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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" 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;C0ACQHk5fCp7ImA9WhdbE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696</id><updated>2011-10-11T05:29:21.724-03:00</updated><category term="profissão" /><category term="Promoção" /><category term="Sucesso" /><category term="regulamentação" /><category term="Acertos e erros" /><category term="tecnologia" /><category term="jornaltech" /><category term="Frases" /><category term="Gestão de Pessoas" /><category term="Indicadores" /><category term="Desafios" /><category term="oração" /><title>Paulo Moncks</title><subtitle type="html">Este blog tem como objetivo principal disponibilizar artigos, notícias e trocar experiências sobre Gerência de Projetos e T.I.
Fica aqui o meu pedido para que os leitores desse blog comentem os artigos, expressem suas opiniões! 
Vamos interagir para multiplicar conhecimento!!</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/PauloMoncks" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="paulomoncks" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">PauloMoncks</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYHQn4_eip7ImA9WhdWGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-508223955946683251</id><published>2011-09-12T19:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T19:38:53.042-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-12T19:38:53.042-03:00</app:edited><title>Salvem a si mesmos (Por Rodrigo Moncks)</title><summary>        Ao longo da história da humanidade, o planeta Terra sofreu com muitos tipos de impactos ambientais. Passando pela era do gelo às grandes inundações, vários dos problemas foram de certa forma superados pelo meio ambiente. Portanto, a humanidade, apesar de abusar de muitos dos recursos naturais, deveria deixar de se considerar um potencial “finalizador” de um sistema que vive por 4,5 </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/508223955946683251/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=508223955946683251" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/508223955946683251?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/508223955946683251?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2011/09/salvem-si-mesmos-por-rodrigo-moncks.html" title="Salvem a si mesmos (Por Rodrigo Moncks)" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8EQX0-fyp7ImA9WhZbF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-1550332453915676352</id><published>2011-06-21T21:32:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:33:20.357-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-21T21:33:20.357-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Promoção" /><title>Quer ganhar um livro ?????</title><summary>Então acesse o BlogdoRoma e veja como participar!

A promoção vai até o dia 27/07!

Boa Sorte!</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/1550332453915676352/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=1550332453915676352" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/1550332453915676352?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/1550332453915676352?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2011/06/quer-ganhar-um-livro.html" title="Quer ganhar um livro ?????" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YMQ3g5eCp7ImA9WhZUEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-5162683862581797372</id><published>2011-06-03T14:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T14:13:02.620-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-03T14:13:02.620-03:00</app:edited><title>VIVER</title><summary>Como se a vida fosse eterna,
Como se não acabássemos em pó,
Como se tudo fizesse sentido,
como se fosse fácil desatar o nó.

Como se houvesse resposta pra tudo,
Como se o futuro fosse conhecido,
Como se a amizade fosse eterna,
Como se aprender fosse preciso.

Como se o tempo parasse,
Como se pudéssemos voltar atrás,
Como se o dia não acabasse,
Como se pudéssemos esperar.

Como se fosse possível,
</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/5162683862581797372/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=5162683862581797372" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/5162683862581797372?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/5162683862581797372?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2011/06/viver.html" title="VIVER" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QDSHg-fyp7ImA9WhZWGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-8450754950784475617</id><published>2011-05-20T11:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T11:22:59.657-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-20T11:22:59.657-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Acertos e erros" /><title>Acertos e Erros</title><summary>Bom dia!

     Hoje quero ressuscitar um texto escrito por mim em Outubro de 2010, chama-se Acertos e Erros .

     É um assunto que se tornou presente novamente no meu dia-a-dia, e acho que é um bom momento para os novos leitores do meu blog refletirem sobre o tema.

Abraços,</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/8450754950784475617/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=8450754950784475617" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/8450754950784475617?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/8450754950784475617?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2011/05/acertos-e-erros.html" title="Acertos e Erros" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQNQ3k6eCp7ImA9WhZQF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-7355789779280171862</id><published>2011-04-25T15:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T15:33:12.710-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-25T15:33:12.710-03:00</app:edited><title>Fortaleza</title><summary>Sempre procuro não ser injusto
com quem sempre esteve ao meu lado.
Nunca julgo o inimigo por suas fraquezas,
nem por seus descuidos.

