<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns: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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805846509344887226</id><updated>2024-11-01T12:01:48.095+00:00</updated><category term="Boudhanath"/><category term="Kathmandu"/><title type='text'>Sacred Voices</title><subtitle type='html'>&quot;Enquanto existirem seres,&#xa;Enquanto existir espaço,&#xa;Possa eu também permanecer&#xa;para dissipar toda a dor do Mundo&quot; &#xa;                            Shantideva, Séc.VIII</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05594906186431457017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HYE2Yk6yt_c/SjZzI22AnII/AAAAAAAAAA4/SyumIqnui1k/S220/Snow+Lion.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805846509344887226.post-8310413489389436216</id><published>2011-01-07T09:49:00.002+00:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T09:51:16.698+00:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigj10rIuv_46t1T6DDMC80CjLIN-QDMl2zZ1kOU-ad4PabCrwjjiz-m0N9zWcJTjRJpDfn8gTq-5az8576BK-lmG2h8HcqoXT8QgFvZ7BNwZG8IUx6Bwis-hbZZTymzSUDt2VHtzC-D3d0/s1600/images.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 264px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigj10rIuv_46t1T6DDMC80CjLIN-QDMl2zZ1kOU-ad4PabCrwjjiz-m0N9zWcJTjRJpDfn8gTq-5az8576BK-lmG2h8HcqoXT8QgFvZ7BNwZG8IUx6Bwis-hbZZTymzSUDt2VHtzC-D3d0/s320/images.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559379301525157090&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all our chatter about being practical, to be practical in the West means to be ignorantly, and often selfishly, short-sighted. Our myopic focus on this life, and this life only, is the great deception, the source of the modern world’s bleak and destructive materialism. No one talks about death and no one talks about the afterlife, because people are made to believe that such talk will only thwart our so-called progress in the world.&lt;br /&gt;If our deepest desire is truly to live and go on living, why do we blindly insist that death is the end? Why not at least try to explore the possibility that there may be a life after? Why, if we are as pragmatic as we claim, don’t we begin to ask ourselves seriously: Where does our real future lie? After all, very few of us live longer than a hundred years. And after that there stretches the whole of eternity, unaccounted for. . .</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/feeds/8310413489389436216/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2011/01/vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/8310413489389436216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/8310413489389436216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2011/01/vida.html' title='A vida'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05594906186431457017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HYE2Yk6yt_c/SjZzI22AnII/AAAAAAAAAA4/SyumIqnui1k/S220/Snow+Lion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigj10rIuv_46t1T6DDMC80CjLIN-QDMl2zZ1kOU-ad4PabCrwjjiz-m0N9zWcJTjRJpDfn8gTq-5az8576BK-lmG2h8HcqoXT8QgFvZ7BNwZG8IUx6Bwis-hbZZTymzSUDt2VHtzC-D3d0/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805846509344887226.post-7961130696086319230</id><published>2010-10-29T10:46:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T11:14:47.511+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lha Ba Düchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmSrQ4dnTi4cKgwH54DP99cP7-9Pm-fAjHRUmbjv2W8rLqSK30WFwgkWpsNCZA5iw1Vc3jYBXiRPjuORmgz7oSinY7fa8QWd1mfRDgxcDBEG3iyWTlcwsQYY2BswclD3DytgMKdR242x-R/s1600/Lha_Bab.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmSrQ4dnTi4cKgwH54DP99cP7-9Pm-fAjHRUmbjv2W8rLqSK30WFwgkWpsNCZA5iw1Vc3jYBXiRPjuORmgz7oSinY7fa8QWd1mfRDgxcDBEG3iyWTlcwsQYY2BswclD3DytgMKdR242x-R/s320/Lha_Bab.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533408679472229954&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Festival de Outono que celebra a descida de Buda Shakyamuni do Céu Trayastrimsha. &lt;br /&gt;Buda concordou em descer no dia 15 do 9º mês, sendo que actualmente define-se como sendo o 22º do 9º mês.