<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291</id><updated>2011-10-20T16:33:17.144+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Deleito-me ao Luar...</title><subtitle type='html'>Os raios de luz no céu negro da noite, são os meus confidentes secretos. Raios que murmuram às estrelas as minhas palavras e que fazem sentir assim tão perto, o luar e a minha boca...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-2520584800595919548</id><published>2009-09-17T18:33:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:52:24.189+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Shamba :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SrJ2K5H9HBI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jwt285AM-Yo/s1600-h/Shambala.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382494434166119442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SrJ2K5H9HBI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jwt285AM-Yo/s320/Shambala.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim que a vi, soube que ela era a gatinha por quem tanto esperei. Infelizmente ainda existe muita superstição e preconceito para com os gatinhos pretos que acabam por ficar no gatil e eram tantos....&lt;br /&gt;Apresento-vos a &lt;strong&gt;S H A M B A L A&lt;/strong&gt; que deve ter por volta de dois mesinhos é a princesinha mais linda e meiguinha de todo o Universo e arredores :) ... e estou rendida aos seus rom-rons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I`m in Love... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/18464291-2520584800595919548?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/2520584800595919548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=2520584800595919548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/2520584800595919548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/2520584800595919548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2009/09/shamba.html' title='Shamba :)'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SrJ2K5H9HBI/AAAAAAAAAOA/jwt285AM-Yo/s72-c/Shambala.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-4762596674006664292</id><published>2009-06-23T23:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:08:31.757+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The sun shines on everyone</title><content type='html'>The sun shines on everyone... doesn`t make choices...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VbCBJ05gdwc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VbCBJ05gdwc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/18464291-4762596674006664292?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/4762596674006664292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=4762596674006664292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4762596674006664292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4762596674006664292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2009/06/sun-shines-on-everyone.html' title='The sun shines on everyone'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-4931969607002213641</id><published>2009-05-31T12:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:32:52.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Terráqueos- Os Três Estágios da Verdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nas minhas pesquisas, descobri este documentário no You Tube constituido por nove episódios. Considero todo o documentário  extremamente elucidativo sobre o poder que o homem exerce sobre outras espécies. Publico o primeiro episódio que não tem imagens susceptiveis de chocar os mais sensiveis, mas que pode servir de alerta.  Mas se te preocupas, e escolhes descobrir a verdade, vê todo o documentário. Atreve-te a descobrir a realidade cruel que todos sabem que existe, mas que muitos preferem não ver, nem ouvir....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VADrTscciHA&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VADrTscciHA&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/18464291-4931969607002213641?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/4931969607002213641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=4931969607002213641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4931969607002213641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4931969607002213641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2009/05/terraqueos-os-tres-estagios-da-verdade.html' title='Terráqueos- Os Três Estágios da Verdade'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-1631585537403558272</id><published>2009-05-31T12:21:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:40:00.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No deleite do agora</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SiJsJAoeeII/AAAAAAAAAN4/6CwZFKB9xtg/s1600-h/320129959_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SiJsJAoeeII/AAAAAAAAAN4/6CwZFKB9xtg/s320/320129959_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341951010059221122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Cada vez mais me deleito no luar de todas as noites, cada vez mais os sentidos se diluem na essência de cada momento.  É o Agora que existe, é no Agora que EU SOU, somente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-1631585537403558272?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/1631585537403558272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=1631585537403558272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/1631585537403558272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/1631585537403558272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-deleite-do-agora.html' title='No deleite do agora'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SiJsJAoeeII/AAAAAAAAAN4/6CwZFKB9xtg/s72-c/320129959_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-8486236827718659022</id><published>2009-04-24T15:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T15:24:34.880+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kundalini Yoga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E como bom filho à casa retorna, voltei ao Kundalini Yoga :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTE_QOu_YCI&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTE_QOu_YCI&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/18464291-8486236827718659022?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/8486236827718659022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=8486236827718659022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/8486236827718659022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/8486236827718659022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2009/04/kundalini-yoga.html' title='Kundalini Yoga'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-4177604515257832064</id><published>2009-03-29T19:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:18:28.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Sonho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Sc-7AWZY8pI/AAAAAAAAANg/fHX_c14rbms/s1600-h/fountain-20051117044655977-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Sc-7AWZY8pI/AAAAAAAAANg/fHX_c14rbms/s320/fountain-20051117044655977-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318675299634311826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Em alguma tardezinha encantada, você irá encontrar a sua alma gémea, a pessoa perfeita que corresponderá a todas as suas necessidades, e será a concretização de todos os seus sonhos. Certo? Errado! Essa fantasia que os cantores e os poetas gostam tanto de perpetuar tem suas raízes em memórias do útero, onde estávamos tão seguros e "unificados" com nossas mães; não é de admirar que sejamos obcecados por retornar a essa condição durante toda a nossa vida. Mas, falando numa linguagem crua, é um sonho infantil. E é surpreendente que nos apeguemos a ele com tanta teimosia, diante da realidade.&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém seja o seu actual companheiro ou alguém com quem você sonha no futuro, tem a obrigação de trazer-lhe a felicidade numa bandeja, nem poderia, ainda que quisesse. O amor verdadeiro não advém de tentativas de satisfazer nossas necessidades por meio da dependência com relação à outra pessoa, mas por meio do desenvolvimento da nossa riqueza interior, e do nosso amadurecimento. Com isso, passamos a ter tanto amor para dar, que amantes serão espontaneamente atraídos por nós."  Osho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-4177604515257832064?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/4177604515257832064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=4177604515257832064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4177604515257832064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4177604515257832064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-sonho.html' title='O Sonho'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Sc-7AWZY8pI/AAAAAAAAANg/fHX_c14rbms/s72-c/fountain-20051117044655977-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-5592357422633263424</id><published>2009-02-17T21:58:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:13:47.541Z</updated><title type='text'>I can see clear now</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MVkFYF1HEvg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MVkFYF1HEvg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui sinto o arco-íris que tanto sonhei. Posso vê-lo claramente, agora que a chuva se foi...  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-5592357422633263424?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/5592357422633263424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=5592357422633263424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/5592357422633263424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/5592357422633263424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-can-see-clear-now.html' title='I can see clear now'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-5405817605591973297</id><published>2009-01-23T23:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:20:17.435Z</updated><title type='text'>Cânticos de Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SXpQiq9DyMI/AAAAAAAAANE/gdrDExpybd0/s1600-h/sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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São cânticos que trago na pele, no sangue e na alma.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-5405817605591973297?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/5405817605591973297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=5405817605591973297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/5405817605591973297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/5405817605591973297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2009/01/cnticos-de-amor.html' title='Cânticos de Amor'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SXpQiq9DyMI/AAAAAAAAANE/gdrDExpybd0/s72-c/sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-4450892391117871818</id><published>2009-01-13T19:24:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:43:36.149Z</updated><title type='text'>Desígnio-Propósito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SWzu3EwycfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IAIHhqCXPI8/s1600-h/night-sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SWzu3EwycfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IAIHhqCXPI8/s320/night-sky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290866292192080370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"No céu, onde vemos desenhado todas as noites na via Láctea o Caminho de Santiago, existem milhões de estrelas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uma delas és tu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tenta encontra-la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conhece-a e ela lembrar-te-á quem és e para que vieste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pouco a pouco encontrarás o sentido da tua vida."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tarot dos Anjos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/18464291-4450892391117871818?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/4450892391117871818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=4450892391117871818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4450892391117871818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4450892391117871818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2009/01/desgnio-propsito.html' title='Desígnio-Propósito'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SWzu3EwycfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/IAIHhqCXPI8/s72-c/night-sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-4621849090247931259</id><published>2009-01-03T20:12:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:15:59.139Z</updated><title type='text'>A nova Terra</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LPmXKIObS3w&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LPmXKIObS3w&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&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/18464291-4621849090247931259?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/4621849090247931259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=4621849090247931259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4621849090247931259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4621849090247931259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2009/01/nova-terra.html' title='A nova Terra'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-1899923880593577027</id><published>2008-12-08T13:26:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:28:16.929Z</updated><title type='text'>Transformação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/ST0rFAk0L0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/F7_jEOcHKqA/s1600-h/blog-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/ST0rFAk0L0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/F7_jEOcHKqA/s320/blog-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277421703401844546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E  tal como uma semente aconchegada no ventre da terra mãe respirando e bebendo o seu calor, a transformação acontece...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-1899923880593577027?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/1899923880593577027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=1899923880593577027' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/1899923880593577027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/1899923880593577027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/12/transformao.html' title='Transformação'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/ST0rFAk0L0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/F7_jEOcHKqA/s72-c/blog-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-3020113790456541605</id><published>2008-11-20T20:41:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:14:21.923Z</updated><title type='text'>Equanimidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SSXMC3BK5_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/rkGYmRwqHAU/s1600-h/127080853_f3bfd007ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SSXMC3BK5_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/rkGYmRwqHAU/s320/127080853_f3bfd007ac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270843288407697394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Eu digo: quando tudo corre bem, não pensem que estão no caminho certo, quando tudo corre mal, não pensem que estão no caminho certo. Quando sentirem o amor, seja o que for que aconteça, podem estar completamente seguros que estão no caminho certo. (...) E não se julguem a si mesmos pelo facto de as coisas na sua vida serem agradáveis ou desagradáveis, sintam se estão amando essas coisas, não mais do que isso. (...) Você é tão, tão amado... que este amor transborde da mónada espiritual que é a União para preencher o resto da sua alma e assim ficar em paz com o seu Karma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alberto Saiz&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/18464291-3020113790456541605?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/3020113790456541605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=3020113790456541605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/3020113790456541605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/3020113790456541605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/11/equanimidade.html' title='Equanimidade'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SSXMC3BK5_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/rkGYmRwqHAU/s72-c/127080853_f3bfd007ac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-7582097940597747289</id><published>2008-11-06T21:40:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:53:18.803Z</updated><title type='text'>24. Compartilhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SRNlePgrZrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/B_vZupJX2Uk/s1600-h/picCards_Zen025Sharing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SRNlePgrZrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/B_vZupJX2Uk/s320/picCards_Zen025Sharing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265663959560316594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já não tirava uma cartinha do Mr. Osho há muito tempo. A precisão das suas palavras, continua a ser certeira no agora, no momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;"À medida que você progride para cima, em direção ao quarto centro -- ou seja, o coração -- toda a sua vida se transforma num compartilhar de amor. O terceiro centro criou a abundância de amor. Ao atingir, pela meditação, o terceiro centro, você se tornou tão transbordante de amor, de compaixão, que você quer compartilhar. Isso vem a acontecer no quarto centro -- o coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É por isso que mesmo na vida mundana as pessoas dizem que o amor vem do coração. Para elas, entretanto, isso é apenas um papaguear, um falar por ouvir dizer; elas de fato não conhecem, porque nunca chegaram ao seu próprio coração.