de trânsito, matam por um boné, matam para se divertir. Além disso, as pessoas estão sem dinheiro. Quem tem emprego, segura. Quem não tem, procura. Os que possuem um amor desconfiam até da própria sombra, já que há muita oferta de sexo no mercado. E a gente corre pra caramba, é escravo do relógio, não consegue mais ficar deitado numa rede, lendo um livro, ouvindo música. Há tanta coisa pra fazer que resta pouco tempo pra sentir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Por isso, qualquer sentimento é bem-vindo, mesmo que não seja uma euforia, um gozo, um entusiasmo, mesmo que seja uma melancolia. Sentir é um verbo que se conjuga para dentro, ao contrário do fazer, que é conjugado pra fora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sentir alimenta, sentir ensina, sentir aquieta. Fazer é muito barulhento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sentir é um retiro, fazer é uma festa. O sentir não pode ser escutado, apenas auscultado. Sentir e fazer, ambos são necessários, mas só o fazer rende grana, contatos, diplomas, convites, aquisições. Até parece que sentir não serve para subir na vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Uma pessoa triste é evitada. Não cabe no mundo da propaganda dos cremes dentais, dos pagodes, dos carnavais. Tristeza parece praga, lepra, doença contagiosa, um estacionamento proibido. Ok, tristeza não faz realmente bem pra saúde, mas a introspecção é um recuo providencial, pois é quando silenciamos que melhor conversamos com nossos botões. E dessa conversa sai luz, lições, sinais, e a tristeza acaba saindo também, dando espaço para uma alegria nova e revitalizada. Triste é não sentir nada.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Martha Medeiros]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A alegria não chega apenas no encontro do achado, mas faz parte do processo da busca.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Paulo Freire]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=4459865" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&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/6530036259250507647-8881147550046326980?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/8881147550046326980/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=8881147550046326980&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8881147550046326980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8881147550046326980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/alegria-na-tristeza.html' title='A ALEGRIA NA TRISTEZA'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHtKWYK0lb0/TxBjMYixPgI/AAAAAAAAGNc/0PobFfkor_0/s72-c/Never_forget_by_TOYGUNS_00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-3565968985843342834</id><published>2012-01-16T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T11:52:51.255-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='João de Deus/ Casa de Dom Inácio de Loyola'/><title type='text'>MÉDIUM JOÃO DE DEUS NA REVISTA ISTO É</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #373737; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A edição nº 2201 da revista ISTO É (nas bancas, 18/01/2012) traz como matéria de capa&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;As cirurgias espirituais de João de Deus"&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #373737; font-family: 'PT Sans Caption', arial, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joaodedeus.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/istoe.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #1b60e0; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; 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margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0.4em; max-width: 97.5%; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px;" title="istoe" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #373737; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A reportagem é de Adriana Nicacio, de Abadiânia, e João Loes (com colaboração de Juliana Dal Piva)&amp;nbsp;e as fotos de Adriano Machado, e está disponível no site da revista&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.istoe.com.br/reportagens/186615_OS+PODERES+DE+JOAO+DE+DEUS"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ISTO É&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #373737; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Confira abaixo alguns trechos da matéria, que conta com diversas entrevistas, explica detalhadamente o funcionamento da Casa e ainda traz a história do médium:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #373737; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Há 54 anos, João Teixeira de Faria, 69 anos, analfabeto funcional que nasceu em Cachoeiro da Fumaça (GO), filho de um alfaiate e uma dona de casa, caçula de seis irmãos, é um dos mais famosos e respeitados médiuns em atividade no mundo. Cerca de nove milhões de pessoas, segundo sua própria contabilidade, já se deslocaram até o interior de Goiás para se submeter a suas cirurgias espirituais, uma prática cada vez mais difundida no Brasil. Anônimas e famosas, dos mais variados quilates. O mais recente paciente estrelado é o ex-presidente Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva, em tratamento de um câncer na laringe."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="wp-caption aligncenter" id="attachment_1616" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0.4em; max-width: 96%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 9px; padding-left: 9px; padding-right: 9px; padding-top: 9px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; width: 620px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joaodedeus.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/pacientes-joao-de-deus.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #1b60e0; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="size-full wp-image-1616" height="380" src="http://www.joaodedeus.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/pacientes-joao-de-deus.jpg" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-style: initial; border-top-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; display: block; height: auto; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; max-width: 98%; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; width: auto;" title="pacientes joao de deus" width="610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #373737; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;João de Deus é contra abandonar a medicina convencional. "De forma alguma é recomendado suspender a medicação prescrita pelos médicos", diz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #373737; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 1.625em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Sou apenas um homem. E, como homem, também erro" , diz João.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="wp-caption aligncenter" id="attachment_1618" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; margin-bottom: 1.625em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0.4em; max-width: 96%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 9px; padding-left: 9px; padding-right: 9px; padding-top: 9px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; width: 650px;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #1b60e0; font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-upel4uGhB3A/TxFycqNrnMI/AAAAAAAAGN8/pHCHaPG0CGs/s1600/tumblr_lonrmp63FW1qf1ab8o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-upel4uGhB3A/TxFycqNrnMI/AAAAAAAAGN8/pHCHaPG0CGs/s1600/tumblr_lonrmp63FW1qf1ab8o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se for para esquentar, que seja o sol;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se for para enganar, que seja o estômago;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se for para chorar, que seja de alegria;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se for para mentir, que seja a idade;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se for para roubar, que se roube um beijo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se for para perder, que seja o medo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se for para cair, que seja na gandaia;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se existir guerra, que seja de travesseiros;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se existir fome, que seja de amor;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se for para ser feliz, que seja o tempo todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Mário Quintana]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Cultivar estados mentais positivos como a generosidade e a compaixão decididamente conduz a melhor saúde mental e a felicidade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Dalai Lama]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=78c9f59" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&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/6530036259250507647-851810911799098602?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/851810911799098602/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=851810911799098602&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/851810911799098602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/851810911799098602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/que-seja.html' title='QUE SEJA'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-upel4uGhB3A/TxFycqNrnMI/AAAAAAAAGN8/pHCHaPG0CGs/s72-c/tumblr_lonrmp63FW1qf1ab8o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-5683349396557210147</id><published>2012-01-14T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T01:50:11.712-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mahatma Gandhi'/><title type='text'>FÉ, FORÇA E CORAGEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4EHUqsBQkM/TxB4Gs_1XYI/AAAAAAAAGN0/TJqEP6Iq5VA/s1600/14694965_03985f5913.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4EHUqsBQkM/TxB4Gs_1XYI/AAAAAAAAGN0/TJqEP6Iq5VA/s400/14694965_03985f5913.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Suporta sem desespero&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A amargura que te invade;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Marujo só se revela&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Na hora da tempestade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...recebi de um amigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A força não provém da capacidade física e sim de uma vontade indomável.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Mahatma Gandhi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O que revela a nossa força não é sermos imbatíveis, incansáveis, invulneráveis. É a coragem de avançar, ainda que com medo. É a vontade de viver, mesmo que já tenhamos morrido um pouco ou muito, aqui e ali, pelo caminho. É a intenção de não desistirmos de nós mesmos, por maior que às vezes seja a tentação. São os gestos de gentileza e ternura que somente os fortes conseguem ter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Ana Jácomo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=3865992" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&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/6530036259250507647-5683349396557210147?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/5683349396557210147/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=5683349396557210147&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/5683349396557210147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/5683349396557210147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/fe-forca-e-coragem.html' title='FÉ, FORÇA E CORAGEM'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4EHUqsBQkM/TxB4Gs_1XYI/AAAAAAAAGN0/TJqEP6Iq5VA/s72-c/14694965_03985f5913.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-8045949937941234694</id><published>2012-01-13T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T00:00:03.006-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adélia Prado'/><title type='text'>DO MEU SONHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aR-auXde4OQ/Tv0AWW3fCvI/AAAAAAAAF78/DsmLjUCyl3o/s1600/384965_186609034758331_186605381425363_388195_128726595_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aR-auXde4OQ/Tv0AWW3fCvI/AAAAAAAAF78/DsmLjUCyl3o/s400/384965_186609034758331_186605381425363_388195_128726595_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O sonho encheu a noite&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Extravasou pro meu dia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Encheu minha vida&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E é dele que eu vou viver&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Porque sonho não morre.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Adélia Prado]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Adiamento não é esperança.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Fabrício Carpinejar]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se quer realizar seus sonhos, tenha coragem. Coragem vem da paixão, não da lógica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Paulo Coelho]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=4dab3ea" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-8045949937941234694?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/8045949937941234694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=8045949937941234694&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8045949937941234694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8045949937941234694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-meu-sonho.html' title='DO MEU SONHO'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aR-auXde4OQ/Tv0AWW3fCvI/AAAAAAAAF78/DsmLjUCyl3o/s72-c/384965_186609034758331_186605381425363_388195_128726595_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-4357320956639840919</id><published>2012-01-12T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T00:07:54.878-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mário Corso'/><title type='text'>DA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kVsOF9mSw9Y/Tw3mGvbfVnI/AAAAAAAAGNM/iEMWMUa8mrQ/s1600/happiness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kVsOF9mSw9Y/Tw3mGvbfVnI/AAAAAAAAGNM/iEMWMUa8mrQ/s400/happiness.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Diagnóstico não é destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Mário Corso]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...tudo pode mudar, sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Gislene]&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/6530036259250507647-4357320956639840919?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/4357320956639840919/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=4357320956639840919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4357320956639840919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4357320956639840919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/da-vida.html' title='DA VIDA'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kVsOF9mSw9Y/Tw3mGvbfVnI/AAAAAAAAGNM/iEMWMUa8mrQ/s72-c/happiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-3723065401990969289</id><published>2012-01-11T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T00:00:03.918-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drauzio Varella'/><title type='text'>DA PROFISSÃO</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 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpkgvMSkEPU/TwdMbYzCfqI/AAAAAAAAGMI/z3WszSiKdsM/s1600/corredor_hospital-300x225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpkgvMSkEPU/TwdMbYzCfqI/AAAAAAAAGMI/z3WszSiKdsM/s400/corredor_hospital-300x225.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"(...) quando alguma coisa me desagrada, procuro avaliar que importância ela tem no universo. Descobri que é possível ser feliz até quando estou triste."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Drauzio Varella do livro: Por um Fio]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-3723065401990969289?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/3723065401990969289/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=3723065401990969289&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/3723065401990969289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/3723065401990969289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/da-profissao.html' title='DA PROFISSÃO'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpkgvMSkEPU/TwdMbYzCfqI/AAAAAAAAGMI/z3WszSiKdsM/s72-c/corredor_hospital-300x225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-7284823699046582422</id><published>2012-01-10T00:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T00:10:36.881-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cidadania'/><title type='text'>VIVIANE SENNA: UMA MULHER A FRENTE DE SEU TEMPO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6uXCdZciJ38/Tvts_dCtgNI/AAAAAAAAF6E/ci7fXr-jpDg/s1600/foto_viviane_senna_entrevista.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6uXCdZciJ38/Tvts_dCtgNI/AAAAAAAAF6E/ci7fXr-jpDg/s1600/foto_viviane_senna_entrevista.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Viviane Senna: "A gente trouxe a larga escala para o 3º setor"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Há 17 anos à frente do instituto que leva o nome do irmão, terapeuta diz que melhora na educação é pequena perto da necessidade.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A voz pausada e tranquila, típica da terapeuta que é, contrasta com as palavras duras e urgentes que Viviane Senna usa para falar da área em que atua há 17 anos. A educação no Brasil é para ela o principal motivo de indignação desde março de 1994, quando o irmão, o piloto Ayrton Senna, a procurou dois meses antes do acidente fatal e pediu que pensasse em uma forma de ajudar o País.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ela não conhecia a rotina escolar, mas partiu de um levantamento do que era mais necessário e concluiu que devia concentrar esforços na educação de jovens e crianças. “Infelizmente não deu tempo de eu responder ao Ayrton, mas a família resolveu levar a ideia adiante.” Em novembro do mesmo ano nasceu o Instituto Ayrton Senna.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Há 17 anos na presidência da organização, Viviane não é modesta ao enumerar as conquistas. “A gente trouxe para o terceiro setor a visão de larga escala, que não existia até então”, diz, ao mesmo tempo em que mantém a aflição de quem tem um grande problema a superar. “Ainda é um quadro muito grave.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;História pessoal&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Na verdade eu sou terapeuta, sou psicóloga. Trabalhei durante quase 20 anos na área. Quando o Ayrton veio conversar comigo sobre fazer alguma coisa para ajudar foi por causa disso, da minha experiência no campo de ajuda. Ele me disse para pensar e planejar alguma coisa para ser feito. Infelizmente não deu tempo, ele sofreu o acidente dois meses depois. Então, a gente como família decidiu levar adiante essa ideia e eu fui estudar o que seria mais importante e estratégico para o País. Continuei com consultório durante mais dois anos, pretendia conciliar, mas depois abri mão porque eram dois níveis de exigência muito altos. Os pacientes eu podia encaminhar, o instituto, não.