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A mi esquiva Alma Gemela&lt;br /&gt;Desde que era muy niña, imaginaba tu rostro, fantaseaba con tu piel, tus ojos serían el contacto donde entendería que habías llegado, tu sonrisa sería afable y cuando nos viéramos nuestros corazones harían clic, s&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;display: inline;&quot;&gt;abía que habíamos pactado el encuentro y se me hizo eterno esperar el momento. Con los años fui creciendo y mi entorno se fue ensombreciendo.&lt;br /&gt;En la edad casi adulta te buscaba en los ojos de muchos chicos y nunca descubrí esa chispa que sentía debía tener tu mirada, me vi en muchos ojos, la mayoría hermosos, pero ellos no me mostraban ese esplendor que de niña supe que tendrías.&lt;br /&gt;Luego vino la adultez y casi me resigne a no encontrarte, encontré un alma afín con la que viví un buen tiempo, y cada vez te la veía sentía en mi interior que algo faltaba, procree dos seres maravillosos, y eso me dio valor, para seguir en este aprendizaje, viviendo sin ilusión pero amando de corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Pero un día ya hastiada de la vida que elegí, mi corazón sintió que debía darse la oportunidad de estar libre, de volver a soñar, de esperar el encuentro que sé que se debe dar, y de nuevo en la penumbra de una tarde silenciosa miro la gente en el parque, los niños, los ancianos, veo gente alegre de la mano de su pareja, y le pregunto al cielo tornasolado, ¿falta mucho?&lt;br /&gt;Sé que sólo hace un momento que llegué aquí, que tan solo han sido instantes los que parecen un eterno vivir, pero en verdad hermosa alma siento que ya aprendí lo suficiente para que nuestro encuentro pactado se concrete, ahora mientras el sol deja ver las últimas chispas teñidas de rosa en el horizonte, y la noche toma su lugar en la ciudad; Siento que en una noche tan bella, tu calor y el mío se sienten solitarios.&lt;br /&gt;Alma querida, mis brazos te esperan, mientras mis sentidos se afinan, mi piel rejuvenece mis ojos brillan más, mis manos se sienten suaves, mi pelo sigue siendo sedoso y sobre todo mi corazón ha sido sanado para estar como el primer día como cuando era muy niña.&lt;br /&gt;Aquí estoy esperando tu presencia, te amo y siento que tu amor me inspira. Que tú eres ese rayo de sol que me despierta en las mañanas, las flores que me dan su aroma, los arboles con su bella sombra, te intuyo en el viento, en los pájaros, en la risa de los niños y en el vuelo de las gaviotas.&lt;br /&gt;Ven a tu lugar mi amada Alma Gemela.&lt;br /&gt;Luz Nelly Suárez Bonilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Since I was very young , I imagined your face , fantasizing about your skin, your eyes would contact where you understand that you had arrived , your smile would be gentle and when we saw our hearts we would click, I knew we had agreed the meeting and me forever bide his time . Over the years I was growing up and my environment was darkening .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;But one day already tired of the life I chose , my heart felt to be given the opportunity to be free, to dream , to hope the game I know that must be given , and again in the silent gloom of an evening look people in the park , children , the elderly , gay people see the hand of your partner , and ask the iridescent sky , are you missing a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;I know that just a moment ago I got here , which are just moments that seem an eternal life, but truly beautiful soul feel I &#39;ve learned enough to make our meeting agreed is realized now as the sun reveals the latest pink colored sparks on the horizon , and the night takes its place in the city, I feel that in such a beautiful night , your warmth and mine are lonely .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Here I am waiting for your presence , I love you and I feel your love inspires me. That you are the ray of sunshine that wakes me up in the mornings , I give flowers their scent , the trees with their beautiful shade , you intuit in the wind , the birds , the laughter of children and the flight of gulls .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;No me canse de Amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Solo me canse de la película infantil que me enseño que amar es dar todo aun cuando las personas pasen por sobre mí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Me canse de ser utilizada con la excusa del amor solo para satisfacer un impulso hormonal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; 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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;I just get tired of the children&#39;s film that taught me that love is to give everything, even when people pass over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;I got tired of being used under the guise of love just to satisfy a hormonal boost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;I got tired of making other over myself, that I throw crumbs in the form of acceptance to interpret as love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;I got tired of feeling to win affection was patronizing requirements otr @ s, to the point of losing my identity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;I got tired of trying to ignore the signs that showed that there was no love and it was my need for recognition which made ​​me stay there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;I tired to mourn bitterly for otr @ expect, seeing that I am a woman, not understanding that only I can appreciate me and recognized me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;I got tired of looking like a different girl to whom I am to attract sexual attention, pretending that seems love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;I tired to forget myself, to live according to others because it made me a victim but I never meant love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;I got tired of feeling that as the otr @ had the best of me, I would even a sincere hug of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;I got tired of &quot;buy&quot; love not only with gifts of money, do special favors and be with my environment, because that ends in lost investment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;I got tired of looking for love in different places and concentrated on discovering love within me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Qué tal si admitimos que sentimos emociones que el mundo juzga de nocivas. O dañinas&lt;br /&gt;Porque eso nos enseñó, a juzgar, a estar de un lado o de otro, a que hay buenos y hay malos, entonces sentir algo que aprendimos que puede ser malo, no&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;display: inline;&quot;&gt;s asusta, nos obliga a juzgarnos y a lastimarnos. Y hasta nos enseñaron que no se llora, cuando sucede algo, quizás con la intención de que se transfiera en valentía. Pero es Valiente reprimir el dolor, la angustia, la tristeza, el desamparo, la impotencia, la rabia, el odio, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Bueno posiblemente muchas personas opinen que esto es así, es importante reprimir y culparnos dentro del paradigma del bueno y el malo si en algún momento por algún suceso nos sentimos tristes desgastados, aplastados, furiosos, odiamos algo o a alguien. Inmediatamente de nuestro subconsciente, que almacenó toda la información suministrada por nuestros padres en la infancia, procesa y nos saca la etiqueta aprendida, la cual nos puede revolver el estómago, hacer doler la cabeza y hasta generarnos un ataque de pánico.&lt;br /&gt;Si le adicionamos creencias religiosas de algún tipo, podríamos correr a sentir que hemos cometido un pecado gigante o hasta merecer el más cruel castigo y si no lo impone otro ( porque ya somos adultos) lo provocamos nosotros mismos, en forma de …. Bueno de lo que más temamos, puede ser desde una ruina económica o un cáncer, eso es según los patrones de temor que viven con nosotros y nos presionan para lograr su cometido, DESTRUIRNOS.&lt;br /&gt;Según un famoso científico experto en Bioneuroemocion, la causa de las enfermedades físicas y mentales, de la humanidad y no está por sentir emociones negativas, nacen de reprimirlas o negarlas, que es más dañino que admitir que estamos sintiendo emociones como Odio, y admitir porque persona, circunstancia u objeto, la estamos sintiendo ya que al admitir esto podemos hacer un proceso de descontaminación emocional, que nos impida castigarnos a corto, mediano y largo plazo. Una costumbre muy común.&lt;br /&gt;Entonces qué hacer? Lo principal aceptar si te sientes triste, admítelo, para ti mism@, si sientes odio por tus padres por su maltrato, admítelo, o si es contra tu pareja una rabia por su traición, admite. Y si necesitas llorar, pues llora, grita si es necesario, pero no reprimas esta explosión para así no lastimar tu cuerpo o tu mente, solo acepta lo que sientes y a que o quien va dirigida esa emoción.&lt;br /&gt;Y después, perdona a la persona, situación u objeto pero sobre todo PERDONATE, porque lo que haya sucedido te pudo haber lastimado mucho, pero si no te perdonas te vas a lastimar mucho más tu mism@, Y olvida, aprende lo que sea necesario y no te juzgues, Dios no lo hace, cualquiera que sea tu Idea de él.&lt;br /&gt;Una vez logrado esto, sigue adelante, con responsabilidad sobre tus decisiones y actos, sin mirar atrás, sin persistir en tu implacable juico y sobre todo sin persistir en reprimir lo que sea que sientas.&lt;br /&gt;En este momento solo agregaré se vale sentir emociones negativas lo que no se vale es negarlas, reprimirlas o vivir alimentándolas.&lt;br /&gt;Como hacer lo anterior. Buena pregunta? Yo tengo respuestas pero solo las daré a quien quiera tenerlas, desde mi correo empoderartcoaching@gmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;Luz Nelly Suárez Bonilla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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That negative emotions should not feel??? who said!&lt;/div&gt;
