<?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/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' gd:etag='W/&quot;CkICSXo9fip7ImA9WhNSGE0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267</id><updated>2012-11-01T18:09:28.466-02:00</updated><category term='Almir Sater'/><category term='Hoobastank'/><category term='semana'/><category term='otimismo'/><category term='carnaval'/><category term='Patrick Swayze'/><category term='Dia do amigo'/><category term='outono'/><category term='flores'/><category term='social'/><category term='signo'/><category term='música'/><category term='Shirley Carvalho'/><category term='mulher'/><category term='Pitty'/><category term='sentimento'/><category term='planeta'/><category term='vida'/><category term='natal'/><category term='Luciana Melo'/><category term='agradecimento'/><category term='Maná'/><category term='vídeo'/><category term='oração'/><category term='aniversário'/><category term='atualidade'/><category term='atitude'/><category term='amizade'/><category term='31 de dezembro'/><category term='reflexão'/><category term='filmes'/><category term='Terra'/><category term='revista'/><category term='humor'/><category term='Teste'/><category term='Marcelo Jeneci'/><category term='emoções'/><category term='superação'/><category term='respeito'/><category term='pessoa'/><category term='meu aniversário'/><category term='fim de ano'/><category term='gentileza'/><category term='Lisahair'/><category term='livro'/><category term='saudade'/><category term='Beto Guedes'/><category term='amor'/><category term='educação'/><category term='alegria'/><category term='blog'/><category term='Banda Catedral'/><category term='responsabilidade'/><category term='cabelos'/><category term='primavera'/><category term='mensagem do dia'/><category term='motivação'/><category term='vitória'/><category term='espiritualidade'/><category term='coração'/><category term='dia dos namorados'/><category term='páscoa'/><category term='saúde'/><category term='Ana Carolina'/><category term='cosméticos'/><category term='Michael Jackson'/><category term='astrologia'/><category term='comportamento'/><category term='selo'/><category term='são paulo'/><category term='dúvida'/><category term='trabalho'/><title>Colher uma FLOR pode abalar uma ESTRELA</title><subtitle type='html'>Aqui você encontrará os mais variados assuntos, sejam eles relevantes ou até mesmo o contrário, que de uma forma ou de outra me faz seguir adiante na trajetória da VIDA, sendo que alguns são de minha autoria. Se por acaso for postado algum texto ou imagem sem a devida fonte, avise-me para que eu possa fazer as devidas alterações ou se preciso for, anular do blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>210</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkICSXo8fSp7ImA9WhNSGE0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-8014710387139447783</id><published>2012-11-01T18:09:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-11-01T18:09:28.475-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-11-01T18:09:28.475-02:00</app:edited><title>Restaurações Dom Moleiro: Como retirar tinta velha de portas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://restauromoleiro.blogspot.com/2012/03/como-retirar-tinta-velha-de-portas.html?spref=bl"&gt;Restaurações Dom Moleiro: Como retirar tinta velha de portas&lt;/a&gt;: Minha amiga Cacau ,solicitou informações para tirar tinta antiga de algumas portas do seu sítio, que estão desgastadas pelo tempo. Aí vai :...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-8014710387139447783?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/8014710387139447783/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=8014710387139447783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/8014710387139447783?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/8014710387139447783?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2012/11/restauracoes-dom-moleiro-como-retirar.html' title='Restaurações Dom Moleiro: Como retirar tinta velha de portas'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkMNQXk7eCp7ImA9WhNSEUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-5546976555841253572</id><published>2012-10-24T18:28:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-10-24T18:28:10.700-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-10-24T18:28:10.700-02:00</app:edited><title>SEGUIR O NOSSO CORAÇÃO (de ValériaC)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://docefilosofia.blogspot.com/2012/10/seguir-o-nosso-coracao-de-valeriac.html?spref=bl"&gt;DoceFilosofia: SEGUIR O NOSSO CORAÇÃO (de ValériaC)&lt;/a&gt;: Dia destes ouvi uma pessoa dizer que o nosso maior erro é seguir o &amp;nbsp;coração, pois ele sempre nos engana. Na hora eu pensei: o problema n...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-5546976555841253572?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/5546976555841253572/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=5546976555841253572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/5546976555841253572?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/5546976555841253572?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2012/10/seguir-o-nosso-coracao-de-valeriac.html' title='SEGUIR O NOSSO CORAÇÃO (de ValériaC)'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DU8ARHo7cSp7ImA9WhNTFEQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-2139234309148858034</id><published>2012-10-17T15:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-10-17T15:17:25.409-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-10-17T15:17:25.409-03:00</app:edited><title>FÁCIL DE FAZER!  Luminária em PVC -  </title><content type='html'>Nas minhas "andanças" na net, foi a ideia mais prática que encontrei e ADOREI! &lt;br /&gt;
Vou fazer. :D&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DeKLjxdMWCg/UD_OhQjm3iI/AAAAAAAAMSg/CF-O9X9wGn4/s1600/AAAdesequilibrio.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DeKLjxdMWCg/UD_OhQjm3iI/AAAAAAAAMSg/CF-O9X9wGn4/s200/AAAdesequilibrio.bmp" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Não há nenhuma árvore que o vento não tenha sacudido."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Provérbio 
hindu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;Pense 
no quanto você aprendeu com algum desequilíbrio que tenha vivido. Temos por 
hábito acreditar que os desequilíbrios nos conduzem a um fracasso iminente, 
impedindo-nos de concretizar um sonho acalentado há muito 
tempo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se 
refletirmos um pouco, veremos que a fome é um sinal de desequilíbrio, é a 
manifestação do organismo dizendo-nos que é preciso ingerir alimentos para 
suprir a carência que se estabeleceu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A 
sensação de frio é a manifestação do corpo em desequilíbrio, dizendo-nos que o 
calor que ele é capaz de gerar, é insuficiente para manter-nos 
aquecidos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;A 
sede indica-nos que há um desequilíbrio, pois o líquido existente no corpo não é 
o bastante, naquele instante, para o pleno funcionamento dos nossos 
órgãos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;E 
o que dizer do andar? Equilibramo-nos sobre as duas pernas, mas a locomoção só 
ocorre através do desequilíbrio, onde um membro sucede automaticamente 
outro.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Vemos, 
assim, que a vida se manifesta numa sucessão de instantes de desequilíbrios, que 
possuem a finalidade de conduzir-nos a um novo equilíbrio. Por que então 
fazermos do aparente insucesso um fracasso definitivo? Por que transformarmos 
uma iniciativa que não deu certo, em falta de ânimo para prosseguir tentando? 