&lt;br /&gt;Fez votos para pagar a gratitude de sua mãe, Mayadevi, por tudo o que ela fez por ele, e passou três meses em Tushita a ensiná-la e a outros deuses e deusas, para que eles também se consigam libertar do estado de sofrimento do Samsara - o ciclo de nascimento, vida e morte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As circunstâncias, sucederam quando Buda tinha 41 anos, em que participou num debate em Shravasti no qual derrotou todos os seus oponentes, pela manifestação de milagres. Imediatamente - segundo dizem para evitar receber oferendas e presentes e ser tratado como um Deus - desapareceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reapareceu no reino dos 33 deuses, onde deu ensinamentos a seres celestiais, nos quais se incluíam a sua mãe. Um dos seus grandes discípulos, Anuruddha, conseguia vê-lo e assegurou os outros sobre a sua presença. Após três meses, Maudgalayana, outro dos seus grandes discípulos, pediu a Buda que este voltasse à terra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acedeu em regressar numa dada semana, por isso no sétimo dia, Indra e Brahma construiram 3 escadas de lapis lazuli, ouro e cristal. A escada tripla ligava o Monte Meru a Samkashya. Na hora marcada ele desceu as escadas, acompanhado por Indra e Brahma, e foi recebido na base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lenda diz que essa escada, utilizada por Buda, Indra e Brahma, com o tempo, foi desaparecendo, ficando apenas vestígios que constituíam parte do Templo do Imperador Ashoka. Com o tempo apenas a estrutura subterrânea ficou, mas mesmo isso actualmente deixou de existir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; www.khandro.net/calendar_special_days.htm</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/feeds/7961130696086319230/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2010/10/lha-ba-duchen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/7961130696086319230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/7961130696086319230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2010/10/lha-ba-duchen.html' title='Lha Ba Düchen'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05594906186431457017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HYE2Yk6yt_c/SjZzI22AnII/AAAAAAAAAA4/SyumIqnui1k/S220/Snow+Lion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmSrQ4dnTi4cKgwH54DP99cP7-9Pm-fAjHRUmbjv2W8rLqSK30WFwgkWpsNCZA5iw1Vc3jYBXiRPjuORmgz7oSinY7fa8QWd1mfRDgxcDBEG3iyWTlcwsQYY2BswclD3DytgMKdR242x-R/s72-c/Lha_Bab.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805846509344887226.post-2742012009053155065</id><published>2010-10-01T18:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T18:06:38.347+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dzongsar Khyentse Rinpoche (France 2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style=&quot;background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/1B5cne1V_bY/hqdefault.jpg)&quot;  width=&quot;480&quot; height=&quot;295&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/1B5cne1V_bY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/1B5cne1V_bY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&quot; width=&quot;480&quot; height=&quot;295&quot; allowScriptAccess=&quot;never&quot; allowFullScreen=&quot;true&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/feeds/2742012009053155065/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2010/10/dzongsar-khyentse-rinpoche-france-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/2742012009053155065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/2742012009053155065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2010/10/dzongsar-khyentse-rinpoche-france-2010.html' title='Dzongsar Khyentse Rinpoche (France 2010)'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05594906186431457017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HYE2Yk6yt_c/SjZzI22AnII/AAAAAAAAAA4/SyumIqnui1k/S220/Snow+Lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805846509344887226.post-4503816373976038307</id><published>2010-09-30T11:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T11:48:31.342+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A crise...</title><content type='html'>Acordamos todas as manhãs...e vemos a vida que levamos a ser estrangulada pela Matrix.&lt;br /&gt;A Matrix, conjunto de processos pensados, deliberadamente estruturados de forma a que actue com um íman para manter acordadas as nossas emoções e sentidos. Constantemente mantêm-nos sem força e desiguais. Eleva-nos os Ego, esmaga a esperança.&lt;br /&gt;Podem achar que é uma visão péssimista e sem sentido, mas pura e simplesmente deixo uma pergunta...qual o Sentido da Vida?&lt;br /&gt;Qual Monthy Pythons com uma verdade irónica...mas pura! A Matrix mantém a crise, cria a crise e faz-nos acreditar que é norma, que é real! Uma verdadeira Inception que nos molda o cérebro, e faz-nos crer que o que percepcionamos é real, não será antes um logro aos nossos sentidos, eles próprios logro de nós mesmos? O sonho do sonho!&lt;br /&gt;Numa qualquer esquina ecoa nos meus ouvidos, um qualquer Roger Waters no psicadelismo social de &quot;Comfortably Numb&quot;, mas mantendo a esperança de nos deixar faísca de &quot;Each small candle lights a corner of the dark&quot;, numa consciência cada vez mais apertada e ilusória...