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What if we admit we feel emotions that the world judged harmful. Or harmful&lt;/div&gt;
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Because that taught us to judge, to be on one side or the other, there are good and there are bad, then feel something that we learned that can be bad, it scares us, it forces us to judge and hurt. And even taught us not to cry, when something, perhaps with the intention to transfer in courage. But Valiente suppress the pain, anguish, sadness, helplessness, powerlessness, anger, hatred, etc..&lt;/div&gt;
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Well possibly many people opinion that this is so, it is important to suppress and blame within the paradigm of good and bad if at any time for any event we feel sad worn, rolled, angry, hate something or someone. Immediately our subconscious that stored all the information provided by our parents in childhood, processes and learned label us out, which we can turn the stomach, making my head hurt and even generarnos a panic attack.&lt;/div&gt;
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If we add religious beliefs of some kind, could run to feel we have made a giant sin or to deserve the cruelest punishment and if it imposes another (because they&#39;re adults) provoke it ourselves, in the form of .... Well what more we fear, may be from financial ruin or cancer, that is by the standards of living with fear us and pressure us to achieve its purpose, DESTROY.&lt;/div&gt;
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As a famous scientist in Bioneuroemocion, the cause of physical and mental diseases, of humanity and not to feel negative emotions, born to repress or deny them, which is more damaging to admit we are feeling emotions like hate, and admit that person, circumstance or object, we are feeling since admitting this we can do a decontamination process emotional punish stopping you short, medium and long term. A very common practice.&lt;/div&gt;
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So what to do? The main thing to accept if you feel sad, admit it to yourself @, if you feel hatred for your parents for their abuse, admit it, or if it is against your partner a rage for his betrayal, he admits. And if you need mourn, for crying, screaming if necessary, but do not repress this explosion so as not to hurt your body or your mind, just accept what you feel and what or who is intended that emotion.&lt;/div&gt;
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And then forgive the person, situation or object but mostly forgive, because what has happened may have hurt you much, but if you do not forgive you will hurt much more your yourself, be and forget, learn what it takes and do not judge, God does not, whatever your idea of ​​it.&lt;/div&gt;
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Once this is done, go ahead, with responsibility for your decisions and actions, without looking back, without persist in your relentless Juico and especially without persist in repressing whatever you feel.&lt;/div&gt;
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At this time it will only add feel negative emotions is what is not fair is to deny, repress or live feeding them.&lt;/div&gt;
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How do the above. Good question? I have answers but I only give them to anyone who wants to take them from my e empoderartcoaching@gmail.com.&lt;/div&gt;
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Suárez Luz Nelly Bonilla.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fcarlosdariomorales.blogspot.com%2F&amp;h=CAQE4XG95AQFyEkSodkNlP8x-4GxckrWDnd1yLbbbYBBS9w&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotasdeamordivino.blogspot.com/feeds/9144302535691535022/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gotasdeamordivino.blogspot.com/2013/06/hay-que-admitir-las-emociones-nocivas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887501070657527632/posts/default/9144302535691535022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887501070657527632/posts/default/9144302535691535022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotasdeamordivino.blogspot.com/2013/06/hay-que-admitir-las-emociones-nocivas.html' title='HAY QUE ADMITIR LAS EMOCIONES NOCIVAS /HAVE TO ADMIT THE HARMFUL EMOTIONS'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08833957075193491389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDW26MgIQzScviKZV1g5morKRlUOS-L0GX0WbcwnNyYPOWji3xzqw7hyotxaxaxnmHiLlM3J7PJEAV94KuRW6lD6Xh9BSRA1TGCBIFh_TUtUW2r5IcO1IsUdcIblcqB6-zDg44AND5uxs/s72-c/emociones.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887501070657527632.post-5104861769980695774</id><published>2013-06-07T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-07T00:18:08.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Se tu hada madrina /Be your fairy godmother</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Algunas personas cuando se encuentran en dificultades, afectivas, económicas, familiares o laborales, se deciden por buscar ayuda en diferentes lugares, algunos acuden a la Iglesia mas seguido que antes, otros van al psicólogo o psiquiatra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;otros mas acuden a mediums, hechiceros o adivinadores, algunos mas se refugian el adicciones como el alcohol, drogas, trabajo o demás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos pareciera que buscamos la Varita Mágica que nos de el toque certero o el Hada madrina que de un pase nos solucione nuestras angustias, las cuales por supuesto han sido creadas desde nosotros mismos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claro cuando alguien nos dice esto en una situación que NO nos gusta, generalmente nos ofendemos y hasta nos enojamos con quien nos esta indicando que fuimos creadores de algo así, pero es verdad somos artífices de nuestra vida y de nuestros resultados, tenemos la varita mágica que puede cambiar la historia de nuestra vida, pero no sabemos usarla o ni siquiera sabemos donde hallarla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esto sucede porque no aprendimos a buscar en nuestro interior, se nos educo con miedo y temores, la responsabilidad de nuestras vidas se la asocio a agentes externos a nosotros. y por eso cuando tenemos dificultades se asocia también la solución con seres externos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero esto no debe ser una camisa de fuerza para darle un vuelco a nuestra vida, tenemos herramientas y ayudas que nos permiten viajar al interior y rescatar esa varita mágica que nos permita transformar nuestra vida en lo que queremos y soñamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Some people when they are in difficulties, emotional, economic, family or work, they decide to seek help in different places, some go to church more often than before, others go to a psychologist or psychiatrist, but attending other mediums, wizards or diviners, some more take refuge on addictions like alcohol, drugs, or other work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Of course when someone says this in a situation that NO we like, we generally offend and even get angry with whom we are indicating that we were creators of something, but it&#39;s true we are creators of our lives and of our results, we have the magic wand which can change the story of our life, but do not know to use it or do not even know where to find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;This is because we did not learn to look within ourselves, we educate with fear and fears, the responsibility for our lives is the associate external agents to us. and so when we have difficulties solving is also associated with external beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;But this should not be a straitjacket help turn our life, we have tools and resources that allow us to go inside and rescue the magic wand that allows us to transform our lives into what we want and dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fcarlosdariomorales.blogspot.com%2F&amp;h=CAQE4XG95AQFyEkSodkNlP8x-4GxckrWDnd1yLbbbYBBS9w&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotasdeamordivino.blogspot.com/feeds/5104861769980695774/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gotasdeamordivino.blogspot.com/2013/06/se-tu-hada-madrina-be-your-fairy.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887501070657527632/posts/default/5104861769980695774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887501070657527632/posts/default/5104861769980695774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotasdeamordivino.blogspot.com/2013/06/se-tu-hada-madrina-be-your-fairy.html' title='Se tu hada madrina /Be your fairy godmother'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08833957075193491389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghVFFAwnD_XMoXDtoc0soKmfVoa9WsY_tYgafsRm0ZkhZpax4VMOYXjUQs4HZHojn9V027xzyk2Vgq8FpWeHdmbC7tutgM8GSCDpLDS3zUp1p4oMrQtQvgfo-Y2Iz3iwNrX5mNRTr6jl8/s72-c/hadamadrina.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887501070657527632.post-3923014403294050949</id><published>2013-06-05T13:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-05T13:24:17.