Haverá alguém que nunca tenha errado em algum empreendimento, no juízo sobre uma 
pessoa ou numa impressão sobre um fato qualquer?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;A 
história registra a saga de alguns grandes vencedores, que inicialmente 
experimentaram derrotas, mas que buscando suas forças interiores tornaram-se 
ainda mais capazes, superando as próprias limitações.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Se 
nos pântanos e entre as pedras nascem flores, podemos nos meios das crises e do 
caos assimilarmos preciosas lições, mudando o foco dos nossos planos e ações, 
assumindo uma nova postura.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Tudo 
na vida contribui para a nossa evolução.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Muitas 
vezes os problemas não são tão grandes e complexos quanto parecem, mas a forma 
como estamos encarando-os pode não ser a mais correta. O nosso olhar é que 
precisa ser modificado. Mudar a maneira de enxergar as coisas implica também em 
desequilibrar-se, ir ao encontro de novos modelos, valores que nos permitam 
construir um jeito próprio de resolver os problemas, preservando-nos e 
respeitando o jeito de ser de cada um.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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desequilíbrios podem também ser encarados como mediadores de uma nova situação. 
Cada um de nós é convidado na sucessão dos desequilíbrios diários e naturais, a 
alcançar maior dose de equilíbrio interior, avançando sem cessar na conquista da 
própria iluminação. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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isso, iluminemo-nos a cada desequilíbrio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-3413111193461473895?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/3413111193461473895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=3413111193461473895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/3413111193461473895?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/3413111193461473895?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2012/08/desequilibrio.html' title='Desequilíbrio'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DeKLjxdMWCg/UD_OhQjm3iI/AAAAAAAAMSg/CF-O9X9wGn4/s72-c/AAAdesequilibrio.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C0EMQXs8fip7ImA9WhJQFE8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-8275649002112687363</id><published>2012-06-15T20:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-07-27T17:41:20.576-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-07-27T17:41:20.576-03:00</app:edited><title>Deus levou a pessoa mais importante da minha trajetória de vida.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Esta foto foi tirada nas festividades de fim de ano)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Lembro de todo o amor, confiança, valores morais e príncipios que me dedicou a sua vida toda...e o tempo trouxe muitas mudanças... &lt;/div&gt;
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Você se foi... &lt;strong&gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; Mas uma coisa nunca mudará...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; A saudade eterna, o carinho, o amor que sinto, os valores morais, história de vida e muito respeito que tenho pela senhora. Gostaria de tê-la pertinho de nós por mais uns 100 anos, mas Deus nos separou, continuo sentindo a presença da senhora isso é o que conforta o meu coração, que saudade!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Só tenho que agradecer por esses anos que passamos juntas, sempre caminhando lado a lado, com muita fé, perseverança e paciência, superando com a ajuda de Deus e Nossa Senhora,  as barreiras da vida, sempre juntas em momentos felizes e tristes. Quero agradecer e dizer que a senhora foi e sempre será a melhor mãe, amiga, avó, esposa, filha, e acima de tudo...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;UMA GRANDE MULHER!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Te amo! Saudades!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(A senhora se foi num dia lindo,&amp;nbsp;Dia do Sagrado Coração de Jesus e de Maria) e no mês bonito também, o qual se comemora a data de muitos santos. Mas peço que ELES&amp;nbsp;curem o coração&amp;nbsp;da senhora, motivo pelo qual nos deixou repentinamente,&amp;nbsp;pois a senhora não era cardiopata. Que Deus e Nossa&amp;nbsp;Senhora&amp;nbsp;ilumine o seu viver nessa nova jornada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A morte não é a maior perda da vida!&lt;br /&gt; A maior perda da vida é o que morre dentro de nós enquanto vivemos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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(E eu não deixarei morrer nada do que explicitei aqui.)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;(Minha mãe era muito católica e vez ou outra rezava-se o terço em casa e as Legionárias de Maria cantavam essa música e eu dizia para a minha mãe que não gostava muito pois lembrava despedida para o "outro lado da vida"), mas ela não concordava. E noites traiçoeiras do Padre Marcelo?!? Ela também cantava muito essa música ultimamente (e ela se foi à noite)... Mas um dia estaremos juntas novamente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Por que se preocupar com o que dizem de você?&lt;/div&gt;
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Siga em frente lutando por seus ideais e deixe o caluniador perder seu tempo, parado, sem progredir.&lt;/div&gt;
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O boateiro é antes de tudo um recalcado, que deseja constantemente transferir a sua incompetência, extravasando a inveja sobre alguém que é melhor do que ele.&lt;/div&gt;
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Quando o boateiro perceber, você já terá progredido tanto que ele assistirá à sua vitória, derrotado pela própria inveja, e, a partir daí, o deixará em paz para sempre.&lt;/div&gt;
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O mentiroso então escolherá outra pessoa para extravasar os recalques, traçando para si uma vida vazia e fútil, rodeado de pessoas falsas e mentirosas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-6915807040152864377?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/6915807040152864377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=6915807040152864377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/6915807040152864377?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/6915807040152864377?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2012/05/boato.html' title='Boato'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0MEQnY5fCp7ImA9WhVVEUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-5777992409798489959</id><published>2012-05-04T12:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-05-04T12:30:03.824-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-04T12:30:03.824-03:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagem do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivação'/><title>Girassóis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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Nossos olhos são seletivos, nós "focalizamos" o que queremos ver e deixamos de ver o restante. Escolha focalizar o lado melhor, mais bonito, mais vibrante das coisas, assim como o girassol escolhe sempre estar virado para o sol!! &lt;/div&gt;
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Você já reparou como é fácil ficar baixo astral? "estou de baixo astral porque está chovendo, porque tenho uma conta para pagar, porque não tenho exatamente o dinheiro ou aparência que eu gostaria de ter, porque eu ainda não fui valorizada(o). É claro que tem hora que a gente não está bem. &lt;/div&gt;
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Mas a nossa atitude deveria ser a de uma antena que tenta, ao máximo possível, pegar o lado bom da vida. &lt;/div&gt;
