<?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-7367588967268796116</id><updated>2025-10-29T20:04:25.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sutil Cotidiano</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sutilcotidiano.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7367588967268796116/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sutilcotidiano.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elis Leitão</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14588612283190882358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDaV52qQiuftRaZoCzRE6l_z7D_PCT4JfZQWhV7AOtucoyLRphiU0jmAiXHLZMnuuqC4LIg9P2A6M2qOronUpd1IJ-e7L5iuvmoA7Gmll8bcIJhXbSbMuIDaV06YPIf3eeSJ4QmhHWaj-UtZWPFwo-NcEHeOkDjGdiV7WM0_Lwf7ScDu8/s220/WhatsApp%20Image%202023-10-17%20at%2018.51.22.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7367588967268796116.post-8933677518201146514</id><published>2025-03-03T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2025-03-03T11:20:24.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nas Sutilezas do Coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibDiUTu6rsrr787zBEP9AcqR2tSlMD241WDainpNrkd0nH5kF8BtdEa7ZaEmagxoCd462Lllj4Uvz8JRDRyPeFYQxd4g6QET19D5LeIAwTWMAarfkkX2BzFnEtqK-NJ0kNldHEwtTZRBFCfocoiGvvs8SzKGQEzV5VR2TXdHMTQHuD4z2W6aSuHyynJ9lo/s1472/Amor%202.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;832&quot; data-original-width=&quot;1472&quot; height=&quot;181&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibDiUTu6rsrr787zBEP9AcqR2tSlMD241WDainpNrkd0nH5kF8BtdEa7ZaEmagxoCd462Lllj4Uvz8JRDRyPeFYQxd4g6QET19D5LeIAwTWMAarfkkX2BzFnEtqK-NJ0kNldHEwtTZRBFCfocoiGvvs8SzKGQEzV5VR2TXdHMTQHuD4z2W6aSuHyynJ9lo/s320/Amor%202.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Raleway;&quot;&gt;Existe um coração que pulsa em doce espera, guardando dentro de si um amor tão puro quanto as primeiras gotas de orvalho da manhã. Um amor que aguarda pacientemente pelo momento em que dois olhares se encontrarão, e nesse instante mágico, o universo inteiro fará sentido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Raleway;&quot;&gt;São almas que nasceram para se encontrar, como estrelas destinadas a brilhar lado a lado no mesmo céu. Um amor que transcende o comum, que vai além das palavras ditas, que se manifesta na mais pura compreensão silenciosa entre dois seres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Raleway;&quot;&gt;Quando dois corações se reconhecem, é como se uma melodia há muito tempo esquecida voltasse a tocar. Cada um mantém seu próprio ritmo, sua própria essência, mas juntos criam uma harmonia perfeita que ecoa pela eternidade. Um amor que não aprisiona, mas liberta; não diminui, mas multiplica a felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Raleway;&quot;&gt;É nos pequenos gestos que esse amor se revela: no olhar que atravessa a alma, no sorriso que ilumina os dias mais escuros, no abraço que aquece o coração. Um amor que compreende sem julgar, que fortalece sem dominar, que cuida sem sufocar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Raleway;&quot;&gt;Como uma dança delicada entre duas almas, esse amor flutua no ar, esperando o momento perfeito para unir dois destinos que sempre estiveram entrelaçados. É a mais pura expressão do que há de mais belo no universo: dois corações que se completam em perfeita sintonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By Elis Leitão :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sutilcotidiano.blogspot.com/feeds/8933677518201146514/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sutilcotidiano.blogspot.com/2025/03/nas-sutilezas-do-coracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7367588967268796116/posts/default/8933677518201146514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7367588967268796116/posts/default/8933677518201146514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sutilcotidiano.blogspot.com/2025/03/nas-sutilezas-do-coracao.html' title='Nas Sutilezas do Coração'/><author><name>Elis Leitão</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14588612283190882358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDaV52qQiuftRaZoCzRE6l_z7D_PCT4JfZQWhV7AOtucoyLRphiU0jmAiXHLZMnuuqC4LIg9P2A6M2qOronUpd1IJ-e7L5iuvmoA7Gmll8bcIJhXbSbMuIDaV06YPIf3eeSJ4QmhHWaj-UtZWPFwo-NcEHeOkDjGdiV7WM0_Lwf7ScDu8/s220/WhatsApp%20Image%202023-10-17%20at%2018.51.22.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibDiUTu6rsrr787zBEP9AcqR2tSlMD241WDainpNrkd0nH5kF8BtdEa7ZaEmagxoCd462Lllj4Uvz8JRDRyPeFYQxd4g6QET19D5LeIAwTWMAarfkkX2BzFnEtqK-NJ0kNldHEwtTZRBFCfocoiGvvs8SzKGQEzV5VR2TXdHMTQHuD4z2W6aSuHyynJ9lo/s72-c/Amor%202.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7367588967268796116.post-5088299825766179953</id><published>2023-10-21T17:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2025-05-16T17:05:26.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Valor Sutil do Tempo e da Confiança</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUebhYARg70KGCo-_q6Gt_aVVvLZvWHzDya2AzYW4KY4ozBP7AxmEhEZsnGz0B7sJrXxu78lZXtaSHOq2UjkAWZhOiMaeeMDDD3p8eIVTF5DHil1k0GMq50uuW2GbsTCIpZ1t9qHWdFOzmg1Tx5L_zrl7PU1zufHXnmK8zwq-odLdxL0C0rFsJHiZowq2P/s5824/AdobeStock_594682729.jpeg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;3264&quot; data-original-width=&quot;5824&quot; height=&quot;224&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUebhYARg70KGCo-_q6Gt_aVVvLZvWHzDya2AzYW4KY4ozBP7AxmEhEZsnGz0B7sJrXxu78lZXtaSHOq2UjkAWZhOiMaeeMDDD3p8eIVTF5DHil1k0GMq50uuW2GbsTCIpZ1t9qHWdFOzmg1Tx5L_zrl7PU1zufHXnmK8zwq-odLdxL0C0rFsJHiZowq2P/w400-h224/AdobeStock_594682729.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Aptos&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;A confiança que depositamos
nas pessoas é mais do que um simples gesto; é o fio invisível que entrelaça as
almas e constrói as pontes das relações humanas. Quando confiamos, damos um
salto de fé, entregando uma parte preciosa de nós mesmos, ansiando por uma
conexão sincera e verdadeira. Essa entrega, em sua essência mais pura, é um
teste de força e determinação, moldada e refinada pelo tempo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Aptos&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;O tempo, por sua vez, é o
grande revelador. Ele desvenda a profundidade do nosso comprometimento e a
sinceridade das nossas intenções. É verdade que, às vezes, descobrimos que
nossos sentimentos não encontraram um terreno propício para florescer. Nessas
horas, a desilusão pode parecer um golpe, cortante e profundo. No entanto, em
cada desafio, há uma lição. A realidade, por mais dura que seja, é uma mestra
que nos ensina a valorizar cada momento e a entender que, uma vez vivido, o
tempo não volta.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Aptos&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Mas aí reside a beleza do
recomeço. Cada desilusão é também uma oportunidade de crescer, de aprender e de
se fortalecer. O tempo, com sua sabedoria silenciosa, traz cura e renovação.