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o meditador, finalmente, chega ao coração. À medida que ele chega ao âmago do seu ser -- o terceiro centro -- de repente acontece uma explosão de amor, de compaixão, alegria, bem-aventurança e de êxtases, e com uma tal força que atinge o coração, e abre o coração.&lt;br /&gt;O coração encontra-se exatamente no meio de todos os seus sete centros -- três ficam abaixo, os outros três ficam acima. Você chegou exatamente no meio."&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Osho&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;The Search: Talks on the Ten Bulls of Zen &lt;/i&gt; Chapter2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-7582097940597747289?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/7582097940597747289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=7582097940597747289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7582097940597747289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7582097940597747289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/11/24-compartilhar.html' title='24. Compartilhar'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SRNlePgrZrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/B_vZupJX2Uk/s72-c/picCards_Zen025Sharing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-6654185039555398627</id><published>2008-11-01T19:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:57:39.380Z</updated><title type='text'>Amar o Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SQy0hqWRVlI/AAAAAAAAAJU/veDLWR9WksI/s1600-h/uirapuru_tif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SQy0hqWRVlI/AAAAAAAAAJU/veDLWR9WksI/s320/uirapuru_tif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263780554885650002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu escolho o amor. Eu sou o amor. Eu amo o amor.&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/18464291-6654185039555398627?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/6654185039555398627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=6654185039555398627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/6654185039555398627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/6654185039555398627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/11/amar-o-amor.html' title='Amar o Amor'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SQy0hqWRVlI/AAAAAAAAAJU/veDLWR9WksI/s72-c/uirapuru_tif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-6461663171419430796</id><published>2008-10-19T15:39:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:15:33.686Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu Sou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SPtQd1hFEjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vrD9JzkMHL4/s1600-h/1189271291_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SPtQd1hFEjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vrD9JzkMHL4/s320/1189271291_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258885463397438002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mais uma meditação com Alberto Saiz.  Debaixo daquela lua, ao som do tambor, os cânticos ecoaram na transcendência de todo o ser por todos os seus poros. Foi uma torrente que cobriu todos os meus corpos. Foi uma corrente que enlaçou num compromisso de luz todos os presentes.  Eu sou... eternamente amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"(...)Você é amada, é amada de um modo profundo, é amada para que ame, é amada para que vibre, é amada para que, cada dia, nasça e morra, sem medo da morte, sem medo do infinito, sempre no meio. Sempre no centro. (...)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Transmissão de energia de Alberto Saiz, para um grupo&lt;/span&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/18464291-6461663171419430796?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/6461663171419430796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=6461663171419430796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/6461663171419430796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/6461663171419430796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/10/eu-sou.html' title='Eu Sou'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SPtQd1hFEjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vrD9JzkMHL4/s72-c/1189271291_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-7834264983121565536</id><published>2008-09-05T19:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T19:38:11.235+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Porque não?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SMF8UXhjKxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/kf5W1Iq86TM/s1600-h/44749352.2GoVegetarian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SMF8UXhjKxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/kf5W1Iq86TM/s400/44749352.2GoVegetarian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242608130589928210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Porque não?&lt;br /&gt;Comes outros animais, não comes??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/18464291-7834264983121565536?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/7834264983121565536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=7834264983121565536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7834264983121565536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7834264983121565536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/09/porque-no.html' title='Porque não?'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SMF8UXhjKxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/kf5W1Iq86TM/s72-c/44749352.2GoVegetarian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-3071730334820397312</id><published>2008-09-02T22:07:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:16:06.278Z</updated><title type='text'>Um Novo Mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SL206gTMlkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/EkHEDtEqIa8/s1600-h/new_earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SL206gTMlkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/EkHEDtEqIa8/s200/new_earth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241544458524988994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Acabei de ler «Um Novo Mundo» de Eckhart Tolle. E este é o LIVRO! Mais um que considero especial e imprescindível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Posso dizer que Eckhart Tolle mudou sem dúvida a minha vida. Proporcionou uma transformação interior que me vou apercebendo cada vez mais, a cada dia que passa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"(...) é precisamente neste momento da sua história que a humanidade tem a oportunidade única de criar um mundo novo, mais são e dedicado ao amor. Mas isso implica uma profunda transformação interior, uma passagem do ego a uma forma totalmente nova de consciência."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Um Novo&lt;/span&gt; Mundo,  Eckhart Tolle&lt;/span&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/18464291-3071730334820397312?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/3071730334820397312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=3071730334820397312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/3071730334820397312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/3071730334820397312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/09/um-mundo-novo.html' title='Um Novo Mundo'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SL206gTMlkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/EkHEDtEqIa8/s72-c/new_earth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-816999872763188696</id><published>2008-09-02T13:08:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T19:27:18.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser</title><content type='html'>Acerca do Ser:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"O corpo e a mente podem passar por experiências, porém, a consciência, o teu ser  natural, mantém-se não afectada e salva de qualquer perigo, tal como o sol que  brilha constantemente para além das nuvens, completamente intocado por elas. A  tua verdadeira natureza não passa, de todo, por quaisquer sofrimentos, dúvidas  ou problemas. Vê tudo isto e descobrirás que a tua verdadeira natureza é a  sempre presente consciência, o ser imutável e a própria liberdade e paz  imperturbáveis."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;John Wheeler,  «You were never born»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/18464291-816999872763188696?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/816999872763188696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=816999872763188696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/816999872763188696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/816999872763188696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/09/ser.html' title='Ser'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-8631683086245108934</id><published>2008-08-25T13:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T13:41:26.501+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Na tua ausência</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SLKoVkxC-LI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DFDHJ9UDNx8/s1600-h/C%C3%B3pia+de+ElephantandI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SLKoVkxC-LI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DFDHJ9UDNx8/s320/C%C3%B3pia+de+ElephantandI.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238434405185419442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nesta ausência, irei guardar cada pedacinho de ti no meu coração para que em cada segundo, em cada minuto, em cada hora, a tua essência dance com a minha. E assim, serei a concretização do nosso amor no Agora, no Agora de todos os dias, no Agora de todas essas noites…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-8631683086245108934?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/8631683086245108934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=8631683086245108934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/8631683086245108934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/8631683086245108934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/08/na-tua-ausncia.html' title='Na tua ausência'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SLKoVkxC-LI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DFDHJ9UDNx8/s72-c/C%C3%B3pia+de+ElephantandI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-7342335438014931248</id><published>2008-08-17T18:40:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:00:10.445+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SKhmXa3nyEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/JR7DH7--n8s/s1600-h/alkaemia_mudra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SKhmXa3nyEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/JR7DH7--n8s/s200/alkaemia_mudra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235547119353841730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;(…)&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; PEACE diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Mas porque haverias de questionar os sentimentos, pensamentos e palavras? Essas são perguntas secundárias, comparativamente a "quem sou eu?" e "qual a minha natureza verdadeira?" Que dizem eles sobre ti? É neles que vais encontrar o teu ser?&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.: Nirvair :. diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Não. É a minha mente que está sempre a questionar.&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;PEACE diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Essa é a função da mente.&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.: Nirvair :. diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Então deixo-a estar? Deixo-a questionar? Observando-a?&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;PEACE diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Sim... segundo o John Wheeler, nós não a controlamos de todo, deixa-a estar, tal como o oceano deixa as ondas seguirem o caminho que quiserem seguir… As nuvens passam, mas o céu fica, vê-te como o que fica, não como o que passa.&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.: Nirvair:. diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Então aceitar, respeitar e libertar é a forma como amo.... e fica por aí... não  interessa se são palavras, ou posturas, ou o que quer que seja…&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;PEACE diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Libertar, aceitar e respeitar são coisas nobres e válidas dentro da sua qualidade relativa. Dentro da consciência pura, que há a libertar, aceitar ou respeitar?&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.: Nirvair :. diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Não há nada para libertar.&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.: Nirvair :. diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Nem para aceitar.&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.: Nirvair :. diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Nem para respeitar.&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;(…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0.9pt 0.0001pt 3.6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-7342335438014931248?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/7342335438014931248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=7342335438014931248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7342335438014931248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7342335438014931248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/08/conversas.html' title='Conversas'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SKhmXa3nyEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/JR7DH7--n8s/s72-c/alkaemia_mudra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-8239464650425378840</id><published>2008-08-09T21:42:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T22:39:37.361+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O caminho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SJ4Ep8jXY5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/leRuwEAdDvc/s1600-h/reiki_pq.jpg45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SJ4Ep8jXY5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/leRuwEAdDvc/s320/reiki_pq.jpg45.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232624935726703506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estive esta semana no Andanças a trabalhar como voluntária num restaurante de comida vegetariana (só podia não é? ;D ) e entre os turnos de trabalho e de algumas danças, surgiu então a oportunidade de fazer uma leitura de aura. Foi fenomenal. Recebi duas mensagens importantíssimas e fiquei a conhecer o meu agora mais profundamente. Mais uma vez, tudo se encaixou, tudo aquilo que já sabia e  sentia se confirmou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;É mesmo este o caminho: O AMOR.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-8239464650425378840?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/8239464650425378840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=8239464650425378840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/8239464650425378840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/8239464650425378840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/08/o-caminho.html' title='O caminho'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SJ4Ep8jXY5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/leRuwEAdDvc/s72-c/reiki_pq.jpg45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-7069739225721883773</id><published>2008-08-02T20:24:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T20:47:45.042+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Consciência de presença</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SJS4TklMUYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/JCZG3bY_T50/s1600-h/fountain1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SJS4TklMUYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/JCZG3bY_T50/s320/fountain1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230007713660686722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;«Se procuras a verdade, realidade, Deus ou o que quer que queiras chamar, eu sugiro que comeces com a única realidade da qual tu  estas absolutamente certo, que é de facto o teu próprio ser. Não há ninguém sentado aqui que possa dizer "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu não sou"&lt;/span&gt;. Cada um de nós sabe que "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu sou"&lt;/span&gt;. Mas aquele pensamento &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Eu sou" &lt;/span&gt;não é a realidade. Ele é o mais perto que  poderás alguma vez chegar com a mente. Aquele &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Eu sou"&lt;/span&gt; é simplesmente uma tradução feita pela mente daquele senso de presença, a consciência da presença ou a presença daquela consciência. Aquela é a única realidade da qual estamos absolutamente certos. Ninguém em qualquer circunstância pode dizer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Eu não sou"&lt;/span&gt;. Aquele saber está constantemente e sempre connosco. E essa é a razão pela qual dizemos que o que  procuras é o que já és.»