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Na natureza, nós temos uma antena que é assim. O girassol. O girassol se volta para onde o sol estiver, mesmo que o sol esteja escondido atrás de uma nuvem. Nós temos de ser mais assim, aprender a realçar o que de bom recebemos. &lt;/div&gt;
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Aprender a ampliar pequenos gestos positivos e transformá-los em grandes acontecimentos. Temos de treinar para sermos girassol, que busca Sol, a vitalidade, a força, a beleza. &lt;/div&gt;
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Por que só nos preparamos para as viagens, e não para a vida, que é uma viagem? &lt;/div&gt;
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Apreciar o amor profundo que alguém em um determinado momento dirige a você. &lt;/div&gt;
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Apreciar um sorriso luminoso de alegria de alguém que você gosta. &lt;/div&gt;
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Apreciar uma palavra amiga, que vem soar reconfortante, reanimadora. &lt;/div&gt;
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Apreciar a festividade, a alegria, a risada. &lt;/div&gt;
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E quando estivéssemos voltando a ficar mal-humorados, tristonhos, desanimados, revoltados que pudéssemos nos lembrar de novo de sermos girassóis. &lt;/div&gt;
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Selecione o melhor deste mundo, valorize tudo o que de bonito e bom que haja nele e retenha isto dentro de você. &lt;/div&gt;
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É este o segredo de quem consegue manter um alto grau de vitalidade interna. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-5777992409798489959?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/5777992409798489959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=5777992409798489959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/5777992409798489959?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/5777992409798489959?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2012/05/girassois.html' title='Girassóis'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xDigWWH1xps/TYpSXus2kyI/AAAAAAAAKQU/xOsHo2EEvPM/s72-c/aed3.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUMFQXw_eCp7ImA9WhVSGUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-3877972743697176525</id><published>2012-03-16T13:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-03-16T21:16:50.240-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-03-16T21:16:50.240-03:00</app:edited><title>Às vezes, a vida cansa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seria inocente ignorar que, às vezes, a vida cansa. Balança. É como se as infindas, escuras e obscuras noites dos países nórdicos invadissem a psique pessoal. Quase sobrenatural.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E o cansaço é um ladrão, pois rouba a essência vital que é a fonte da própria energia do viver. Um defraudador daquilo que o brinda a mera possibilidade de se manifestar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Parasita emocional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Momentos sui generis onde a razão da existência é questionada furtivamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Indolente. Em tais momentos, homéricas batalhas entre o existir e o sucumbir acontecem na cognição pessoal. Felizmente, o instinto de sobrevivência é, por natureza, mais forte que os frágeis e flutuantes sentimentos humanos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seria inocente ignorar que, às vezes, da vida me canso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Então, descanso. Agradecido remanso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-3877972743697176525?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/3877972743697176525/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=3877972743697176525&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/3877972743697176525?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/3877972743697176525?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2012/03/as-vezes-vida-cansa.html' title='Às vezes, a vida cansa'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CE8BQ3o4fSp7ImA9WhVSFks.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-1409475571803415590</id><published>2012-03-13T15:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-03-13T15:20:52.435-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-03-13T15:20:52.435-03:00</app:edited><title>Mas que sopro divino liberta os depósitos de vento, que não sabemos onde ficam? Ou sabemos?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--XsMVevWJsA/T1-QBKX9Z9I/AAAAAAAAKtY/N1U335MLMls/s1600/o_vento2-752437.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--XsMVevWJsA/T1-QBKX9Z9I/AAAAAAAAKtY/N1U335MLMls/s320/o_vento2-752437.jpeg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719448401422936018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;quot;Movimento &amp;#233; n&amp;#227;o prender o pensamento.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Como a voz e a can&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o que expressam sentimento, o ar passa pelos&lt;br&gt;pulm&amp;#245;es, faz pensar em movimento.&lt;br&gt;O vento flui pelo corpo, junta tempo e movimento, traz alento e mostra&lt;br&gt;em n&amp;#243;s qual &amp;#233; o tempo dos tempos.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;*&lt;br&gt;  *&lt;br&gt;&amp;#184;.&amp;#183;&amp;#180; *.&amp;#183;&amp;#180;&amp;#168;)&amp;#184;.&amp;#183;*)-:&amp;#166;:--:&amp;#166;:-&lt;br&gt;(&amp;#184;.&amp;#183;&amp;#180; (&amp;#184;.&amp;#183;&amp;#180; .&amp;#183;&amp;#180;.&amp;#183;&amp;#180;&amp;#175;`&amp;#183; *&lt;br&gt;                          *&lt;br&gt;                              * Sonia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-1409475571803415590?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/1409475571803415590/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=1409475571803415590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/1409475571803415590?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/1409475571803415590?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2012/03/mas-que-sopro-divino-liberta-os.html' title='Mas que sopro divino liberta os depósitos de vento, que não sabemos onde ficam? Ou sabemos?'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--XsMVevWJsA/T1-QBKX9Z9I/AAAAAAAAKtY/N1U335MLMls/s72-c/o_vento2-752437.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkAFRX48eCp7ImA9WhVSEkw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-356421949872669383</id><published>2012-03-08T10:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-03-08T10:51:54.070-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-03-08T10:51:54.070-03:00</app:edited><title>Parabéns a todas as MULHERES neste dia tão especial!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jt9ckuXlrP4/T1i5enZnbFI/AAAAAAAAKss/MiUZC9xPHnI/s1600/mulher-714071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jt9ckuXlrP4/T1i5enZnbFI/AAAAAAAAKss/MiUZC9xPHnI/s320/mulher-714071.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717523662570482770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;quot;… cuida-te muito em n&amp;#227;o fazer chorar uma mulher, pois Deus conta as&lt;br&gt;suas l&amp;#225;grimas. A mulher foi feita da costela do homem, n&amp;#227;o dos p&amp;#233;s&lt;br&gt;para ser pisoteada, nem da cabe&amp;#231;a para ser superior, sen&amp;#227;o do lado&lt;br&gt;para ser igual… debaixo do bra&amp;#231;o para ser protegida e do lado do&lt;br&gt;cora&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o para ser amada&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;*&lt;br&gt;  *&lt;br&gt;&amp;#184;.&amp;#183;&amp;#180; *.&amp;#183;&amp;#180;&amp;#168;)&amp;#184;.&amp;#183;*)-:&amp;#166;:--:&amp;#166;:-&lt;br&gt;(&amp;#184;.&amp;#183;&amp;#180; (&amp;#184;.&amp;#183;&amp;#180; .