Todo dia a vida se reinicia em seu ciclo infinito,
dentro de sua perversa finitude,
Aprendemos a fazer diferente,
sempre a mesma coisa.
Recomeçamos a cada abrir de olhos,
a cada amanhecer.

Nossas derrotas são lembradas,
mas não devem nos acovardar.
As maiores </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/7355789779280171862/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=7355789779280171862" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/7355789779280171862?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/7355789779280171862?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2011/04/fortaleza.html" title="Fortaleza" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AMQ3g4cSp7ImA9Wx9XFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-5000659835452229377</id><published>2011-01-10T09:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T09:43:02.639-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-10T09:43:02.639-02:00</app:edited><title>Meu Pai Fala Cada M*rda</title><summary>O blogDoRoma.com.br estará sorteando o livro "Meu Pai Fala Cada M*rda".

Veja a resenha do livro e como participar da promoção em http://www.blogdoroma.com.br/resenha-meu-pai-fala-cada-mrda-promocao/

Não perca tempo, falta pouco para o sorteio!!!! Entre agora e participe!!!!</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/5000659835452229377/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=5000659835452229377" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/5000659835452229377?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/5000659835452229377?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2011/01/meu-pai-fala-cada-mrda.html" title="Meu Pai Fala Cada M*rda" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AFQn0_eip7ImA9Wx9XE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-1643449003595369535</id><published>2011-01-06T11:15:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T11:15:13.342-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-06T11:15:13.342-02:00</app:edited><title>COMECE DE NOVO - Silvia Schimdt</title><summary>Se você confiou em Deus e andou pelo caminho Dele,
Se você O sentiu a guiar você todos os dias,
Mas agora seus passos o levam por outro caminho,
Comece de novo.

Se você fez planos que não deram certo,
Se você tentou dar o melhor de si e não há mais o que tentar,
Se você falhou consigo mesmo sem saber porquê,
Comece de novo.