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;"Sailor" Bob Adamson&lt;/p&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/18464291-7069739225721883773?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/7069739225721883773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=7069739225721883773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7069739225721883773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7069739225721883773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/08/conscincia-de-presena.html' title='Consciência de presença'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SJS4TklMUYI/AAAAAAAAAG0/JCZG3bY_T50/s72-c/fountain1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-6221896933147871254</id><published>2008-07-25T23:35:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T00:00:15.558+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Irmãos de luz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SIpYnSY5PaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/81eeDtfAKZI/s1600-h/reiki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SIpYnSY5PaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/81eeDtfAKZI/s320/reiki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227087749491277218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E juntos na cura, naquele círculo de luz, a intuição sussurrou:            &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"São os teus irmãos de missão. É agora o reencontro nesta vida. Todos são um só coração, todos são um só toque, todos são uma só alma."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Os três, sentimos que não era a primeira vez que estávamos juntos pelo trabalho da energia, sentimos que a nossa cumplicidade percorre trilhos antigos... e não foi necessário utilizar a voz para o exprimir, soubemos naquele preciso momento em que trocamos olhares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Exprimo aqui a minha gratidão por vos ter novamente como companheiros desta viagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-6221896933147871254?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/6221896933147871254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=6221896933147871254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/6221896933147871254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/6221896933147871254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/07/irmos-de-luz.html' title='Irmãos de luz'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SIpYnSY5PaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/81eeDtfAKZI/s72-c/reiki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-6002056983092768923</id><published>2008-07-25T21:46:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T23:56:06.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Comunicação- Mais uma do baralho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SIpEtTk7OBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iPd57tYImig/s1600-h/guardian_angel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SIpEtTk7OBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iPd57tYImig/s320/guardian_angel2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227065862656833554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No início deste mês fui a mais uma partilha de reiki e no final, como já é hábito,   dispõem-se as cartas do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baralho dos Anjos&lt;/span&gt; para que possamos ser presenteados com uma mensagem. Aproximadamente um mês após ter visitado o site de Osho,  fiquei boquiaberta... Realmente mais um sinal de que os nossos guias estão connosco e tomam conta de nos!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- SIM SENHOR GUIA!! JÁ PERCEBI... AUTO-CURA E MEDITAÇÃO TODOS OS DIAS!!!  :P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“ (...) Comunica com o teu corpo, fala-lhe; sentir-se-á atendido e reconhecido. Flui dentro dos teus músculos, das tuas células,   enche-o de energia purificadora para que possas seguir em frente forte e ritmicamente. Abre o teu coração e descobre-o com muito amor, limpa-lhe as tristezas e cura as suas feridas. Depois dá-lhe força e coragem para seguir o seu processo. Faz com que seja teu amigo para o compreenderes sem enganos. Aprende a parar a mente para falares melhor contigo através da intuição. (...)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-6002056983092768923?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/6002056983092768923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=6002056983092768923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/6002056983092768923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/6002056983092768923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/07/comunicao-mais-uma-do-baralho.html' title='Comunicação- Mais uma do baralho'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SIpEtTk7OBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iPd57tYImig/s72-c/guardian_angel2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-7378249025219489149</id><published>2008-06-10T22:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T22:41:34.719+01:00</updated><title type='text'>27. Curando</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SE70Be5EhDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/AVHvE53J9JE/s1600-h/picCards_Zen028Healing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SE70Be5EhDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/AVHvE53J9JE/s320/picCards_Zen028Healing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210370125223724082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje fui tirar uma carta do Osho... grande mestre Osho :) E não é que a mensagem se adequa perfeitamente ao meu agora? Dr. Osho surpreende-me sempre com a sua precisão... e tem toda a razão: é tempo de curar as feridas, é tempo de ser inteira!&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Você é quem carrega a sua chaga. Enquanto existir o ego, o seu ser como um todo será uma ferida. E você irá carregá-la por aí. Ninguém está interessado em feri-lo, ninguém está de fato esperando para machucá-lo; todos estão ocupados em proteger os seus próprios ferimentos. Quem teria tanta energia para ainda querer atingi-lo? Mas, ainda assim, acontece, porque você está demasiado pronto para ser atingido, demasiado pronto, apenas na expectativa de que alguma coisa aconteça.(…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Quanto menos estiver presente a cabeça, tanto mais facilmente a ferida será curada; não existindo a cabeça, não existe a ferida. Viva uma vida sem cabeça. Mova-se como um ser pleno, e aceite as coisas. (…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Este é um tempo em que as feridas do passado profundamente enterradas afloram para ser curadas. (…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Quando nos encontramos sob a influência de cura do Rei da Água, já não estamos mais nos escondendo de nós mesmos, nem dos outros. Nessa atitude de abertura e de aceitação poderemos ser curados, e ajudar outros a serem também saudáveis e inteiros."&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Osho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;i&gt;The Empty Boat &lt;/i&gt;Chapter 10&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-7378249025219489149?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/7378249025219489149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=7378249025219489149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7378249025219489149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7378249025219489149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/06/27-curando.html' title='27. Curando'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SE70Be5EhDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/AVHvE53J9JE/s72-c/picCards_Zen028Healing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-1588874521966940099</id><published>2008-05-22T12:19:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T13:09:25.529+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Satsanga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;Ontem, mais uma noite de kirtan... e tais como trovadores encantados, cantámos e sentimos o amor no céu, nas estrelas, nas folhas que dançaram ao sabor do vento e da nossa voz. Sentimos o amor em cada toque nas cordas da guitarra. Sentimos o amor como se nós fossemos o amor.... como nós somos o amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Satsanga &lt;/i&gt;significa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"companhia que eleva"&lt;/span&gt; e é assim que sentimos tudo aquilo que nos rodeia quando cantamos, é assim que sentimos cada vez mais o nosso dia a dia. É a unicidade do divino com a divindade de cada poro do nosso corpo, com cada poro da nossa alma. É Deus, é Baba, é Energia a cada inspiração, que nos envolve com uma tranquilidade inebriante... É Deus, é Baba, é Energia a cada expiração, num beijo de compaixão que damos ao mundo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;**Baba Nam Kevalam**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais um kirtan que já sei tocar, um dos meus preferidos,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Satsanga&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVtSy7SwKhM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVtSy7SwKhM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Publicar mensagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-1588874521966940099?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/1588874521966940099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=1588874521966940099' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/1588874521966940099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/1588874521966940099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/05/satsanga.html' title='Satsanga'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-3253078393963592558</id><published>2008-05-18T12:23:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T12:54:41.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Orada em violeta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SDAYmGo7pdI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9Lhh2vyfZAg/s1600-h/SANY0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SDAYmGo7pdI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9Lhh2vyfZAg/s320/SANY0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201684612509312466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É incrível como a energia da natureza  renova as nossas próprias energias, como o sentimento de união com o todo se torna cada vez mais consciente... é o amor no agora, que se sente cada vez mais compassivo.  Orada em violeta num abraço santo, num abraço de deleite, onde é inegável o poder do coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Monte Orada, Maio, 2008&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/18464291-3253078393963592558?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/3253078393963592558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=3253078393963592558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/3253078393963592558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/3253078393963592558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/05/orada-em-violeta.html' title='Orada em violeta'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/SDAYmGo7pdI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9Lhh2vyfZAg/s72-c/SANY0060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-8497301553267304807</id><published>2008-04-01T19:15:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T19:44:30.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Equinócio encantado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/R_KAYCHDJyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/C3V_oyMTy-o/s1600-h/Img014+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/R_KAYCHDJyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/C3V_oyMTy-o/s320/Img014+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184347271428515618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sentindo o vento na pele, ouvi sussurrar ao meu ouvido o que a minha alma sempre soube. Para mim foi só a confirmação cósmica que tanto esperei...  O vento continua a soprar.  Essência de rosas sai dos meus poros e dança com a espiral feiticeira que beija as montanhas que são testemunhas desse segredo. Dias encantados que mostraram a cumplicidade de duas almas que são uma só. A espiral continua a dançar, a espiral dançará em todos os equinócios, dançará em todas as noites de lua cheia, a espiral cantará mantras eternamente e eu ouvirei sempre a sua voz, ouvirei os seus pés a tocarem a terra, sentirei o seu sorriso… para que nunca me esqueça de que és tu e que apenas ainda não chegou o momento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-8497301553267304807?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/8497301553267304807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=8497301553267304807' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/8497301553267304807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/8497301553267304807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/04/equincio-encantado.html' title='Equinócio encantado'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/R_KAYCHDJyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/C3V_oyMTy-o/s72-c/Img014+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-8797320342147105790</id><published>2008-03-03T21:22:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-03-03T22:00:01.639Z</updated><title type='text'>O meu primeiro kirtan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Há um mes e meio atrás, sem saber tocar guitarra, a paixão pelo kirtan levou-me a comprar uma, porque queria mesmo muito aprender para tocar, para tocar para mim própria cá em casa... E a aventura começou: conseguir colocar os dedos nas cordas e fazer as notas, as dores na mão, a pontinha dos dedos muito dorida, conseguir acertar o ritmo, conciliar a voz.... foi uma dura batalha que me fez quase desistir porque fui esmorecendo e a guitarrinha foi ficando lá arrumada no cantinho dias sem ser mexida... mas ontem, senti que devia tentar mais uma vez... peguei na minha travel guitar e como que por magia comecei a tocar e a cantar o kirtan....   Só pode ter sido um empurrãozinho de Baba ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claro que ainda está um bocadinho enferrujado, não está a 100%, mas posso considerar a primeira etapa vencida!! Agora é só escolher qual será o próximo kirtan que vou aprender!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Assim despeço-me com o kirtan lindoooo que já sei tocar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Baba Nam Kevalam**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/orlBEw4cqo8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/orlBEw4cqo8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&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/18464291-8797320342147105790?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/8797320342147105790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=8797320342147105790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/8797320342147105790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/8797320342147105790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/03/o-meu-primeiro-kirtan.html' title='O meu primeiro kirtan'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-4513914969073289240</id><published>2008-02-01T20:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-01T22:23:39.793Z</updated><title type='text'>Fluindo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/R6OD18uOlHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/m_fX6fQciww/s1600-h/POSige400PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/R6OD18uOlHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/m_fX6fQciww/s320/POSige400PM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162114560753046642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... e fluindo com a brisa fresca da madrugada silenciosa, vou-me encantando com a mudança que vai surgindo, vou-me encantando com a luz que inevitavelmente rompe da escuridão.  Sinto  a noite calma como um adeus à alma adormecida, alma agora de moura inebriada que sorri no regaço das estrelas que a abraçam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-4513914969073289240?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/4513914969073289240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=4513914969073289240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4513914969073289240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4513914969073289240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/02/fluindo.html' title='Fluindo'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/R6OD18uOlHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/m_fX6fQciww/s72-c/POSige400PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-3481025017744865845</id><published>2008-01-02T21:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:10:45.658Z</updated><title type='text'>SOSIndia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/R3wLE0B6K3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/UE6H4aGq1nE/s1600-h/explicacao.