&amp;#183;&amp;#180;.&amp;#183;&amp;#180;&amp;#175;`&amp;#183; *&lt;br&gt;                          *&lt;br&gt;                              * Sonia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-356421949872669383?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/356421949872669383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=356421949872669383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/356421949872669383?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/356421949872669383?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2012/03/parabens-todas-as-mulheres-neste-dia.html' title='Parabéns a todas as MULHERES neste dia tão especial!'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jt9ckuXlrP4/T1i5enZnbFI/AAAAAAAAKss/MiUZC9xPHnI/s72-c/mulher-714071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkIERX48fip7ImA9WhVQEEs.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-5337986064130685218</id><published>2012-02-22T22:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-03-29T20:41:44.076-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-03-29T20:41:44.076-03:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagem do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><title>Armadura de caráter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiubt2b6YBM/TkROfyON9OI/AAAAAAAAKUk/WOPWk66xvf4/s1600/latent-of-the-person.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="157px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiubt2b6YBM/TkROfyON9OI/AAAAAAAAKUk/WOPWk66xvf4/s200/latent-of-the-person.jpeg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Para colocar em prática a inibição instintiva exigida pelo mundo moderno e aguentar o êxtase de energia resultante desta inibição, o ego tem de sofrer uma mudança. O ego, isto é, aquela parte da pessoa que se expõe ao perigo, enrijece, como dizemos, se submetida continuamente aos mesmos ou semelhantes conflitos entre a necessidade e um mundo exterior atemorizante. Ele adquire nesse processo um modo de reação crônico automático, isto é, o seu “caráter”. &lt;/div&gt;
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É como se a personalidade afetiva se colocasse dentro de uma armadura, como se a casca dura que ele desenvolve tivesse a intenção de desviar e enfraquecer os golpes do mundo exterior assim como o clamor de necessidades interiores. &lt;/div&gt;
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Esta armadura torna a pessoa menos sensível ao desprazer, mas também restringe a sua motilidade libidinosa e agressiva para as conquistas e o prazer. Dizemos que o ego se tornou menos flexível e mais rígido, e que a habilidade para regular a economia de energia depende da extensão da armadura.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(por Wilhelm Reich)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-5337986064130685218?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/5337986064130685218/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=5337986064130685218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/5337986064130685218?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/5337986064130685218?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2012/02/armadura-de-carater.html' title='Armadura de caráter'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiubt2b6YBM/TkROfyON9OI/AAAAAAAAKUk/WOPWk66xvf4/s72-c/latent-of-the-person.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0EHQn04cCp7ImA9WhRaE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-5798499933300002466</id><published>2012-02-15T11:51:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T21:47:13.338-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-02-15T21:47:13.338-02:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagem do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='otimismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivação'/><title>Novas descobertas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ytUVrnt-1qQ/TzxDh-bQnyI/AAAAAAAAKmk/weY2gU6Htzc/s1600/fazer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ytUVrnt-1qQ/TzxDh-bQnyI/AAAAAAAAKmk/weY2gU6Htzc/s1600/fazer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Em todo ser humano existe uma curiosidade instintiva pelo que vai ao seu redor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E assim se processa todo o acúmulo de nossos conhecimentos. Quanto mais curiosidade mais aprendizado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando na idade mais avançada, não podemos deixar que este nível de buscas se arrefeça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do velho ditado: "saber não ocupa lugar", vem a grande verdade de que quanto mais sabemos mais devemos buscar. Aquele que se deixa abater não se interessar por nada, está decretando sua morte em vida. A cada nova descoberta estamos vivendo com dignidade e gratidão o tempo que nos é oferecido por Deus de estarmos cooperando com sua obra. Cada dia vivido deve ser enriquecido por novas descobertas.&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/3620434620341300267-5798499933300002466?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/5798499933300002466/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=5798499933300002466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/5798499933300002466?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/5798499933300002466?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2012/02/novas-descobertas.html' title='Novas descobertas'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ytUVrnt-1qQ/TzxDh-bQnyI/AAAAAAAAKmk/weY2gU6Htzc/s72-c/fazer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkUEQ3c-eCp7ImA9WhRbFU8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-3217525752462718414</id><published>2012-02-06T08:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T08:30:02.950-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-02-06T08:30:02.950-02:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagem do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivação'/><title>Trabalho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
O trabalho enobrece o homem.&lt;/div&gt;
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Conscientize-se definitivamente de que o trabalho é uma das coisas mais importantes da vida do ser humano.&lt;/div&gt;
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Portanto, dedique-se a ele com amor e procure sentir prazer naquilo que faz.&lt;/div&gt;
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Não importa se o seu trabalho é humilde, cumpra-o com dignidade.&lt;/div&gt;
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Não queira galgar os degraus do sucesso e da realização de uma só vez.&lt;/div&gt;
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Antes de tudo, você precisa demonstrar responsabilidade e talento para conquistar tudo aquilo que lhe é de direito.&lt;/div&gt;
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Vá com calma que com o tempo seus valores serão reconhecidos, e os mais altos patamares da vida o esperarão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-3217525752462718414?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/3217525752462718414/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=3217525752462718414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/3217525752462718414?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/3217525752462718414?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2012/02/trabalho.html' title='Trabalho'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>R. Dom Pedro II, 390-486 - Sé, São Paulo, 01022-050, Brasil</georss:featurename><georss:point>-23.5488574 -46.6295089</georss:point><georss:box>-23.563413399999998 -46.6492499 -23.5343014 -46.609767899999994</georss:box></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A08NQXk9cCp7ImA9WhRaE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-2753948342621807374</id><published>2012-02-02T00:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T21:51:30.768-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-02-15T21:51:30.768-02:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dúvida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emoções'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagem do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title>Como aliviar a dor do que não foi vivido?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Como aliviar a dor do que não foi vivido?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabia que “viver não dói... o que dói é a vida que não se vive”.&lt;br /&gt;Definitivo,