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Criação do Instituto&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A primeira coisa foi a definição do público: criança e jovem. Por mais que todos importem e tenha muito o que fazer em qualquer faixa de idade, esta é a mais importante porque o investimento rende para toda a vida. Vai trazer frutos para o Brasil ao longo de 50, 70 anos. A segunda foi o que fazer para esta faixa etária e foi escolhido educação, de novo porque é a escolha mais estratégica frente a todas as outras. O retorno é superior ao de saúde, infraestrutura, habitação ou qualquer outra área. Por isso, mesmo tendo origem na área da saúde, o que me guiou foi o que era melhor para o País. Hoje atendemos 2 milhões de crianças por ano em parceria com o sistema público, estamos em todos os Estados e em um quinto dos municípios brasileiros.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yjJ5zIIonfE/Tvtu1q-CVxI/AAAAAAAAF6Q/dlNrOzHUEPw/s1600/quemsomos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yjJ5zIIonfE/Tvtu1q-CVxI/AAAAAAAAF6Q/dlNrOzHUEPw/s400/quemsomos.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vAqS9At61l8/Tvtwb6rAYkI/AAAAAAAAF6c/sHxidPn34P4/s1600/foto_home.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vAqS9At61l8/Tvtwb6rAYkI/AAAAAAAAF6c/sHxidPn34P4/s400/foto_home.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maior contribuição&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Vir de outra área é bastante benéfico porque você traz uma experiência e uma visão não viciada. A gente trouxe para o terceiro setor uma visão de larga escala que não existia. Você ia lá criava uma ONG, atendia 300, 500 crianças, coisas que são bastante pontuais e que têm muito mérito, porém do ponto de vista do desafio que o País tem, não dão conta. O problema em relação à infância e à juventude é genérico. Quem não está incluído não é meia dúzia, são os 99,9%. Não adianta vir com estratégia de varejo para enfrentar problema de atacado, não fecha a conta. Logo que começamos, a gente apoiava uma ONG aqui, outra lá e comecei a ficar muito aflita. As pessoas achavam que era um problema do governo ou de Deus e que fazer uma parte já estava bom. Era como criar um monte de ilhas no meio do mar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Precisava de um alcance maior. Descobri que a melhor maneira de trabalhar em larga escala sem ser governo era usando um modelo que eu vi na psicologia. Freud e Young eram terapeutas famosos que atenderam durante suas vidas, 10, 20, 30 dúzias de pacientes, mas eles criaram um modelo, uma escola de pensamento que, esta sim, é capaz de atender milhões, no mundo inteiro. Para pegar ainda outro exemplo na área da saúde, você tem um vírus que está atacando a população, pode tratar uma pessoa ou criar uma vacina que pode distribuir em qualquer lugar do mundo. Esse tipo de estratégia era a saída. Foi assim que transformei o instituto em um laboratório ou centro gerador de conhecimento capaz de desenvolver metodologias e fórmulas que são capazes de ter altíssima eficiência em larga escala.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Educação atualmente&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Existe uma melhora na questão da desigualdade por conta dos quase 40 milhões de pessoas saindo da classe D e E e indo para a Classe C, mas ainda é um quadro muito grave. Porque como ele era muito, muito sério, a despeito de ter melhorado, nós ainda somos o mais desigual dos Brics (Brasil, Rússia, Índia, China e África do Sul). A Educação nunca foi priorizada durante os 500 anos de história, fomos um dos últimos países a abolir a escravidão e também a instalar um sistemas de educação massivos, que veio só há 20 anos. A gente começou a compreender agora que há muito a fazer pela formação das crianças. De cada 10 que saem do ensino médio, só 2 sabem português direito e 1, matemática. Falta muito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mulheres e instituições ligadas à educação&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Historicamente educação é um campo que tem uma presença feminina muito grande, então certamente a educação acaba tendo a ver com a mulher porque a gente tem uma preponderância maior. Mas não acho que seja algo exclusivo ou deva ser. Acho que a mulher tem um perfil natural, pelo lado materno, de propensão a desenvolver um ser. É natural que isso acabe levando ela às profissões que envolvam este tipo de vínculo, em prol do desenvolvimento do outro, mas pode ser em educação, saúde ou outra área. Tenho três filhos, de 32, 28 e 25 anos. Eles acompanham e ajudam a fundação, mas acho que meu lado profissional foi a base que direcionou minha carreira para educação e não o fato de ser mulher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Fonte&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ultimosegundo.ig.com.br/educacao/viviane-senna-a-gente-trouxe-a-larga-escala-para-o-3-setor/n1597403763761.html" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Viviane Senna, 53 anos, Terapeuta, Presidenta do Instituto Ayrton Senna, trabalha com educação há 17 anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://senna.globo.com/institutoayrtonsenna/home/index.asp"&gt;Instituto Ayrton Senna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Assista este vídeo e veja que incrível mulher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Instituto Ayrton Senna, 04/12/2011 Viviane Senna, fala sobre a 8ª Maratona de Revezamento Ayrton Senna Racing Day e da importância da corrida pela Educação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="259" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/To-Z8bS2rC4?rel=0" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-7284823699046582422?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/7284823699046582422/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=7284823699046582422&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7284823699046582422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7284823699046582422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/viviane-senna-uma-mulher-frente-de-seu.html' title='VIVIANE SENNA: UMA MULHER A FRENTE DE SEU TEMPO'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6uXCdZciJ38/Tvts_dCtgNI/AAAAAAAAF6E/ci7fXr-jpDg/s72-c/foto_viviane_senna_entrevista.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-4012568464237680634</id><published>2012-01-09T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T00:00:04.575-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roberto Shinyashiki'/><title type='text'>DA CORAGEM</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 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/-kqhKBlRiI0w/TvDUZs9cQWI/AAAAAAAAFz4/k-CRcLML8sE/s1600/Jared+Leto5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kqhKBlRiI0w/TvDUZs9cQWI/AAAAAAAAFz4/k-CRcLML8sE/s400/Jared+Leto5.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;‎"Tenha coragem de fazer uma revolução em sua vida e vá atrás do que dita a sua alma."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Roberto Shinyashiki]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;foto do cantor/ator Jared Leto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=75b3e88" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-4012568464237680634?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/4012568464237680634/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=4012568464237680634&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4012568464237680634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4012568464237680634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/da-coragem.html' title='DA CORAGEM'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kqhKBlRiI0w/TvDUZs9cQWI/AAAAAAAAFz4/k-CRcLML8sE/s72-c/Jared+Leto5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-1127977759035635663</id><published>2012-01-08T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T11:47:26.122-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cidadania'/><title type='text'>CRIANÇA INDÍGENA DE 8 ANOS É QUEIMADA VIVA POR MADEIREIROS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kAYyWzDOCXA/TwjPUSkZHeI/AAAAAAAAGMY/3ThU9wPSJuc/s1600/awa-guaja-fiona.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kAYyWzDOCXA/TwjPUSkZHeI/AAAAAAAAGMY/3ThU9wPSJuc/s400/awa-guaja-fiona.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[criança awá-guajá.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Foto Fiona Watson/Survival]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quanta brutalidade. O homem me surpreende. Quem faz isto não é "ser humano". Não é "animal", pois os animais só caçam e matam por puro instinto de sobrevivência. Sabe o que é isto na verdade: É o Brasil da impunidade, do descaso, das leis frágeis, da indiferença, dos interesses da minoria. Precisamos nos indignar!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Que país é esse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O que estamos fazendo com nossos índios?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Triste realidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Leia este link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://brasiliamaranhao.wordpress.com/2012/01/05/crianca-indigena-queimada/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Criança indígena de 8 anos é queimada viva por madeireiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=c72a73b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-1127977759035635663?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/1127977759035635663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=1127977759035635663&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/1127977759035635663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/1127977759035635663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/crianca-indigena-de-8-anos-e-queimada.html' title='CRIANÇA INDÍGENA DE 8 ANOS É QUEIMADA VIVA POR MADEIREIROS'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kAYyWzDOCXA/TwjPUSkZHeI/AAAAAAAAGMY/3ThU9wPSJuc/s72-c/awa-guaja-fiona.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-2540349415492154649</id><published>2012-01-07T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T21:34:58.959-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maykira'/><title type='text'>SENHORITA INCONSTANTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JsoRh71KsZQ/TvBnMm4dYaI/AAAAAAAAFzg/fScue9lVRZQ/s1600/eliza%252B1_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JsoRh71KsZQ/TvBnMm4dYaI/AAAAAAAAFzg/fScue9lVRZQ/s400/eliza%252B1_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Metade de mim é ninho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A outra metade, passarinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Rosa Berg]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Minha alma... o que ela é?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sei que tenho uma alma que dança, ri, brinca e chora.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sei que tenho uma alma que ama,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Que espera com otimismo cada amanhecer e com calma cada anoitecer...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sei que a minha alma tem todas as cores&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E de tanto dançar e girar, minha alma fica branca.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sei que minha alma é criança, é menina, é mulher!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sei que minha alma é viajante, que vai ao encontro da lua&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E que durante a noite viaja para as estrelas do Universo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sei que minha alma é leve, solta, ligeira&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E voa como um pássaro ultrapassando vales, colinas e montanhas em busca da paz!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sei que a minha alma tem cheiro de mato, cheiro de mar, cheiro de cachoeira...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sei que a minha alma é fogo, é terra, é água, é ar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sei que tenho uma alma...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Uma alma cigana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Maykira]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=702f0f5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...E assim me reconheço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Gislene]&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/6530036259250507647-2540349415492154649?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/2540349415492154649/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=2540349415492154649&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2540349415492154649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2540349415492154649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/senhorita-inconstante.html' title='SENHORITA INCONSTANTE'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JsoRh71KsZQ/TvBnMm4dYaI/AAAAAAAAFzg/fScue9lVRZQ/s72-c/eliza%252B1_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-7051114295496875098</id><published>2012-01-06T00:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:56:59.244-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>SAUDADE DO QUE NÃO VIVI</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 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/-J-Nx63anmWw/TwXRHdHhyzI/AAAAAAAAGJo/19ohe7S47nI/s1600/elvis-presley-blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="349" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J-Nx63anmWw/TwXRHdHhyzI/AAAAAAAAGJo/19ohe7S47nI/s400/elvis-presley-blog.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Me sinto assim quando penso em Elvis Presley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu não era nascida quando ele se foi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Artista magnífico, um dos maiores ícones da cultura mundial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ator, compositor, cantor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Meu cantor favorito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Assim como eu, muitos seguem seus passos até hoje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A residência que pertenceu a ele conhecida por Graceland (localizada em Memphis, Tennessee, USA), virou um museu desde 1982, sendo a casa mais visitada dos Estados Unidos, depois da Casa Branca, atraindo mais de 700.000 pessoas anualmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Elvis continua vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Seu trabalho jamais será esquecido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Completaria 77 anos no próximo domingo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Em novembro/2010, uma nova coletânea foi lançada em homenagem ao artista, que teria completado, em janeiro do mesmo ano, 75 anos. O disco Viva Elvis foi inspirado no musical de mesmo nome, produzido pelo Cirque du Soleil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;As faixas contam com vocais de Elvis, mas com arranjos novos. "Nós tentamos evocar a alma e o espírito de Elvis Presley enquanto construímos uma ponte entre a sua música e futuras gerações de fãs", explicou Erich van Tourneau, produtor do disco e diretor e arranjador do musical, que estreou em Las Vegas no início de 2010. De acordo com comunicado enviado à imprensa internacional, van Tourneau passou mais de três mil horas pesquisando os arquivos musicais de Elvis, entre discos de estúdio, filmes e gravações ao vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Burning Love", "Suspicious Minds", "Blue Suede Shoes" e "It's Now or Never" estão entre as faixas de Viva Elvis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Aqui algumas fotos deste álbum e o vídeo de "Suspicius Minds" com novo arranjo, que já fez parte da trilha-sonora de uma novela brasileira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ajg74FLGMQY/TvOxaUtUsmI/AAAAAAAAF4E/gMvovvkMWik/s1600/22933160_4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ajg74FLGMQY/TvOxaUtUsmI/AAAAAAAAF4E/gMvovvkMWik/s200/22933160_4.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z9jyR4Ffawo/TvOx1Xa48BI/AAAAAAAAF4w/dKSXUQxvaVw/s1600/22933160_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z9jyR4Ffawo/TvOx1Xa48BI/AAAAAAAAF4w/dKSXUQxvaVw/s200/22933160_1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1f7MUtEWxxI/TvOx-h9YJ0I/AAAAAAAAF48/1viTqsDLeM4/s1600/22933160_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1f7MUtEWxxI/TvOx-h9YJ0I/AAAAAAAAF48/1viTqsDLeM4/s200/22933160_3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-frX2rMtEXQg/TvOyI_e5VbI/AAAAAAAAF5I/CzMPgioP8QU/s1600/22933160_5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-frX2rMtEXQg/TvOyI_e5VbI/AAAAAAAAF5I/CzMPgioP8QU/s200/22933160_5.jpg" width="200" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="284" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/e-NDXtDUcGQ?rel=0" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Gislene]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;fonte Revista Rolling Stone, julho/2010; Wikipédia; Youtube]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-7051114295496875098?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/7051114295496875098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=7051114295496875098&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7051114295496875098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7051114295496875098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/saudade-do-que-nao-vivi.html' title='SAUDADE DO QUE NÃO VIVI'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J-Nx63anmWw/TwXRHdHhyzI/AAAAAAAAGJo/19ohe7S47nI/s72-c/elvis-presley-blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-4221532361872948939</id><published>2012-01-05T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T00:00:01.459-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lao-Tsé'/><title type='text'>A FORÇA 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/-HSjcsM9k7c0/TwMRG_LaHJI/AAAAAAAAGAE/UULGYgp_o-w/s1600/boy-couple-cute-girl-guy-Favim.com-254254_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HSjcsM9k7c0/TwMRG_LaHJI/AAAAAAAAGAE/UULGYgp_o-w/s400/boy-couple-cute-girl-guy-Favim.com-254254_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ser profundamente amado por alguém nos dá força; amar alguém profundamente nos dá coragem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Lao-Tsé]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nós construímos história, mente, alma e coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Taylor Swift]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Amar,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;porque nada melhor para a saúde que um amor correspondido.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;[Vinícius de Moraes]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Amar cria raiz, sim. Cria, independentemente de ser verbalizado. Basta sentir o amor para que fiquemos dependentes dele, uma dependência boa, daquilo que nos faz sentir vivos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Martha Medeiros]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se quer ser amado, ame.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Sêneca]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O amor só é lindo, quando encontramos alguém que nos transforme no melhor que podemos ser.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Mário Quintana]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large; text-align: left;"&gt;...Uma música: "Long live", Taylor Swift e Paula Fernandes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="233" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L6Yva7hinRo?rel=0" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&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/6530036259250507647-4221532361872948939?