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/R3wLE0B6K3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/UE6H4aGq1nE/s320/explicacao.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151004251119037298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inicío 2008 com muita energia para viver em amor e espalhar o amor e com  uma nova consciência do mundo que me rodeia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daí surgiu a oportunidade de fazer uma adopção à distância :) ... &lt;br /&gt;E com tão pouco, podemos fazer tanto!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.sosindia.net&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/18464291-3481025017744865845?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/3481025017744865845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=3481025017744865845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/3481025017744865845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/3481025017744865845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2008/01/sosindia.html' title='SOSIndia'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/R3wLE0B6K3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/UE6H4aGq1nE/s72-c/explicacao.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-4084853093274337556</id><published>2007-12-23T20:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-23T21:56:41.978Z</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Gift: Peace on Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Enquanto apreciamos esta epoca festiva, celebrando e agradecendo por tudo aquilo que temos, nunca nos devemos esquecer daqueles já perderam tanto e que têm tão pouco.&lt;br /&gt;O nosso presente para o Mundo em 2008....PAZ"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I0BwOpZjvf4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I0BwOpZjvf4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&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/18464291-4084853093274337556?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/4084853093274337556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=4084853093274337556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4084853093274337556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4084853093274337556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/12/greatest-gift-peace-on-earth.html' title='The Greatest Gift: Peace on Earth'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-6579596305599571011</id><published>2007-11-18T17:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-18T18:02:20.716Z</updated><title type='text'>Babanam Kevalam</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 0px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000000" src="http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/note_player.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/00331c98-0f7c-49d7-82ca-6bade9d081b2&amp;amp;theName=Kirtan - Babanam Kevalam - 01 - Babanam Kevalan&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" height="140" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px;" align="center" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/00331c98-0f7c-49d7-82ca-6bade9d081b2/Kirtan---Babanam-Kevalam---01---Babanam-Kevalan/?widget=flash_player_note"&gt;Kirtan - Babanam K...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is all there is&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o amor se espalhe pela tua alma,&lt;br /&gt;que o amor se espalhe pelo mundo,&lt;br /&gt;pois todos pertencemos à mesma Consciência Cósmica&lt;br /&gt;e todos somos guardiões do bem estar&lt;br /&gt; dessa mesma Familia Universal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Babanam Kevalam*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/18464291-6579596305599571011?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/6579596305599571011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=6579596305599571011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/6579596305599571011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/6579596305599571011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/11/babanam-kevalam.html' title='Babanam Kevalam'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-9178884171693805056</id><published>2007-11-13T19:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:26:50.073Z</updated><title type='text'>Alberto Saiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RzoH-a6MH4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/MiZRPN1gr34/s1600-h/POSophia400PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RzoH-a6MH4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/MiZRPN1gr34/s320/POSophia400PM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132423494298771330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este foi um fim de semana muito especial.... O Alberto voltou a fazer uma sessão de meditação e de canalização.... fui novamente de coração aberto, para sentir e sentir....foi simplesmente divino.&lt;br /&gt;O amor, a mensagem, a partilha, a presença de luz..... e na despedida, o abraço de pura energia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Derrama tus lágrimas sobre la tierra, de ellas nacerá la nueva conciencia. ¡Derrama tus lágrimas sobre la tierra, el poder que buscas está en ella, tu poder es ella! Si tú eres un trabajador para la luz, no eres nada distinto de la tierra; ni más ni menos, eres la tierra, porque el amor une, funde, todo cuanto existe en ella."&lt;br /&gt; Tierra, Alberto Saiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:teal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:teal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;http://www.mistizaje.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-9178884171693805056?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/9178884171693805056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=9178884171693805056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/9178884171693805056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/9178884171693805056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/11/alberto-saiz.html' title='Alberto Saiz'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RzoH-a6MH4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/MiZRPN1gr34/s72-c/POSophia400PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-1965534407059154380</id><published>2007-10-31T17:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-31T17:09:06.086Z</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Be!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Ryi2VmORzuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NOsfTL5XY-o/s1600-h/seizoens1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Ryi2VmORzuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NOsfTL5XY-o/s320/seizoens1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127548657915252450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“Que o velho morra e que o novo possa entrar.&lt;br /&gt;Pelo poder da Vida e da Morte,&lt;br /&gt;Saúdo os espíritos desta noite de Samhain.&lt;br /&gt;(…)&lt;br /&gt;Homenageio também a todos os meus Ancestrais.&lt;br /&gt;Que assim seja e que assim se faça!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In &lt;i style=""&gt;WICCA A Religião da Deusa de Claudiney Prieto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-1965534407059154380?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/1965534407059154380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=1965534407059154380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/1965534407059154380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/1965534407059154380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/10/feliz-samhain.html' title='Blessed Be!'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Ryi2VmORzuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NOsfTL5XY-o/s72-c/seizoens1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-1444164499805988301</id><published>2007-10-24T17:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T18:17:09.099+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kin 109</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Rx97iB7Lb_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/txDz1LJxL-U/s1600-h/glyph_bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Rx97iB7Lb_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/txDz1LJxL-U/s320/glyph_bar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124950725533331442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Descobri o meu Kin... O calendário Maia é mesmo incrivel  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Rx98Wx7LcAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/oOnQhx1enrg/s1600-h/seal_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Rx98Wx7LcAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/oOnQhx1enrg/s400/seal_9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124951631771430914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Kin 109- Lua Harmónica Vermelha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eu potencializo com o fim de purificar&lt;br /&gt;Comandando o fluxo&lt;br /&gt;Selo  o processo da água universal&lt;br /&gt;Com o tom harmónico da radiação&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou guiado pelo poder da navegação&lt;br /&gt;Sou um portal de activação galáctica, entra por mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: center; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Comando meu mundo emocional e sou capaz de pedir o que quero com o poder do amor."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Onda Encantada 9 Serpente Vermelha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Rx97iB7Lb_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/txDz1LJxL-U/s1600-h/glyph_bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Rx97iB7Lb_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/txDz1LJxL-U/s320/glyph_bar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124950725533331442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-1444164499805988301?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/1444164499805988301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=1444164499805988301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/1444164499805988301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/1444164499805988301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/10/kin-109.html' title='Kin 109'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Rx97iB7Lb_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/txDz1LJxL-U/s72-c/glyph_bar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-663631990021241994</id><published>2007-10-17T11:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T11:56:49.879+01:00</updated><title type='text'>10.Nós somos o  Mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RxXmxh7Lb8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/cEbIb8wGikE/s1600-h/picCards_Zen078WeAreTheWorld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RxXmxh7Lb8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/cEbIb8wGikE/s320/picCards_Zen078WeAreTheWorld.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122253889798369218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;"Quando milhares e milhares de pessoas em todo o mundo estão celebrando, cantando, dançando, em êxtase, embriagados pelo sentimento do divino, não existe nenhuma possibilidade de um suicídio global.&lt;br /&gt;Com essa festividade e com tanto riso, com tanto equilíbrio e saúde, com tanta naturalidade e espontaneidade, como poderia acontecer uma guerra?...&lt;br /&gt;A vida lhe foi dada para que você crie, seja feliz e celebre. Quando você chora, quando está infeliz, fica sozinho. Quando está celebrando, a existência inteira participa com você.&lt;br /&gt;Somente na celebração encontramos o que é fundamental, o que é eterno. Somente na celebração ultrapassamos o círculo do nascimento e da morte."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;      &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Osho Tarot Zen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Esta foi a minha carta do dia.  É um sinal.... tenho que me libertar de vez e celebrar a vida .&lt;br /&gt;O tempo não espera e ainda há tanto por viver, há tanto mas tanto melhor do que aquilo que me fazes sentir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-663631990021241994?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/663631990021241994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=663631990021241994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/663631990021241994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/663631990021241994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/10/10ns-somos-o-mundo.html' title='10.Nós somos o  Mundo'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RxXmxh7Lb8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/cEbIb8wGikE/s72-c/picCards_Zen078WeAreTheWorld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-3987885378329412930</id><published>2007-10-07T21:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T21:19:27.922+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A tua luz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Rwk-dR7Lb7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/nWBOi1fcigc/s1600-h/524724-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Rwk-dR7Lb7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/nWBOi1fcigc/s320/524724-large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118691124232023986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto a tua luz inebriante impregnada ainda no meu peito,&lt;br /&gt;como um abraço suspenso no tempo,&lt;br /&gt;como um beijo que fica por dar….&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/18464291-3987885378329412930?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/3987885378329412930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=3987885378329412930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/3987885378329412930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/3987885378329412930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/10/tua-luz.html' title='A tua luz'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Rwk-dR7Lb7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/nWBOi1fcigc/s72-c/524724-large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-3627627558715935630</id><published>2007-09-29T17:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T17:33:39.965+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Boa Sorte/Good Luck</title><content type='html'>Vanessa da Mata e Ben Harper... simplesmente lindo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-74.slide.com/widgets/sf.swf" style="width: 450px; height: 356px;" height="356" width="450"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-74.slide.com/widgets/sf.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=72057594049112436&amp;amp;site=widget-74.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=72057594049112436&amp;amp;map=C" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-74.slide.com/q1/72057594049112436/ms_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide8.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=72057594049112436&amp;amp;map=D" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-74.slide.com/q2/72057594049112436/ms_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide7.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"...Now we`re falling into the night..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-3627627558715935630?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/3627627558715935630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=3627627558715935630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/3627627558715935630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/3627627558715935630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/09/boa-sortegood-luck.html' title='Boa Sorte/Good Luck'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-6132156175996468989</id><published>2007-09-16T19:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T20:01:13.538+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Guru Ram Das</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Ru11K4DsMeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/H6j4S4k95w0/s1600-h/GuruRamDas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Ru11K4DsMeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/H6j4S4k95w0/s320/GuruRamDas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110869981842387426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para que a noite volte a abraçar o luar, estou mesmo a precisar de uma semana cheia de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"momentos Guru Ram Das"&lt;/span&gt;   ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;GURU GURU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;WAHE GURU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;GURU RAM DAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; GURU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este  mantra evoca  a energia protectora e curativa de Guru Ram Das, o 4º Guru da religião Sikh. Este cântico abre o nosso coração para a paz interior e concede-nos um estado de luz e de graça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="SpacedLines"&gt;(Calls upon Guru Ram Das in praise of his spiritual guiding light and protective grace.