 como tudo o que é simples nossa dor não advém das coisas vividas, mas 
das coisas que foram sonhadas e não se cumpriram.&lt;br /&gt;Por que sofremos tanto por amor?&lt;br /&gt;O
 certo seria a gente não sofrer, apenas agradecer por termos conhecido uma
 pessoa tão bacana, que gerou em nós um sentimento intenso e que nos fez
 companhia por um tempo razoável... Um tempo feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Sofremos por quê?&lt;br /&gt;Porque automaticamente esquecemos o que foi desfrutado e passamos a sofrer pelas nossas projeções irrealizadas...&lt;br /&gt;Por todas as cidades que gostaríamos de ter conhecido ao lado do nosso amor e não conhecemos...&lt;br /&gt;Por todos os filhos que gostaríamos de ter tido juntos e não tivemos...&lt;br /&gt;Por todos os sonhos... E livros e silêncios que gostaríamos de ter compartilhado e não compartilhamos...&lt;br /&gt;Por todos os beijos cancelados, pela eternidade interrompida...&lt;br /&gt;Sofremos
 não porque nosso trabalho é desgastante e paga pouco, mas por todas as 
horas livres que deixamos de ter para ir ao cinema... Para conversar com
 um amigo... Para nadar... Para namorar...&lt;br /&gt;Sofremos não porque
 nossa mãe é impaciente conosco, mas por todos os momentos em que 
poderíamos estar confidenciando a ela nossas mais profundas angústias
 se ela estivesse interessada em nos compreender.&lt;br /&gt;Sofremos não porque nosso time perdeu, mas pela euforia sufocada.&lt;br /&gt;Sofremos
 não porque envelhecemos, mas porque o futuro está sendo confiscado de 
nós, impedindo assim que mil aventuras nos aconteçam, todas aquelas com 
as quais sonhamos e nunca chegamos a experimentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Como aliviar a dor do que não foi vivido?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A resposta é simples como um verso.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Se iludindo menos...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E vivendo mais!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;A.D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-2753948342621807374?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/2753948342621807374/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=2753948342621807374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/2753948342621807374?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/2753948342621807374?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2012/02/como-aliviar-dor-do-que-nao-foi-vivido.html' title='Como aliviar a dor do que não foi vivido?'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mmfyC8E5u5c/TxDtumLhTaI/AAAAAAAAKjY/dLf7UCASOIA/s72-c/69ffb2519e6b1623055d35.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEMEQXk7eSp7ImA9WhRUFE0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-7255137926312308571</id><published>2012-01-24T10:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T10:00:00.701-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-01-24T10:00:00.701-02:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagem do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title>Mistérios do coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Acreditamos que o coração tem seus mistérios...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Porque gostamos de quem nos ignora?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Porque amamos quem não faz por merecer?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Porque temos receio de buscar a felicidade com medo de sofrer?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Chorar por um amor bandido...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Brigar por um amor maldito...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Fugir de um amor impossível...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Porque nos maltrata o coração?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Se o coração entra em conflito com a razão&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Nos tornamos reféns de nossa própria vida!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Nos acorrentamos aos grilhões do amor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;E passamos a vida a sofrer por essa imensa dor!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUSCAR &lt;/b&gt;a felicidade é a razão de nossas vidas...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ENCONTRAR&lt;/b&gt; a felicidade é uma dádiva...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;VIVER&lt;/b&gt; a felicidade é um longo aprendizado...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;MANTER &lt;/b&gt;a felicidade é o grande enigma da humanidade!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Como fazer para não amar a pessoa errada?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Como fazer para encontrar e manter a felicidade?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Como fazer para encarar o medo do sofrimento?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Sorte? Disciplina? Não existe solução?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Será que algum dia, talvez, os mistérios do coração nos serão revelados?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;.... o que fazer então?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Viva o momento!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;A vida é feita de momentos felizes e tristes...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Viva intensamente os felizes; sem medo do amanhã...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Tente minimizar os tristes; colha os ensinamentos de seus erros!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Nunca deixe o medo e o negativismo comandar a sua vida.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Quem vive em cima do muro não aprende a encarar os momentos de sofrimento...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Quem vive em cima do muro não aprende a conservar os momentos de felicidade...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Com medo de sofrer acaba não sorrindo...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Com receio de sorrir se abriga na tristeza!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Quem vive encima do muro não aprende a lutar por uma vida mais feliz!!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Para entender os mistérios do seu coração comece escutando o que ele tem a dizer...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Cada coração tem seus próprios mistérios.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Escute a essência dos seus anseios...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Sem conceitos pré concebidos, sem interpretação, sem medo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Para ser feliz é necessário saber sofrer...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Para saber sofrer é necessário ser feliz...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Para superar o sofrimento é necessário buscar a felicidade!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;O grande mistério do coração é que não existem mistérios!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Apenas devemos aceitar que precisamos continuar seguindo...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Buscar os nossos sonhos...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Acreditar que sofrimento e felicidade são partes de um mesmo ciclo...