Ele nos oferece a chance de ver o mundo com novos olhos, de reconstruir e,
acima de tudo, de continuar acreditando na bondade das pessoas e em nosso
próprio valor. Por isso, quando alguém deposita sua confiança em você,
reconheça esse gesto pelo que ele realmente é: um presente precioso. Cuide
dessa confiança, valorize-a e honre-a, pois é um dos mais belos presentes que
alguém pode oferecer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Aptos&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Por&amp;nbsp; Elis Leitão :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sutilcotidiano.blogspot.com/feeds/5088299825766179953/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sutilcotidiano.blogspot.com/2023/10/o-valor-sutil-do-tempo-e-da-confianca.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7367588967268796116/posts/default/5088299825766179953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7367588967268796116/posts/default/5088299825766179953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sutilcotidiano.blogspot.com/2023/10/o-valor-sutil-do-tempo-e-da-confianca.html' title='O Valor Sutil do Tempo e da Confiança'/><author><name>Elis Leitão</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14588612283190882358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDaV52qQiuftRaZoCzRE6l_z7D_PCT4JfZQWhV7AOtucoyLRphiU0jmAiXHLZMnuuqC4LIg9P2A6M2qOronUpd1IJ-e7L5iuvmoA7Gmll8bcIJhXbSbMuIDaV06YPIf3eeSJ4QmhHWaj-UtZWPFwo-NcEHeOkDjGdiV7WM0_Lwf7ScDu8/s220/WhatsApp%20Image%202023-10-17%20at%2018.51.22.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUebhYARg70KGCo-_q6Gt_aVVvLZvWHzDya2AzYW4KY4ozBP7AxmEhEZsnGz0B7sJrXxu78lZXtaSHOq2UjkAWZhOiMaeeMDDD3p8eIVTF5DHil1k0GMq50uuW2GbsTCIpZ1t9qHWdFOzmg1Tx5L_zrl7PU1zufHXnmK8zwq-odLdxL0C0rFsJHiZowq2P/s72-w400-h224-c/AdobeStock_594682729.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7367588967268796116.post-1159935759840912756</id><published>2021-11-15T17:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2023-10-17T15:24:02.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi12MMGQkLDuUiDtzyNnhrr7XE42khXbd97krMcvq8RQdPED8IYZY-4QguJtOY8ncBn08AYbFcmhWPiS9PLOKXuIxDZc0yLZAzpwN9s6nBl5ZhA6hCjfb87XpCGcFiwXmptXIFhWFAfVo2lZL8YeXAqiRHMJwDcDefhvDcKRfyWw72fvrXQ_Km9tnHF5iYY/s960/WhatsApp%20Image%202023-10-17%20at%2019.21.30.jpeg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;960&quot; data-original-width=&quot;691&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi12MMGQkLDuUiDtzyNnhrr7XE42khXbd97krMcvq8RQdPED8IYZY-4QguJtOY8ncBn08AYbFcmhWPiS9PLOKXuIxDZc0yLZAzpwN9s6nBl5ZhA6hCjfb87XpCGcFiwXmptXIFhWFAfVo2lZL8YeXAqiRHMJwDcDefhvDcKRfyWw72fvrXQ_Km9tnHF5iYY/w184-h200/WhatsApp%20Image%202023-10-17%20at%2019.21.30.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;184&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Ao longo da jornada,
descobrimos que a verdadeira felicidade não está em sorrir constantemente, mas
em se encontrar e se orgulhar da resiliência diante das adversidades. Ser feliz
é reconhecer que, mesmo nos dias mais escuros, temos a chance de renascer, de
olhar com gratidão e aproveitar as dádivas que a vida nos oferece.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Ser feliz é sentir, em cada
desafio superado, a mão de Deus nos guiando e nos amparando, mostrando que cada
queda é apenas uma oportunidade para nos levantarmos mais fortes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;O tempo, em sua sabedoria,
revela as bênçãos diárias e ensina-nos a valorizá-las. Cada novo dia é um
presente, uma chance de ver e agradecer pelas maravilhas que nos cercam.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Que possamos, todos os dias,
abraçar essa jornada com gratidão e determinação, reconhecendo a beleza de cada
momento.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;By Elis Leitão&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyLSV9VqMZ3fJ8C8DUb_3isNVHeBpyfFDMEvFaYfhXDodF8_7p__tvJO6e5e5nPBPR1S9zOKXydrzI4lnoYR8xv1dQDooUbhldG0WSdDOCbV94w5oqIMiL1s9aprahMdV_48gAY38CuGgE/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;177&quot; data-original-width=&quot;284&quot; height=&quot;199&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyLSV9VqMZ3fJ8C8DUb_3isNVHeBpyfFDMEvFaYfhXDodF8_7p__tvJO6e5e5nPBPR1S9zOKXydrzI4lnoYR8xv1dQDooUbhldG0WSdDOCbV94w5oqIMiL1s9aprahMdV_48gAY38CuGgE/s320/images+%25281%2529.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Somos