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/4221532361872948939/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=4221532361872948939&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4221532361872948939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4221532361872948939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/forca-do-amor.html' title='A FORÇA DO AMOR'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HSjcsM9k7c0/TwMRG_LaHJI/AAAAAAAAGAE/UULGYgp_o-w/s72-c/boy-couple-cute-girl-guy-Favim.com-254254_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-7237865040010057764</id><published>2012-01-04T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T00:08:36.423-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Augusto Cury'/><title type='text'>DOS SONHOS</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4wXfpEJ2G8/TvDn7xYalKI/AAAAAAAAF0w/8o416kfd7QA/s1600/tumblr_lrxh8igajg1qzh7tdo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4wXfpEJ2G8/TvDn7xYalKI/AAAAAAAAF0w/8o416kfd7QA/s400/tumblr_lrxh8igajg1qzh7tdo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Um dia uma criança chegou diante de um pensador e perguntou-lhe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- Que tamanho tem o universo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Acariciando a cabeça da criança, ele olhou para o infinito e respondeu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- O universo tem o tamanho do seu mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Perturbada, ela novamente indagou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- Que tamanho tem meu mundo? O pensador respondeu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- Tem o tamanho dos seus sonhos. Se seus sonhos são pequenos, sua visão será pequena, suas metas serão limitadas, seus alvos serão diminutos, sua estrada será estreita, sua capacidade de suportar as tormentas será frágil. Os sonhos regam a existência com sentido. Se seus sonhos são frágeis, sua comida não terá sabor, suas primaveras não terão flores, suas manhãs não terão orvalho, sua emoção não terá romances. A presença dos sonhos transforma os miseráveis em reis, faz dos idosos jovens, e a ausência deles transforma milionários em mendigos e faz dos jovens idosos. Os sonhos trazem saúde para a emoção, equipam o frágil para ser autor da sua história, fazem os tímidos terem golpes de ousadia e os derrotados serem construtores de oportunidades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Augusto Cury]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=33f5fb7" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/6530036259250507647-7237865040010057764?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='DOS SONHOS'/><link rel='enclosure' type='dossonhosporaugustocury' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/7237865040010057764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=7237865040010057764&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7237865040010057764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7237865040010057764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/dos-sonhos.html' title='DOS SONHOS'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4wXfpEJ2G8/TvDn7xYalKI/AAAAAAAAF0w/8o416kfd7QA/s72-c/tumblr_lrxh8igajg1qzh7tdo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-7842350847392938117</id><published>2012-01-03T00:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T00:30:03.170-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Drummond de Andrade'/><title type='text'>DOS DESEJOS</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 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/-q7Ho6cBugkg/TwJoGG6cltI/AAAAAAAAF_4/vDyCvuy-CsM/s1600/dream_catchers_by_kittyyy-d2yq6mg+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q7Ho6cBugkg/TwJoGG6cltI/AAAAAAAAF_4/vDyCvuy-CsM/s400/dream_catchers_by_kittyyy-d2yq6mg+%25281%2529.jpg" width="136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Gostaria de te desejar tantas coisas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas nada seria suficiente.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Então, desejo apenas que você tenhamuitos desejos. Desejos grandes.E que eles possam te mover a cadaminuto, ao rumo da sua felicidade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Carlos Drummond de Andrade]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...Uma música: "Use somebody", da banda Kings Of Leon,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;cantada por Brooke White.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="301" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Q6pMh0KQUVE?rel=0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/6530036259250507647-7842350847392938117?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/7842350847392938117/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=7842350847392938117&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7842350847392938117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7842350847392938117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/dos-desejos.html' title='DOS DESEJOS'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q7Ho6cBugkg/TwJoGG6cltI/AAAAAAAAF_4/vDyCvuy-CsM/s72-c/dream_catchers_by_kittyyy-d2yq6mg+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-4691017040105512235</id><published>2012-01-02T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T17:13:27.103-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cidadania'/><title type='text'>AMOR NUNCA FERE</title><content type='html'>&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ApJQ8vfUrrk/TwDD8rleH0I/AAAAAAAAF9E/lKgFp0W8zHI/s1600/meninos+qu%25C3%25AAnia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ApJQ8vfUrrk/TwDD8rleH0I/AAAAAAAAF9E/lKgFp0W8zHI/s400/meninos+qu%25C3%25AAnia.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[meninos do Quênia]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O amor não fere.Amor é lei universal, e lei universal é para o bem. O bem individual e coletivo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O que fere é a indiferença, a desumanidade do homem, as desigualdades sociais gritantes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Gislene]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quando se aprende a amar,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;o mundo passa a ser seu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Renato Russo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quênia/África.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A missão das freiras brasileiras com as crianças órfãs em um país que cada vez aumenta suas estatísticas de mortalidade infantil.Matéria originalmente exibida em 28/12/2011, pelo Jornal Hoje da Rede Globo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="301" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6435GPl8dM0?rel=0" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-4691017040105512235?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/4691017040105512235/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=4691017040105512235&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4691017040105512235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4691017040105512235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/amor-nunca-fere.html' title='AMOR NUNCA FERE'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ApJQ8vfUrrk/TwDD8rleH0I/AAAAAAAAF9E/lKgFp0W8zHI/s72-c/meninos+qu%25C3%25AAnia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-4861187336479232382</id><published>2012-01-01T00:00:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T00:00:02.961-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gilson Chveid Oen'/><title type='text'>O CAMINHO DAS SEMENTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SGZJ2qpbwTc/TvDg-QtByXI/AAAAAAAAF0Q/dt5CZHlH7RQ/s1600/il_570xN.294351766_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SGZJ2qpbwTc/TvDg-QtByXI/AAAAAAAAF0Q/dt5CZHlH7RQ/s320/il_570xN.294351766_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;semente: cultivo a palavra para que, ao crescer no coração, vire flor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Moreno Pessoa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A semente não pode saber o que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;vai acontecer, a semente jamais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;conheceu a flor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E a semente não pode nem mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;acreditar que traga em si a potencialidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;para transformar-se em uma bela flor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Longa é a jornada, e sempre será mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;seguro não entrar nessa jornada, porque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;o percurso, é desconhecido, e nada é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;garantido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nada pode ser garantido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mil e uma são as incertezas da jornada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;muitos são os imprevistos e a semente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;sente-se em segurança, escondida no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;interior de um caroço resistente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ainda assim ela arrisca, esforça-se;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;desfaz-se da carapaça que é a sua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;segurança, e começa a mover-se.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não havia perigo para a semente, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;semente poderia ter sobrevivido por&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;milênios, mas para a plantinha os&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;perigos são muitos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O brotinho lança-se porém, ao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;desconhecido, em direção ao sol,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;em direção à fonte de luz, sem saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;para onde, sem saber porque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Enorme é a cruz a ser carregada, mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;a semente está tomada por um sonho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;e segue em frente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Semente é o caminho para o homem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;É árduo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Muita coragem será necessária.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Existem pequenas flores silvestres que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;enfrentam o desafio das rochas, das pedras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;em seu caminho, para aflorarem à luz do dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Envoltas em uma aura de luz dourada, elas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;exibem a majestade do seu pequenino ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sem nenhum constrangimento, equiparam-se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;ao sol mais brilhante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quando nos afrontamos com uma situação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;muito difícil, há sempre uma escolha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;podemos ficar repletos de ressentimentos e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;tentar encontrar alguém ou alguma coisa em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;que pôr a culpa pelas nossas dificuldades, ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;podemos enfrentar o desafio e crescer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;As flores nos mostram o caminho, na medida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;em que sua paixão pela vida as conduz para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;fora da escuridão, para o mundo da luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não há nenhum sentido em lutar contra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;os desafios da vida, ou tentar evitá-los ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;negá-los.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Eles estão aí, e se a semente deve transformar-se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;na flor, precisamos passar por eles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Seja corajoso o bastante para transformar-se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;na flor que você foi feito para ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Gilson Chveid Oen]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quando o sol bater&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Na janela do teu quarto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Lembra e vê&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Que o caminho é um só.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Renato Russo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=ddb43e0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/6530036259250507647-4861187336479232382?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='O CAMINHO DAS SEMENTES'/><link rel='enclosure' type='ocaminhodassementes' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/4861187336479232382/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=4861187336479232382&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4861187336479232382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4861187336479232382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-caminho-das-sementes.html' title='O CAMINHO DAS SEMENTES'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SGZJ2qpbwTc/TvDg-QtByXI/AAAAAAAAF0Q/dt5CZHlH7RQ/s72-c/il_570xN.294351766_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-6504975862700532593</id><published>2011-12-31T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T13:39:05.912-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ano novo'/><title type='text'>EM 2012</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 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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qwf0JW46eU4/TufGdJsX5AI/AAAAAAAAFvA/G2C0_iHJ3uE/s1600/mulher-sol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qwf0JW46eU4/TufGdJsX5AI/AAAAAAAAFvA/G2C0_iHJ3uE/s400/mulher-sol.jpg" width="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O coração tem domicílio no peito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Comigo a anatomia ficou louca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sou todo coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Vladimir Maiakóvski, poeta russo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...Já que pra ser homem tem que ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A grandeza de um menino, de um menino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;No coração de quem faz a guerra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nascerá uma flor amarela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Como um girassol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Cidade Negra, Girassol]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...Vivemos esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O dia em que seremos melhores &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Melhores no amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Melhores na dor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Melhores em tudo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Rogério Flausino, Jota Quest]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A amizade não está ligada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;aos elos biológicos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;amizade é o amor sublimado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;na sua mais alta essência divina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Amizade é o sentimento mais puro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;que envolve a Terra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Amor e paixão passam em várias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;experiências reencarnatórias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;mas, a amizade são os companheiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;de sempre, nas alegrias de sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Bezerra de Menezes]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu quero amor decidindo a vida,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sentir a força da mão amiga&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O meu irmão com sorriso aberto,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se ele chorar quero estar por perto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quero levar o meu canto amigo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A qualquer amigo que precisar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Roberto Carlos]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...Amigos, esta é a minha mensagem a cada um de vocês.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O ano finda e deixa em mim a alegria da companhia de cada um que por aqui passou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Agradeço a cada novo amigo que conquistei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Fico com a boa recordação e a saudade dos amigos que partiram desta vida neste ano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Aprendi com cada experiência feliz e triste que tive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Saio fortalecida e agradecida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E que essa partilha, essa amizade continue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Que neste novo ano tenhamos um coração de criança, que sejamos melhores em tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Um 2012 de muita paz, amor, fé e esperança!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Gislene]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=5550778" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/6530036259250507647-6504975862700532593?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='EM 2012'/><link rel='enclosure' type='ohomemdofuturo' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/6504975862700532593/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=6504975862700532593&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/6504975862700532593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/6504975862700532593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/em-2012.html' title='EM 2012'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qwf0JW46eU4/TufGdJsX5AI/AAAAAAAAFvA/G2C0_iHJ3uE/s72-c/mulher-sol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-358888376141434303</id><published>2011-12-30T00:00:00.047-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T00:14:23.513-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ano novo'/><title type='text'>PARA O NOVO ANO</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 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/-3R5WO3506zE/Tv0dvgZHyZI/AAAAAAAAF8s/lPwc8vlbVOA/s1600/MafaldaAnoNovo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3R5WO3506zE/Tv0dvgZHyZI/AAAAAAAAF8s/lPwc8vlbVOA/s400/MafaldaAnoNovo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Há três atitudes que podem te ajudar a alcançar mais paz por dentro.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A prece sincera abrirá teu coração, a fim de estabeleceres contatos com as energias do Mais Alto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O trabalho no Bem te permitirá higienizar a mente e te conduzirá a conquistas maiores.