&lt;br /&gt;Numa épica história, a Musa, indica o camninho social, de &quot;Rise&quot;, levantar e lutar, contra o Mind Control, de não sermos controlados e forçados a fazer o que não nos é destinados como Seres Humanos...e reescrevermos o &quot;Sentido da Vida&quot;!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/feeds/4503816373976038307/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2010/09/crise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/4503816373976038307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/4503816373976038307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2010/09/crise.html' title='A crise...'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05594906186431457017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HYE2Yk6yt_c/SjZzI22AnII/AAAAAAAAAA4/SyumIqnui1k/S220/Snow+Lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805846509344887226.post-5310394549440774468</id><published>2010-03-12T10:07:00.004+00:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T10:21:47.942+00:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTriiVP_sFv-xrvBtyyt-jYmdNOYjVi2a0Wo5puAr5hQ6PbEaWFdPkek3Cx-sSvq05tehi44MWZ61M87l7Obl-5NGuQ8zWJFcWZFAn66q2oaxh0GavOO5m9zkQ5rJxyPo5IsZJpujLX3nN/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 87px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTriiVP_sFv-xrvBtyyt-jYmdNOYjVi2a0Wo5puAr5hQ6PbEaWFdPkek3Cx-sSvq05tehi44MWZ61M87l7Obl-5NGuQ8zWJFcWZFAn66q2oaxh0GavOO5m9zkQ5rJxyPo5IsZJpujLX3nN/s320/untitled2.bmp&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447689936534407218&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdemos muitas vezes o nosso tempo a pensar em como perder tempo. E o mais incrível é que somos bem sucedidos!&lt;br /&gt;A vastidão do Universo é tal que não temos a noção do minúsculo ponto que somos, da insignificância do ser humano, que age como se o centro do mundo medieval não estivesse assim tão longe, se Galileu não tivesse existido...&lt;br /&gt;Ao admirar as paisagens Himalaias, e ao sentir a sua força e imensidão, elas também um ponto no Universo, ficamos pequenos, despidos, sem a energia antropocentrica que nos guia nesta estrada da vida mundana, esquecemos que só o nosso interior consegue igualar a força dos Himalaias e num fim iluminado ter a perfeita noção una com o imenso Universo!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/feeds/5310394549440774468/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2010/03/perdemos-muitas-vezes-o-nosso-tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/5310394549440774468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/5310394549440774468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2010/03/perdemos-muitas-vezes-o-nosso-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05594906186431457017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HYE2Yk6yt_c/SjZzI22AnII/AAAAAAAAAA4/SyumIqnui1k/S220/Snow+Lion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTriiVP_sFv-xrvBtyyt-jYmdNOYjVi2a0Wo5puAr5hQ6PbEaWFdPkek3Cx-sSvq05tehi44MWZ61M87l7Obl-5NGuQ8zWJFcWZFAn66q2oaxh0GavOO5m9zkQ5rJxyPo5IsZJpujLX3nN/s72-c/untitled2.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805846509344887226.post-577559514825643112</id><published>2010-03-08T10:39:00.003+00:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T10:55:14.966+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Boudhanath"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kathmandu"/><title type='text'>Nepal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbVDl7HxlMqidY9Xt7_8QlzpUWRSzDer3P_8eLRM3PzcvfQ-FJHVcPXiH0dngot-XHiwJe8SsNRpcy7RPXtkdX-A6JUjaEjqnUgA_qnsqEuO3w-e3OSNtpKe-yVybw1tFv4wgMPM9XsCyu/s1600-h/DSC_0522.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbVDl7HxlMqidY9Xt7_8QlzpUWRSzDer3P_8eLRM3PzcvfQ-FJHVcPXiH0dngot-XHiwJe8SsNRpcy7RPXtkdX-A6JUjaEjqnUgA_qnsqEuO3w-e3OSNtpKe-yVybw1tFv4wgMPM9XsCyu/s320/DSC_0522.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446213391950294674&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda estou um pouco deslocado!&lt;br /&gt;15 dias em Kathmandu e parece que estive um mês fora. Outra realidade, diferente dos nossos padrões sociais do ocidente...mas com magia, com muita força!&lt;br /&gt;Tive a multipla sorte de ficar hospedado em Boudhanath, coração tibetano do Nepal, apenas a uns escassos 50m do Stupa que quase toca o céu...ou será que não toca? ou é o céu? Inúmeros Mosteiros rodeiam Boudha, cheguei dia 13 de Fevereiro, um dia antes do Losar, agora imaginem acordar às 3H00M da manhã, com o Mosteiro que tinha encostado aos muros do Hotel e ouvir o começo do novo ano do Tigre de Ferro 2137, Tambores, Cornetas e Orações a fluirem pela noite de Boudhanath, numa experiência tão intensa e forte que só de pensar ainda me arrepio...