culpados, mas de quê?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Pesquisa
mostra que a culpa mais dolorosa é o lamento por não agirmos conforme
nossos desejos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;A
melhor polícia do mundo não conseguiria manter a ordem se respeitássemos as
leis apenas por medo da punição. A sociedade funciona (mais ou menos) porque
infrações e crimes despertam, não só a atenção de autoridades, como a PM e a
PF, mas também nossa consciência: a perspectiva do arrependimento nos inibe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Freud
percebeu que, frequentemente, nos culpamos mais do que deveríamos: vemos crimes
onde não existem, julgamos nossas meras intenções e sonhos como transgressões e
nos punimos para aliviar a culpa que sentimos. Até os anos 60, o sentimento de
culpa era majoritariamente percebido como arrependimento por desrespeitar uma
norma ou autoridade.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;No seu
seminário (um tanto críptico) de 1959-60 (&quot;A Ética da Psicanálise&quot;,
Zahar), o psicanalista francês Jacques Lacan propôs uma visão diferente: a
culpa mais profunda e mais dolorosa surgiria não por termos desobedecido a uma
norma, mas por termos negligenciado nossos próprios desejos, por não termos
agido como queríamos. É lógico que lamentemos, de forma mais amarga, as
oportunidades perdidas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;O
sentimento de culpa é quase onipresente, enquanto as transgressões reais são
raras. Logo, a culpa que frequentemente nos atormenta deriva mais de nossa
inação do que de nossas ações impulsivas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;No ano
passado, Ran Kivetz e Anat Keinan publicaram uma pesquisa que confirma essa
perspectiva (&quot;Hipermetropia Pesarosa: uma Análise dos Arrependimentos do
Autocontrole&quot;, &quot;Journal of Consumer Research&quot;, vol. 33, setembro
2006). Eles confirmaram que: 1) todos nós reprovamos decisões que visam apenas
prazer imediato sem considerar as consequências futuras; 2) mas, a longo prazo,
o que prevalece é o arrependimento por não agirmos conforme nossos
impulsos ou desejos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Na
visão de Kivetz e Keinan, embora saibamos que nossos impulsos possam ser
imediatistas, frequentemente agimos pensando nas consequências a longo prazo.
Entretanto, com o tempo, lamentamos as oportunidades de satisfação imediata que
deixamos passar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Os
autores sugerem que, ao refletirmos sobre nossas vidas, lamentamos mais as
coisas que queríamos fazer e não fizemos do que as ações &quot;sábias&quot; que
evitamos. O arrependimento por não seguir nossos desejos ressoa mais forte e
por mais tempo do que o arrependimento por ter agido impulsivamente.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Para
entender o impacto dessa pesquisa, não pense apenas em pequenas indulgências,
como comer uma segunda fatia de bolo, mas em decisões maiores da sua vida: uma
carreira da qual você desistiu ou um amor que escondeu. A longo prazo, essas
renúncias doem mais do que a culpa que sentiríamos por seguir nossos
verdadeiros desejos, mesmo que contrários às expectativas sociais.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Referência:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;CALLIGARIS,
Contardo. &quot;Somos culpados, mas de quê?&quot;. [S.l.], [Data da publicação
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot;&gt;Certo
dia, eu estava lendo a página de um amigo quando me deparei com uma imagem
particular. Ao observá-la, percebi que estava carregada de sensibilidade e
sabedoria, o que me levou a uma reflexão: &quot;Ele está consertando
corações&quot;. E me questionei: Quantos consertadores de corações temos
espalhados pelo mundo? Ou melhor, quantos anjos curadores de corações existem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot;&gt;Observando
nosso cotidiano, concluí que somos diariamente bombardeados por notícias que
entristecem e adoecem nossos corações: violência, injustiça, maldades diversas.