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O amor pelos sofredores te auxiliará a vencer a ti mesmo, para que encontres o Pai em teu coração.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Prece, trabalho e amor constituem a receita exata para que a luz do teu espírito se espalhe iluminando teus passos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Livro: Novas Mensagens de Scheilla para Você - 183 Scheilla &amp;amp; Clayton B. Levy, enviado por Rey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=5550778" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-358888376141434303?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/358888376141434303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=358888376141434303&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/358888376141434303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/358888376141434303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/para-o-novo-ano.html' title='PARA O NOVO ANO'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3R5WO3506zE/Tv0dvgZHyZI/AAAAAAAAF8s/lPwc8vlbVOA/s72-c/MafaldaAnoNovo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-8743505672261054505</id><published>2011-12-29T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T00:00:03.855-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'>LIVROS E PESSOAS</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/-T7wk2i5Dn9o/TvuJOHWLBSI/AAAAAAAAF6o/zQjabiljSq0/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T7wk2i5Dn9o/TvuJOHWLBSI/AAAAAAAAF6o/zQjabiljSq0/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Livros não mudam o mundo, quem muda o mundo são as pessoas. Os livros só mudam as pessoas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[Mário Quintana]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A leitura engrandece a alma.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Voltaire]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Leitura é para o intelecto o que o exercício é para o corpo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Joseph Addison]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Meus filhos terão computadores, sim, mas antes terão livros. Sem livros, sem leitura, os nossos filhos serão incapazes de escrever - inclusive a sua própria história.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Bill Gates]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...Lendo este livro no momento. E à medida em que leio, vou fazendo uma viagem interna, procurando por respostas. Assim como o Paulo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Incrível, recomendo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Aleph, Paulo Coelho, Editora Sextante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Gislene]&lt;/span&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/6530036259250507647-8743505672261054505?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/8743505672261054505/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=8743505672261054505&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8743505672261054505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8743505672261054505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/livros-e-pessoas.html' title='LIVROS E PESSOAS'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T7wk2i5Dn9o/TvuJOHWLBSI/AAAAAAAAF6o/zQjabiljSq0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-4632181233942123758</id><published>2011-12-28T00:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T00:00:03.424-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Osho'/><title type='text'>QUESTÕES ADIADAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nJGqX2IiEV4/TeUYNhA4_VI/AAAAAAAAEpo/yVz6QkC9it4/s1600/olhar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nJGqX2IiEV4/TeUYNhA4_VI/AAAAAAAAEpo/yVz6QkC9it4/s400/olhar.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Dizem que o amanhã nunca chega, e não importa a frequência com que isso é repetido, parece que a maioria de nós tende a esquecer a verdade contida nessa frase. De fato, a única consequência certa de adiar as coisas é o tédio e a depressão nos dias de hoje, um sentimento de incompletude e de limitação. O alívio e o desenvolvimento que você sentirá quando puser de lado todos os pensamentos de indecisão que o estão impedindo de agir agora, farão com que você se pergunte por que esperou tanto tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Adiar é estupidez. Amanhã também será necessário decidir; então, por que não resolver hoje mesmo? Você acha que amanhã estará mais sábio do que hoje? Você acha que amanhã vai estar com vigor maior do que o de hoje? Você acha que amanhã estará mais jovem, renovado em relação à hoje?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Amanhã você vai estar mais velho, a sua coragem será menor; amanhã você vai estar mais experiente, e a sua capacidade de dissimulação será maior; amanhã a morte chegará mais próximo – você começará a titubear e a sentir mais medo. Nunca deixe para amanhã. Quem sabe? O amanhã pode chegar ou pode não chegar. Se é preciso decidir, decida agora mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Dr. Vogel, dentista, tinha concluído o exame de uma bela e jovem cliente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- Srta Baseman, acho que terei que arrancar os seus dentes do siso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- Minha nossa, - exclamou a mocinha – seria preferível parir um bebê!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- Bem – disse o doutor – quer decidir logo para que eu possa acertar a posição da cadeira?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Decida! Não continue adiando indefinidamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Osho]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Retirado do&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://liztarot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bloguinho da Zizi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-4632181233942123758?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='QUESTÕES ADIADAS'/><link rel='enclosure' type='questoesadiadasporosho' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/4632181233942123758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=4632181233942123758&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4632181233942123758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4632181233942123758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/questoes-adiadas.html' title='QUESTÕES ADIADAS'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nJGqX2IiEV4/TeUYNhA4_VI/AAAAAAAAEpo/yVz6QkC9it4/s72-c/olhar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-5868990407385092791</id><published>2011-12-27T00:15:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T23:19:29.099-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lya Luft'/><title type='text'>PERDAS E GANHOS</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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDeYBg4KVgE/TtaggXcK-SI/AAAAAAAAFlI/P77AaWtdNec/s1600/tumblr_le79uyi37R1qcuqe6o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDeYBg4KVgE/TtaggXcK-SI/AAAAAAAAFlI/P77AaWtdNec/s400/tumblr_le79uyi37R1qcuqe6o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não queremos perder, nem deveríamos perder: saúde, pessoas, posição, dignidade ou confiança. Mas perder e ganhar faz parte do nosso processo de humanização.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Lya Luft]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=071213d" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-5868990407385092791?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='PERDAS E GANHOS'/><link rel='enclosure' type='perdaseganhosdelyaluft' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/5868990407385092791/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=5868990407385092791&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/5868990407385092791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/5868990407385092791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/perdas-e-ganhos.html' title='PERDAS E GANHOS'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDeYBg4KVgE/TtaggXcK-SI/AAAAAAAAFlI/P77AaWtdNec/s72-c/tumblr_le79uyi37R1qcuqe6o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-8958217098536914546</id><published>2011-12-26T00:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T13:42:43.709-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='José Saramago'/><title type='text'>AUTO-DESCOBERTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YEMkMo2mZeg/Tt9bbHZpRtI/AAAAAAAAFnQ/yjIs7qXMsj4/s1600/305450_187431028009465_186605381425363_390113_1408962948_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YEMkMo2mZeg/Tt9bbHZpRtI/AAAAAAAAFnQ/yjIs7qXMsj4/s400/305450_187431028009465_186605381425363_390113_1408962948_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"É necessári&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;o sair da ilha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;para ver a ilha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;não nos vemos se não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;saimos de nós."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[José Saramago]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A vida é maravilhosa, mesmo quando dolorida. Eu gostaria que na correria da época atual a gente pudesse se permitir, criar, uma pequena ilha de contemplação, de autocontemplação, de onde se pudesse ver melhor todas as coisas: com mais generosidade, mais otimismo, mais respeito, mais silêncio, mais prazer. Mais senso da própria dignidade, não importando idade, dinheiro, cor, posição, crença. Não importando nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Lya Luft]&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/6530036259250507647-8958217098536914546?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='AUTO-DESCOBERTA'/><link rel='enclosure' type='quemsomosreflexaodejosesaramago' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/8958217098536914546/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=8958217098536914546&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8958217098536914546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8958217098536914546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/auto-descoberta.html' title='AUTO-DESCOBERTA'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YEMkMo2mZeg/Tt9bbHZpRtI/AAAAAAAAFnQ/yjIs7qXMsj4/s72-c/305450_187431028009465_186605381425363_390113_1408962948_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-6569377257338905236</id><published>2011-12-24T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T11:40:10.699-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natal'/><title type='text'>CANÇÃO PARA JESUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MM5G5kaFS98/TtOxN8vchdI/AAAAAAAAFjw/J_ex68V3Xhc/s1600/m%25C3%25A3e-de-jesus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MM5G5kaFS98/TtOxN8vchdI/AAAAAAAAFjw/J_ex68V3Xhc/s400/m%25C3%25A3e-de-jesus.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Desejava, Jesus, ter um grande armazém de bondade constantes, maior que todos que conheço para entregar sem preço às criaturas de qualquer idade, as encomendas de felicidade, sem perguntar a quem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu, desejava ter um braço mágico que afagasse os doentes sem qualquer distinção e um lar onde coubessem todas as criancinhas para que não sentissem solidão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Desejava Senhor, um parque de amor com flores que cantassem, embalando os pequeninos que se encontram no leito sem poderem sair e uma loja de esperança para todas as mães.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu queria ter comigo, uma estrela em cuja luz nunca pudesse ver os defeitos do próximo e dispor de uma fonte cristalina de água suave e doce, que pudesse apagar toda palavra que não fosse vida e felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu queria plantar um jardim de união junto de cada moradia para que as criaturas se inspirassem no perfume da paz e da alegria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu queria, Jesus, ter os teus olhos retratados nos meus a fim de achar nos outros que me cercam, filhos de Deus e meus irmãos que devo compreender e respeitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Desejava, Senhor, que a benção do natal estivesse entre nós, dia a dia, e queria ter sido uma gota de orvalho na noite em que nasceste a refletir, na pequenez de minha condição, a luz que vinha da canção entoada nos céus: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;- Glória a Deus nas alturas, paz na terra, boa vontade em tudo, agora e sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Meimei - Francisco Cândido Xavier]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Num meio-dia de fim de Primavera&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Tive um sonho como uma fotografia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Vi Jesus Cristo descer à Terra.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Veio pela encosta de um monte&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Tornado outra vez menino,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A correr e a rolar-se pela erva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;E a arrancar flores para as deitar fora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;E a rir de modo a ouvir-se de longe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tinha fugido do céu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Alberto Caieiro]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;... Eu te amo Mestre Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Amigos, Feliz Natal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=c46c1db" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&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/6530036259250507647-6569377257338905236?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='CANÇÃO PARA JESUS'/><link rel='enclosure' type='cancaoparajesuspormeimei' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/6569377257338905236/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=6569377257338905236&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/6569377257338905236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/6569377257338905236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/cancao-para-jesus.html' title='CANÇÃO PARA JESUS'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MM5G5kaFS98/TtOxN8vchdI/AAAAAAAAFjw/J_ex68V3Xhc/s72-c/m%25C3%25A3e-de-jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-2257938690834142537</id><published>2011-12-23T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T00:00:00.076-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natal'/><title type='text'>O DIVINO SERVIDOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jfoPekaQSdQ/TvL3rwOefrI/AAAAAAAAF3w/uoAjYLHVm2c/s1600/presepio-1010438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jfoPekaQSdQ/TvL3rwOefrI/AAAAAAAAF3w/uoAjYLHVm2c/s320/presepio-1010438.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O presépio é talvez a mais antiga forma de caracterização do Natal. Sabe-se que foi Francisco de Assis, na cidade italiana de Greccio, em 1223, o primeiro a usar a manjedoura com figuras esculpidas formando um presépio, tal qual o conhecemos hoje. A idéia surgiu enquanto o santo lia, numa de suas longas noites dedicadas à oração, um trecho de São Lucas que lembrava o nascimento de Cristo. Resolveu então montá-lo em tamanho natural, em uma gruta de sua cidade. O que restou desse presépio encontra-se atualmente na Basílica de Santa Maria Maior, em Roma.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Presépio significa em hebraico "a manjedoura dos animais", mas a palavra é usada com freqüência para indicar o próprio estábulo. Jesus ao nascer foi reclinado em um presépio que provavelmente seria urna manjedoura, como as muitas que existiam nas grutas naturais da Palestina, utilizadas para recolher animais. Outra versão é que o presépio de Jesus era feito de barro, aproveitando-se uma saliência da rocha e adaptando-a para tal finalidade. Esta é, sem dúvida, a versão mais aceita.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O presépio de São Francisco incluía uma manjedoura, acima da qual foi improvisado um altar. Nesse cenário ocorreu a missa da meia-noite, na qual o próprio santo com a vestimenta de diácono cantou o Evangelho juntamente com o povo simples e pronunciou um sermão sobre o nascimento do Menino Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Conta-se que naquela noite especial, enquanto o Santo proferia as palavras do Evangelho sobre o nascimento do Menino Jesus, todos os presentes puderam ver uma criança em seu colo, envolvida em um raio de luz. A cena foi narrada em 1229 por Tommaso da Celano, biógrafo de Francisco de Assis. Desde então, os presépios foram se tornando cada vez mais populares e, além das figuras tradicionais do Menino Jesus deitado na manjedoura, Maria e José, acabaram incluindo uma enorme variedade de personagens como os pastores, os Reis Magos, a estrela e os animais.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;No Brasil, em muitos estados do Nordeste, até hoje a montagem dos presépios é acompanhada de danças e festejos conhecidos como Pastorinhas, versões brasileiras dos autos de Natal, que eram encenações do nascimento de Jesus típicas de algumas regiões da Europa, como a Provença, na França.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Autor desconhecido]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quando Jesus nasceu, uma estrela mais brilhante que as outras luzia, a pleno céu, indicando a manjedoura. A princípio, pouca gente lhe conhecia a missão sublime.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Em verdade, porém, assumindo a forma de uma criança, vinha Ele, da parte de Deus, nosso Pai Celestial, a fim de santificar os homens e iluminar os caminhos do mundo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O Supremo Senhor que no-lo enviou é o Deus de Todas as Coisas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Milhões de mundos estão governados por suas mãos. Seu poder tudo abrange, desde o Sol distante até o verme que se arrasta sob nossos pés; e Jesus, emissário d’Ele na Terra, modificou o mundo inteiro. Ensinando e amando, aproximou as criaturas entre si, espalhou as sementes da compaixão fraternal, dando ensejo à fundação de hospitais e escolas, templos e instituições, consagrados à elevação da Humanidade. Influenciou, com seus exemplos e lições, nos grandes impérios, obrigando príncipes e administradores, egoístas e maus, a modificarem programas de governo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Depois de sua vinda, as prisões infernais, a escravidão do homem pelo homem, a sentença de morte indiscriminada a quanto não pensassem de acordo com os mais poderosos, deram lugar à bondade salvadora, ao respeito pela dignidade humana e pela redenção da vida, pouco a pouco. Além dessas gigantescas obras, nos domínios da experiência material, Jesus, convertendo-se em Mestre Divino das almas, fez ainda muito mais. Provou ao homem a possibilidade de construir o Reino da Paz, dentro do próprio coração, abrindo a estrada celeste à felicidade de cada um de nós.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Entretanto, o maior embaixador do Céu para a Terra foi igualmente criança. Viveu num lar humilde e pobre, tanto quanto ocorre a milhões de meninos, mas não passou a infância despreocupadamente. Possuiu companheiros carinhosos e brincou junto deles. No entanto, era visto diariamente a trabalhar numa carpintaria modesta. Vivia com disciplina. Tinha deveres para com o serrote, o martelo e os livros.