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" src="http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/85b4c5b3-8b68-4692-ab3f-b37d22f8cee6&amp;amp;theName=Guru Ram Das&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" height="94" width="328"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; padding-left: 2px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Rur0OoDsMcI/AAAAAAAAACk/x5yGvIEh-70/s320/shiva+parvati.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110165259313492418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E a noite voltou a ficar sem luar...&lt;br /&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/18464291-7891470846100926406?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/7891470846100926406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=7891470846100926406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7891470846100926406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7891470846100926406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/09/silncio.html' title='Silêncio'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Rur0OoDsMcI/AAAAAAAAACk/x5yGvIEh-70/s72-c/shiva+parvati.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-6648397204201311839</id><published>2007-09-08T19:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T20:11:14.515+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Desassossego</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RuLyJJPbPEI/AAAAAAAAACc/BO-S6zsuxQs/s1600-h/155148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RuLyJJPbPEI/AAAAAAAAACc/BO-S6zsuxQs/s320/155148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107911166304926786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Foram tantas vezes que já me senti assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Aquilo que se perdeu, aquilo que se deveria ter querido, aquilo que se obteve e satisfez por erro, o que amámos e perdemos e, depois de perder, vimos, amando por tê-lo perdido, que o não havíamos amado; o que julgávamos que pensávamos quando sentíamos; o que era uma memória e críamos que era uma emoção; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(...) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Quem sabe sequer o que pensa ou o que deseja? Quem sabe o que é para si-mesmo? Quantas coisas a música sugere e nos sabe bem que não possam ser! Quantas a noite recorda e choramos e não foram nunca!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fernando Pessoa, O livro do Desassossego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-6648397204201311839?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/6648397204201311839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=6648397204201311839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/6648397204201311839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/6648397204201311839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/09/aquilo-que-se-perdeu.html' title='Desassossego'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RuLyJJPbPEI/AAAAAAAAACc/BO-S6zsuxQs/s72-c/155148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-2387397883691953171</id><published>2007-09-03T19:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T19:45:26.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>49.Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RtxVj5PbPDI/AAAAAAAAACU/V7Vk3mP1tME/s1600-h/picTransf_Transf049Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RtxVj5PbPDI/AAAAAAAAACU/V7Vk3mP1tME/s320/picTransf_Transf049Love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106050152680602674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Carta do dia: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;49.Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A semente nunca está em perigo, lembre-se disso. Que perigo haveria para a semente? Ela está completamente protegida. Mas a planta está sempre em perigo, a planta é muito delicada. A semente é como uma rocha, dura, protegida por uma crosta grossa. Mas a planta precisa enfrentar mil e um perigos. E nem todas as plantas atingirão o estágio em que poderão florescer em mil e uma flores...&lt;br /&gt;Poucos seres humanos atingem o segundo estágio e, desses, muito poucos atingem o terceiro, o estágio da flor. Por que não podem atingir o estágio da flor? Por causa da ganância, por causa da miséria, não estão prontos para dividir... por causa de um estado em que há falta de amor. É necessário coragem para tornar-se uma planta, e é necessário amor para tornar-se uma flor.&lt;br /&gt;Uma flor significa que a árvore está abrindo seu coração, liberando seu perfume, oferecendo sua alma, vertendo seu ser na existência. Não continue sendo apenas uma semente. Reúna coragem: coragem para deixar para trás o ego, coragem para deixar para trás sua segurança, coragem para se tornar vulnerável.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tarot da Tranformação, Osho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-2387397883691953171?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/2387397883691953171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=2387397883691953171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/2387397883691953171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/2387397883691953171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/09/49amor.html' title='49.Amor'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RtxVj5PbPDI/AAAAAAAAACU/V7Vk3mP1tME/s72-c/picTransf_Transf049Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-88130878143537476</id><published>2007-08-13T20:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T21:26:27.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mul Mantra</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 0px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 128, 0); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; width: 110px; height: 46px;" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" src="http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/candle.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/eb851283-d0d6-49e0-a47b-7e9bba2ec827&amp;amp;theName=Snatam Kaur - Mul Mantra&amp;thePlayerURL=http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" height="140" width="92"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px;" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/eb851283-d0d6-49e0-a47b-7e9bba2ec827/Snatam-Kaur---Mul-Mantra/?widget=flash_player_candle"&gt;Snatam Kaur - Mul ...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Mul Mantra é um dos vários mantras com que meditamos no Kundalini Yoga. Esta interpretação feita pela querida Snatam Kaur torna ainda mais mágicas estas palavras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;"Ek Ong kar, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Sat Nam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Karta Purkh, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Nirbhav, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Nirvair,   &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Akal Murat, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Adjonii Sebhang Gur,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; Parsad Jap, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ad&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sach&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;, Jugad Sach, Je Bhi Sach,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; Nanak Josi, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Bhi Sach"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;(Cantar este mantra ajuda-nos a ficar mais conscientes de que a nossa alma é divina e orienta-nos na direcção da verdade.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-88130878143537476?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/88130878143537476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=88130878143537476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/88130878143537476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/88130878143537476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/08/mul-mantra.html' title='Mul Mantra'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-7157907689420956054</id><published>2007-07-20T19:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T19:37:20.033+01:00</updated><title type='text'>From Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RqEAs_KLhyI/AAAAAAAAACM/A7BZ0EZD_mY/s1600-h/odefig3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RqEAs_KLhyI/AAAAAAAAACM/A7BZ0EZD_mY/s320/odefig3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089349826773747490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;"From woman, man is born; within woman, man is conceived; to woman he is engaged and married. Woman becomes his friend; through woman, the future generations come. When his woman dies, he seeks another woman; to woman he is bound. So why call her bad? From her, kings are born. From woman, woman is born; without woman, there would be no one at all. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Guru Nanak Dev Ji in Raag Aasaa on Pannaa &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-7157907689420956054?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/7157907689420956054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=7157907689420956054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7157907689420956054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7157907689420956054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/07/from-woman.html' title='From Woman'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RqEAs_KLhyI/AAAAAAAAACM/A7BZ0EZD_mY/s72-c/odefig3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-2409106596942445184</id><published>2007-07-15T19:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T20:05:31.121+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alentejo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RppvWfKLhxI/AAAAAAAAACE/jllElR5F1Xw/s1600-h/alentejowe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RppvWfKLhxI/AAAAAAAAACE/jllElR5F1Xw/s320/alentejowe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087501161180399378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apresento um texto lindo que descobri durante as minhas pesquisas para as férias... É sobre o nosso querido Alentejo...  as cores, os sabores e os cheiros dessa terra que a torna inesquecível para o nosso coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;" É praia, é serra, são planícies sem fim. É cortiça, é azeite, é vinho – e muito espaço deixado aberto à natureza simples, alecrim e rosmaninho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;  É cartola de mágico, a todo o instante explorada: dela saem tapetes, chocalhos, petiscos.   Nela cabem humor, paciência, bonomia; e tanta sageza que, tão bem trabalhada, prende amantes e incautos nas malhas de uma filosofia dormente e não isenta de risco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;  É uma saudade sem dor, um sentimento que traz a cada dia esforçado um secreto sabor, a sensação inebriante de que, bem perto de nós, é possível encontrar o paraíso perdido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;À vista de todos, o Alentejo é cofre fechado com chave no coração."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.visitalentejo.pt/vPT/"&gt;http://www.visitalentejo.pt/vPT/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-2409106596942445184?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/2409106596942445184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=2409106596942445184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/2409106596942445184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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bg="" style="color: rgb(129, 172, 201);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Animal Spirit Guides ~ Which One Calls To You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(216, 233, 237);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/Aeon65/1089192065_hummerpink.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hummingbird Spirit Calls To You!&lt;br /&gt;Hummingbird represents optimism and sweetness.Being able to roll with the punches is an attribute of Hummingbird.&lt;br /&gt;Hummingbirds's Wisdom Includes:&lt;br /&gt;Ability to heal by using light as a laser from mouth&lt;br /&gt;Endurance over long journeys&lt;br /&gt;Ability to fly into small places to heal&lt;br /&gt;Joy&lt;br /&gt;Happiness&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Messenger, stopper of time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://www.othellobloke.co.uk/Nativemid/nativespirit.mid"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this &lt;a target="quizilla" style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/Aeon65/quizzes/Animal+Spirit+Guides+%7E+Which+One+Calls+To+You%3F"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-4897324177382430611?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/4897324177382430611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=4897324177382430611' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4897324177382430611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4897324177382430611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/06/animal-spirit-guides.html' title='Animal Spirit Guides'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-5197838113889062716</id><published>2007-06-04T19:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T19:37:26.071+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Acaso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RmRbXkviLPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XZNVNriAKsk/s1600-h/walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RmRbXkviLPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XZNVNriAKsk/s320/walk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072279540884188402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Cada um que passa em nossa vida,&lt;br /&gt;passa sozinho, pois cada pessoa é unica&lt;br /&gt;e nenhuma substitui outra.&lt;br /&gt;Cada um que passa em nossa vida,&lt;br /&gt;passa sozinho, mas não vai só&lt;br /&gt;nem nos deixa sos.&lt;br /&gt;Leva um pouco de nós mesmos,&lt;br /&gt;deixa um pouco de si mesmo. &lt;br /&gt;Essa é a maior responsabilidade de nossa vida,&lt;br /&gt;e a prova de que duas almas&lt;br /&gt;não se encontram ao acaso."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antoine de Saint-Exupéry&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/18464291-5197838113889062716?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/5197838113889062716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=5197838113889062716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/5197838113889062716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/5197838113889062716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/06/acaso.html' title='Acaso'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RmRbXkviLPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XZNVNriAKsk/s72-c/walk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-2625322922218245661</id><published>2007-05-24T21:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T21:54:45.554+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Renascer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RlX7cRGTUKI/AAAAAAAAABs/L5MSjRd_YLA/s1600-h/papoilas23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RlX7cRGTUKI/AAAAAAAAABs/L5MSjRd_YLA/s320/papoilas23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068233418720104610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grata por uma Primavera repleta de uma essencia muito especial.&lt;br /&gt;Porque tinha que ser sentido, porque tinha que ser vivido...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abro os meus braços&lt;br /&gt;e  sinto a luz tocar na minha pele…&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a luz entrar pelos meus poros&lt;br /&gt;transcendendo o que alguma vez senti.&lt;br /&gt;Brilho desvanecido&lt;br /&gt;que agora ganha  vida&lt;br /&gt;como o sangue que corre&lt;br /&gt;sem parar nas veias&lt;br /&gt;e que penetra na terra&lt;br /&gt;pelos meus pés descalços,&lt;br /&gt;fazendo florescer papoilas nos prados&lt;br /&gt;antes somente verdes.&lt;br /&gt;E num remoinho de sensações&lt;br /&gt;deito-me entre as pétalas vermelhas…&lt;br /&gt;Misturo-me com os odores, com os aromas,&lt;br /&gt;entrego-me ao divino e sinto-te em mim...&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/18464291-2625322922218245661?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/2625322922218245661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=2625322922218245661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/2625322922218245661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/2625322922218245661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/05/renascer.html' title='Renascer'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RlX7cRGTUKI/AAAAAAAAABs/L5MSjRd_YLA/s72-c/papoilas23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-4278993355712457256</id><published>2007-05-06T11:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T11:53:49.181+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Dia !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Rj2zlsiXSXI/AAAAAAAAABU/-PcYijtOFYs/s1600-h/77_gr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Rj2zlsiXSXI/AAAAAAAAABU/-PcYijtOFYs/s320/77_gr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061399016426129778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-4278993355712457256?