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO TRANSFORMES TU VIDA PARA SER ACEPTADO ../Transform YOUR LIFE NOT TO BE ACCEPTED</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;&quot;&gt;He tenido que ver con algo de tristeza, como una persona muy cercana a mí vive en dolor y conflicto por que su pareja constantemente le&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17.984375px;&quot;&gt;insinúa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;que cambie, amigos, que deje de hablar con personas de su entorno incluso que modifique su form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; display: inline; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;&quot;&gt;a de vestir y actuar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No puedo decirle a esta persona nada, porque aprendí a respetar las acciones de las personas y sobre todo su criterio, pero me sirve de clara reflexión, porque creo que si alguien cambia en su exterior o en su interior, debe ser por convicción real, porque su vivencia así se lo exige, pero cambiar solo por que una persona se mantenga a su lado, en mi concepto es entregar el poder a alguien que igual no lo va ha valorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La experiencia de vida ha de ser personal y propia, cuando alguien te quiere cambiar o dirigir tu vida, no es por amor, es por inseguridad, es manipulación, es agresión, es miedo, pero esos sentimientos son absolutamente opuestos al amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SE CAMBIA PARA SER MEJOR CONSIGO MISM@, PORQUE AL ÚNICO SER QUE DEBEMOS COMPLACER ES A NUESTRO&lt;br /&gt;VERDADERO YO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien en verdad te quiere te acepta tal como eres, quien pretende cambiarte solo pretende disminuirte como persona y te trata como un objeto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; display: inline; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; display: inline; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17.984375px;&quot;&gt;TRUE SELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17.984375px;&quot;&gt;Who really loves you will accept you as you are, who only seeks disminuirte intended change you as a person and treats you like an object.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fcarlosdariomorales.blogspot.com%2F&amp;h=CAQE4XG95AQFyEkSodkNlP8x-4GxckrWDnd1yLbbbYBBS9w&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotasdeamordivino.blogspot.com/feeds/3923014403294050949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gotasdeamordivino.blogspot.com/2013/06/no-transformes-tu-vida-para-ser.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887501070657527632/posts/default/3923014403294050949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887501070657527632/posts/default/3923014403294050949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotasdeamordivino.blogspot.com/2013/06/no-transformes-tu-vida-para-ser.html' title='NO TRANSFORMES TU VIDA PARA SER ACEPTADO ../Transform YOUR LIFE NOT TO BE ACCEPTED'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08833957075193491389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcytYHb0hTMY98zRPoXECLQyncupqYBG99h2R_egtS3Mq8m4U2TYfDIs6qADQha-X2dVL_Ux1FhLr590k36onmeGhIp0ymapZpGiJbmkNC2ObYcBVg3D8TlG_oNKMwK9UXM6Iav2mzjA4/s72-c/TRANSFORMATUVIDA1111.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887501070657527632.post-7088827950916577815</id><published>2013-06-01T14:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-01T14:24:12.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CUANDO SE ROMPE EL CORAZÓN / WHEN IS BROKEN HEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;&quot;&gt;Las personas entran en una profunda tristeza y depresión, muchas veces se refugian en drogas, alcohol, en vicios y en general en lo que les pueda hacer “olvidar” por un pequeño instante el dolor que se siente e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;&quot;&gt;n el corazón, rayando en la propia muerte. Yo misma lo he vivido.&lt;br /&gt;Que es lo que pasa en el interior cuando estas emociones reales se toman posesión de nuestra vida y hasta la dirigen, bueno aparte del daño físico al llevar nuestro cuerpo a un nivel máximo de estrés, lo cual es bastante grave, esto baja nuestras defensas y permite que muchas enfermedades se apoderen de nuestro organismo.&lt;br /&gt;Si vamos más allá, nuestro espíritu se aturde porque no entiende lo que sucede en ti, ya que el sabe que no es necesario ese dolor ni esa aflicción. El espíritu sabe que no hay separación, que todos somos uno y que no es necesario hacerle daño al cuerpo por una “pena de amor”.&lt;br /&gt;Es importante entender que el dolor que se genera de estos sucesos es por un paradigma que nos vendieron en tiempos pasados donde la gente se “debía morir de amor”, eso no es amor realmente es apego, necesidad, confusión. El amor por su verdadera esencia no causa dolor causa alegría.&lt;br /&gt;Lo que duele es el sentimiento de abandono, el sentir que otra persona tiene el poder de hacernos felices o no. Esto solo aleja más a esa persona, y es normal, tomar la responsabilidad por la felicidad de otra persona es una responsabilidad muy grande. La cual es muy difícil que se asuma por largo tiempo. El sentimiento de abandono es muy grande y duele, pero es porque nos hemos abandonado a nosotros mismos, y centramos nuestra vida en otra u otras personas.&lt;br /&gt;La mejor manera de sanar estas heridas y lograr que nuestro corazón deje de sufrir es llegando a entender que nacimos como seres perfectos y completos. Las personas con las que interactuamos vienen a nuestra vida por algunos lapsos de tiempo, solo son compañeros temporales de nuestro camino. Eso incluye padres, hermanos, hijos, pareja, etc. Y son personas maravillosas sin duda con las que generamos sentimientos valiosísimos, pero nuestra vida es única y solo viviendo sin apego pero con convicción, podemos evitar salir heridos.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando entregamos nuestro “poder” a otra persona o personas, y las creemos más valiosas que nuestra propia vida, estamos dejando de ser y por tanto exponiéndonos a ser lastimados por otros aunque no lo quieran hacer. Es por eso que es importante antes de iniciar una relación nueva con una persona, sea en el aspecto romántico o el aspecto simplemente de amistad o negocios, es necesario ver al interior y fortalecerse lo suficiente para que nada ajeno a cada uno tenga la capacidad de lastimarnos, así ese sufrimiento in necesario se puede evitar y de esta manera asumimos nuestro poder y responsabilidad por lo que decidimos sentir y permitir que nos lastime o no.&lt;br /&gt;Si este escrito te sirve para sentirte mejor me alegro pero sobre todo considera que lo puedes hacer llegar a alguien que lo pueda estar necesitando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.727272033691406px; line-height: 17.99715805053711px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17.984375px;&quot;&gt;People come into a deep sadness and depression, often take refuge in drugs, alcohol, in general services and what they can do &quot;forget&quot; for a little while the pain felt in the heart, bordering on own Death. I myself have lived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17.984375px;&quot;&gt;That&#39;s what happens inside when these real emotions take over our lives and to direct, well apart from physical damage to our bodies carry a maximum level of stress, which is quite serious, this lowers our defenses and allows many diseases from taking over our body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17.984375px;&quot;&gt;If we go further, our spirit is confused because he does not understand what happens to you, and he knows that it is not necessary that pain or that affliction. The spirit knows no separation, we are all one and you do not need to hurt to the body by an &quot;unrequited love&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17.984375px;&quot;&gt;It is important to understand that the pain is generated from these events is a paradigm that we sold in the past where people &quot;must die of love&quot;, that&#39;s not really love addiction, need, confusion. The love of your true essence causes painless joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17.984375px;&quot;&gt;What hurts is the feeling of abandonment, feeling that another person has the power to make us happy or not. This only further away that person, and it is normal to take responsibility for the happiness of another person is a big responsibility. Which is very difficult to take a long time. The feeling of abandonment is very large and painful, but it is because we have abandoned ourselves and focus our lives on another or others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17.984375px;&quot;&gt;The best way to heal these wounds and make our hearts stop suffering is coming to understand that we were born perfect and complete beings. The people that come into our lives interact for some periods of time, they are only temporary companions of our way. That includes parents, siblings, children, spouse, etc.. And no doubt are wonderful people with valuable feelings we generate, but our life is unique, just living without attachment but with conviction, we can avoid getting hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17.984375px;&quot;&gt;When we give our &quot;power&quot; to another person or people, and we believe more valuable than our own lives, we are ceasing to be and thus exposing us to be hurt by others even if they want to do. That&#39;s why it is important before starting a new relationship with a person, either in the romance or friendship or just looking business, you need to look inward and become strong enough for anything outside everyone has the ability to hurt, so that suffering can be avoided in need and so we assume our power and responsibility so we decided to allow ourselves to feel and hurt or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Esta es una historia muy linda de un hombre Joven, alto, guapo, inteligente, muy audaz y gentil, que salio de su casa una mañana de invierno. En busca de una dama que le acompañara para el resto de su vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Una