Se você contou aos seus amigos o que planejava fazer,
Se você confiou </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/1643449003595369535/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=1643449003595369535" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/1643449003595369535?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/1643449003595369535?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2011/01/comece-de-novo-silvia-schimdt_06.html" title="COMECE DE NOVO - Silvia Schimdt" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04NSXc-fCp7ImA9Wx5aE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-9059735718389284329</id><published>2010-11-09T14:59:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T14:59:58.954-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-09T14:59:58.954-02:00</app:edited><title>Força</title><summary>Não sei porque temos a mania de achar que nossos problemas são enormes, incomensuráveis.
Basta olhar para o lado para vermos que não passam de "marolinhas".
Fico triste quando sei de coisas ruins que estão acontecendo com pessoas que gosto, que prezo muito.
Não importa o que digam, não importa o que façam, estarei sempre apoiando, incondicionalmente.
Precisamos aprender a parar de criticar, </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/9059735718389284329/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=9059735718389284329" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/9059735718389284329?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/9059735718389284329?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/11/forca.html" title="Força" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUHRHg9eCp7ImA9Wx5aEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-6139890343258559091</id><published>2010-11-08T15:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T15:10:35.660-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-08T15:10:35.660-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Frases" /><title>Frases e Frases</title><summary>Antigamente era comum durante uma viagem, ficar atento às frases cuidadosamente escritas nos caminhões. Estas frases na sua maioria, tinham uma perspicácia interessante, um humor contagiante que fazia-nos rir quando nos aproximávamos o suficiente para ler.Hoje em dia encontrei outro meio de encontrar estas frases mesmo sem estar em trânsito! São as frases dos mensageiros instantâneos, msn, skype,</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/6139890343258559091/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=6139890343258559091" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/6139890343258559091?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/6139890343258559091?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/11/frases-e-frases.html" title="Frases e Frases" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUMSHo-cCp7ImA9Wx5bGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-4873924355591468585</id><published>2010-11-04T09:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T09:31:29.458-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-04T09:31:29.458-02:00</app:edited><title>Luciane Bilhalva Moncks</title><summary>Muitas vezes nos deparamos com situações que consomem nossas energias de tal forma que nos sentimos fracos, quebrados, indefesos!Nessas horas temos a clara percepção do que importa na vida. Não existe nada mais importante do que o amor, do que amar e nos sentirmos amados! Percebemos que a família é um ponto de equilíbrio notável, que só por eles é que não caímos, ou se caímos, levantamos!O amor </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/4873924355591468585/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=4873924355591468585" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/4873924355591468585?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/4873924355591468585?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/11/luciane-bilhalva-moncks.html" title="Luciane Bilhalva Moncks" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkENR3Y8eCp7ImA9Wx5VGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-2199141022784001669</id><published>2010-10-13T13:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T13:51:36.870-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-13T13:51:36.870-03:00</app:edited><title>Razão</title><summary>Surpreendente, esta é a palavra que, para mim, melhor define a razão.
Você já pensou em nunca reinvindicar a razão para si ?
Talvez alguns digam que não nos devemos anular como pessoas seguindo o preceito de que sempre os outros tem razão.
Mas a proposta não é baixar a cabeça para tudo o que dizem, mas refletir sobre tudo sem preconceitos, fazendo uma reavaliação constante de seus valores e </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/2199141022784001669/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=2199141022784001669" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/2199141022784001669?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/2199141022784001669?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/10/razao.html" title="Razão" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MGRnY-eip7ImA9Wx5WGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-2186229549928930473</id><published>2010-10-01T13:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T13:43:47.852-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-01T13:43:47.852-03:00</app:edited><title>A espera</title><summary>Quando estamos esperando que algo aconteça, sentimo-nos inseguros, frustados, desorientados, impotentes.
É um momento em que estamos sós, sem poder de decisão, sem poder fazer nada.
É um momento em que nosso próprio destino escorrega por entre os dedos.
O pensar fica sem nexo, sem lógica.
A mente fica tramando ilusões e ansiedades.
O relógio não tem a mesma velocidade d'antes, desacelera, ainda </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/2186229549928930473/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=2186229549928930473" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/2186229549928930473?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/2186229549928930473?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/10/espera.html" title="A espera" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ANQnw6eyp7ImA9Wx5WGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-5909981983920239233</id><published>2010-10-01T09:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T09:23:13.213-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-01T09:23:13.213-03:00</app:edited><title>Acertos e erros</title><summary>Medimos nosso desempenho quantificando nossos acertos, esquecemos porém que os outros nos medem pelos nossos erros!Acertar considera-se obrigação, o errar é que se apresenta sempre com força, e é o que marca profundamente nossa imagem.As vezes nos sentimos nas nuvens com um pequeno acerto, a satisfação de ter feito a coisa certa, da forma certa, nos faz sentir um orgulho imenso.O efeito </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/5909981983920239233/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=5909981983920239233" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/5909981983920239233?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/5909981983920239233?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/10/acertos-e-erros.html" title="Acertos e erros" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcFSXs7eCp7ImA9Wx5XGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-1613112307294374876</id><published>2010-09-20T08:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T08:43:38.500-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-20T08:43:38.500-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="oração" /><title>Revolução Farroupilha - 175 anos</title><summary>Uma homenagem a todos gaúchos, de nascimento ou coração!

Colaboração de Luciane Bilhalva Moncks, a prenda que escolhi para me acompanhar por toda a vida!

Ave Maria
primeira prenda do céu
contigo está o Senhor,
na estância maior
tu és bendita entre todas as prendas
e bendito é o piá que trouxeste ao mundo,
Jesus