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/4278993355712457256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=4278993355712457256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4278993355712457256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/4278993355712457256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/05/feliz-dia.html' title='Feliz Dia !'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/Rj2zlsiXSXI/AAAAAAAAABU/-PcYijtOFYs/s72-c/77_gr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-1274056180741351036</id><published>2007-04-18T19:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T19:45:08.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RiZnJtX3g8I/AAAAAAAAABE/IK9R1UWWnp8/s1600-h/04-01-Veiling+of+the+Soul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RiZnJtX3g8I/AAAAAAAAABE/IK9R1UWWnp8/s320/04-01-Veiling+of+the+Soul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054841048266146754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The moment you can love the being of an individual, then you love the God of an individual;&lt;br /&gt;the moment that experience happens, then you became a universal soul yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yogi Bhajan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-1274056180741351036?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/1274056180741351036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=1274056180741351036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/1274056180741351036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/1274056180741351036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/04/universal-love.html' title='Universal Love'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RiZnJtX3g8I/AAAAAAAAABE/IK9R1UWWnp8/s72-c/04-01-Veiling+of+the+Soul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-807376608994166536</id><published>2007-04-03T14:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T15:17:18.347+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Segredo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E neste lindo poema que encontrei, sinto também o meu segredo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RhJhfXHcl5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/OjVSHiEirSM/s1600-h/rrr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RhJhfXHcl5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/OjVSHiEirSM/s320/rrr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049205323644835730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Esta noite morri muitas vezes, à espera&lt;br /&gt;de um sonho que viesse de repente&lt;br /&gt;e às escuras dançasse com a minha alma&lt;br /&gt;enquanto fosses tu a conduzir&lt;br /&gt;O seu ritmo assombrado nas terras do corpo,&lt;br /&gt;toda a espiral das horas que se erguessem&lt;br /&gt;no poço dos sentidos. Quem és tu,&lt;br /&gt;promessa imaginária que me ensina&lt;br /&gt;a decifrar as intenções do vento&lt;br /&gt;a música da chuva nas janelas&lt;br /&gt;sob o frio de fevereiro? O amor&lt;br /&gt;ofereceu-me o teu rosto absoluto,&lt;br /&gt;projectou os teus olhos no meu céu&lt;br /&gt;e segreda-me agora uma palavra:&lt;br /&gt;o teu nome - essa última fala da última&lt;br /&gt;estrela quase a morrer&lt;br /&gt;pouco a pouco embebida no meu próprio sangue&lt;br /&gt;e o meu sangue à procura do teu coração."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fernando Pinto Amaral&lt;/span&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/18464291-807376608994166536?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/807376608994166536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=807376608994166536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/807376608994166536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/807376608994166536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/04/segredo.html' title='Segredo'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RhJhfXHcl5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/OjVSHiEirSM/s72-c/rrr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-1125434944960137474</id><published>2007-03-22T22:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-22T22:48:11.771Z</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful as a butterfly</title><content type='html'>Descobri o Kundalini Yoga… ainda tenho muito para aprender, mas o certo é que sinto-me óptima e o brilho vejo-o crescer dentro de mim a cada dia que passa, a cada aula...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontrei este vídeo durante as minhas pesquisas. É sobre este tipo de yoga e quatro mulheres Sul Africanas que contam a sua experiência de vida, e de como encontraram no Kundalini a sua cura... interessante  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-1223713229307854014&amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The beauty is not the MakeUp we wear, it`s totally the radiance that comes from the inside out, a women smile can ill the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talvez um dia, também me torne linda como uma borboleta....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-1125434944960137474?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/1125434944960137474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=1125434944960137474' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/1125434944960137474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/1125434944960137474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/03/beautiful-as-butterfly_22.html' title='Beautiful as a butterfly'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-9114152517608852986</id><published>2007-03-02T20:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-02T20:53:52.134Z</updated><title type='text'>Teardrop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/ReiOyZMKEZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nXBAzALlIJs/s1600-h/tear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/ReiOyZMKEZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nXBAzALlIJs/s320/tear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037433179620381074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Love, love is a verb&lt;br /&gt;Love is a doing word&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;Gentle impulsion&lt;br /&gt;Shakes me makes me lighter&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night, night of matter&lt;br /&gt;Black flowers blossom&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;Black flowers blossom&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water is my eye&lt;br /&gt;Most faithful mirror&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire of a confession&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;Most faithful mirror&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teardrop on the fire&lt;br /&gt;Fearless on my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're stumbling a little"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Massive Attack- Teardrop&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/18464291-9114152517608852986?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/9114152517608852986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=9114152517608852986' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/9114152517608852986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/9114152517608852986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/03/teardrop.html' title='Teardrop'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/ReiOyZMKEZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nXBAzALlIJs/s72-c/tear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-7009580942026095700</id><published>2007-02-19T23:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-19T23:09:16.257Z</updated><title type='text'>In blue....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RdouAWjm5QI/AAAAAAAAAAY/6Yj6kxpkJr0/s1600-h/sadness-in-blue.14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RdouAWjm5QI/AAAAAAAAAAY/6Yj6kxpkJr0/s320/sadness-in-blue.14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033386117129757954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-7009580942026095700?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/7009580942026095700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=7009580942026095700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7009580942026095700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/7009580942026095700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/02/in-blue.html' title='In blue....'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RdouAWjm5QI/AAAAAAAAAAY/6Yj6kxpkJr0/s72-c/sadness-in-blue.14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-3128173248043177398</id><published>2007-02-14T21:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:21:54.682Z</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RdN9Ouv5xyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IQCdpdsQ9WA/s1600-h/deusa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RdN9Ouv5xyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IQCdpdsQ9WA/s320/deusa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031502900723566370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"A beleza, o encanto, as qualidades morais ou intelectuais… cada um julga saber aquilo de que gosta num determinado homem ou numa determinada mulher. Na realidade, o que todos amam é o Único, o Criador, que fez dos seres aquilo que eles são. Sim, é Ele que vós amais, é d'Ele que vós gostais através de todas as criaturas. Quanto mais o divino se manifesta nelas como bondade, sabedoria, beleza, luz, força, mais vós as amais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Por isso, nunca podereis encontrar a plenitude e a alegria perfeita se, no ser que amais, não procurardes, para além dele, uma realidade mais vasta, mais rica. Depressa estareis enfadados e desiludidos. Procurareis então um outro amor, mas repetir-se-ão o mesmo enfado e a mesma decepção. Todas as objecções e todos os esforços que possais fazer nada mudarão nisso: enquanto não procurardes ver a Divindade naquele ou naquela que amais, não conhecereis a plenitude, pois ter-vos-eis enganado no caminho."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omraam Mikhaël Aïvanhov &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-3128173248043177398?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/3128173248043177398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=3128173248043177398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/3128173248043177398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/3128173248043177398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/02/pensamento.html' title='Pensamento'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aRF8PCePveA/RdN9Ouv5xyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IQCdpdsQ9WA/s72-c/deusa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-117119642834254016</id><published>2007-02-11T12:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-11T12:27:32.046Z</updated><title type='text'>Baú de memórias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/1600/662028/20060722152627_15%20violetas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/320/921150/20060722152627_15%20violetas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Poetas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir a alma dos poetas&lt;br /&gt;como se fosse a minha....&lt;br /&gt;Secretos campos de violetas&lt;br /&gt;que transbordam de aromas, de vida.&lt;br /&gt;Almas aladas que reluzem ao sol&lt;br /&gt;na desfolhada de cada palavra,&lt;br /&gt;de cada frase, de cada sentido..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rita, 15-04-2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Porque hoje apeteceu-me partilhar um pouco do que já escrevi, um pouco do meu passado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/18464291-117119642834254016?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/117119642834254016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=117119642834254016' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/117119642834254016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/117119642834254016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/02/ba-de-memrias.html' title='Baú de memórias'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-117044615749756674</id><published>2007-02-02T19:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-02T19:58:39.363Z</updated><title type='text'>Os Beijos da Verdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/1600/326646/12144314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/320/786378/12144314.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"O sonho é ver as formas invisiveis&lt;br /&gt;Da distância imprecisa, e, com sensiveis&lt;br /&gt;Movimentos da esp`rança e da vontade,&lt;br /&gt;Buscar na linha fria do horizonte&lt;br /&gt;A árvore, a praia, a flor, a ave, a fonte-&lt;br /&gt;Os beijos merecidos da Verdade."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos que agora não sinto... verdade que não encontro, vazio que me consome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-117044615749756674?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/117044615749756674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=117044615749756674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/117044615749756674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/117044615749756674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/02/os-beijos-da-verdade.html' title='Os Beijos da Verdade'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-116949633020490908</id><published>2007-01-22T19:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-22T20:05:30.216Z</updated><title type='text'>Sozinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/1600/164710/71208_199790596_42152175228tf_H035515_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/320/518286/71208_199790596_42152175228tf_H035515_L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-116949633020490908?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/116949633020490908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=116949633020490908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116949633020490908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116949633020490908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/01/sozinha.html' title='Sozinha'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-116916250524470590</id><published>2007-01-18T22:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-18T23:21:45.273Z</updated><title type='text'>Recordação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/1600/760193/71208_199790596_lluvia1gj_H220807_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/320/60274/71208_199790596_lluvia1gj_H220807_L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um novo ano que começa...  novas oportunidades de olhar e sentir a vida, novos olhares presos ao luar, novas preces cantadas às madrugadas que todas as noites servem de manto para me aquecer devolvendo-me uma imagem, um toque, um sorriso teu... procuro-te em toda a parte e a saudade, é o que encontro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sentei-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apoiei meus braços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e olhei em frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vi a cor doirada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do sol poente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gaivotas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brancas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tristes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;levantam vôo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;poisam sobre as águas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;falam-me de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;em soluços de água&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rebentando em mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e a imensidão da areia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;como a minha ideia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;não tem cor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nem fim!..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maria Beatriz dos Santos Ferreira in "Reflexos"&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/18464291-116916250524470590?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/116916250524470590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=116916250524470590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116916250524470590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116916250524470590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2007/01/recordao.html' title='Recordação'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-116673950456204451</id><published>2006-12-21T22:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-21T22:18:24.573Z</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/1600/584210/24048837.catCard_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/320/174788/24048837.catCard_small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um Natal muito feliz...&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/18464291-116673950456204451?