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Por representar o Supremo Poder, na Terra, não se movia à vontade, sem ocupações definidas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nunca se sentiu superior aos pequenos que o cercavam e jamais se dedicou à humilhação dos semelhantes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Eis porque o jovem mantido à solta, sem obrigações de servir, atender e respeitar, permanece em grande perigo. Filho de pais ricos ou pobres, o menino desocupado é invariavelmente um vagabundo. E o vagabundo aspira ao título de malfeitor, em todas as circunstâncias. Ainda que não possua orientadores esclarecidos no ambiente em que respira, o jovem deve procurar o trabalho edificante, em que possa ser útil ao bem geral, pois se o próprio Jesus, que não precisava de qualquer amparo humano, exemplificou o serviço ao próximo, desde os anos mais tenros, que não devemos fazer a fim de aproveitar o tempo que nos é concedido na Terra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Livro: Alvorada Cristã – Médium: Francisco Cândido Xavier – Espírito: Néio Lúcio]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=f23a34f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&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/6530036259250507647-2257938690834142537?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='O DIVINO SERVIDOR'/><link rel='enclosure' type='alvoradacristaneioluciofranciscocandidoxavier' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/2257938690834142537/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=2257938690834142537&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2257938690834142537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2257938690834142537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-divino-servidor.html' title='O DIVINO SERVIDOR'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jfoPekaQSdQ/TvL3rwOefrI/AAAAAAAAF3w/uoAjYLHVm2c/s72-c/presepio-1010438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-9144072694874019523</id><published>2011-12-22T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T07:28:45.925-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natal'/><title type='text'>NO NATAL</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EtFuojgsQ2w/TuZkKznlvoI/AAAAAAAAFtA/0xqIm5dscBE/s1600/santa-maria-mae-de-deus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EtFuojgsQ2w/TuZkKznlvoI/AAAAAAAAFtA/0xqIm5dscBE/s400/santa-maria-mae-de-deus.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O cântico das legiões angélicas, na Noite Divina, expressa o programa do Pai acerca do apostolado que se reservaria ao Mestre nascente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O louvor celeste sintetiza, em três enunciados pequeninos, a plataforma do Cristianismo inteiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Glória Deus nas Alturas, significando o imperativo de nossa consagração ao Senhor Supremo, de todo o coração e de toda a alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Paz na Terra, traduzindo a fraternidade que nos compete incentivar, no plano de cada dia, com todas as criaturas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Boa Vontade para com os homens, definindo as nossas obrigações de serviço espontâneo, uns à frente dos outros, no grande roteiro da Humanidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O Natal exprime renovação da alma e do mundo, nas bases do Amor, da Solidariedade e do Trabalho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Dantes, os que se anunciavam, em nome de Deus, exibiam a púrpura dos triunfadores sobre o acervo de cadáveres e despojos dos vencidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Com o Enviado Celeste, que surge na Manjedoura, temos o Divino Vencedor arrebanhando os fracos e os sofredores, os pobres e os humildes para a revelação do Bem Universal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Dantes, exércitos e armadilhas, flagelos e punhais, chuvas de lodo e lama para a conquista sanguinolenta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Agora, porém, e um Coração armado de Amor, aberto à compreensão de todas as dores, ao encontro das almas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não amaldiçoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não condena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não fere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Fortalecem as boas obras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ensina e passa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Auxilia e segue adiante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Consola os aflitos, sem esquecer-se de consagrar o júbilo esponsalício de Caná.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Reconforta-se com os discípulos no jardim doméstico; todavia, não desampara a multidão na praça pública.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Exalta as virtudes femininas no Lar de Pedro; contudo, não menospreza a Madalena transviada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Partilha o pão singelo dos pescadores, mas não menoscaba o banquete dos publicanos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Cura Bartimeu, o cego esquecido; entretanto, não olvida Zaqueu, o rico enganado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Estima a nobreza dos amigos; contudo, não desdenha a cruz entre os ladrões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O Cristo na Manjedoura representava o Pai na Terra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O cristão no mundo é o Cristo dentro da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Natal! Glória a Deus! Paz na Terra! Boa Vontade para com os Homens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se já podes ouvir a mensagem da Noite Inesquecível, recorda que a Boa Vontade para com todas as criaturas é o nosso dever de sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Do livro Antologia Mediúnica do Natal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Francisco Cândido Xavier - Espíritos Diversos]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Esta é a melhor lição que alguém ministrou na grande universidade da vida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A lição da solidariedade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A lição da fraternidade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A verdadeira lição do Amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Pois foi esta a lição de um homem chamado Jesus que, arrancou-se das distâncias infinitas da eternidade, veio à Terra, fez-se homem como você e se entregou para a nossa salvação.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Que prova de Amor existe que seja maior do que esta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Padre Marcelo Rossi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/6530036259250507647-9144072694874019523?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='NO NATAL'/><link rel='enclosure' type='nonatalfranciscocandidoxavier' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/9144072694874019523/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=9144072694874019523&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/9144072694874019523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/9144072694874019523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-natal.html' title='NO NATAL'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EtFuojgsQ2w/TuZkKznlvoI/AAAAAAAAFtA/0xqIm5dscBE/s72-c/santa-maria-mae-de-deus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-8017330647979927987</id><published>2011-12-21T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T00:00:08.281-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natal'/><title type='text'>A MANJEDOURA</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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmzquVhNU2Y/TuZj67OkEXI/AAAAAAAAFs4/QJvt4Z3u8j8/s1600/07008meninojesus.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmzquVhNU2Y/TuZj67OkEXI/AAAAAAAAFs4/QJvt4Z3u8j8/s1600/07008meninojesus.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;As comemorações do Natal conduzem-nos o entendimento à eterna lição de humildade de Jesus, no momento preciso em que a sua mensagem de amor felicitou o coração das criaturas, fazendo-nos sentir, ainda, o sabor de atualidade dos seus divinos ensinamentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A Manjedoura foi o Caminho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A exemplificação era a Verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O Calvário constituía a Vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sem o Caminho, o homem terrestre não atingirá os tesouros da Verdade e da Vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;É por isso que, emaranhados no cipoal da ambição menos digna, os povos modernos, perdendo o roteiro da simplicidade cristã, desgarra-se da estrada que os conduziria à evolução definitiva, com o Evangelho do Senhor. Sem ele, que constitui o assunto de todas as ciências espirituais, perderam-se as criaturas humanas, nos desfiladeiros escabrosos da impiedade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Debalde, invoca-se o prestígio das religiões numerosas, que se afastaram da Religião Única, que é a Verdade ou a Exemplificação com o Cristo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Com as doutrinas da Índia, mesmo no seio de suas filosofias mais avançadas, vemos os párias miseráveis morrendo de fome, à porta suntuosa dos pagodes de ouro das castas privilegiadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Com o budismo e com o xintoísmo, temos o Japão e a China mergulhados num oceano de metralha e de sangue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Com o Alcorão e com o judaísmo, temos as nefandas disputas da Palestina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Com o catolicismo, que mais de perto deveria representar o pensamento evangélico, na civilização ocidental, vemos basílicas suntuosas e frias, onde já se extinguiram quase todas as luzes da fé. Aí dentro, com os requintes da ciência sem consciência e do raciocínio sem coração, assistimos as guerras absurdas da conquista pela força, identificamos o veneno das doutrinas extremistas e perversoras, verificamos a onda pesada de sangue fratricida, nas revoluções injustificáveis, e anotamos a revivescência das perseguições inquisitórias da Idade Média, com as mais sombrias perspectivas de destruição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Um sopro de morte atira ao mundo atual supremo cartel de desafio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Não obstante o progresso material sente a alma humana que sinistros vaticínios lhe pesam sobre a fronte. É que a tempestade de amargura na dolorosa transição do momento significa que o homem se mantém muito distante da Verdade e da Vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;As lembranças do Natal, porém, na sua simplicidade, indicam à Terra o caminho da Manjedoura... Sem ele, os povos do mundo não alcançarão as fontes regeneradoras da fraternidade e da paz. Sem ele, tudo serão perturbação e sofrimento nas almas, presas no turbilhão das trevas angustiosas, porque essa estrada providencial para os corações humanos é ainda o Caminho esquecido da Humildade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Emmanuel, d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;o livro  Antologia Mediúnica do Natal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Francisco Cândido Xavier]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nunca alguém tão grande se fez tão pequeno para tornar grandes os pequenos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Augusto Cury]&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/6530036259250507647-8017330647979927987?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='A MANJEDOURA'/><link rel='enclosure' type='amanjedouraporemmanuelechicoxavier' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/8017330647979927987/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=8017330647979927987&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8017330647979927987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8017330647979927987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/manjedoura.html' title='A MANJEDOURA'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmzquVhNU2Y/TuZj67OkEXI/AAAAAAAAFs4/QJvt4Z3u8j8/s72-c/07008meninojesus.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-7920193804471846645</id><published>2011-12-20T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T06:43:02.980-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natal'/><title type='text'>PENSAMENTO NATALINO</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 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/-XPb0o_kmDE4/Tu42BM9TvOI/AAAAAAAAFxU/AMn2u97tLbA/s1600/three-boys-laughing_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPb0o_kmDE4/Tu42BM9TvOI/AAAAAAAAFxU/AMn2u97tLbA/s1600/three-boys-laughing_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu sempre pensei em Natal como um tempo bom; um bem, perdão, generosidade, época agradável; uma época em que os homens e mulheres parecem abrir os corações deles/delas espontaneamente, e assim eu digo, Deus abençoe o Natal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Charles Dickens]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A melhor mensagem de Natal é aquela que sai em silêncio de nossos corações e aquece com ternura os corações daqueles que nos acompanham em nossa caminhada pela vida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;[autor desconhecido]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=9c2b1ec" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&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/6530036259250507647-7920193804471846645?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/7920193804471846645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=7920193804471846645&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7920193804471846645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7920193804471846645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/pensamento-natalino.html' title='PENSAMENTO NATALINO'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPb0o_kmDE4/Tu42BM9TvOI/AAAAAAAAFxU/AMn2u97tLbA/s72-c/three-boys-laughing_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-6419526024172354037</id><published>2011-12-19T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T16:37:18.597-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natal'/><title type='text'>AMOR INSUPERÁVEL</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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sootVV4zeDQ/Tu4yl_C3_SI/AAAAAAAAFxE/eVsBsr6H07w/s1600/Mestre+jesus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sootVV4zeDQ/Tu4yl_C3_SI/AAAAAAAAFxE/eVsBsr6H07w/s1600/Mestre+jesus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[Jesus Cristo, pintura de &lt;a href="http://www.rosateubl.com.br/"&gt;Rosa Teubl&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=d89047b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ele veio à luz numa noite quase fria e para aquecê-lO, serviram-se os pais de palhas e feno, destinadas aos animais do local onde se abrigavam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Teve Sua vida ameaçada, desde os meses primeiros, por quem temia se ver destituído do trono das vaidades.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Vagou por terras estrangeiras, retornando à cidade de Seus pais, para crescer em graça e vitalidade.&amp;nbsp;O clima político era de intranquilidade. O povo a que pertencia era escravo de nação arbitrária e dominadora.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O governo estava centrado no acúmulo das riquezas e na manutenção do poder pela força, desde que lhe faleciam razões outras.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Toda vez que lhe mencionariam o nome, ao longo dos séculos que viriam após, seria lembrado como Aquele que viera de cidade das menos expressivas de Sua nação.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Seu pai não detinha projeção social. Era carpinteiro e cedo, Suas mãos longas e finas passaram a modelar a madeira.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quando o tempo se fez próprio, fez-Se conhecer dos homens, servindo-Se de frases ditas muitos séculos antes de Sua vinda.&amp;nbsp;Frases de conhecimento popular, repetidas de geração a geração, em cânticos de esperança.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas aqueles mesmos para quem viera, não O reconheceram. Esperavam alguém cheio de pompa e Ele fez-Se pequeno, para amar e servir aos homens.Acusaram-nO de crime de sacrilégio porque ousou afirmar a Sua filiação Divina, desvelando-nos o Pai de todos nós.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Chamou os que O seguiam de amigos, patenteando que a amizade é dos mais puros sentimentos.&amp;nbsp;Afirmou que Se ofereceria em holocausto, no momento oportuno e que, pelos Seus amigos, daria a própria vida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Lecionou a alegria, fazendo-Se presente em momentos de importância da vida de parentes e pessoas que desejavam com Ele partilhar o pão, a mesa, a amizade.Abençoou com Sua presença um casamento, assinalando a importância da família.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Chamou a Si os pequenos, afirmando da importância do período infantil e, educador excepcional, disse das graves responsabilidades de se bem conduzir essa quadra da vida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Esteve com os jovens e, idealista, convidou-os para O seguirem, a fim de que tivessem a sua juventude abençoada pelo amor imperecível.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Fez da natureza Seu templo e Sua escola, chamando a atenção dos que O ouviam para as coisas pequeninas.O grão de mostarda, a figueira improdutiva, a sega no momento apropriado, a periodicidade das estações, uma folha de árvore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ensinou a nobreza no sacrifício por amor à verdade. Com Seu sangue regou o ânimo dos que Se lhe tornariam seguidores, no transcorrer dos anos.Retornando do país do Além, Ele que fora abandonado, traído, apresentou-Se para consolar os amigos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Atestou a Imortalidade com a Sua presença, permitindo-Se tocar, apalpar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Conhecedor das necessidades humanas mais primárias, não Se pejou em preparar, na praia, o fogo, oferecendo aos amigos pescadores, o alimento, em Seu retorno das lides.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Foi filho amoroso, amigo incondicional, servidor da Humanidade.Nada exigiu. Exemplificou a perfeição e, num convite veemente, estabeleceu que quem O desejasse imitar, bastava tomar de Sua cruz e segui-lO.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O que Ele fazia, todos podiam realizar.Não prometeu recursos amoedados ou situações de privilégio. Ele era o Modelo e Guia, sem sequer possuir uma pedra para repousar a cabeça.Não era excepcional, afirmava. Filho do Pai Excelso, comungando de Sua vontade, revelou-nos a nossa filiação Divina.E no Seu testamento de amor afirmou que somos os herdeiros das estrelas, os senhores dos astros, viajores do Universo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Chamam-no Nazareno, Amigo Celeste, Galileu, filho de Deus.Não importa. Ele é Jesus, o amor insuperável. Nosso Mestre, Amigo, Irmão.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Redação do Momento Espírita, 13/12/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...Mestre obrigada por tudo, eu te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Gislene]&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/6530036259250507647-6419526024172354037?