vez inicio el camino, se fue tarareando una canción y en su cabeza imaginando como sería la dama de sus sueños, &amp;nbsp;no podía describir su color o su estatura porque cada vez que lo intentaba, se decía a si mismo, &amp;nbsp;pero y si&amp;nbsp;también&amp;nbsp;encuentro una con descripción a su inicial descripción, &amp;nbsp;así &amp;nbsp;iba&amp;nbsp;ensimismado&amp;nbsp;en su camino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Cuando&amp;nbsp;de pronto&amp;nbsp;a lo lejos vio a un hombre mayor, &amp;nbsp;sentado a la vera del camino &amp;nbsp;y con mucho cuidado plantando en la tierra semillas, &amp;nbsp;el joven se acerco y le pregunto al anciano si&amp;nbsp;quería&amp;nbsp;su ayuda, a lo que el anciano se incorporó y con gentileza&amp;nbsp;movió&amp;nbsp;la cabeza en señal de aceptación. mientras plantaban las semillas el hombre le dijo al joven asía donde te diriges? el joven le&amp;nbsp;compartió&amp;nbsp;su intensión de encontrar a la mejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;r dama para que fuera su compañera de vida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;El anciano al&amp;nbsp;oír&amp;nbsp;tal&amp;nbsp;decisión&amp;nbsp;en el joven&amp;nbsp;soltó&amp;nbsp;sus herramientas de &amp;nbsp;trabajo y le invito a sentarse en el prado cerca a las&amp;nbsp;semillas&amp;nbsp;y le interrogo sobre cuales eran las virtudes que esperaba encontrar en su dama, el joven medito un rato y luego le dijo bueno ha de ser virtuosa sin duda, &amp;nbsp;y bella, voluptuosa e inteligente, amorosa y de piel muy suave, &amp;nbsp;tierna y de ojos brillantes, delicada en sus maneras y con cuerpo &amp;nbsp;muy bien formado. El anciano le&amp;nbsp;interrumpió&amp;nbsp;y le dijo muchacho estas&amp;nbsp;describiendo&amp;nbsp;a todas las mujeres y no&amp;nbsp;podrás&amp;nbsp;tenerlas a todas tan solo a una. y &amp;nbsp;todas ellas son como las rosas, que tienen variedad de colores, tamaños y pueden tener mas o menos espinas. &amp;nbsp;dicho esto el anciano le dijo al joven tu&amp;nbsp;búsqueda&amp;nbsp;de la mujer perfecta esta basada en su forma y cualidades lo cual esta muy bien, pero &amp;nbsp;vas a encontrar tantas tan diferentes, tan tibias y dulces que es probable que te confundas y te guste mas de una de ellas. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;El joven se levanto de un salto y le dijo &amp;nbsp;pero si quiero la mejor &amp;nbsp;de que manera puedo encontrarla?.. el anciano a esto le replicó fácil &amp;nbsp;ve y busca pero cuando encuentres alguna&amp;nbsp;asegúrate&amp;nbsp;de ver con los ojos adecuados.. y como puedo hacer esto? interrogó el muchacho...&amp;nbsp;fácil&amp;nbsp;si me acompañas a mi casa te enseñaré algo que te puede ayudar. A lo que el hombre accedió.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Partieron así los dos hombres hasta un campo cercano rodeado de hermosas flores de diversos tipos, aromas y colores. &amp;nbsp;El hombre joven al ver esto se paro &amp;nbsp;conmovido por la belleza de este jardín inmenso y agradable, el anciano le dijo vez ahora a lo que me refiero? las mujeres son como las flores.. todas son bellas pero distintas y con aromas, colores y condiciones diferentes para sobrevivir en el campo. &amp;nbsp;Entonces el joven le dijo cómo saber cual es la indicada?. &amp;nbsp;El anciano&amp;nbsp;sonrió&amp;nbsp;y le dijo &amp;nbsp;esa será la que mas agrade a tu corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Cómo saber cual será la mejor para mi corazón? replico el joven, bien hijo eso es&amp;nbsp;fácil&amp;nbsp;la que con su aroma, toque y&amp;nbsp;pétalos&amp;nbsp;te de mas alegría,&amp;nbsp;así&amp;nbsp;pues te voy a tapar los ojos y te voy a dar una canasta y algo para cortar la que mas te guste. &amp;nbsp;ve allí y escoge toma el tiempo que sea necesario.. el joven salio presuroso... paso horas en el campo oliendo y tocando las diversas flores del campo, mientras el anciano en su casa le aguardaba pacientemente, de repente el joven regreso con el cesto lleno de flores.. cuando llego a la puerta de la casa lo recibo el anciano.. y le dijo pero no has escogido&amp;nbsp;demasiadas&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;bueno replico el muchacho he tomado las que mas me&amp;nbsp;agradaron... de acuerdo hijo pero solo&amp;nbsp;debías&amp;nbsp;tomar una. ahora chico debes elegir entre estas tan solo una. &amp;nbsp;El muchacho miro las flores una por una,&amp;nbsp;oliéndolas,&amp;nbsp;tocándolas&amp;nbsp; intentando decidir cual de ellas le gustaba mas, &amp;nbsp;y no&amp;nbsp;podía&amp;nbsp;decidir. &amp;nbsp;entonces el anciano le invito a entrar a su casa y el muchacho cansado y hambriento&amp;nbsp;accedió&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;la casa era bella pero modesta en la estancia&amp;nbsp;había&amp;nbsp;unas sillas y en la ventana alumbrada por la escasa luz del atardecer una maceta con la mas bella Rosa que el nunca antes&amp;nbsp;había&amp;nbsp;visto en su vida. el chico&amp;nbsp;soltó&amp;nbsp;la cesta y fue a tocar y oler la rosa bella de un color muy raro y con un aroma tan perfecto que &amp;nbsp;ambientaba la casa. &amp;nbsp;en ese momento el anciano venia con algo para comer y beber. cuando vio al muchacho acariciando y oliendo su Rosa especial, le digo con voz fuerte desde el otro lado del lugar.. esa no la puedes tener es&amp;nbsp;mía&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;el chico le dijo pero esta es la que mas me ha gustado entre todas.. no muchacho esa no la puedes tener ha tardado mucho tiempo en florecer y &amp;nbsp;es muy delicada para ser plantada en el campo y sus semillas son muy raras.. florece &amp;nbsp;solo unos pocos días y luego debe ser removida su tierra y preparada especialmente para ser sembrada de nuevo. &amp;nbsp;Tu tienes las que cortaste y puedes escoger entre ellas cual es la que prefieres para que sea tu propia y especial flor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Muy acongojado y llevando consigo la marchita flor el joven&amp;nbsp;devolvió&amp;nbsp;sus pasos para finalmente llegar a la casa del viejo, quien con lagrimas en los ojos&amp;nbsp;cavaba&amp;nbsp;la tierra en la maceta donde antes estuviera la bella rosa, y le hablaba &amp;nbsp;con susurros, &amp;nbsp;el joven llamo a la puerta y el anciano salio a ver quien era, cuando este&amp;nbsp;abrió&amp;nbsp;el joven cayo de&amp;nbsp;rodillas&amp;nbsp;a su puerta.&amp;nbsp;Perdóname&amp;nbsp;buen señor he querido tomar tu preciosa flor pero esta ha muerto en pocas horas. &amp;nbsp;El anciano&amp;nbsp;sonrió&amp;nbsp;y le dijo&amp;nbsp;también&amp;nbsp;tus flores que tiraste ayer hoy yacen en la basura sin poder ser recogidas sus semillas han muerto. Así pues tu y yo estamos en la misma situación, pero yo tenia guardadas en mis cosas &amp;nbsp;restos de semillas de mi rosa, por eso preparaba la tierra y pronto&amp;nbsp;tendré&amp;nbsp;de nuevo mi compañera de siempre, &amp;nbsp;el joven sorprendido le pido que le diera también semillas para el poder tener la misma flor, el anciano le explico que esa flor la había cultivado su difunta esposa, que siempre se sembraba en la misma maceta y se&amp;nbsp;revolvía&amp;nbsp;la tierra siempre con las lagrimas que le&amp;nbsp;producía&amp;nbsp;el dolor de haber perdido la anterior flor era regada, que nunca se&amp;nbsp;había&amp;nbsp;sembrado en el campo y que el abono era &amp;nbsp;parte de las cenizas que conservaba de su esposa. &amp;nbsp;Por eso esa era la flor que le llegaba al corazón era suya y nadie mas la podia tener. El joven cayo sobre su cuerpo llorando, pero entonces como hallare mi flor?... bueno la hallaste de hecho hallaste muchas, pero al ver otra mejor olvidaste la primera y luego la segunda y la tercera... y&amp;nbsp;así&amp;nbsp;dejaste a un lado todas esas bellas flores que encantaron tus sentidos&amp;nbsp;inicialmente&amp;nbsp;por ir tras la flor que no&amp;nbsp;podías&amp;nbsp;tener... &amp;nbsp;ahora tal vez si buscas en la basura donde tiraste tantas bellas flores... tal vez encuentres la semilla de tu propia variedad de rosa..&amp;nbsp;allí&amp;nbsp;habían&amp;nbsp;unas&amp;nbsp;exquisitas&amp;nbsp;según pude ver ayer cuando trajiste la cesta llena de flores diversas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Así&amp;nbsp;te pasará en la vida si al buscar una dama que te acompañe, no encuentras la que vibre en tu corazón y a pesar de que hallan otras bellas damas puedas quedarte con la que te llego primero a tus sentidos.. terminaras sin nada como has terminado sin&amp;nbsp;ninguna&amp;nbsp;flor. &amp;nbsp;Porque la&amp;nbsp;insensatez&amp;nbsp;de no tener claro en tu corazón lo que quieres te puede hacer que termines dañando a quien no quieres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;They left and the two men to a nearby field surrounded by beautiful flowers of various types, flavors and colors. The young man stood to see this moved by the beauty of this vast and pleasant garden, the old man once told now what I mean? Women are like flowers .. but all are beautiful and different aromas, colors and different conditions to survive in the field. Then the young man told him how to know which one is right?. The old man smiled and said that will be the most pleasing to your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;El cuerpo de una mujer es una obra de arte indudablemente, fue creada con calma y con toda la atención posible según se puede leer en los libros, pero en realidad una mujer es un ser muy bello y especial, sin embargo la mujer en la humanidad a pesar de ser el símbolo por excelencia de la fertilidad y la vida, en la historia de la humanidad ha sido la mas mancillada, y maltratada en todos los aspec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; display: inline; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;tos posibles, sus derechos han venido siendo ganados con tesón y mucho esfuerzo en Colombia en