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Que nunca termina; nem mesmo com a morte...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Pois está na essência (alma) do ser...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;E faz parte desse fantástico sistema chamado &lt;b&gt;"VIDA"! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-7255137926312308571?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/7255137926312308571/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=7255137926312308571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/7255137926312308571?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/7255137926312308571?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2012/01/misterios-do-coracao.html' title='Mistérios do coração'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-15dJtNRoNII/TYpQPLBzOgI/AAAAAAAAKQQ/81qUpinHGxY/s72-c/6032.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;Ck8FQHw-eip7ImA9WhRVGUo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-9047883469997200165</id><published>2012-01-19T09:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:00:11.252-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-01-19T09:00:11.252-02:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aniversário'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agradecimento'/><title>Aniversário do Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IgAYeF0fiQQ/TxDbyebPfFI/AAAAAAAAKio/9ppp9Bzt-ZE/s1600/Nemo-Birthday-Cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IgAYeF0fiQQ/TxDbyebPfFI/AAAAAAAAKio/9ppp9Bzt-ZE/s400/Nemo-Birthday-Cake.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Mais um aniversário do meu blog!&lt;br /&gt;
03 anos! Parece que foi ontem que me deu vontade de ter um blog.&lt;br /&gt;
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Depois que surgiu Twitter, Facebook, entre outra redes sociais,&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; (confesso que dei uma escapadinha para o Facebook e o Google &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="mo fj"&gt;&lt;span class="Id"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;+ que na minha opinião esta melhor que o Facebook)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mas pelo que pude perceber, alguns blogs acabaram ficando de lado.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Aviso... o meu não!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Posso estar um tanto ausente daqui, (devido a mudança de local de trabalho, pois a maioria dos meus posts eram feitos durante o dia), ainda estou na correria com a mudança, acomodação dos móveis, etc., mas sempre que posso, dou uma olhadinha aqui e nos blogs que sigo e agradeço aos que sempre que podem deixam comentários e aos que apenas visitam discretamente também.&lt;br /&gt;
Esse espaço me ajudou e ainda me ajuda muito seja para refletir, postar algo que me toca de certa forma, esclarecer dúvidas em relação a produtos, a sorrir, e a me emocionar também. Enfim, é TDB.&lt;br /&gt;
Espero continuar com esse meu cantinho,&amp;nbsp; por muito tempo ainda.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Senhor,&amp;nbsp;Olhai pelo meu (minha) amigo(a)!&lt;br /&gt;Que as pedras sejam removidas do seu caminho,&lt;br /&gt;Que tenha forças para carregar seus fardos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Que encontre coragem para resistir ao mal,&lt;br /&gt;Que possa ver o amor em todos os seres,&lt;br /&gt;Que seja abraçado pela lealdade,&lt;br /&gt;Que encontre conforto e saúde se estiver doente,&lt;br /&gt;Que seja próspero e saiba partilhar,&lt;br /&gt;Que tenha paz cobrindo seu espírito,&lt;br /&gt;Que sua mente obtenha os conhecimentos,&lt;br /&gt;Que use sabedoria para aplicá-los,&lt;br /&gt;Que saiba distinguir o Bem do mal,&lt;br /&gt;Que tenha Fé para manter-se forte na dor. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;SENHOR, Olhai pelo(a) meu(minha) amigo(a)!&lt;br /&gt;Protegei cada passo que ele(a) der,&lt;br /&gt;Que a cada novo dia ele(a) aceite o novo,&lt;br /&gt;Que saiba alegremente comunicar novidade,&lt;br /&gt;Que Vos sinta em todos os momentos&lt;br /&gt;E que tenha o Vosso colo por toda a Eternidade!&lt;br /&gt;Amém. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;(A.D)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;Obrigada a todos pela amizade nesses 03 anos de Blogger!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pelos posts, pelos comentarios dividos e por cada dia que passamos juntos!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que Deus possa abençoar vcs hoje e sempre ! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amém!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Um VIVA para nós!&lt;br /&gt;
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Bjs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-9047883469997200165?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/9047883469997200165/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=9047883469997200165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/9047883469997200165?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/9047883469997200165?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2012/01/aniversario-do-blog.html' title='Aniversário do Blog!'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IgAYeF0fiQQ/TxDbyebPfFI/AAAAAAAAKio/9ppp9Bzt-ZE/s72-c/Nemo-Birthday-Cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>São Paulo, Brasil</georss:featurename><georss:point>-23.5489433 -46.6388182</georss:point><georss:box>-24.014749300000002 -47.270532200000005 -23.0831373 -46.0071042</georss:box></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DE4EQX06fSp7ImA9WhRWE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-7386195192069288255</id><published>2011-12-31T13:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T13:55:00.315-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-12-31T13:55:00.315-02:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aniversário'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alegria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fim de ano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agradecimento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='31 de dezembro'/><title>Meu Aniversário</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AjXUwM5rUg/TuwaeUfLMOI/AAAAAAAAKa4/hhc_59mxECY/s1600/butterfly-cake-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AjXUwM5rUg/TuwaeUfLMOI/AAAAAAAAKa4/hhc_59mxECY/s320/butterfly-cake-.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.923343487731424" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Hoje é um dia qualquer, mas, não é um dia comum.&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Hoje é meu aniversario!&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;E eis-me aqui confabulando comigo mesma.&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;INSANA, ou NORMAL?&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Pois estou desejando-me, Feliz Aniversário.&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Nunca achei que um dia iria desejar-me felicidades por estar ficando mais velha.&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Mas acabei de fazer isso!&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Será insegurança diante da vida?&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Será uma maneira de lembrar que mais&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;um ano se passou, e eu continuo aqui?&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Será uma dádiva à agradecer?&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Francamente não sei dizer...&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Mas prefiro ficar com a ultima opção!&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Agradeço à Deus por me conceder dias, e momentos felizes.