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/feeds/577559514825643112/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2010/03/nepal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/577559514825643112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/577559514825643112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2010/03/nepal.html' title='Nepal'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05594906186431457017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HYE2Yk6yt_c/SjZzI22AnII/AAAAAAAAAA4/SyumIqnui1k/S220/Snow+Lion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbVDl7HxlMqidY9Xt7_8QlzpUWRSzDer3P_8eLRM3PzcvfQ-FJHVcPXiH0dngot-XHiwJe8SsNRpcy7RPXtkdX-A6JUjaEjqnUgA_qnsqEuO3w-e3OSNtpKe-yVybw1tFv4wgMPM9XsCyu/s72-c/DSC_0522.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805846509344887226.post-2097659361150560143</id><published>2009-08-05T17:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:28:36.190+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pela Paz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji2cboAw9BQmBiYo7mwXRXvvU1FMRnHf0DO3r2gNCDYmrqPbqDwD_GdhSrEU3FGvXvGTMpID3ZSq4l2xSoB5JtzZlbo4HnGIIXD78wYZrqM-GWpSbuZ78IEhwdYIkYAUCcl2kiaFFb1TRe/s1600-h/DSC02113.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji2cboAw9BQmBiYo7mwXRXvvU1FMRnHf0DO3r2gNCDYmrqPbqDwD_GdhSrEU3FGvXvGTMpID3ZSq4l2xSoB5JtzZlbo4HnGIIXD78wYZrqM-GWpSbuZ78IEhwdYIkYAUCcl2kiaFFb1TRe/s400/DSC02113.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366517410834124274&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sendo hoje, 5 de Agosto de 2009 um dia especial, de lua cheia, gostaria de oferecer a todos os seres um Stupa...como não o vou construir, deixo aqui a foto do Stupa que está na Serra do Caldeirão no Algarve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que todos os seres sejam felizes, livres de sofrimento e sigam sem dúvida o caminho para a Iluminação! &lt;/strong&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/feeds/2097659361150560143/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/08/pela-paz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/2097659361150560143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/2097659361150560143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/08/pela-paz.html' title='Pela Paz!'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05594906186431457017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HYE2Yk6yt_c/SjZzI22AnII/AAAAAAAAAA4/SyumIqnui1k/S220/Snow+Lion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji2cboAw9BQmBiYo7mwXRXvvU1FMRnHf0DO3r2gNCDYmrqPbqDwD_GdhSrEU3FGvXvGTMpID3ZSq4l2xSoB5JtzZlbo4HnGIIXD78wYZrqM-GWpSbuZ78IEhwdYIkYAUCcl2kiaFFb1TRe/s72-c/DSC02113.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805846509344887226.post-6363228059057246256</id><published>2009-07-31T10:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T10:28:56.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Guru Rinpoche</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBQ-c2tbRW4J71LgN9E4CLI9XErR-UmZcfHmEBLVtIS6FWryeNUNiEbvSipoAdHrQR4b2mVYOer9w9HclMF6Q4zGmVtBYG5xv9_9doqSaReo6PIG7msB63Ga4JbZlEE7p4vZC-rm10qOBx/s1600-h/guru.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 120px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBQ-c2tbRW4J71LgN9E4CLI9XErR-UmZcfHmEBLVtIS6FWryeNUNiEbvSipoAdHrQR4b2mVYOer9w9HclMF6Q4zGmVtBYG5xv9_9doqSaReo6PIG7msB63Ga4JbZlEE7p4vZC-rm10qOBx/s400/guru.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364553850248947282&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje celebra-se o dia do nascimento de Padmasambhava, ou Guru Rinpoche como era conhecido pelos tibetanos. Hoje é um dia importante para ter sempre presente o nosso Mestre e vê-lo como Guru Rinpoche. Devemos pensar pelo menos 3 vezes durante o dia e 3 vezes à noite em Guru Rinpoche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;At sunrise, Guru Rinpoche is miraculously born amidst dazzling radiance in a lotus bed on Lake Danakosha. Turning the Wheel of Dharma for the Dakinis, he is know as Guru Tsokyé Dorjé.