As boas notícias, que poderiam tocar nossos corações de maneira doce e sutil,
agindo como um *lenitivo para a alma, são raramente destacadas. Mas, embora
pouco noticiadas, elas estão presentes todos os dias. São atitudes de pessoas
bondosas, que nomeei carinhosamente de &quot;anjos curadores&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot;&gt;Quem
seriam esses anjos curadores? Seres celestiais? Muitas vezes, estão bem ao
nosso lado: familiares, amigos ou até mesmo desconhecidos que cruzam nosso
caminho e nos presenteiam com gestos ou palavras que melhoram nosso dia.
Pessoas repletas de amor, iluminadas, que talvez não sejam seres celestiais,
mas são certamente dotadas de uma sabedoria divina e uma sensibilidade
profunda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot;&gt;Independentemente
das adversidades - decepções, raiva, rancor, ódio, mau-humor, solidão -,
acredite que seu anjo curador estará ao seu lado, protegendo seu nobre coração
de sentimentos ruins. Estes anjos aplicam doses de amor, carinho e atenção a
corações antes feridos, com uma paciência e dedicação inigualáveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot;&gt;Esses
curadores têm sempre o remédio certo para cada ferida, e seu auxílio nos
envolve com uma calma inexplicável. Com eles, nos sentimos novamente capazes,
inteligentes, belos e fortes. São seres, conhecidos ou não, que muitas vezes
escondem suas próprias dores para nos ajudar, oferecendo solidariedade e amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot;&gt;Essa
imagem me fez reconhecer os muitos anjos curadores que já passaram por minha
vida, e me levou a questionar: quem de nós não tivemos tais pessoas ao seu lado?
Quantas vezes nós mesmos fomos um anjo curador para alguém?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot;&gt;Nessa
troca de gentilezas e carinhos, fortalecemos cada elo da corrente do bem. Todos
nós, em algum momento, somos anjos curadores para alguém e somos também curados
por outro. Muitas vezes, aplicamos pequenas doses homeopáticas de carinho e
atenção, sem sequer perceber todas às vezes que também fomos tratados. O que
importa é a observação da beleza que nos rodeia e que, frequentemente, deixamos
passar despercebida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot;&gt;Registro
aqui minha gratidão aos inúmeros anjos curadores que se preocupam em dar alento
a quem precisa. Em um mundo cheio de dor, vocês são os propagadores do amor.
Acredito que o amor é a chave para um mundo melhor. Tenho fé em dias melhores,
desde que cada um de nós semeie o bem. Assim, no futuro, talvez tenhamos um
lindo jardim povoado por corações inteiros, que não sofreram os estragos de um
mundo desprovido de amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot;&gt;By
Elis Leitão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;Arial, sans-serif&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;*lenitivo: algo que abranda, ameniza ou acalma; causa alívio e/ou tranquiliza; calmante&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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tem muitas faces e manifestações, mas sua essência permanece pura e constante.
Seja ele expresso através de um abraço apertado, um olhar compreensivo, ou
palavras afetuosas, é sempre poderoso e transformador.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 150%;&quot;&gt;Nenhum
dicionário pode verdadeiramente definir o amor, pois sua magnitude está além
das palavras. O que sabemos é que amar e ser amado é uma das experiências mais
preciosas da vida.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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seja o amor de mãe, pai, filho, amigo, irmão, alma gêmea, namorado(a), marido
ou esposa — celebre-o. Declare seu amor, viva-o plenamente, e deixe que ele te
guie na jornada para a verdadeira felicidade.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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