el 2014 se conmemoran los primeros 60 años desde que se le concedió el derecho al voto a la mujer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha sido la mujer el botín de guerras crueles, dónde se les viola y se les vende como esclavas aún hoy en día, las mujeres se han tenido que soportar todo tipo de vejámenes por no considerarseles en algunos casos humanas, se les creo para acompañar al Macho de la especie, y para ser quien porte el hijo en su vientre, pero la mujer ademas de eso es capaz de realizar trabajos, de educarse y crear para el mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El papel de la mujer en nuestros tiempos no se equipara con el del hombre, pero se ha vuelto mas relevante con los años, sin embargo es común ver mujeres marchitas con un dolor en sus almas, por la vida que llevan o por el maltrato que reciben en sus hogares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mujer es bella por su naturaleza y por sus formas, sin embargo, ha olvidado su valor, ha dejado que le pongan precio y valía los estereotipos extraños, y los hombres ya ni se esfuerzan por conquistar a una mujer, se a dejado de lado el romanticismo que es fundamental para llegar a conocer el alma de una mujer, pues es mas fácil desnudar su cuerpo, algo lamentable, porque si bien es cierto que el placer que brinda el cuerpo de una mujer es maravilloso, el poder llegar al alma misteriosa de una mujer es invaluable, y aún mas conquistar el corazón de una dama. Muchas veces y muchos han escrito a cerca del laberinto que es una mujer, porque es un misterio para los hombres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y sería mas maravillosa la mujer si antes de dejar que un hombre llegue a su cuerpo, logre que llegue a su corazón y desnude su alma, porque los pocos que han logrado esta hazaña son los que han logrado trascender en la historia por la magnificencia del amor que han recibido de su amada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así pues Damas, recuerden que son una joya valiosa y hombres, recuerden que a la mujer se le mantiene feliz con romance y conquista permanente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es mas hombre quien Desnuda el Alma de una mujer y conquista su corazón que aquel que posee tan solo su cuerpo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;And women would be more wonderful if before letting a man comes to your body, achieve it reaches your heart and bare your soul, for the few who have achieved this feat are those who have managed to transcend in history by the magnificence of love they have received from their beloved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Yo misma he sido en el pasado una incansable buscadora del amor perfecto par mi vida, y&amp;nbsp;cometí&amp;nbsp;muchos errores,&amp;nbsp;confié&amp;nbsp;en personas equivocadas, puse mis&amp;nbsp;expectativas&amp;nbsp;fuera de mi, entregue mas de lo que podía y tenia por la consecución del ideal del amor, pero al final cuando sentí que todo estaba perdido, apenas iniciaba mi encuentro con el significado&amp;nbsp;pleno&amp;nbsp;del amor, no voy a escribir mi significado propio, solo pondré&amp;nbsp;aquí&amp;nbsp;lo que logre descubrir en los años de vida que tengo, los cuales aún no voy a revelar, finalmente lo que escriba sera un resultado, de mi&amp;nbsp;búsqueda, la comparto porque siento que es posible a alguien mas le pueda interesar o tal vez se identifique con este aprendizaje al que yo llamo la naturaleza del amor, pues bien, creo que descubrí que el amor no debe doler para ser perfecto, que el amor no exige pago alguno y de&amp;nbsp;ningún&amp;nbsp;tipo para ser amor. el amor no pide sacrificios para ser autentico amor, el amor no se fija en formas ni en contornos fluye porque su razón de ser es fluir, el amor &amp;nbsp;se ve al espejo y&amp;nbsp;sonríe&amp;nbsp;porque es bello y lo sabe, el amor no sabe de edad pues es eterno, el amor no ve cuentas bancarias pues no tiene precio por lo que no puede ser comprado o vendido, &amp;nbsp;el amor no se fija en vestiduras ya que en su&amp;nbsp;esencia&amp;nbsp;va mas allá de cualquier trapo, el amor no sabe de apego pues el esta seguro donde llega y se&amp;nbsp;instala&amp;nbsp; el amor no es celoso, pues tiene la seguridad de ser magnifico, el amor no se preocupa de lujos pues sabe que el le pone a los humanos las mas bellas joyas en cada mirada, el amor no se preocupa de como se ve pues se sabe y se siente único e inimitable, el amor es una fuente inagotable que fluye en cada corazón humano sin embargo algunas veces se siente triste porque sabe que a pesar de estar ahí muchas veces no es encontrado, el amor identifica su presencia por lo que abre sus brazos para ser abrazado aun por personas que no saben como abrazar, el amor si vive en todos los seres vivos, pero muchas veces si no la&amp;nbsp;mayoría&amp;nbsp;es confundido con sexo, apego,&amp;nbsp;posesión, obligación, miedo &amp;nbsp;y dependencia. Es en ese momento donde se duerme el amor &amp;nbsp;y deja ese espacio a que esos confusos sentimientos se apoderen de su espacio y lo aniquilen. Así pues el amor siempre esta pero lo buscamos o confundimos en sentimientos y personas equivocadas, y deja un espacio gigante que espera llenar de nuevo cuando el humano donde estaba así lo permita. &amp;nbsp;así que si lees esto y sientes que puedes estar dejando ir el amor, detenlo ya que nunca sabremos cuando pueda retornar, buenas noches, dulces sueños de amor, te amo, te amo, te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Love, maybe the most used word in the world, a perfect excuse to justify transgressions a word used with underground intentions can demolish even the strongest love is the most wonderful force of the universe, and yet many people pay millions of dollars in therapy to constantly seek long-awaited love, fairy tales are made, wonderful movies, TV series, have written beautiful poems, whole books, many definitions, explanations million, but in the end each person lives the love of different ways, because we have been systematically copying models of love we sold Internet media, marketing, advertising uncountable, if love be charged for the amount of times his name has been used in the world. I think that would be the most wealthy of the world, however I see the constant struggle between individuals for fulfillment in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I myself have been in the past a tireless seeker pair of perfect love my life, and I made many mistakes, I trusted the wrong people, I put my expectations out of me, give more than they could and had for the attainment of the ideal of love, but in the end I felt that all was lost, just beginning my meeting with the full meaning of love, I will not write my own meaning, just put here what I got discovered in the years of life I have, which I have not reveal, what you write is ultimately a result of my search, I share because I feel that it is possible someone else would be interested or maybe learning to identify with this, what I call the nature of love, well, I think I discovered that love should not hurt to be perfect, that love and does not require any payment of any kind to be love. love does not ask for sacrifices to be authentic love, love is not fixed in forms or contours flows because its purpose is flowing, the love is in the mirror and smile because it is beautiful and knows, love knows no age it is eternal, love sees no bank accounts is priceless because it can not be bought or sold, the love does not look at clothes because in its essence goes beyond any rag, love knows no attachment because the unsure where comes and settles love is not jealous, it is sure to be wonderful, love does not care about luxuries knowing that the humans puts the most beautiful jewels in every look, not love concerned about how it looks and feels known one and only love is an inexhaustible source that flows in every human heart but sometimes feels sad because he knows that despite being there often is not found, love identifies their presence so that opens its arms to be embraced even by people who do not know how to embrace, love if you live in all living things, but many if not most times is confused with sex addiction, possession, obligation, fear and dependence. This is the moment where you sleep and let the love that space to those confusing feelings taking over your space and annihilate. So love is always looking or confused but in feelings and wrong people, and leaves a giant gap hopes to fill again when the human which was so permits. so if you read this and feel you can be letting go love, stop it and we never know when it may return, good night, sweet dreams of love, I love you, I love you, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;En todo este tiempo reflexionando e intentando replantear los patrones de vida aprendidos, los cuales han sido los causantes de mis vivencias hasta ahora, las cuales han sido maravillosas ahora que las veo sin apego ni dolor alguno. posiblemente era la única forma que yo llegara al fondo de mi misma, en todo esto el inicio fue dolor, negación,&amp;nbsp;por supuesto&amp;nbsp;el hábito de ser víctima fue mi primer choque emocional, pero una vez entendido, no se fue de mi aún pero creo que esta empezando a dormirse, o mas bien a entender que no soy víctima de nadie mas que de mis propios pensamientos, los cuales llegaron ahí producto de mis vivencias infantiles reforzadas durante el trascurso de mi vida. &amp;nbsp;NO es culpa de nadie que&amp;nbsp;estén&amp;nbsp;ahí pero es mi responsabilidad entender que ocurrió y como cambiarlas, y en ese momento entendí que lo primero por hacer es regalarme el&amp;nbsp;PERDÓN,&amp;nbsp;primero por haber creído que no&amp;nbsp;merecía&amp;nbsp;lo bueno que ha pasado en mi vida. &amp;nbsp;Perdonarme por no haber&amp;nbsp;creído&amp;nbsp;lo suficiente en mi , en lo que puedo hacer como mujer y como ser humano, perdonarme todos los momentos que pase en un bar desperdiciando mi vida y dañando mi cuerpo, perdonarme por dejar que las personas abusaran de todas las formas posibles de mi, perdonarme por no entender que&amp;nbsp;complacer&amp;nbsp;a todos solo me desgasta y anula como ser humano. Perdonar a mi inseguridad que me llevo a&amp;nbsp;tropezar&amp;nbsp;con personas que me reafirmaron en ella. Perdonarme por &amp;nbsp;no hacer y decir lo que quiero y pienso por el temor a no ser aceptada, Perdonarme por no alzar mi voz y protestar ante las injusticias de mi entorno por temor a ser lastimada, perdonarme el hecho de rodearme de personas que sabía me iban a defraudar por mi miedo a estar sola. Perdonar a Dios, a quien culpe de castigarme por mis fallas, y no verlo como parte de mi. Perdonar a quien de niña abuso de mi, a quien me maltrato, a quien me hizo sentir basura y por haberlo&amp;nbsp;creído.