&quot;&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; Rigpa Tibetan Calendar 2009-2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Oração em Sete Versos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hung  Orgyen yul gyi nup chang tsam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung Na fronteira noroeste do país de Oddiyana &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pema kesar dongpo la&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no coração de um lótus erigido sobre a sua caule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ya tsen chok gi ngö drup nyé&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haveis obtido a maravilhosa realização suprema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pema jungné shyé su drak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;venerado sob o nome de Nascido-do-Lótus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;khor du khandro mangpö kor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estais rodeado de inúmeras dakinis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;khyé kyi jé su dak drup kyi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seguindo os vossos passos, possa eu alcançar a iluminação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chingyi lap chir shek su sol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouvi a minha súplica: vinde e abençoai-me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guru Pema Siddhi Hung&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tradução &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; Wangyal, Pema &quot;Diamantes de Sabedoria&quot;, 2002 Âncora Editora Lisboa)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/feeds/6363228059057246256/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/07/guru-rinpoche.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/6363228059057246256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/6363228059057246256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/07/guru-rinpoche.html' title='Guru Rinpoche'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05594906186431457017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HYE2Yk6yt_c/SjZzI22AnII/AAAAAAAAAA4/SyumIqnui1k/S220/Snow+Lion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBQ-c2tbRW4J71LgN9E4CLI9XErR-UmZcfHmEBLVtIS6FWryeNUNiEbvSipoAdHrQR4b2mVYOer9w9HclMF6Q4zGmVtBYG5xv9_9doqSaReo6PIG7msB63Ga4JbZlEE7p4vZC-rm10qOBx/s72-c/guru.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805846509344887226.post-694648907964324411</id><published>2009-07-27T22:04:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:27:33.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To Cherish All Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Buddha (563-483 B.C.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fear of causing terror to living beings...let the Bodhisattva who is disciplining himself to attain compassion refrain from eating flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meat is food for ferocious beasts:&lt;br /&gt;Improper to eat-so said the Buddha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In future meat eaters, speaking out of ignorance,&lt;br /&gt;Will pretend that the Buddha said,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It is permissible to eat meat, there is no sin in this.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, bereft of compassion and wisdom, you eat meat,&lt;br /&gt;You have turned your back on liberation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         (in the &lt;em&gt;Lankavatara Sutra&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus (3 A.D.-36 A.D.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the flesh of slain beasts in this body will become his own tomb.&lt;br /&gt;For i tell you truly, he who kills, kills himself and whose eats the flesh&lt;br /&gt;of slain beasts eats the body of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         (from &lt;em&gt;The Gospel of Peace&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in Food for Thought, Éditions Padmakara, Saint-Léon-sur-Vézère)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/feeds/694648907964324411/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-cherish-all-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/694648907964324411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/694648907964324411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-cherish-all-life.html' title='To Cherish All Life'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05594906186431457017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HYE2Yk6yt_c/SjZzI22AnII/AAAAAAAAAA4/SyumIqnui1k/S220/Snow+Lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805846509344887226.post-5206355623186224480</id><published>2009-07-26T22:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:32:57.747+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Impermanência</title><content type='html'>A impermanência é algo que está sempre presente. Tudo o que somos, fazemos ou tudo o que existe, tem a impermanência no seu espectro. É algo que tem que deve estar sempre presente na nossa mente. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sempre que perdemos a perspectiva ou nos deixamos dominar pela preguiça, reflectir sobre a morte e sobre a impermanência traz-nos de volta à verdade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que é nascido morrerá,&lt;br /&gt;O que foi reunido será disperso,&lt;br /&gt;O que foi acumulado esgotar-se-á,&lt;br /&gt;O que foi construído ruirá,&lt;br /&gt;O que esteve no alto descerá.