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/6419526024172354037/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=6419526024172354037&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/6419526024172354037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/6419526024172354037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/amor-insuperavel.html' title='AMOR INSUPERÁVEL'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sootVV4zeDQ/Tu4yl_C3_SI/AAAAAAAAFxE/eVsBsr6H07w/s72-c/Mestre+jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-3424453533083109202</id><published>2011-12-18T00:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T17:33:37.978-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lygia Fagundes Telles'/><title type='text'>DA CORAGEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NCiQ1exSzyM/TuvEGCMQ9tI/AAAAAAAAFwc/905QIF1pEcY/s1600/20110325_1427164375.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NCiQ1exSzyM/TuvEGCMQ9tI/AAAAAAAAFwc/905QIF1pEcY/s400/20110325_1427164375.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quero te dizer que nós as criaturas humanas, vivemos muito (ou deixamos de viver) em função das imaginações geradas pelo nosso medo. Imaginamos conseqüências, censuras, sofrimentos que talvez não venham nunca e assim fugimos ao que é mais vital, mais profundo, mais vivo. A verdade, meu querido, é que a vida, o mundo dobra-se sempre às nossas decisões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Lygia Fagundes Telles]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O homem é feito de tal modo que quando alguma coisa incendeia a sua alma, as impossibilidades desaparecem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Jean de La Fontaine]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;foto ator Rodrigo Santoro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&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/6530036259250507647-3424453533083109202?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/3424453533083109202/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=3424453533083109202&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/3424453533083109202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/3424453533083109202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/da-coragem.html' title='DA CORAGEM'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NCiQ1exSzyM/TuvEGCMQ9tI/AAAAAAAAFwc/905QIF1pEcY/s72-c/20110325_1427164375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-130852322838846708</id><published>2011-12-17T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T00:03:44.834-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernanda Gaona'/><title type='text'>MEUS ENIGMAS</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-28A2Ot-CGQA/TuvuSeGne8I/AAAAAAAAFws/TeRO0mgSjk4/s1600/tumblr_l2uhf0Z5jY1qadar8o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-28A2Ot-CGQA/TuvuSeGne8I/AAAAAAAAFws/TeRO0mgSjk4/s400/tumblr_l2uhf0Z5jY1qadar8o1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"E o meu exercício diário continua sendo decifrar as questões que a vida me dá. É quase um malabarismo, onde manter a lucidez é imprescindível. Então vasculho todos os espaços existentes em mim, e percebo que não preciso ter todas as respostas, basta não me fazer de desentendida e aceitar todas as perguntas. O maior erro do ser humano não é o vacilo que muitas vezes comete, mas se submeter a cegueira para obter somente a resposta que lhe interessa!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Fernanda Gaona]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-130852322838846708?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/130852322838846708/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=130852322838846708&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/130852322838846708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/130852322838846708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/meus-enigmas.html' title='MEUS ENIGMAS'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-28A2Ot-CGQA/TuvuSeGne8I/AAAAAAAAFws/TeRO0mgSjk4/s72-c/tumblr_l2uhf0Z5jY1qadar8o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-370826531482736753</id><published>2011-12-16T00:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T14:47:49.080-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikos Kazantzakis'/><title type='text'>ESTRANHA MÁQUINA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tE87LnNUB74/TtanG5iv36I/AAAAAAAAFlg/tpodPGz0ACQ/s1600/316869_268000413247282_172982296082428_716788_1035476235_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tE87LnNUB74/TtanG5iv36I/AAAAAAAAFlg/tpodPGz0ACQ/s400/316869_268000413247282_172982296082428_716788_1035476235_n_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Que máquina estranha é o homem. Você o abastece com pão, vinho, peixe e rabanetes e o que sai são suspiros, risadas e sonhos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Nikos Kazantzakis]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;fonte&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://infinitoparticulardalva.blogspot.com/"&gt;I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://infinitoparticulardalva.blogspot.com/"&gt;NFINITO PARTICULAR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/6530036259250507647-370826531482736753?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='ESTRANHA MÁQUINA'/><link rel='enclosure' type='estranhamaquinaeohomem' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/370826531482736753/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=370826531482736753&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/370826531482736753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/370826531482736753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/estranha-maquina.html' title='ESTRANHA MÁQUINA'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tE87LnNUB74/TtanG5iv36I/AAAAAAAAFlg/tpodPGz0ACQ/s72-c/316869_268000413247282_172982296082428_716788_1035476235_n_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-4658353923304318741</id><published>2011-12-15T00:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T14:12:44.472-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ana Jácomo'/><title type='text'>ALMA AMIGA, ALMA AFIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqUm2rKnEX4/TqmJ_uKGt8I/AAAAAAAAFCI/uHhmW53Oi_Y/s1600/Transition.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqUm2rKnEX4/TqmJ_uKGt8I/AAAAAAAAFCI/uHhmW53Oi_Y/s400/Transition.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"... Os encontros mais importantes já foram combinados pelas almas antes mesmo que os corpos se vejam..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Paulo Coelho]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Conta pra mim de onde a gente se conhece. De onde vem a sensação de que sempre esteve aqui, quando eu sei que não estava. Conta por que nada do que diz sobre você me parece novidade, como se eu estivesse lá, nos lugares que relembra, quando eu sei que não estive. Conta onde nasce essa familiaridade toda com os seus olhos. Onde nasce a facilidade para ouvir a música de cada um dos seus sorrisos. Onde nasce essa compreensão das coisas que revela quando cala. Conta de onde vem a intuição da sua existência tanto tempo antes de nos encontrarmos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Conta pra mim de onde a gente se conhece. De onde vem o sentimento de que a sua história, absolutamente nova, é como um livro que releio aos poucos e, ao longo das páginas, apenas recordo trechos que esqueci. Conta de onde vem a sensação de que nos conhecemos muito mais do que imaginamos. De que ouvimos muito além do que dizemos. De que as palavras, às vezes, são até desnecessárias. Conta de onde vem essa vontade que parece tão antiga de que os pássaros cantem perto da sua janela quando cada manhã acorda. De onde vem essa prece que repito a cada noite, como se a fizesse desde sempre, para que todo dia seu possa dormir em paz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Conta pra mim de onde a gente se conhece. De onde vem essa repentina admiração tão perene. De onde vem o sentimento de que nossas almas dialogavam muito antes dos nossos olhos se tocarem. Conta por que tudo o que é precioso no seu mundo me parece que já era também no meu. De onde vem esse bem-querer assim tão fácil, assim tão fluido, assim tão puro. Conta de onde vem essa certeza de que, de alguma maneira, a minha vida e a sua seguirão próximas, como eu sinto que nunca deixaram de estar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Conta pra mim por que, por mais que a gente viva, o amor nos surpreende tanto toda vez que vem à tona.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Ana Jácomo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=0f6a259" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-4658353923304318741?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='ALMA AMIGA, ALMA AFIM'/><link rel='enclosure' type='poemadasalmasafins' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/4658353923304318741/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=4658353923304318741&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4658353923304318741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/4658353923304318741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/alma-amiga-alma-afim.html' title='ALMA AMIGA, ALMA AFIM'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqUm2rKnEX4/TqmJ_uKGt8I/AAAAAAAAFCI/uHhmW53Oi_Y/s72-c/Transition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-2971060922974838888</id><published>2011-12-14T00:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T09:50:57.746-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martha Medeiros'/><title type='text'>TUA COMPANHIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v5UTZM_X5dA/Td8WRSER68I/AAAAAAAAEow/ZqUwX3GM8OQ/s1600/5733223190_2641f36e55_z_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v5UTZM_X5dA/Td8WRSER68I/AAAAAAAAEow/ZqUwX3GM8OQ/s400/5733223190_2641f36e55_z_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Disfarçamos nosso abandono com frases ousadas e sem verdade alguma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O que a gente gostaria de dizer, mesmo, é: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;me dê sua mão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Martha Medeiros]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;No meio do caos, da nossa falta de tempo e de ombro, qualquer sentir colado nos reajusta. Tudo parece novo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Priscila Rôde]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=7637764" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&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/6530036259250507647-2971060922974838888?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='TUA COMPANHIA'/><link rel='enclosure' type='dacompanhia' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/2971060922974838888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=2971060922974838888&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2971060922974838888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2971060922974838888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/tua-companhia.html' title='TUA COMPANHIA'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v5UTZM_X5dA/Td8WRSER68I/AAAAAAAAEow/ZqUwX3GM8OQ/s72-c/5733223190_2641f36e55_z_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-142912261449667347</id><published>2011-12-13T00:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T00:00:05.582-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernanda Gaona'/><title type='text'>DAS ESCOLHAS</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 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/-yvdUy4GcMYU/TuaCAfn-AVI/AAAAAAAAFuI/1wc36ZbpC_I/s1600/tumblr_luitn9vnEc1qjvmk0o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yvdUy4GcMYU/TuaCAfn-AVI/AAAAAAAAFuI/1wc36ZbpC_I/s400/tumblr_luitn9vnEc1qjvmk0o1_500_large.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Eu prefiro as pessoas que conseguem ver o lado claro das coisas mesmo que todo dia anoiteça. Gente que se abala com os fatos sim, mas que não quer derrubar a estrutura do outro só pra vê-lo no mesmo nível em que estão. Com o tempo a gente aprende que todos têm o ônus e o bônus, mas poucos conseguem carregar dores e doçuras sem despejar em ninguém suas amarguras. &lt;b&gt;Eu ainda acredito mais em sonhadores incuráveis do que em caçadores de mágoas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Fernanda Gaona]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-142912261449667347?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='DAS ESCOLHAS'/><link rel='enclosure' type='unseoutros' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/142912261449667347/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=142912261449667347&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/142912261449667347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/142912261449667347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/das-escolhas.html' title='DAS ESCOLHAS'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yvdUy4GcMYU/TuaCAfn-AVI/AAAAAAAAFuI/1wc36ZbpC_I/s72-c/tumblr_luitn9vnEc1qjvmk0o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-1838791466019398886</id><published>2011-12-12T00:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T12:05:19.501-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Leminski'/><title type='text'>SINTO QUE,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8KbF-bUl9Ts/TtaiQVxgm8I/AAAAAAAAFlY/mrepDMW55EI/s1600/tumblr_lhyrhevL411qdkv4ro1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8KbF-bUl9Ts/TtaiQVxgm8I/AAAAAAAAFlY/mrepDMW55EI/s1600/tumblr_lhyrhevL411qdkv4ro1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;pelos caminhos que ando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;um dia vai ser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;só não sei quando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Paulo Leminski]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-1838791466019398886?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='SINTO QUE,'/><link rel='enclosure' type='umdiavaiser' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/1838791466019398886/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=1838791466019398886&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/1838791466019398886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/1838791466019398886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/sinto-que.html' title='SINTO QUE,'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8KbF-bUl9Ts/TtaiQVxgm8I/AAAAAAAAFlY/mrepDMW55EI/s72-c/tumblr_lhyrhevL411qdkv4ro1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-2058604077824548124</id><published>2011-12-11T11:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T11:19:01.220-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coelho'/><title type='text'>APRENDO COM PAULO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5H--bwZHxXw/Tt_FIIDJt2I/AAAAAAAAFnY/HuGA0dyJcjo/s1600/310910_287933301226413_135074093179002_1128015_1615747883_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5H--bwZHxXw/Tt_FIIDJt2I/AAAAAAAAFnY/HuGA0dyJcjo/s400/310910_287933301226413_135074093179002_1128015_1615747883_n_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Os homens de má vontade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A seguinte oração foi encontrada entre os pertences pessoais de um judeu, morto num campo de concentração:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Senhor: quando vieres na Tua glória, não te lembres apenas dos homens de boa vontade. Lembra-te também dos homens de má vontade."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"E, no dia do Julgamento, não Te lembres apenas de suas crueldades, sevícias, e violências: lembra-te também dos frutos que produzimos por causa do que eles nos fizeram. Lembra-te da paciência, da coragem, da confraternização, da humildade, da grandeza de alma e da fidelidade, que nossos carrascos terminaram por despertar em nossas almas."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Concede então, Senhor, que os frutos por nós produzidos possam servir para redimir os homens de má vontade."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://g1.globo.com/platb/paulocoelho/"&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-2058604077824548124?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='APRENDO COM PAULO'/><link rel='enclosure' type='oshomensdemavontadeporpaulocoelho' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/2058604077824548124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=2058604077824548124&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2058604077824548124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2058604077824548124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/aprendo-com-paulo.html' title='APRENDO COM PAULO'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5H--bwZHxXw/Tt_FIIDJt2I/AAAAAAAAFnY/HuGA0dyJcjo/s72-c/310910_287933301226413_135074093179002_1128015_1615747883_n_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-7866801876192612381</id><published>2011-12-10T00:00:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T01:47:09.002-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicholas Sparks'/><title type='text'>O DOM DO AMOR</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/-nXEdJUOM8IA/TuJtqv6GS_I/AAAAAAAAFrQ/1ZN9dAcCYaA/s1600/etiopia_43262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nXEdJUOM8IA/TuJtqv6GS_I/AAAAAAAAFrQ/1ZN9dAcCYaA/s1600/etiopia_43262.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[criança nigeriana, &lt;a href="http://msf.org.br/"&gt;MSF&lt;/a&gt;, Médicos Sem Fronteiras]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"(...) ainda acredito no dom do amor. E quero que acredite nele, também. Você merece isso em sua vida, pois nada pode ser mais pleno do que o próprio amor."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Nicholas Sparks em: A Última Música]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Comprimidos aliviam a dor, mas só o amor alivia o sofrimento."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Patch Adams, médico norte-americano]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"You may say, I'm a dreamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;But I'm not the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I hope some day you'll join us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And the world will live as one"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Você pode dizer que eu sou um sonhador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas eu não sou o único&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Espero que um dia você junte-se a nós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E o mundo viverá como um só"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[John Lennon]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=8aeb972" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-7866801876192612381?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='O DOM DO AMOR'/><link rel='enclosure' type='odomdoamor' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/7866801876192612381/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=7866801876192612381&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7866801876192612381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7866801876192612381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-dom-do-amor.html' title='O DOM DO AMOR'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nXEdJUOM8IA/TuJtqv6GS_I/AAAAAAAAFrQ/1ZN9dAcCYaA/s72-c/etiopia_43262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-5427863782074222267</id><published>2011-12-09T13:10:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T13:15:44.052-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lya Luft'/><title type='text'>MATURIDADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QKYRMuok5oE/Tdap0JZR5bI/AAAAAAAAEn4/NRaxyusYSiI/s1600/amor+e+o+mar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QKYRMuok5oE/Tdap0JZR5bI/AAAAAAAAEn4/NRaxyusYSiI/s1600/amor+e+o+mar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"A maturidade me permite olhar com menos ilusões, aceitar com menos sofrimento, entender com mais tranquilidade, querer com mais doçura."