Maria, mãe de Deus
E mãe de todos nós
roga pela querência
e pelos gaudérios que </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/1613112307294374876/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=1613112307294374876" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/1613112307294374876?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/1613112307294374876?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/09/revolucao-farroupilha-175-anos.html" title="Revolução Farroupilha - 175 anos" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcEQ3o9fyp7ImA9Wx5XFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-1582431641570868138</id><published>2010-09-14T17:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T17:26:42.467-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-14T17:26:42.467-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Indicadores" /><title>Indicadores</title><summary>Partindo-se da premissa de que não podemos melhorar o que não pode ser medido, os indicadores desempenham papel fundamental na vida de qualquer empresa.O que lhe diz um número de 5 vendas no mês passado ou de 12% de desperdício ? Estes números são bons ou ruins para a sua empresa ?Para uma informação se tornar um indicador é preciso definir o que é aceitável ou não, caso contrário se tornará </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/1582431641570868138/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=1582431641570868138" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/1582431641570868138?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/1582431641570868138?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/09/indicadores.html" title="Indicadores" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYCSXg7fCp7ImA9Wx5QFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-3066056181597815448</id><published>2010-09-02T16:45:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T16:52:48.604-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-02T16:52:48.604-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Desafios" /><title>Desafios</title><summary>Estou participando do Programa Sebrae de Gestão da Qualidade, curso de 1 ano de duração com várias abordagens, desde relacionamento com clientes e fornecedores até planejamento estratégico. Recentemente o facilitador (Antônio Carlos Zandoná) apresentou um texto para a turma refletir, o que gerou um bom debate. Aproveite, leia e reflita! Boa leitura!Os japoneses sempre adoraram peixe fresco. Porém</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/3066056181597815448/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=3066056181597815448" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/3066056181597815448?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/3066056181597815448?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/09/desafios.html" title="Desafios" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MHQX4_eCp7ImA9Wx5QEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-2598580199359924764</id><published>2010-08-30T09:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T09:30:30.040-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-30T09:30:30.040-03:00</app:edited><title>Onde fica o gol? - Por Martha Medeiros</title><summary>Em função da mobilização com a Copa do Mundo, andei me lembrando de uma conversa que tive com um amigo, anos atrás. Ele liderava uma equipe numa agência de publicidade e trabalhava em ritmo alucinado. No decorrer do papo, ele desabafou dizendo que era difícil conviver com colegas que não sabiam para que lado ir, o que fazer, como agir, e que, por causa dessas incertezas, perdiam tempo e faziam os</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/2598580199359924764/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=2598580199359924764" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/2598580199359924764?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/2598580199359924764?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/08/onde-fica-o-gol-por-martha-medeiros.html" title="Onde fica o gol? - Por Martha Medeiros" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08FQng8cSp7ImA9Wx5RGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-5295765045577118907</id><published>2010-08-27T10:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T10:30:13.679-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-27T10:30:13.679-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gestão de Pessoas" /><title>Gestão</title><summary>Em face as grandes evoluções da humanidade (será que estamos evoluindo ???) volto-me a gestão como ponto estratégico. Gerir pessoas talvez seja o maior desafio que se possa enfrentar. Extrair de uma pessoa o que ela tem de melhor e minimizar o impacto daquilo que nela não podemos mudar é no mínimo instigante e desafiador. Cada pessoa tem um fator motivador e cabe ao gestor descobri-lo e torna-lo </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/5295765045577118907/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=5295765045577118907" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/5295765045577118907?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/5295765045577118907?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/08/gestao.html" title="Gestão" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EHSH48eip7ImA9Wx5SFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-6859292530222285411</id><published>2010-08-10T15:35:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T15:40:39.072-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-10T15:40:39.072-03:00</app:edited><title>Promoção www.BlogDoRoma.com.br</title><summary>Quer ganhar um exemplar do livro "O nome do vento" ? Aproveite a promoção do BlogDoRoma.Clique AQUI e veja como participar!</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/6859292530222285411/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=6859292530222285411" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/6859292530222285411?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/6859292530222285411?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/08/promocao-wwwblogdoromacombr.html" title="Promoção www.BlogDoRoma.com.br" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4CRH46eCp7ImA9Wx5TGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-4542580255262966027</id><published>2010-08-04T15:55:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:09:25.010-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-04T16:09:25.010-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sucesso" /><title>"O sucesso é construído à noite! Durante o dia você faz o que todos fazem."</title><summary>Hoje vou brindar vocês com um excepcional texto do Roberto Shinyashiki que merece a atenção de todos, pois diz muito em poucas palavras! Boa leitura! "Não conheço ninguém que conseguiu realizar seu sonho, sem sacrificar feriados e domingos pelo menos uma centena de vezes. Da mesma forma, se você quiser construir uma relação amiga com seus filhos, terá que se dedicar a isso, superar o cansaço, </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/4542580255262966027/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=4542580255262966027" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/4542580255262966027?