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo o universo, dizem-nos agora os cientistas, nada mais é do que mudança, actividade e movimento, é uma totalidade de fluxos que serve de base a todas as coisas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cada interacção subatómica consiste na aniquilação&lt;br /&gt;das partículas originais e na criação de novas.&lt;br /&gt;O mundo subatómico é uma contínua dança de criação e aniquilação,&lt;br /&gt;de massa a transformar-se em energia e vice-versa.&lt;br /&gt;As formas transitórias faiscam para dentro e para fora da existência,&lt;br /&gt;dando origem a uma infindável e sempre renovada realidade criada&lt;/em&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; Sogyal Rinpoche, &quot;O Livro Tibetano da Vida e da Morte&quot;, 1993, Prefácio, Lisboa</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/feeds/5206355623186224480/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/07/impermanencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/5206355623186224480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/5206355623186224480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/07/impermanencia.html' title='Impermanência'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05594906186431457017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HYE2Yk6yt_c/SjZzI22AnII/AAAAAAAAAA4/SyumIqnui1k/S220/Snow+Lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805846509344887226.post-7760143420058817437</id><published>2009-07-26T14:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:20:30.217+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chökhor Düchen</title><content type='html'>O Buda após a sua iluminação não ensinou durante 7 dias. Até que finalmente encorajado por Indra e Brahma, fez girar a Roda do Dharma pela primeira vez, em Sarnath, na India, ensinou as Quatro Nobres Verdades. &lt;br /&gt;Foi pois no dia 25 de Julho de 2009 do calendário ocidental que se celebrou tal fantástico momento, um dia em que as acções positivas são multiplicadas numa razão de 10 Milhões de Vezes, o mesmo sendo verdade para as acções negativas (&lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; Rigpa Tibetan Calendar, 2009-2010).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Quatro Nobres Verdades são:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1º Existe sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;2º Existe uma causa ou origem para o sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;3º Existe a cessação do sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;4º Existe um caminho para abandonar o sofrimento, que é o Óctuplo Caminho&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; &quot;As Quatro Nobres Verdades&quot;, Ven. Ajahn Sumedho, 2007)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/feeds/7760143420058817437/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/07/chokhor-duchen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/7760143420058817437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/7760143420058817437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/07/chokhor-duchen.html' title='Chökhor Düchen'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05594906186431457017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HYE2Yk6yt_c/SjZzI22AnII/AAAAAAAAAA4/SyumIqnui1k/S220/Snow+Lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805846509344887226.post-1339928003703102279</id><published>2009-06-18T22:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:01:14.728+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacred Voices: O meu Mestre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-meu-mestre.html#links&quot;&gt;Sacred Voices: O meu Mestre&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/feeds/1339928003703102279/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/06/sacred-voices-o-meu-mestre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/1339928003703102279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/1339928003703102279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/06/sacred-voices-o-meu-mestre.html' title='Sacred Voices: O meu Mestre'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05594906186431457017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HYE2Yk6yt_c/SjZzI22AnII/AAAAAAAAAA4/SyumIqnui1k/S220/Snow+Lion.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805846509344887226.post-6411664186523268425</id><published>2009-06-18T21:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:00:25.121+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O meu Mestre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBz0sKv94JvvS_Fb39UFxD8r7j78G5407NE3ocZyWNXG-pTHjuXlhJOZm38S_IGETmP7mDsPxoy2CfTsZttLtrBmkK2LpOjKyNrxXlJ3Vj54alfPkxb5jKeMl88xYY1m34wull2VOdYPXH/s1600-h/JKR.