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/116673950456204451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=116673950456204451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116673950456204451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116673950456204451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/12/feliz-natal.html' title='Feliz Natal'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-116587039201823995</id><published>2006-12-11T20:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-11T21:25:49.966Z</updated><title type='text'>Somente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/1600/617149/papoila.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/320/206080/papoila.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vamos ser somente uma alma e contemplar a noite com um sorriso no coração,&lt;br /&gt;vamos somente amarmo-nos de forma a perdermo-nos um no outro.&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/18464291-116587039201823995?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/116587039201823995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=116587039201823995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116587039201823995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116587039201823995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/12/somente.html' title='Somente'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-116558780703640340</id><published>2006-12-08T14:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-08T14:23:27.053Z</updated><title type='text'>Miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/1600/607744/the%20miracle%20of%20life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/320/197363/the%20miracle%20of%20life.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Crazy but I'm relieved this time&lt;br /&gt;Begging for sweet relief of blessing empty sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying behind these tired eyes&lt;br /&gt;I've been loosing sleep&lt;br /&gt;Please come to me&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands on a miracle&lt;br /&gt;I got my hands on a miracle&lt;br /&gt;Leave it or not, hands on a miracle&lt;br /&gt;And there ain't no way&lt;br /&gt;Let you take it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that we survived&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;Just lucky we're alive&lt;br /&gt;Got no vision I've been blind&lt;br /&gt;Searching every way you're right here in my sights"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Foo Fighters&lt;/span&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/18464291-116558780703640340?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/116558780703640340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=116558780703640340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116558780703640340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116558780703640340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/12/miracle.html' title='Miracle'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-116492130782890653</id><published>2006-11-30T21:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-30T21:15:07.840Z</updated><title type='text'>Quando se ama alguém...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/1600/778347/ausencia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7089/1807/320/640495/ausencia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste fim-de-semana inspiro-me no amor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Quando se ama alguém, tem-se sempre tempo para essa pessoa. E se ela não vem ter connosco, nós esperamos. O verbo esperar torna-se tão imperativo como o verbo respirar. A vida transforma-se numa estação de comboios e o vento anuncia-nos a chegada antes do alcance do olhar. O amor na espera ensina-nos a ver o futuro, a desejá-lo, a organizar tudo para que ele seja possível. É mais fácil esperar do que desistir. É mais fácil desejar do que esquecer. É mais fácil sonhar do que perder. E para quem vive a sonhar, é muito mais fácil viver."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Margarida Rebelo Pinto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Diário da Tua Ausência&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/18464291-116492130782890653?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/116492130782890653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=116492130782890653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116492130782890653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116492130782890653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/11/quando-se-ama-algum.html' title='Quando se ama alguém...'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-116380310401828198</id><published>2006-11-17T22:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-17T22:40:02.090Z</updated><title type='text'>Tesouro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/320/spring.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Nunca percas a chave do meu coração....&lt;/span&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/18464291-116380310401828198?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/116380310401828198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=116380310401828198' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116380310401828198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116380310401828198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/11/tesouro.html' title='Tesouro'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-116362457687884264</id><published>2006-11-15T20:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:02:56.893Z</updated><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/320/heart.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"O verdadeiro amor é a única doença do coração que é melhor&lt;br /&gt;«deixar andar»- a única condição cardíaca para a qual não existe,&lt;br /&gt;nem ninguem quer, ajuda."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/18464291-116362457687884264?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/116362457687884264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=116362457687884264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116362457687884264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116362457687884264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/11/true-love.html' title='True Love'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-116241093489799893</id><published>2006-11-01T19:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-01T19:55:34.916Z</updated><title type='text'>Time- lapse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RPVhN_DEO9Q"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RPVhN_DEO9Q" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RPVhN_DEO9Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RPVhN_DEO9Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/18464291-116241093489799893?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/116241093489799893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=116241093489799893' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116241093489799893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116241093489799893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/11/time-lapse_116241093489799893.html' title='Time- lapse'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-116232999927607119</id><published>2006-10-31T20:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:26:39.276Z</updated><title type='text'>A festa ancestral</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/Druids-Circle1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/320/Druids-Circle1.0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Nesta noite sagrada,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;na qual o véu que separa os mundos se encontra mais fino,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;somos visitados pelos nossos ancestrais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Acendo hoje uma vela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Relembro com amor aqueles que já partiram. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Uma noite de Samhain repleta de magia...&lt;/span&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/18464291-116232999927607119?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/116232999927607119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=116232999927607119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116232999927607119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116232999927607119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/10/festa-ancestral_31.html' title='A festa ancestral'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-116212466514958978</id><published>2006-10-29T12:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-29T12:24:25.160Z</updated><title type='text'>Flutuo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/Embalada%20no%20mar.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/320/Embalada%20no%20mar.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flutuo nos nossos doces momentos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e quero que nada mude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;pois o amanhã está para breve...&lt;br /&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/18464291-116212466514958978?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/116212466514958978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=116212466514958978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116212466514958978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116212466514958978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/10/flutuo_29.html' title='Flutuo'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-116137320040148721</id><published>2006-10-20T20:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T15:53:50.363+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn me on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/Prickly_Pear_2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/200/Prickly_Pear_2.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;"Like a flower waiting to bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Like a lightbulb in a dark room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm just sitting here waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;To come home and turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Like the desert waiting for the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Like a school kid waiting for the spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm just sitting here waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;To come on home and turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;My poor heart, it's been so dark since you been gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;After all, you're the one who turns me off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;You're the only one who can turn me back on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;My hi-fi's waiting for a new tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;The glass is waiting for some fresh ice cubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm just sitting here waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;To come on home and turn me on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Turn me on"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Norah Jones&lt;/span&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/18464291-116137320040148721?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/116137320040148721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=116137320040148721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116137320040148721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/116137320040148721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/10/turn-me-on.html' title='Turn me on'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-115945597745517999</id><published>2006-09-28T15:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T21:08:49.251+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida que corre no tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/timeless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/320/timeless.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A penumbra do meu presente, que agora é tão incerto, sinto-a como uma manta bem grossa que me envolve e sufoca. E suporto diariamente esse peso de não estar agora nas minhas mãos a concretização da minha vida. Ao pensar no dia de amanhã, sei que o tempo corre, sei precisamente quando terei que gritar e libertar-me desse sistema que manipula. E se isso acontecer, quero tanto que estejas comigo nesse momento, quero tanto ter-te ao meu lado...&lt;br /&gt;Sabes, só não vou deixar que me passe ao lado a oportunidade de lutar para que isso se concretize. Tenho tanta força, tanta motivação e quero tanto que lutes comigo... mas as tuas palavras latejam hoje na minha alma.&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/18464291-115945597745517999?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/115945597745517999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=115945597745517999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/115945597745517999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/115945597745517999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/09/vida-que-corre-no-tempo.html' title='A vida que corre no tempo'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-115849441280281657</id><published>2006-09-17T12:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T13:00:12.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Somente névoa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/110.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/320/110.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olho para o céu e vejo névoa.&lt;br /&gt;Não vejo as estrelas, não vejo a lua,&lt;br /&gt;vejo somente o que jamais pensei sentir...&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/18464291-115849441280281657?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/115849441280281657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=115849441280281657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/115849441280281657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/115849441280281657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/09/somente-nvoa.html' title='Somente névoa'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-115719965720007761</id><published>2006-09-02T13:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T13:20:57.210+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mal de te amar num sitio tão frágil como o mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/ALEJANDRO%20ALCAR%3F%3FZ%20FILIPPI%20-%20Fr%3F%3Fgil%20sombra.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/200/ALEJANDRO%20ALCAR%3F%3FZ%20FILIPPI%20-%20Fr%3F%3Fgil%20sombra.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mal de te amar neste lugar de imperfeição&lt;br /&gt;Onde tudo nos quebra e emudece&lt;br /&gt;Onde tudo nos mente e nos separa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia M. Breyner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-115719965720007761?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/115719965720007761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=115719965720007761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/115719965720007761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/115719965720007761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/09/mal-de-te-amar-num-sitio-to-frgil-como.html' title='Mal de te amar num sitio tão frágil como o mundo'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-114530329887130001</id><published>2006-04-17T20:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T20:48:18.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensar em ti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/x1pBR6R8NbxZriwl7OUrmecVSBnCPwWCtI7SuKnVHTeH-8m-yTNoh1_B45kW07bMqee6kuiGHzbkC5zIkLJ9oGnkhydB4NkRRROFJ2ceAt70lURDsWdHwpIGJqB9C2iDDYfr-bp6WnHh0w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/320/x1pBR6R8NbxZriwl7OUrmecVSBnCPwWCtI7SuKnVHTeH-8m-yTNoh1_B45kW07bMqee6kuiGHzbkC5zIkLJ9oGnkhydB4NkRRROFJ2ceAt70lURDsWdHwpIGJqB9C2iDDYfr-bp6WnHh0w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pensar em ti,&lt;br /&gt;inspira-me de poesia e&lt;br /&gt;a tua alma, linda, faz-se em versos,&lt;br /&gt;e o nosso amor, lindo, canta em versos...&lt;br /&gt;Versos de flores silvestres que sorriem ao luar,&lt;br /&gt;versos de mil cores encantadas,&lt;br /&gt;versos do teu corpo colado ao meu,&lt;br /&gt;pele com pele, alma com alma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-114530329887130001?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/114530329887130001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=114530329887130001' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/114530329887130001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/114530329887130001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/04/pensar-em-ti.html' title='Pensar em ti...'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-114262272482125322</id><published>2006-03-17T19:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-17T19:17:32.646Z</updated><title type='text'>Estrela da Tarde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/Sunset.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/320/Sunset.