&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;O amor da minha família, o carinho das pessoas próximas, das que não conheço pessoalmente,&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Que os momentos tristonhos que tive, me tornaram maior e mais forte.&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Que colocou-me lágrimas nos olhos, mas também pôs-me sorrisos nos lábios.&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Peço à Deus que a ESPERANÇA continue sendo cultivada em meu coração.&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Que minha CRENÇA e FÉ jamais sejam abaladas.&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Que meus sonhos não desvaneçam.&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Que meu sorriso jamais se apague.&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Que minha alma menina continue amando as flores, as borboletas e as estrelas.&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;E que eu possa no próximo ano, parabenizar-me novamente.&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;Afinal, Deus me concedeu mais um ano de vida e de alegria.&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;ENTÃO SONIA, PARABÉNS!!!&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;FELIZ ANIVERSÁRIO PARA MIM!!!&lt;br class="kix-line-break" /&gt;AFINAL EU MEREÇO!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://cbn.globoradio.globo.com/comentaristas/max-gehringer/MAX-GEHRINGER.htm#.TteF5wZS0Ls.blogger"&gt;'Sou obrigado a participar da festa de fim de ano da empresa?' - CBN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Vai chegando o fim de ano e sempre surge essa incerteza, seja onde trabalhamos, ou em outras confraternizações... pessoas que se consideram e/ou são "rotuladas" como tímidas, reservadas, pacatas, chatas, (aquelas que não gostam de fazer "média") sofrem... e muito viu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-6233459189042960836?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/6233459189042960836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=6233459189042960836&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/6233459189042960836?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/6233459189042960836?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2011/12/sou-obrigado-participar-da-festa-de-fim.html' title='&apos;Sou obrigado a participar da festa de fim de ano da empresa?&apos; - CBN'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DU8EQHsycSp7ImA9WhdbFk8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-3515526103399702231</id><published>2011-10-14T18:30:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T18:30:01.599-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-14T18:30:01.599-03:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dúvida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagem do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><title>A pergunta que não quer calar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hLt6Ae6NRc8/TpdTZSSM5VI/AAAAAAAAKXs/CMlleQHA2Gw/s1600/615260.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="131px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hLt6Ae6NRc8/TpdTZSSM5VI/AAAAAAAAKXs/CMlleQHA2Gw/s200/615260.jpeg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Imagem daqui:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ipt.olhares.com/data/big/61/615260.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Pensando na vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Quem procura evitar seu destino ou retardar o sofrimento apenas se condena a sofrer duplamente em outra vida?&lt;br /&gt;
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Diante de tantos acontecimentos mundiais, tantas situações, provações será que essa pergunta pode ser respondida?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-3515526103399702231?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/3515526103399702231/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=3515526103399702231&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/3515526103399702231?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/3515526103399702231?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2011/10/pergunta-que-nao-quer-calar.html' title='A pergunta que não quer calar...'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hLt6Ae6NRc8/TpdTZSSM5VI/AAAAAAAAKXs/CMlleQHA2Gw/s72-c/615260.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0QEQXg-fip7ImA9WhdUGE8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-850750781329964945</id><published>2011-10-05T11:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T11:35:00.656-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-05T11:35:00.656-03:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagem do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivação'/><title>Dependência</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conscientize-se de que você dispõe das armas suficientes para galgar os degraus do desenvolvimento, sem precisar escorar-se nos outros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É óbvio que ninguém vive sozinho, e não há quem não preciso de alguém. Entretanto, saiba ser forte e corajoso para lutar por seus ideais com firmeza e coragem, sem precisar da ajuda alheia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Você pode e deve seguir os bons conselhos e orientar-se pelas experiências dos mais velhos, para trilhar um caminho mais seguro, mas saiba que a vivência é única, e você também precisa errar para aprender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seja independente para que possa responder por seus atos, sem depender do próximo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-850750781329964945?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/850750781329964945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=850750781329964945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/850750781329964945?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/850750781329964945?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2011/10/dependencia.html' title='Dependência'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;Ak4CQ3w-eSp7ImA9WhdVFEg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-1713907025867562106</id><published>2011-09-19T16:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T16:02:42.251-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-19T16:02:42.251-03:00</app:edited><title>Ando a pé, moro de aluguel e estou desempregado. Minha namorada pode me largar por causa dessa fase? - CBN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cbn.globoradio.globo.com/colunas/no-diva-do-gikovate/2011/09/09/ANDO-A-PE-MORO-DE-ALUGUEL-E-ESTOU-DESEMPREGADO-MINHA-NAMORADA-PODE-ME-LARGAR-POR-CAUSA.htm#.TneRrZIUhgw.blogger"&gt;Ando a pé, moro de aluguel e estou desempregado. Minha namorada pode me largar por causa dessa fase? - CBN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-1713907025867562106?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/1713907025867562106/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=1713907025867562106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/1713907025867562106?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/1713907025867562106?