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Lya Luft]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=17ccad3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-5427863782074222267?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='MATURIDADE'/><link rel='enclosure' type='maturidade' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/5427863782074222267/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=5427863782074222267&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/5427863782074222267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/5427863782074222267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/maturidade.html' title='MATURIDADE'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QKYRMuok5oE/Tdap0JZR5bI/AAAAAAAAEn4/NRaxyusYSiI/s72-c/amor+e+o+mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-2415841933207625500</id><published>2011-12-08T00:00:00.028-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T00:00:01.025-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rubem Alves'/><title type='text'>UM NOVO OLHAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rr84n3CryTQ/Tt9Yt6_yGgI/AAAAAAAAFnI/YKGy9ZAJEFU/s1600/2806133048_c39730e9ec_z_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rr84n3CryTQ/Tt9Yt6_yGgI/AAAAAAAAFnI/YKGy9ZAJEFU/s1600/2806133048_c39730e9ec_z_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nossos olhos são seletivos, nós "focalizamos" o que queremos ver e deixamos de ver o restante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Escolha focalizar o lado melhor, mais bonito, mais vibrante das coisas, assim como um girassol escolhe sempre estar virado para o sol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Você já reparou como é fácil ficar baixo astral? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Baixo astral porque está chovendo, porque tem conta a pagar, porque não tem exatamente o dinheiro ou a aparência que gostaria de ter, porque ainda não encontrou o amor da sua vida, porque a pessoa que você quer e não te quer, porque... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;É claro que tem hora que a gente não está bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas a nossa atitude deveria ser a de uma antena que tenta, ao máximo possível, pegar o lado bom da vida. Na natureza, nós temos uma antena que é assim: o girassol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O girassol se volta para onde o sol estiver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mesmo que o sol esteja escondido atrás de uma nuvem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nós temos de aprender a realçar o que de bom recebemos. Aprender a ampliar pequenos gestos positivos e transformá-los em grandes acontecimentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Temos de treinar para ser girassol, que busca o sol, a vitalidade, a força, a beleza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Por que só nos preparamos para as viagens, e não para a vida, que é uma viagem? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Apreciar o amor que alguém em um determinado momento dirige a você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Apreciar um sorriso luminoso de alegria de alguém que você gosta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Apreciar uma palavra amiga, que vem soar reconfortante, reanimadora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Apreciar a festa, a alegria, o sorriso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E se o mau humor voltar que volte também a lembrança dos girassóis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Selecione o melhor deste mundo, valorize tudo o que de bonito e bom haja nele e retenha isto dentro de você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[autor desconhecido]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;‎"Quando a luz dos olhos é colorida, o mundo vira um arco-íris".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Rubem Alves]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Há pessoas que transformam a dor em amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Existiram muitas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E o que nos impede de agirmos assim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Só é preciso um novo olhar, &lt;b&gt;um novo olhar&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Gislene]&lt;/span&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/6530036259250507647-2415841933207625500?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='UM NOVO OLHAR'/><link rel='enclosure' type='nossosolhossaoseletivos' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/2415841933207625500/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=2415841933207625500&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2415841933207625500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/2415841933207625500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/um-novo-olhar.html' title='UM NOVO OLHAR'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rr84n3CryTQ/Tt9Yt6_yGgI/AAAAAAAAFnI/YKGy9ZAJEFU/s72-c/2806133048_c39730e9ec_z_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-3570336461008326127</id><published>2011-12-07T00:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T00:00:00.809-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lya Luft'/><title type='text'>GENTE BONITA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MWLuH_ICM2E/Tsb4ALToEPI/AAAAAAAAFdU/5uAnhhoKTiE/s1600/tumblr_lu7m22Shua1qdtw4xo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MWLuH_ICM2E/Tsb4ALToEPI/AAAAAAAAFdU/5uAnhhoKTiE/s400/tumblr_lu7m22Shua1qdtw4xo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Há gente que, em vez de destruir, constrói; em lugar de invejar, presenteia; em vez de envenenar, embeleza; em lugar de dilacerar, reúne e agrega.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Lya Luft]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-3570336461008326127?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='GENTE BONITA'/><link rel='enclosure' type='gentebonita' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/3570336461008326127/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=3570336461008326127&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/3570336461008326127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/3570336461008326127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/gente-bonita.html' title='GENTE BONITA'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MWLuH_ICM2E/Tsb4ALToEPI/AAAAAAAAFdU/5uAnhhoKTiE/s72-c/tumblr_lu7m22Shua1qdtw4xo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-106803896052972435</id><published>2011-12-06T00:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:52:30.979-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinícius de Moraes'/><title type='text'>TAURINA, POR VINÍCIUS E QUIROGA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DGj0cRekEUs/Tt1CTv2N1MI/AAAAAAAAFnA/sakNAaHPf5o/s1600/ouvindo-radio-piscina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DGj0cRekEUs/Tt1CTv2N1MI/AAAAAAAAFnA/sakNAaHPf5o/s1600/ouvindo-radio-piscina.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;... Na rádio, Momento Horóscopo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O que é que brilha sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ser ouro? - A mulher de Touro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;É a companheira perfeita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quando levanta ou quando deita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas é mulher exclusivista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se não tem tudo, faz a pista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Depois, que dona-de-casa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E à noite ainda manda brasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sua virtude: a paciência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Seu dia bom: a sexta-feira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sua cor propícia: o verde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;As flores dos seus pendores:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Rosa, flor de macieira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Vinícius de Moraes]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Românticas, sensuais, corajosas e reservadas por um lado. E teimosas, prudentes, caseiras e nervosas pelo outro. Se permitem a atração por pessoas idealistas, daquelas que não conseguem guardar um tostão. Mas casam-se com os que garantam posição sólida e estável. Na verdade, não é o interesse que as motivam a fazer isso, mas a natural inclinação a tudo que brinde com segurança. Não se irritam facilmente, mas quando conseguem tirá-las do sério, conhece-se um outro lado delas, que é furioso, intempestivo e muitas vezes violento. São mulheres com quem pode contar-se nas horas difíceis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Oscar Quiroga]&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/6530036259250507647-106803896052972435?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='TAURINA, POR VINÍCIUS E QUIROGA'/><link rel='enclosure' type='taurinaporviniciusequiroga' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/106803896052972435/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=106803896052972435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/106803896052972435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/106803896052972435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/taurina-por-vinicius-e-quiroga.html' title='TAURINA, POR VINÍCIUS E QUIROGA'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DGj0cRekEUs/Tt1CTv2N1MI/AAAAAAAAFnA/sakNAaHPf5o/s72-c/ouvindo-radio-piscina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-3725103537213524246</id><published>2011-12-05T00:00:00.053-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:00:07.159-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinval Medina'/><title type='text'>INVISÍVEIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5EXgdqVp7c/Tr5FrLImBCI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/N4_tAJJ4qXI/s1600/mar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5EXgdqVp7c/Tr5FrLImBCI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/N4_tAJJ4qXI/s400/mar.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;As feridas da alma só diferem das do corpo por serem invisíveis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Sinval Medina]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-3725103537213524246?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='INVISÍVEIS'/><link rel='enclosure' type='feridasdocorpoedaalmaporsinvalmedina' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/3725103537213524246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=3725103537213524246&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/3725103537213524246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/3725103537213524246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/invisiveis.html' title='INVISÍVEIS'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5EXgdqVp7c/Tr5FrLImBCI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/N4_tAJJ4qXI/s72-c/mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-8716329482434866851</id><published>2011-12-04T00:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T00:00:00.248-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francisco Cândido Xavier'/><title type='text'>RECURSO ANTISSÉPTICO</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/-brIBwo_nGts/TdD2QSDTLwI/AAAAAAAAEnk/uiP7yBYx7zo/s1600/fofoca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-brIBwo_nGts/TdD2QSDTLwI/AAAAAAAAEnk/uiP7yBYx7zo/s400/fofoca.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Sabe você que intriga e queixa, no fundo, são resíduos de doenças da alma, comparáveis a certas culturas microbianas que decorrem de infecções no corpo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Lamentação e pessimismo podem alastrar-se através de contágio mental. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Um alarme falso assemelha-se ao estopim curto que suscita a explosão da calamidade, capaz de ocasionar a morte e a dilapidação física de muitas pessoas; a frase cochichada em que se expressam a leviandade e a maledicência, ao arrastar-se, de casa em casa, é também suscetível de ser o veneno que arrase ou prejudique existências numerosas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Previna-se contra o risco, neutralizando no silêncio qualquer tóxico verbal que alguém lhe esteja administrando. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nesse trabalho de imunização, comece refletindo que todos somos espíritos imortais e que, um dia, todos nos reencontraremos uns com os outros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Aceite os agressores por irmãos enfermos necessitados de tratamento espiritual no pronto-socorro da oração. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Compreenda que nós todos, os espíritos ainda vinculados à evolução terrestre, somos igualmente passíveis de erro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Desculpe qualquer ofensa, seja de quem for ou venha de onde vier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E continue trabalhando de consciência tranqüila, reconhecendo o nosso dever de tolerar os comentários doentes, nas trilhas do cotidiano, com a certeza de que, no mundo, por enquanto, as conversações infelizes fazem parte do inevitável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[pelo Espírito Emmanuel - Do Livro: Buscas e Acharás, Médium: Francisco Cândido Xavier]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-8716329482434866851?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='RECURSO ANTISSÉPTICO'/><link rel='enclosure' type='recursoantisseptico' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/8716329482434866851/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=8716329482434866851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8716329482434866851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/8716329482434866851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/recurso-antisseptico.html' title='RECURSO ANTISSÉPTICO'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-brIBwo_nGts/TdD2QSDTLwI/AAAAAAAAEnk/uiP7yBYx7zo/s72-c/fofoca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-7631593245969212362</id><published>2011-12-03T00:00:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:00:04.004-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antonio Machado'/><title type='text'>DO CAMINHO</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/-qR2rGTboVT4/Tsbvo2cSoSI/AAAAAAAAFc8/eComR2M4eh4/s1600/33946_1748546557004_1339047189_31894299_5626378_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="393" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qR2rGTboVT4/Tsbvo2cSoSI/AAAAAAAAFc8/eComR2M4eh4/s400/33946_1748546557004_1339047189_31894299_5626378_n_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/17928035"&gt;weheartit.com&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Caminhante, não há caminho, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O caminho é feito ao andar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ao andar se faz o caminho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;E ao olhar para trás, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se vê a senda que nunca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Se vai voltar a trilhar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Caminhante não há caminho, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Somente esteira do mar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Antonio Machado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;poeta espanhol - 1875-1939]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-7631593245969212362?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='DO CAMINHO'/><link rel='enclosure' type='docaminho' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/7631593245969212362/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=7631593245969212362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7631593245969212362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7631593245969212362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/do-caminho.html' title='DO CAMINHO'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qR2rGTboVT4/Tsbvo2cSoSI/AAAAAAAAFc8/eComR2M4eh4/s72-c/33946_1748546557004_1339047189_31894299_5626378_n_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-5225732157298511746</id><published>2011-12-02T00:00:00.020-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T00:00:06.037-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natal'/><title type='text'>VEM CHEGANDO O NATAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-syZWQUpbxPs/TtgcMOm0c5I/AAAAAAAAFmU/lIojQGpQMrk/s1600/christmas1_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-syZWQUpbxPs/TtgcMOm0c5I/AAAAAAAAFmU/lIojQGpQMrk/s1600/christmas1_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mais uma vez é Natal. Tempo de alegria, presentes, confraternizações e comemorações. As lojas e ruas são enfeitadas com adereços coloridos e piscantes. As casas ganham melhor visual e as pessoas se tornam mais alegres e solidárias. Em algumas sacadas e janelas a figura do boneco do Papai Noel aparece dependurada, simulando sua chegada. As crianças se encantam e aguardam ansiosas o presente de Natal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Infelizmente o Natal está se transformando numa data comercial, onde a figura principal passou a ser o Papai Noel. Os presentes e as grandes festanças marcam o ponto forte da data.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Mas o que realmente significa o Natal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;No Natal comemora-se o nascimento do Mestre Jesus. Comemora-se a chegada de um espírito iluminado ao planeta Terra, há mais de 2.000 anos, que veio trazer uma mensagem de paz, sabedoria, fraternidade e amor. Não nos esqueçamos que o "espírito do Natal" deve estar presente em todos os dias do ano. Que a fraternidade, a bondade e o amor devem ser uma constante em nossa existência. Que os ensinamentos de Jesus devem ser lembrados e praticados diariamente e que sejam uma bússola a nos conduzir nessa efêmera estadia na matéria. Que vejamos em nosso próximo, um irmão, um companheiro de jornada, um ser a caminho da evolução. Que possamos participar efetivamente da construção de uma sociedade mais justa, fraterna e humana, não ficando somente no plano das ideias, desejos e vontades. Sejamos agentes de mudanças e que possamos contagiar positivamente outras pessoas a trabalhar para um mundo melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Comemoremos, sim, o Natal, mas não esqueçamos do aniversariante – o Mestre Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[autor desconhecido]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-5225732157298511746?