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;"Era a tarde mais longa de todas as tardes que me acontecia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Eu esperava por ti, tu não vinhas, tardavas e eu entardecia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Era tarde, tão tarde, que a boca tardando-lhe o beijo morria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Quando à boca da noite surgiste na tarde qual rosa tardia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;quando nós nos olhámos, tardámos no beijo que a boca pedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;e na tarde ficámos, unidos, ardendo na luz que morria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Em nós dois nessa tarde em que tanto tardaste o sol amanhecia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;era tarde de mais para haver outra noite, para haver outro dia."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ary dos Santos in «Cerejas»&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/18464291-114262272482125322?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/114262272482125322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=114262272482125322' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/114262272482125322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/114262272482125322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/03/estrela-da-tarde.html' title='Estrela da Tarde'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-114020858073974614</id><published>2006-02-17T20:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-17T20:40:21.693Z</updated><title type='text'>Quase de nada místico...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/mistico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/200/mistico.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Não, não deve ser nada este pulsar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;de dentro: só um lento desejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;de dançar. E nem deve ter grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;significado este vapor dourado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;e invisível a olhares alheios:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;só um pólen a meio, como de abelha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;à espera de voar. E não é com certeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;relevante este brilhante aqui:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;poeira de diamante que encontrei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;pelo verso e por acaso, poema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;muito breve e muito raso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;que (aproveitando) trago para ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ana Luisa Amaral &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; «Às Vezes o Paraíso» 1998&lt;/span&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/18464291-114020858073974614?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/114020858073974614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=114020858073974614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/114020858073974614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/114020858073974614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/02/quase-de-nada-mstico.html' title='Quase de nada místico...'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-113975878943074778</id><published>2006-02-12T15:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-12T15:43:36.733Z</updated><title type='text'>O Amor é o amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/x1pBR6R8NbxZriwl7OUrmecVa-CQTm0-z0bynIZe9Ri3_g7FHdfk4wxSI45S8GW0UlsQCq4UQkwQ0zmbFlq7UHoKUlgV_O2Ee1mQ29FZSrCSp-40F5Mf5gOBFWj3-k3gVp9jtiF8lOOmIQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/200/x1pBR6R8NbxZriwl7OUrmecVa-CQTm0-z0bynIZe9Ri3_g7FHdfk4wxSI45S8GW0UlsQCq4UQkwQ0zmbFlq7UHoKUlgV_O2Ee1mQ29FZSrCSp-40F5Mf5gOBFWj3-k3gVp9jtiF8lOOmIQ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;"O amor é o amor - e depois?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Vamos ficar os dois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;a imaginar, a imaginar?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;O meu peito contra o teu peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;cortando o mar, cortando o ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Num leito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;há todo o espaço para amar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Na nossa carne estamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;sem destino, sem medo, sem pudor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;e trocamos - somos um? somos dois? -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;espírito e calor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;O amor é o amor - e depois?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Alexandre O´Neill (1960)&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/18464291-113975878943074778?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/113975878943074778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=113975878943074778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113975878943074778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113975878943074778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/02/o-amor-o-amor.html' title='O Amor é o amor'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-113839797327414455</id><published>2006-01-27T21:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-27T21:40:26.773Z</updated><title type='text'>21 de Janeiro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/x1pBR6R8NbxZriwl7OUrmecVTSRcAiqT2GbCnbDN5lwYA_mJ5yl0XdqSgu6A_GVRx2H6VYMHOVrQs_zQj1yIgzV-utL3TlI7czLbN5wINYsK1YVicnB-_917dqjSV05D4g0Di0bnYxYIuA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/320/x1pBR6R8NbxZriwl7OUrmecVTSRcAiqT2GbCnbDN5lwYA_mJ5yl0XdqSgu6A_GVRx2H6VYMHOVrQs_zQj1yIgzV-utL3TlI7czLbN5wINYsK1YVicnB-_917dqjSV05D4g0Di0bnYxYIuA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Neste dia tão especial,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;celebramos  o nosso encontro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o nosso sentir ladeado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pelos elementos ancestrais:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as estrelas, o vento, a natureza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Madrugada cósmica que nos envolveu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enlaçando os nossos destinos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabia que um dia o amor chegaria a mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e que os dias e noites de amarga solidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dariam lugar às mais doces vivências..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E a vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apresentou-te como a chave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dessa minha intuição,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;onde eu já te amava e sentia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muito antes de saber quem eras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E tudo se tornou tão perfeito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;são só certezas que fazem o tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fluir com sentido existencial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;que fazem o tempo correr ansiando pelo futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neste dia tão especial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;celebramos a nossa felicidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o nosso amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o nosso sonho concretizado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;onde tu és todos os momentos.&lt;/span&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/18464291-113839797327414455?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/113839797327414455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=113839797327414455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113839797327414455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113839797327414455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/01/21-de-janeiro.html' title='21 de Janeiro...'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-113726598786180705</id><published>2006-01-14T18:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-14T19:16:15.596Z</updated><title type='text'>Mágico 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/dreamer2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/320/dreamer2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Nunca é tarde demais para desejar a todos um 2006 fantástico,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;onde o sonhar será simplesmente o primeiro passo para a concretização de todos os vossos desejos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Um muito feliz e sempre mágico 2006!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/18464291-113726598786180705?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/113726598786180705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=113726598786180705' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113726598786180705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113726598786180705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2006/01/mgico-2006.html' title='Mágico 2006'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-113526969281582263</id><published>2005-12-22T16:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-22T16:46:30.133Z</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/santa.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/200/santa.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Que seja uma noite onde os corações &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;apelem  à partilha de ternura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;com todos aqueles que nos acompanham &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;nesta caminhada pela vida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;com todos aqueles que amamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt; e queremos amar eternamente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Para Todos um Natal muito Feliz cheio de muito Amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&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/18464291-113526969281582263?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/113526969281582263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=113526969281582263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113526969281582263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113526969281582263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2005/12/feliz-natal.html' title='Feliz Natal'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-113491133807390704</id><published>2005-12-18T12:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-18T13:18:08.500Z</updated><title type='text'>Desejo do coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/coracao-praia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/320/coracao-praia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Desejo que o meu amor chegue a ti sempre na sua plenitude para que te sintas o mais amado, para que vivas em paz e em felicidade. Quero que saibas que o meu amor será sempre teu, até para além da vida; eterno, infinito... De todos os presentes que te posso oferecer, este é o mais precioso de todos: o meu coração... que te envolve, que te abraça, que te ama todos os dias. Quero que saibas que em cada dia que renasce, sinto-me uma nova mulher porque em ti, encontro a luz, a renovação, a alegria e o encanto de viver e de amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;És e serás sempre a minha estrela, que brilhará todas as noites, bem lá no alto... por amor...&lt;/span&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/18464291-113491133807390704?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/113491133807390704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=113491133807390704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113491133807390704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113491133807390704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2005/12/desejo-do-corao.html' title='Desejo do coração'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-113180596881886664</id><published>2005-11-12T14:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-12T14:48:25.806Z</updated><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/love1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/320/love1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;E na hora da partida, deixo os que amo... Caminho inevitável, onde não existe escolha possível. E a saudade será a minha companheira das horas infindáveis de solidão, em que as lágrimas irão beijar a minha face por tudo o que irei perder. Levo nesta rosa os momentos, os cheiros, as memórias para depois admirá-la todos os dias e sentir-vos. Vou secar as suas pétalas, tornando-as eternas, como o amor que arrebata o meu coração. E na hora da partida, deixo os que amo... e a saudade andará sempre presa a mim.&lt;/span&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/18464291-113180596881886664?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/113180596881886664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=113180596881886664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113180596881886664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113180596881886664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2005/11/saudade.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-113137489269824140</id><published>2005-11-07T14:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-07T14:48:12.706Z</updated><title type='text'>Love Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/74188715.img.small.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/320/74188715.img.small.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Amanhã dar-lhes-emos apenas&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uma folha da árvore do nosso amor,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uma folha que há-de cair sobre a terra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;como se a tivessem produzido os nossos lábios,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como um beijo caído&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;das nossas alturas invencíveis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para mostrar o fogo e a ternura&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de um amor verdadeiro."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/18464291-113137489269824140?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/113137489269824140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=113137489269824140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113137489269824140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113137489269824140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2005/11/love-tree.html' title='Love Tree'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-113111511888340746</id><published>2005-11-04T14:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-04T14:40:12.020Z</updated><title type='text'>Dar sem nada ter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/Dar%20sem%20nada%20ter.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/320/Dar%20sem%20nada%20ter.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"Não reconheço outra grandeza que não seja a bondade"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; Beethoven , Ludwig&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esta imagem marcou-me pela sua grandiosidade... é o dar, é o partilhar o pouco que se tem... é a benovolência, o apelo à sobrevivência conjunta não olhando às diferenças. É o laço ancestral, mas ainda bem vivo, entre o homem e o animal.&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/18464291-113111511888340746?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/113111511888340746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=113111511888340746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113111511888340746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113111511888340746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2005/11/dar-sem-nada-ter.html' title='Dar sem nada ter'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18464291.post-113086802748687304</id><published>2005-11-01T17:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-01T18:32:48.923Z</updated><title type='text'>O inicio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/640/Picture2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/320/Picture2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida metamorfoseada....&lt;br /&gt;... é o novo começo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18464291-113086802748687304?l=deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/feeds/113086802748687304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18464291&amp;postID=113086802748687304' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113086802748687304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18464291/posts/default/113086802748687304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deleitomeaoluar.blogspot.com/2005/11/o-inicio.html' title='O inicio'/><author><name>Nirvair</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06769917003356692943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7089/1807/1600/luar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