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/4542580255262966027?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-sucesso-e-construido-noite-durante-o.html" title="&quot;O sucesso é construído à noite! Durante o dia você faz o que todos fazem.&quot;" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4NQXY8cCp7ImA9Wx5TE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-4738462269128832576</id><published>2010-07-26T13:46:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T09:09:50.878-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-28T09:09:50.878-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gestão de Pessoas" /><title>Recursos Humanos</title><summary> É notório que as empresas cada vez mais enxergam os recursos humanos como clientes.  A gestão de pessoas vem se tornando ponto nevrálgico das empresas na busca de menor rotatividade de colaboradores e retenção de conhecimento.  Processos de integração e treinamento são fases que compõem um custo demasiadamente elevado, ainda mais para pequenas empresas.  Na prática os empresários estão inseridos</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/4738462269128832576/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=4738462269128832576" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/4738462269128832576?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/4738462269128832576?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/07/recursos-humanos.html" title="Recursos Humanos" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EFQHY7fip7ImA9WxFUFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-8143714875642489904</id><published>2010-06-24T14:34:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T14:46:51.806-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-24T14:46:51.806-03:00</app:edited><title>Caros leitores</title><summary>Os mais assíduos [e atentos] leitores deste Blog devem ter percebido que consta outro nome, além de Paulo Moncks, no espaço que informa o nome dos colaboradores do Blog [no canto superior direito da página].  Pois bem, como mandam as regras da educação [e minha mãe me educou muito bem] vou me apresentar, além do que, vocês devem estar se perguntando quem diabos é o tal de Jussie: Boa tarde [ou </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/8143714875642489904/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=8143714875642489904" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/8143714875642489904?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/8143714875642489904?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/06/caros-leitores.html" title="Caros leitores" /><author><name>Jussie Sedrez Chaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03175236906913635365</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYNSH89fSp7ImA9WxFUEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-1999616607367460622</id><published>2010-06-22T08:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T08:46:39.165-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-22T08:46:39.165-03:00</app:edited><title>Cortina do passado</title><summary> A cortina do passado se abriu para mim. Comecei a olhar, como expectador, minha vida pregressa. Sentimentos bons vem à tona, como sentimos ao ver um bom filme. Melancolia e saudosismo emergem ao entender que não mais vivenciarei aquilo tudo. Agora é passado!  Vejo pessoas que tanto gosto em circunstâncias que já vi um dia, vivas, com saúde, e que agora não mais poderei ver, pois agora é passado!</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/1999616607367460622/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=1999616607367460622" title="1 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/1999616607367460622?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/1999616607367460622?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/06/cortina-do-passado.html" title="Cortina do passado" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AHRno-eSp7ImA9WxFVFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-4578571331753864720</id><published>2010-06-14T11:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T15:22:17.451-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-14T15:22:17.451-03:00</app:edited><title>A revolução da Informação</title><summary> Durante minhas andanças por esse Brasil passei por várias empresas e a cada dia me surpreendo mais com o novo perfil de profissional que está surgindo no mercado de trabalho, e pergunto à minha geração, o que estamos fazendo com os nossos filhos ? O perfil que tenho encontrado é de muita qualificação, muita informação, mas também muita imaturidade, egocentrismo elevado, falta de disciplina e um </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/4578571331753864720/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=4578571331753864720" title="7 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/4578571331753864720?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/4578571331753864720?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/06/revolucao-da-informacao.html" title="A revolução da Informação" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04ESH07cSp7ImA9WxFVGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6821023704619583696.post-4610733748868415205</id><published>2010-06-01T10:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T08:11:49.309-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-19T08:11:49.309-03:00</app:edited><title>DECISÕES</title><summary> Nossas escolhas não são nossas, são reflexo das escolhas dos outros. O empirismo que nos move a tomar decisões também nos prega peças, arquétipo de outras idéias, a experiência não pode ser a única condutora na tomada de decisão. A de se pensar de acordo com o que acreditamos (será ?), mas sobretudo a de se decidir rápida e  sabiamente baseado em estudos e conhecimento formal, regrado e fácil de</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/feeds/4610733748868415205/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6821023704619583696&amp;postID=4610733748868415205" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/4610733748868415205?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6821023704619583696/posts/default/4610733748868415205?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://moncks.blogspot.com/2010/06/decisoes.html" title="DECISÕES" /><author><name>Paulo Moncks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11430572703239994567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x7EKmZ63-hc/SPu1wfYBIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D94_FvtZ4vs/S220/100_0288.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>