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='VEM CHEGANDO O NATAL'/><link rel='enclosure' type='vemchegandoonatal' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/5225732157298511746/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=5225732157298511746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/5225732157298511746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/5225732157298511746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/vem-chegando-o-natal.html' title='VEM CHEGANDO O NATAL'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-syZWQUpbxPs/TtgcMOm0c5I/AAAAAAAAFmU/lIojQGpQMrk/s72-c/christmas1_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-5215226621119040676</id><published>2011-12-01T00:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T00:00:02.589-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecília Meireles'/><title type='text'>DO CORAÇÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7CiPifQEMGc/TsbxW6R4eYI/AAAAAAAAFdE/VsfhFOUSgY4/s1600/20081221224326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7CiPifQEMGc/TsbxW6R4eYI/AAAAAAAAFdE/VsfhFOUSgY4/s1600/20081221224326.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Meu coração, feito de chama, em lugar de sangue derrama um longo rio de esplendor." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Cecília Meireles]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-5215226621119040676?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='DO CORAÇÃO'/><link rel='enclosure' type='myheart' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/5215226621119040676/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=5215226621119040676&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/5215226621119040676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/5215226621119040676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/12/do-coracao.html' title='DO CORAÇÃO'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7CiPifQEMGc/TsbxW6R4eYI/AAAAAAAAFdE/VsfhFOUSgY4/s72-c/20081221224326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-7812164245305738229</id><published>2011-11-30T00:00:00.034-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:02:45.181-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ufologia'/><title type='text'>ESTAMOS SOZINHOS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SMEtHpzE3Yg/TtT7fdCyCFI/AAAAAAAAFkg/Bud90-wWV1o/s1600/Eram-os-deuses-astronautas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SMEtHpzE3Yg/TtT7fdCyCFI/AAAAAAAAFkg/Bud90-wWV1o/s1600/Eram-os-deuses-astronautas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[Ilha de Páscoa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Estamos sozinhos?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O que você acha?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="308" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4E70tDPlRj0?rel=0" width="410"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Esta é a versão cinematográfica do &amp;nbsp;grande clássico &lt;b&gt;"Eram os Deuses Astronautas?", de Erich von Däniken&lt;/b&gt;. Eram os Deuses Astronautas? (Erinnerungen an die Zukunft, no original alemão) baseado em um livro escrito em 1968 pelo suíço Erich von Däniken, onde o autor teoriza a possibilidade das antigas civilizações terrestres serem resultados de alienígenas que para cá teriam se deslocado. Von Däniken apresentou como provas ligações entre as colossais pirâmides egípcias e incas, as quilométricas linhas de Nazca, os misteriosos moais da Ilha de Páscoa, entre outros grandes mistérios arquitetônicos. Ele também cria uma teoria de cruzamentos entre os extraterrestres e espécies primatas, gerando a espécie humana. Dizia o autor também que esses extraterrestres eram considerados divindades pelos antigos povos: daí vem a explicação do título do livro. Unido à época lançada - um ano antes do homem ir à Lua -, von Däniken conseguiu vender milhares de livros e convencer muitos leitores. As teorias defendidas neste e em outros livros de Däniken ainda são tema de discussão, leiga ou acadêmica, contrária ou favorável. Alguns autores exploram o tema da teoria dos astronautas antigos. Däniken se baseou em misteriosos sinais arqueológicos de cinco continentes, inscrições gravadas em pirâmides, ilustrações de calendários astecas e maias - realizações essas de cunho altamente avançado para as suas respectivas épocas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;As pesquisas duraram treze anos, com mais de 100 mil quilômetros em viagens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Produzido originalmente em 1969, este documentário dirigido por Harald Reinl foi rodado em 40 diferentes locais, incluindo México, Egito, Peru e Bolívia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nbySBZtBLAQ/TtT-4QWq-BI/AAAAAAAAFko/iU0F5nbeacA/s1600/UFO-February-6-1967-Zanesville-Ohio-USA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nbySBZtBLAQ/TtT-4QWq-BI/AAAAAAAAFko/iU0F5nbeacA/s400/UFO-February-6-1967-Zanesville-Ohio-USA.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[Zanesville, Ohio/USA, 1967]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Por que os meus olhos teimam em ver o que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;o meu coração já sentiu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Por que sinto que nossa origem é extraterrestre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;e que outros olhos estão nos observando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;e também nos sentindo com o coração?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Será que eles também choram de saudades?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Olho para as estrelas e penso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;nas naves invisíveis que se movimentam interdimensionalmente e são motivadas por razões &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;que só os seus tripulantes sabem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Penso nos povos de outros orbes que nos visitam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;em suas naves fantásticas e, ao mesmo tempo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;lembro-me das diversas guerras em andamento no nosso planeta no momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Pergunto-me se os visitantes espaciais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;estão vendo isso e se não nos consideram &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;meio loucos? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Talvez haja um plano cósmico em andamento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;e nós estamos inseridos nele, mas ainda não sabemos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ou talvez os nossos visitantes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;sejam mais parecidos e próximos de nós do que jamais imaginamos dentro de nossa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;cegueira interdimensional temporária.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quem sabe se, no fundo dos mares, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;no interior da Terra, ou mesmo sob &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;as calotas polares, não há diversas colônias &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;ou bases extraterrestres &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;monitorando invisivelmente o progresso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;da humanidade terrestre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Lembro-me de Jesus ensinando, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Na Casa do Pai há muitas moradas".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Será que Ele também estava sentindo saudades?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Também me lembro do sábio grego Pitágoras, ensinando sobre as esferas espirituais, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;e do místico e sensitivo sueco Swedenborg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;relatando, no século 18, que via, fora do corpo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;seres de outros lugares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Será que eles também estavam com saudades?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Meus olhos querem ver, mas o meu coração já sabe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;e não precisa de provas externas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;para comprovar o que ele já intuiu e sentiu: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;somos visitados por irmãos estelares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;há muito tempo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;e há uma ordem cósmica guiando os passos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;de raças mais jovens e imaturas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;nos orbes mais densos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Iludidos pelos cinco sentidos convencionais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;e presos a paradigmas materiais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;e imediatistas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;não percebemos a imensa trama cósmica em que estamos inseridos e também não percebemos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;que fazemos parte da imensa família sideral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Cegos e meio loucos por causa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;do isolamento em relação aos nossos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;irmãos espaciais, pensamos e fazemos coisas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;estranhas e não conseguimos a paz tão almejada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Saudades, saudades, saudades... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Os olhos querem ver, mas o coração já sabe: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;não estamos sozinhos!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Wagner Borges]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-7812164245305738229?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='ESTAMOS SOZINHOS?'/><link rel='enclosure' type='estamossozinhoseramosdeusesastronautasewagnerborges' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/7812164245305738229/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=7812164245305738229&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7812164245305738229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/7812164245305738229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/11/estamos-sozinhos.html' title='ESTAMOS SOZINHOS?'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SMEtHpzE3Yg/TtT7fdCyCFI/AAAAAAAAFkg/Bud90-wWV1o/s72-c/Eram-os-deuses-astronautas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-3480317307471321585</id><published>2011-11-29T00:00:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T00:00:01.289-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antoine de St. Exupéry'/><title type='text'>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/-NxaBNp-pt84/TtP5_qg2jeI/AAAAAAAAFkQ/7_FCQ2kg5zU/s1600/da9b9f97271ed008de0f672cad27ebb9_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NxaBNp-pt84/TtP5_qg2jeI/AAAAAAAAFkQ/7_FCQ2kg5zU/s320/da9b9f97271ed008de0f672cad27ebb9_large.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O verdadeiro amor nunca se desgasta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Quanto mais se dá mais se tem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, O Pequeno Príncipe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A alegria está muito próxima. Mora no momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;[Rubem Alves]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="132" width="353"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=fbbcf86" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6530036259250507647-3480317307471321585?l=mundodagislene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' title='DO AMOR'/><link rel='enclosure' type='doamor' href='http://www.mundodagislene.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/feeds/3480317307471321585/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6530036259250507647&amp;postID=3480317307471321585&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/3480317307471321585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6530036259250507647/posts/default/3480317307471321585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mundodagislene.blogspot.com/2011/11/do-amor_29.html' title='DO AMOR'/><author><name>Gislene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14386153591758285983</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4TkOz5SaoU/TywHqhFygsI/AAAAAAAAGac/TkJxwtOklHs/s220/Abadi%25C3%25A2nia%2BDez%2B2010%2B886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NxaBNp-pt84/TtP5_qg2jeI/AAAAAAAAFkQ/7_FCQ2kg5zU/s72-c/da9b9f97271ed008de0f672cad27ebb9_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6530036259250507647.post-8882415247721146128</id><published>2011-11-28T00:00:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T00:00:01.010-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cris Carvalho'/><title type='text'>EM NOITES ESCURAS</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ia7trKvMHoA/Tr5GepCfw5I/AAAAAAAAFFY/KknE6MVu29o/s1600/tumblr_lmt4wc9MDU1qzhokmo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ia7trKvMHoA/Tr5GepCfw5I/AAAAAAAAFFY/KknE6MVu29o/s400/tumblr_lmt4wc9MDU1qzhokmo1_500_large.jpg" width="289" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Esperança é o que anda comigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Em noites escuras, eu colho fé."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; 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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/-KeJ-022qf_w/TtFWKgi8WNI/AAAAAAAAFjA/QBJmV8hVVwE/s1600/ayrton_senna_racing_day_08_g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KeJ-022qf_w/TtFWKgi8WNI/AAAAAAAAFjA/QBJmV8hVVwE/s400/ayrton_senna_racing_day_08_g.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;[S do Senna - Interlagos]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A F1 chega ao Brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;2011 foi o ano em que o nome do piloto alemão, Sebastian Vettel, bicampeão pela equipe Red Bull apareceu com especial destaque, vencendo 11 vezes e subindo ao pódio outras 16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Já os 3 pilotos brasileiros, não contaram com bons resultados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Felipe Massa e o inglês Lewis Hamilton se "estranharam"em muitas corridas; Bruno Senna teve sua melhor participação no GP da Itália chegando em nono lugar e Rubens Barrichello com um carro Williams inferior ao da maioria dos pilotos, esteve também em nono lugar nos GPs de Mônaco e do Canadá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Última corrida da temporada 2011 acontece no autódromo de Interlagos, neste domingo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Felipe Massa larga em sétimo, Bruno Senna em nono e Rubens Barrichello em décimo segundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Para a temporada 2012, Felipe fica na Ferrari, Bruno e Barrichello estão sem equipe confirmada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;-Interlagos-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Este autódromo inaugurado em &lt;b&gt;1940&lt;/b&gt;, tem uma história de 39 anos com a F1, carregada de muita emoção, superação e talento dos pilotos brasileiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Tudo começa em &lt;b&gt;1972&lt;/b&gt;, quando Emerson Fittipaldi dá show com sua Lotus preta. Faltando 5 voltas para acabar a corrida a suspensão do carro quebra. Emerson deu um giro de 360 graus e foi para os boxes. Metade do público, profundamente decepcionado, deixa o autódromo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;/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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gxODcNQ4Hys/TtFPpnhQbfI/AAAAAAAAFh4/gtDScSd_JN8/s1600/1972+french+gp+-+emerson+fittipaldi+%2528lotus%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gxODcNQ4Hys/TtFPpnhQbfI/AAAAAAAAFh4/gtDScSd_JN8/s1600/1972+french+gp+-+emerson+fittipaldi+%2528lotus%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Em &lt;b&gt;1975&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;, José Carlos Pace, piloto que morava no coração da torcida, superou o azar que o perseguia e a 8 voltas da bandeirada, assumiu a liderança da prova emocionando Interlagos com uma vitória inesquecível. Sua única na F1. Em meados dos anos 80, o autódromo passou a se chamar "Autódromo José Carlos Pace"em homenagem ao piloto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wb2xjZZw7FE/TtFQszUFxzI/AAAAAAAAFiQ/mFdtQqLyfXk/s1600/jose-carlos-pace-75.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wb2xjZZw7FE/TtFQszUFxzI/AAAAAAAAFiQ/mFdtQqLyfXk/s400/jose-carlos-pace-75.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Em &lt;b&gt;1989&lt;/b&gt;, Senna acompanha as obras de reforma do Autódromo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ps66jislaq0/TtFaI6t1cGI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/OjmbBKdkTmw/s1600/ayrton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ps66jislaq0/TtFaI6t1cGI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/OjmbBKdkTmw/s400/ayrton.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1991&lt;/b&gt;, depois de nove anos no Rio, a F1 voltou a São Paulo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ayrton Senna nunca &amp;nbsp;escondeu o sonho de vencer em sua cidade. A Williams, de Nigel Mansell e Riccardo Patrese, tinha o melhor carro e a McLaren, o melhor piloto, Senna. Com um carro inferior, ele largou na pole e manteve-se em primeiro. No fim, ficou só com a quinta marcha. Patrese se aproximava a cada volta. O talento de Senna fez diferença e ele venceu com apenas uma marcha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DY9PR3eHLKw/TtFdABNqnHI/AAAAAAAAFjY/euuGhKbHV5w/s1600/especial-album-senna38g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DY9PR3eHLKw/TtFdABNqnHI/AAAAAAAAFjY/euuGhKbHV5w/s400/especial-album-senna38g.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1993&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;, a McLaren de Senna corria com o motor Ford V-8, com 100 cavalos a menos que o Renault V-10 da Williams, de Alain Prost. O francês e seu companheiro, Damon Hill, colocaram dois segundos na classificação para Senna, terceiro no grid. Mas na volta 27(de um total de 71) começou a chover e as diferenças de equipamento ficaram reduzidas. Numa das mais espetaculares performances da carreira, Senna venceu, se emocionou, parou o carro na reta oposta e foi carregado pela torcida até o pódio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wKjzbonS1hc/TtFRGZBSMXI/AAAAAAAAFiY/JiXHKgWjPbo/s1600/ayrtonsenna292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wKjzbonS1hc/TtFRGZBSMXI/AAAAAAAAFiY/JiXHKgWjPbo/s1600/ayrtonsenna292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Em &lt;b&gt;2008&lt;/b&gt;, Felipe Massa fez a pole e liderou a corrida do início ao fim. A 8 voltas do final, veio a chuva. Lewis Hamilton caiu para sexto, o que dava o título mundial para Felipe. Porém na freada da última curva, na última volta, Hamilton assume o quinto lugar, ficando com o título.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lWsubAhEpuw/TtFSVukSTmI/AAAAAAAAFio/M0Y1jYmUtNA/s1600/felipemassa-brasil2008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lWsubAhEpuw/TtFSVukSTmI/AAAAAAAAFio/M0Y1jYmUtNA/s320/felipemassa-brasil2008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2009&lt;/b&gt;, Rubens Barrichello é poli debaixo de muita chuva, foi emocionante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pwSLF1qcF6I/TtFTDZ_38DI/AAAAAAAAFiw/1cyOOUkY2FY/s1600/F003-RubensBarrichello-BrawnGP-GPdoBrasil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt