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Perdone a mi madre&amp;nbsp;biológica&amp;nbsp;por abandonarme al nacer, a mi Padre adoptivo por dejarme a los 7 años, perdone a mi abuelo por su dureza conmigo, a la familia de mi madre por no ser tan cariñosos como yo hubiera deseado. Perdone a mis miedos, a mis negaciones, Perdone a mi ex esposo por no llenar mis expectativas, perdone a otros y me perdone yo. ha sido un transito muy largo pues al remover tanto en mi interior, salieron recuerdos dolorosos y otros no tanto. salio mi&amp;nbsp;auto compasión&amp;nbsp;la cual no sabia que tenia. &amp;nbsp;Salió esa chispa de niña que me&amp;nbsp;permitía&amp;nbsp;explorar territorios&amp;nbsp;inhóspitos&amp;nbsp;con confianza en mi misma. En fin salieron muchos sentimientos y me revolvieron el corazón. Pero me enseñaron que el perdón es un regalo que solo lo&amp;nbsp;da&amp;nbsp;el verdadero amor. por eso me permito compartirlo en este lugar para que le sea útil a quien lo quiera leer y tomar como una vía para encontrar su propio camino. Te Amo, te Amo, Te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;In all this time thinking and trying to rethink learned life patterns, which have been the cause of my experiences so far, which have been wonderful now that I see them without attachment and pain. possibly was the only way I got to the bottom of myself in all this was starting sore, denial, of course the habit of being victim was my first shock, but once understood, was not yet but I think my that is beginning to fall asleep, or rather to understand that I am not a victim of anyone but my own thoughts, which got there product reinforced my childhood experiences during the course of my life. NO one&#39;s fault that they are there but it is my responsibility to understand what happened and how to change them, and at that moment I realized that the first thing to do is give me pardon, first by having believed he did not deserve the good that has happened in my life. Forgive me for not believing enough in me, in what I can do as a woman and as a human, to forgive all the times I spent in a bar wasting my life and my body hurting, forgive me for letting people abusing all forms possible for me, forgive me for not understanding that please everyone just wears me as a human being and voids. Forgive my insecurity that led me to bump into people I reaffirmed it. Forgive me for not doing and saying what I want and I think the fear of not being accepted, forgive me not to raise my voice and protest against injustice around me for fear of being hurt, forgive the fact surround myself with people who knew they were going to defraud by my fear of being alone. Forgiving God whom blame to punish me for my faults, and not see it as part of my. Forgive those who abused me as a child, who abuse me, who made me feel rubbish and have believed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forgive my birth mother for abandoning at birth, my foster father for leaving me at age 7, my grandfather forgive me for its hardness, the family of my mother for not being as affectionate as I would have liked. Forgive my fears, my denials, I forgave my ex-husband for not filling my expectations, I forgive others and forgive me. has been a very long transit to remove as much as in me came out painful memories and some not so. went my self-pity that I did not know I had. Girl did that spark that allowed me to explore inhospitable territories with confidence in myself. Anyway I went stirred many feelings and heart. But I was taught that forgiveness is a gift that gives only true love. so I would share it here so that it will be useful to anyone who wants to read and take as a way to find their own way. I Love You, I love you, I love you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well I have to tell who scrutinize the Internet and find that letter in an aimless pursuit of a constant and valuable direction for my life, maybe I made all the mistakes that can occur and emerge unscathed in life, well I think those errors were simple methods of my own inner guidance to take me to find what they both seek, seeking perhaps someone could ask? good answer search easily my memory since I have had to do with love. That occurred when I was very young at the beautiful pictures of my storybooks, the same as when I saw him after the TV to my home in woven stories of telenovelas, the same that made me sigh when I saw John Travolta film and Olivia Newton Jhons, which transported me I did live a clandestine romanase with someone who does not even remember his name, but his kisses. was the greatest achievement possible for a 13 year old girl in my time, and that always eluded in my teenage years and then in my youth, of course after I married, had children and thought there finally find that love, in my children and work but still I retreated my life felt empty of love, after divorce me with the conviction that this finally find that love, but between meaningless romances, liquor and lies, I just went digging in my own ghosts, in my lengthy career looking for love, done convincing me that not all people were born to be love. But something inside me told me it was worth it to keep looking. And then when everything was already lost, on a journey trying to save me from depression and desolation, start a journey in search of how to achieve that great desire to meet my life, the stress you body submitted my lifetime, I I&#39;ve been sick for no reason and my voice left me for more than three months, in the silence and solitude, I took readings impulses and self-help videos, which traced my route, the goal was not clear but my journey home which was long and painful, I found a lot of literature and buy another, audios coach in several different parts of Latin America, then, a very special, shoved me to a place where they do seminars workshops that helped me break many of my fears, and I got a new goal to reach, and then again in my confrontation with real life I was determined to find love, change my diet by conviction, stop eating meat of any kind, I will to eat the pain of the death of another human being, then I started to meditate advice received from one of my favorite authors, Dr. Wayne Dyer, and to stop writing, I focused on learning to meditate, which gave me wonderful hours for as never before heard my inner voice. And there in touch with my inner, initiating studies to train as a Life Coach, and breathing, quieting my mind, open my inner eyes, I began to recognize my own light, I remembered that I was born as an angel and just needed my invisible wings strengthened to fly, there was nothing I could want out everything you ever look lived inside me, that God never abandoned me, only I did not know listen, I am a messenger of love, that people never hurt me alone I did not love me enough, that true love is not in someone else if not inside me, that people want me I must not taste as they please, that God does not demand of large demonstrations FE, a thank you is enough, that the only person who has the power to hurt me is I, the other only reflect what is in my heart, come to a place full of love and harmony, there is the sun brighter and water is always at the perfect temperature. The mirror each morning greets me with tenderness and my fears have begun to fade, the best place to find what you want is in my heart, God lives there and watches me when I sleep at night as today by thanking the opportunity to be one with God&#39;s perfect love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;The perfect trip concluded not only showed me ways to create mine and take me where I&#39;ve always wanted to go into the arms of my own perfect love. Thanks for reading this long story of my wonderful trip. I Love You, I Love You, I Love You.