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2011/09/ando-pe-moro-de-aluguel-e-estou.html' title='Ando a pé, moro de aluguel e estou desempregado. Minha namorada pode me largar por causa dessa fase? - CBN'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEEEQX86fCp7ImA9WhdWGEk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-228840192885818131</id><published>2011-09-12T12:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T12:50:00.114-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-12T12:50:00.114-03:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagem do dia'/><title>Saber esperar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjz7ihC7iuY/TZIF4O2ozcI/AAAAAAAAKQk/xSbpyyHiJpQ/s1600/esperar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjz7ihC7iuY/TZIF4O2ozcI/AAAAAAAAKQk/xSbpyyHiJpQ/s200/esperar.jpg" width="176px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Saber esperar é simplesmente dar tempo ao tempo; investir no tempo e não corromper o tempo, esperando que ele faça a sua parte. Pela inércia prolongada, nossa mente estagnou no tempo e no espaço, tornando-nos seres desatualizados e omissos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O saber esperar é ter paciência com tudo e com todos, sem jamais parar. Nossos novos movimentos vão trazendo novas amizades, novos caminhos vão se abrindo, nossa perspectiva de vida se amplia e encontramos soluções jamais imaginadas. O tempo é necessário para o amadurecimento das nossas atitudes e os resultados serão novos pontos de partida para o nosso crescimento, que é infinito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É infalível. Os resultados positivos do “saber esperar”:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; desenvolve a continuidade: tudo terá começo, meio e fim;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- &lt;/strong&gt;desenvolve a serenidade;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; expande os sentidos e a consciência;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; torna a vida mais produtiva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saber esperar será a virtude primeira no homem do futuro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(texto de Paulo Zabeu no livro "Cinco regras para vencer seus limites")&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-228840192885818131?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/228840192885818131/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=228840192885818131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/228840192885818131?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/228840192885818131?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2011/09/saber-esperar.html' title='Saber esperar'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjz7ihC7iuY/TZIF4O2ozcI/AAAAAAAAKQk/xSbpyyHiJpQ/s72-c/esperar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUEDQnY4fCp7ImA9WhdWFUQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-8535716034601798506</id><published>2011-09-09T21:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T16:47:53.834-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-09T16:47:53.834-03:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagem do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saúde'/><title>Como reduzir o ronco com movimentos faciais - Superinteressante</title><content type='html'>Conheço um pessoal que precisa e muito dessa técnica...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://super.abril.com.br/saude/como-reduzir-ronco-movimentos-faciais-517793.shtml#.TmpshlIWYjc.blogger"&gt;Como reduzir o ronco com movimentos faciais - Superinteressante&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-8535716034601798506?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/8535716034601798506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=8535716034601798506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/8535716034601798506?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/8535716034601798506?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2011/09/como-reduzir-o-ronco-com-movimentos.html' title='Como reduzir o ronco com movimentos faciais - Superinteressante'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Sonho, Bihar, India</georss:featurename><georss:point>25.9294084 84.97525250000001</georss:point><georss:box>25.9244779 84.97008100000001 25.9343389 84.98042400000001</georss:box></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CE4GQX0-fSp7ImA9WhdWFEQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-9187180838678181925</id><published>2011-09-08T11:42:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T11:42:00.355-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-09-08T11:42:00.355-03:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagem do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivação'/><title>Consideração</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-543m7LtqYtg/TmZ-Ssg91zI/AAAAAAAAKXk/HGiNz6xWA9s/s1600/flor030.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-543m7LtqYtg/TmZ-Ssg91zI/AAAAAAAAKXk/HGiNz6xWA9s/s320/flor030.gif" width="249px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Considere para ser considerado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;consideração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; é um sentimento de respeito ao próximo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saiba dar o devido valor às pessoas que lhe foram leais, para que você seja justo. Seja grato àqueles que o favoreceram no passado e dispense-lhes a consideração que realmente merecem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ingratidão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; é o sentimento dos infelizes, e você, que deseja a felicidade plena, deve reconhecer o gesto carinhoso e humano dos semelhantes. Valorize-os!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Da mesma forma, você deve considerar a todos indistintamente. Lembre-se, o mundo dá voltas, e nunca se sabe o dia de amanhã.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se semear a consideração para com os semelhantes, você colherá respeito, lealdade e, principalmente, amizades verdadeiras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3620434620341300267-9187180838678181925?l=soniacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/feeds/9187180838678181925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3620434620341300267&amp;postID=9187180838678181925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/9187180838678181925?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3620434620341300267/posts/default/9187180838678181925?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soniacas.blogspot.com/2011/09/consideracao.html' title='Consideração'/><author><name>Sonia Silva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GyF3OVKGr8o/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAM34/OP6rUSfdLMQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-543m7LtqYtg/TmZ-Ssg91zI/AAAAAAAAKXk/HGiNz6xWA9s/s72-c/flor030.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Jardim Botânico - Rio de Janeiro - RJ, Brasil</georss:featurename><georss:point>-22.9674705 -43.22393120000004</georss:point><georss:box>-22.9694015 -43.22708870000004 -22.965539500000002 -43.22077370000004</georss:box></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D08EQHcyfip7ImA9WhdQEUg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3620434620341300267.post-1661180324277952000</id><published>2011-08-12T10:30:00.015-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T10:30:01.996-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-08-12T10:30:01.996-03:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mensagem do dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflexão'/><title>A verdadeira importância</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-STP5eJtLpCA/TV0tafP_4TI/AAAAAAAAKOk/lk9Cju7kTIc/s1600/importante.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-STP5eJtLpCA/TV0tafP_4TI/AAAAAAAAKOk/lk9Cju7kTIc/s1600/importante.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um garoto passeava com seu avô por uma praça. A determinada altura, viu um sapateiro sendo destratado por um cliente, cujo calçado apresentava um defeito. &lt;br /&gt;
O sapateiro escutou calmamente a reclamação, pediu desculpas, e prometeu refazer o trabalho. Pararam para tomar um suco em uma lanchonete. &lt;br /&gt;
Na mesa ao lado, o garçom pediu a um homem que movesse um pouco a cadeira, para abrir espaço. O homem irrompeu numa torrente de reclamações, e negou-se. Nunca esqueça o que viu, disse o avô ao menino. &lt;br /&gt;
O sapateiro aceitou uma reclamação, enquanto este homem a nosso lado não quis mover-se. &lt;br /&gt;
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