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 184px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBz0sKv94JvvS_Fb39UFxD8r7j78G5407NE3ocZyWNXG-pTHjuXlhJOZm38S_IGETmP7mDsPxoy2CfTsZttLtrBmkK2LpOjKyNrxXlJ3Vj54alfPkxb5jKeMl88xYY1m34wull2VOdYPXH/s400/JKR.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348768060687591234&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jigme Khyentse Rinpoche, é o 3º filho do falecido Kangyur Rinpoche.&lt;br /&gt;Foi reconhecido por Kyabje Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche, Kyabje Dudjom Rinpoche e &lt;br /&gt;S.S. 16º Karmapa como a incarnação de Jamyang Khyentse Chökyi Lodrö.&lt;br /&gt;Jigme Khyentse Rinpoche passou a sua infância m Darjeeling, tendo posteriormente passado muito do seu tempo com Kyabje Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche na India, Nepal e Butão, recebendo muito ensinamentos precisosos.&lt;br /&gt;Em 1980, Rinpoche veio para a Europa com a sua mãe e o resto da sua família.(Fonte:www.songsten.org)&lt;br /&gt;Felizmente tenho a possibilidade preciosa de estar diversas vezes por ano com Jigme Khyentse Rinpoche, tanto em Portugal como noutros países europeus, nomeadamente França, é um momento de beleza rara ver Rinpoche a transmitir-nos ensinamentos que nos constroem como seres humanos mais completos.&lt;br /&gt;A sua sensibilidade e a forma como nos permite beber deste nectar de sabedoria ancestral são efectivamente mágicos.&lt;br /&gt;O simples facto de podermos estar na sua presença transmite-nos uma segurança efectiva sobre o que somos e o que podemos fazer para o bem de todos os seres sensíveis.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/feeds/6411664186523268425/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-meu-mestre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/6411664186523268425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/6411664186523268425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-meu-mestre.html' title='O meu Mestre'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05594906186431457017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HYE2Yk6yt_c/SjZzI22AnII/AAAAAAAAAA4/SyumIqnui1k/S220/Snow+Lion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBz0sKv94JvvS_Fb39UFxD8r7j78G5407NE3ocZyWNXG-pTHjuXlhJOZm38S_IGETmP7mDsPxoy2CfTsZttLtrBmkK2LpOjKyNrxXlJ3Vj54alfPkxb5jKeMl88xYY1m34wull2VOdYPXH/s72-c/JKR.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3805846509344887226.post-3548545311290739048</id><published>2009-06-14T21:54:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:02:45.161+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacred Voices</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitytbYi5t9Plf-d-qYraU90_vRCZA-cIFAqr5pwO5hHNMEipMfriT_BJPTUlSf-FOQHdCEomXD-99XLfxrQ5x0bBzI1vi7OtUvmCcsnqTqn6W7aM4Y1DpT3LbSbtdxAs69MqdaVGgmPvSh/s1600-h/buda.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 101px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347291534351259874&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitytbYi5t9Plf-d-qYraU90_vRCZA-cIFAqr5pwO5hHNMEipMfriT_BJPTUlSf-FOQHdCEomXD-99XLfxrQ5x0bBzI1vi7OtUvmCcsnqTqn6W7aM4Y1DpT3LbSbtdxAs69MqdaVGgmPvSh/s400/buda.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;Sacred Voices&lt;/span&gt;, ou Vozes Sagradas...para estabelecer o nosso sagrado. As vozes que durante milénios nos indicam o caminho para a sabedoria absoluta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um espaço para todos...religiões e filosofias, ancestrais e contemporâneas. Um expor do que mais sagrado existe no nosso mundo, um explorar do ser humano e do seu sentido de vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/feeds/3548545311290739048/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/06/sacred-voices.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/3548545311290739048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3805846509344887226/posts/default/3548545311290739048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacred-voices.blogspot.com/2009/06/sacred-voices.html' title='Sacred Voices'/><author><name>Nuno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05594906186431457017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HYE2Yk6yt_c/SjZzI22AnII/AAAAAAAAAA4/SyumIqnui1k/S220/Snow+Lion.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitytbYi5t9Plf-d-qYraU90_vRCZA-cIFAqr5pwO5hHNMEipMfriT_BJPTUlSf-FOQHdCEomXD-99XLfxrQ5x0bBzI1vi7OtUvmCcsnqTqn6W7aM4Y1DpT3LbSbtdxAs69MqdaVGgmPvSh/s72-c/buda.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>