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Hoy durante &amp;nbsp;la fuerte lluvia de mi ciudad, estaba en un gran almacén y no podía salir a causa del torrencial aguacero, entonces&amp;nbsp;decidí&amp;nbsp;tomar Agua y mientras observe muchas personas que se&amp;nbsp;guarecían&amp;nbsp;de la lluvia también, el lugar era muy apretado y fue inevitable&amp;nbsp;oír&amp;nbsp;las conversaciones que&amp;nbsp;surgían&amp;nbsp;entre grupos de personas, me hicieron reflexionar lo suficiente como para inspirarme a escribir en este mi rincón favorito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;No voy a escribir que oí, vi y sobre todo&amp;nbsp;entendí&amp;nbsp;en los espacios entre conversaciones, porque sería muy largo y no tiene sentido, pero me di cuenta de que las personas de todas las edades aún&amp;nbsp;están&amp;nbsp;tras la&amp;nbsp;búsqueda&amp;nbsp;permanente de ese amor ideal fuera de ellos, alguien hablo como 4 veces con la misma persona, ignoro su relación pero sospecho por la&amp;nbsp;característica&amp;nbsp;de la conversación que era un romance muriendo o a punto de hacerlo, la expresión del rostro de esta mujer, llego con fuerza a mi interior,&amp;nbsp;sentí&amp;nbsp;su angustia y su dolor, me recordó &amp;nbsp;momentos similares vividos por mi en el pasado, su conversación nerviosa, insistente y con una&amp;nbsp;mezcla&amp;nbsp;de sentimientos me confirmo lo que su cara, postura corporal y ojos ya me&amp;nbsp;habían&amp;nbsp;dicho con tan solo un instante en el que nos encontramos, pues esta desdichada mujer bajaba constantemente su mirada. Una señal clara de como se sentía respecto al mundo, yo respiraba y&amp;nbsp;mantenía&amp;nbsp;mi atención puesta en todos los sucesos que a mi alrededor me&amp;nbsp;hacían&amp;nbsp;sentirme viviendo ese preciado instante, cuando la queja de una señora mayor acompañada de otras mujeres de menor edad, con respecto a su&amp;nbsp;núcleo&amp;nbsp;familiar, me llevaron a otro&amp;nbsp;mágico&amp;nbsp;instante, este era diferente,&amp;nbsp;había&amp;nbsp;reminiscencias&amp;nbsp;de cuando&amp;nbsp;ella&amp;nbsp;hacia algo por sus hijos y cómo estos ya ni se acordaban de llamarla o verla, a lo cual las otras mujeres se sumaron con sus respectivas y similares quejas, en ese momento&amp;nbsp;pensé&amp;nbsp;en ir a mojarme pero el agua empezó a caer con mas fuerza, me relaje, y por otro lado un hombre y una mujer que tomaban café, se&amp;nbsp;hacían&amp;nbsp;mimos y se reprochaban a la vez, lo cual me llamo mas la atención, cuando ya me decidía a irme a la calle, llego una pareja de mediana edad, me llamo la atención la expresión de los dos, su cara &amp;nbsp;algo gris y sus ojos muy opacos, el señor busco como sentarse y la señora se apresuró a buscar algo que comer para los dos, se trataban con cordialidad fría y&amp;nbsp;términos&amp;nbsp;rutinarios,&amp;nbsp;volví&amp;nbsp;a respirar, en ese momento ingresaron varios hombres de edades medianas riendo y&amp;nbsp;divirtiéndose&amp;nbsp; mientras esperaban el&amp;nbsp;café&amp;nbsp;para compartir su conversación era distinta, el&amp;nbsp;fútbol&amp;nbsp;de esta noche y las damas que iban a llevarse para compartir licor y algo mas si se podía&amp;nbsp;después&amp;nbsp;que terminara el fútbol, yo continuaba&amp;nbsp;deleitándome&amp;nbsp;de sentir la lluvia en el techo, las diferentes conversaciones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Cuando logre salir y camino a casa vi una señora con su perro&amp;nbsp;guareciéndose&amp;nbsp;de la lluvia bajo un techo, el animal pegado a ella y la señora acariciando el lomo de este, luego el animal lamía su mano y se pegaba mas a ella,&amp;nbsp;inevitablemente&amp;nbsp;mi traviesa mente que aún le cuesta vivir el presente minuto a minuto, recordó mis dos perros y como son de amorosos. &amp;nbsp;Ahí&amp;nbsp;me pregunte porque para los seres humanos el amor de otros es tan importante? justamente&amp;nbsp;deberíamos&amp;nbsp;amarnos tal como nos ama nuestro perro, pues nos han metido en la cabeza que debemos merecer el amor de otro, lo cual creo que esta bien, pero no nos han enseñado a amarnos a aceptarnos, a sentir que somos lo&amp;nbsp;máximo&amp;nbsp; que si compartimos la vida con otra persona no es para encontrar lo que nos falta, es para ser camino con la otra persona, nuestro perro nos ama, con ropa de marca o no, con mucho dinero en el banco o con los bolsillos&amp;nbsp;vacíos&amp;nbsp; con el cuerpo delgado y tonificado o con nuestros gorditos y arrugas, Nuestro perro no se molesta si tenemos el pelo alborotado o&amp;nbsp;recién&amp;nbsp;peinado, no le importa si tenemos un gran promedio&amp;nbsp;académico&amp;nbsp;o pasamos la escuela apenas, al perro no le importa si tienes canas en el pelo o estas calvo, el perro es tan amoroso que aunque tu no te aceptes y te&amp;nbsp;reconozcas&amp;nbsp;el cada vez que te ve te acepta y reconoce. El Perro nunca te reclama el simplemente esta ahí cuando tu lo quieres abrazar, el perro no habla pero te dice TE AMO, cada vez que te mueve la cola. &amp;nbsp;Yo quiero aprender a amarme de esa gran forma, yo quiero sentir por mi y para mi el mismo amor que me tienen esos maravillosos animales que todos los días me acompañan en casa. No necesitamos que otra persona nos diga TE AMO para sentirnos bien, eso lo tengo claro, requerimos con urgencia decirnos TE AMO con mas frecuencia, sentirlo en las entrañas y sacarlo al corazón, necesitamos estar mas cerca de nuestro PERRO, para que el nos enseñe del amor que merecemos y la aceptación que debemos darnos,&amp;nbsp;una vez&amp;nbsp; nos amemos como nos ama nuestro perro entonces podemos recibir amor a raudales de nuestros semejantes, sin dolores ni angustias, sin manipulaciones ni juegos peligrosos, yo me comprometo a amarme y aceptarme tal como lo hacen mis perros, ojala tu que lees este escrito lo hagas y&amp;nbsp;después&amp;nbsp;me cuentes los resultados. Con amor para el Universo. LNSB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I will not write that I heard, saw and understood especially in the spaces between conversations, it would be very long and pointless, but I realized that people of all ages are still standing after finding out that ideal love of them, I speak as someone 4 times with the same person, but I suspect not know his relationship to the characteristic of the conversation was a romance dying or about to do so, the expression of the face of this woman, came hard into me, I felt his anguish and pain, I recalled similar moments lived by me in the past, their conversation nervous, insistent and with mixed feelings that I confirm what your face, eyes and body posture and I was told with just a flash in the we find then this wretched woman look down constantly. A clear sign of how he felt about the world, I breathed and kept my attention on all the events around me made me feel living that precious moment when the complaint of a lady accompanied by other younger women with respect to their family, they took me to another magical moment, this was different, was reminiscent of when she did something for their children and how they do not even remembered to call or see her, to which the other women joined with their respective and similar complaints, then I thought about going to get wet but the water began to fall with more force, I relaxed, and on the other hand a man and a woman who drank coffee, pampering and became once reproached, which I drew more attention, when I decided to go to the street, came a middle-aged couple, I was struck by the expression of the two, his face gray and his eyes something very opaque, Mr look like sitting and lady hurried to get something to eat for two, were treated with warmth and cold routine terms, I breathe, then several men entered median ages laughing and having fun while waiting for the coffee to share their conversation was different, football tonight and the ladies who were to be shared liquor and something else if they could after the game was over, I was still reveling in the feel of rain on the roof, the various conversations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;When he gets out and on the way home I saw a lady with her dog sheltering from the rain under one roof, the animal attached to it and the lady stroking the back of this, then the animal licked his hand and stuck more to it, inevitably my naughty mind still has trouble living in the present moment by moment, recalled my two dogs are loving and like. Then I asked for humans because the love of others is so important? just as we should love our dog loves us, because we have it in his head that we must earn the love of another, which I think is fine, but we have not been taught to accept love, to feel that we are the most that if share life with another person is to find what we need, is to be route to the other person, our dog loves us, with designer clothes or not, a lot of money in the bank or with empty pockets with body lean and toned or our thick and wrinkles, Our dog will not mind if we just tousled hair or hair, do not care if we have a great GPA or school we just, the dog does not care if you have gray in his hair or are bald, the dog is so loving that even if your not you accept and acknowledge the every time you go you agree and acknowledge. The dog never claimed he is simply there when you want it hugging the dog does not talk but says I LOVE YOU, every time you move the tail. I want to learn to love in such great shape, I want to feel for me and for me the same love that I have these wonderful animals every day at home with me. We do not need someone else to tell us I LOVE YOU feel good, so I have it clear, we require urgently say I LOVE YOU more often, feel it in the gut and heart out, we need to be closer to our dog, to teach us that the we deserve love and acceptance that we must give us, once we love as we love our dog so we can receive love in abundance of our fellows, without pain or distress, without manipulation or dangerous games, I promise to love and accept as my dogs do, I hope you read this letter you do and then tell me the results. With love to the universe. LNSB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Esto me lo envió una Amiga desde Argentina, me&amp;nbsp;pareció&amp;nbsp;tan real que&amp;nbsp;decidí&amp;nbsp;compartirlo con ustedes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;La mente no sabe vivir en tiempo presente, porque está demasiado ocupada para percibirlo. O busca en los archivos del dolor, o estará planeando el futuro dentro de los parámetros de lo que ya se vivió…Los pensamientos proyectados al futuro nos paralizaran de miedo, porque se enfrentan con la incertidumbre. Y el miedo es un mal consejero. Si lo aceptamos como huésped atraerá precisamente aquello que más tememos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Permitir que el pasado se disipe con el convencimiento de que siempre hicimos lo mejor que pudimos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;El futuro dejara de amenazarnos si sentimos que siempre estamos bajo el cuidado de la provisión divina, que es perfecta. Pertenecemos a lo que nos mantiene vivos, plenos, conscientes y felices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Experimentar conscientemente cada sensación de nuestro cuerpo, de nuestros sentidos, interrumpe aunque sea por momentos ese diálogo interno que nos desgasta y nos separa de nuestra esencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Hay un pasaje de un libro de Anthony de Mello que a través de esta historia nos recrea perfectamente lo que significa vivir el AHORA…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;“Me han dicho que tú eres sabio… Por favor, dime qué cosas puede hacer un sabio que no están al alcance de las demás personas.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;The mind can not live in the present, because he is too busy to notice it. Or search the files of pain, or be planning the future within the parameters of what has already lived ... The thoughts projected into the future paralyze us with fear, because they face uncertainty. And fear is a bad counselor. If we accept it as a guest attract the very thing we fear most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Let the past be dissipated with the conviction that always did the best we could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;The future will threaten us if we feel that we are always under the care of God&#39;s provision, that is perfect. We belong to what keeps us alive, full, conscious and happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;Consciously experience every sensation of our bodies, our senses, albeit interrupted by moments that internal dialogue that wears us and separates us from our essence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;A man approached an old man and said this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;They tell me you are wise ... Please tell me what things can make a wise are not available to others.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;The old man replied, &quot;When I eat, just as, I sleep when I&#39;m sleeping, and when I talk to you, just talk to you.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;I do not think so,&quot; replied the old man. &quot;Well, when you sleep, remember the problems you had during the day or you can imagine having to get up. When you eat, you&#39;re planning what you will do later. And while you think you&#39;re talking to me or ask me how you answer, before I finish talking. &quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;&quot;&gt;The secret is to be aware of what we do in the present moment and enjoy every moment of the miracle of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.199999809265137px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;He aprendido:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.199999809265137px; line-height: 20px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.199999809265137px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;Que la vida se vive aquí y ahora,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.199999809265137px; line-height: 20px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.199999809265137px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;Que los mas sabios son los niños y generalmente no les damos importancia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.199999809265137px; line-height: 20px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.199999809265137px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;Que si alguien se va de tu vida, es porque ya cumplió su misión en ella,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.199999809265137px; line-height: 20px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.199999809265137px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;Que si hago caso de todo lo que la gente opina, no hago nada bueno por mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.199999809265137px; line-height: 20px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.199999809265137px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;Que los amigos sinceros me caben en la mano,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.199999809265137px; line-height: 20px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.199999809265137px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;que el amor no se compra o se mendiga, solo nace en el corazón y cuando es verdadero llega al alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.199999809265137px; line-height: 20px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.199999809265137px; line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;Que mis lagrimas de dolor eran la marca para ser mejor persona,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Que Dios existe y soy parte de él aunque dude, siempre me acompaña,&lt;br /&gt;Que si amas a una persona esta debe tener la libertad de irse cuando así lo decida,&lt;br /&gt;Que mi mayor pertenencia es mi amor propio.&lt;br /&gt;Que la mujer en el espejo me anima a vivir aunque yo me niegue,&lt;/div&gt;
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Que quien muy pronto dice Te Amo, muy pronto se va de la vida,&lt;br /&gt;Que las mejores cosas de la vida se disfrutan sin dinero en los bolsillos,&lt;br /&gt;Que la gente falsa y mentirosa siempre estará por ahí, pero de mi depende que no me afecte,&lt;br /&gt;Que nadie puede hacerme sentir mal sin mi permiso,&lt;br /&gt;Que como actúen los demás es su problema, el mio es actuar de acuerdo a mi esencia,&lt;br /&gt;Que si me siento valiosa no es por lo que digan otros o por el dinero en el banco soy valiosa porque yo me amo.&lt;/div&gt;
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Que el amor no se mide con ningún sistema de medida, si con detalles, compasión y libertad,&lt;br /&gt;Que los demás vienen y van, pero yo estaré conmigo siempre.&lt;br /&gt;Que si a otro no le gusta lo que tengo que decir yo igual diré lo que siento,&lt;br /&gt;Que mi único compromiso conmigo misma es ser feliz,&lt;/div&gt;
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That life is lived here and now,&lt;br /&gt;
That children are wiser and generally do not give importance,&lt;br /&gt;
What if someone leaves your life, because it fulfilled its mission,&lt;br /&gt;
That if I ignore everything people say, do not do anything good for me.&lt;br /&gt;
That sincere friends I fit in the hand,&lt;br /&gt;
that love can not be bought or beggar, just born in the heart and when true comes to the soul,&lt;br /&gt;
My tears of pain were the brand to become a better person,&lt;br /&gt;
That God exists and I am part of it though dude, always with me,&lt;br /&gt;
If you love someone it should be free to leave if it so decides,&lt;br /&gt;
That is my biggest membership my self.&lt;br /&gt;
That the woman in the mirror encourages me to live but I refuse,&lt;br /&gt;
That age is a number, so do not mind,&lt;br /&gt;
That my children are a part of my life, but their lives are not mine,&lt;br /&gt;
Whoever that says I Love You soon, very soon going in life,&lt;br /&gt;
That the best things in life are enjoyed without money in their pockets,&lt;br /&gt;
People will always be false and lying around, but that depends on me does not affect me,&lt;br /&gt;
Nobody can make me feel bad without my permission,&lt;br /&gt;
They act like the other is your problem, mine is to act according to my essence,&lt;br /&gt;
I feel that if it is valuable for what others say or the money in the bank because I am worthy master.&lt;br /&gt;
That love is not measured by any measuring system, whether in detail, compassion and freedom,&lt;br /&gt;
Let the others come and go, but I&#39;ll be with me always.&lt;br /&gt;
That if another does not like what I have to say I just say what I feel,&lt;br /&gt;
My only commitment is to be happy with myself,&lt;br /&gt;
They even indulge the whims of the dumbest people ever be satisfied, the important thing is to please myself,&lt;br /&gt;
The pain of my peers I care but I can not intervene in change because they have their own learning, I can accompany and be compassionate nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;
That esmeras who else to help you, but will endeavor possibly collapsing, but that is their choice,&lt;br /&gt;
That every human being is responsible for his own life, but I am responsible for being supportive,&lt;br /&gt;
That my dreams are achievable if the road is steep stone,&lt;br /&gt;
That true friends can be miles away and touch your heart one phrase,&lt;br /&gt;
I can not deny my past, but neither bring loaded on my back, it&#39;s just a sign that I have lived and I was wrong, but I lived,&lt;br /&gt;
The sincerity of a kiss can not explain in words,&lt;br /&gt;
Promises that only make sense when they are,&lt;br /&gt;
That not everyone who hurts you or hates you everyone who says love is sincere,&lt;br /&gt;
That is important to life, but also learn to receive,&lt;br /&gt;
That being humblest has much to teach, so one should not underestimate anyone.&lt;br /&gt;
That should always be with an open heart to receive new emotions.&lt;br /&gt;
That is the time to love life,&lt;br /&gt;
That at the end of my life, my account should be favorable in love and joy to transcend to another plane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;EL AMOR RESTAURADOR DE DIOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Salimos de paseo un fin de semana y caminabamos entre flores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;hermosas, plantas de intenso verdor, lagunas con peces y patos y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;fauna nativa de los bosques; detrás de mi y de mi esposo venían&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;nuestros dos hijos de 8 y 4 años, sonreían y miraban asombrados la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;belleza del lugar; por un momento pensé &quot;Dios... esto es ser feliz&quot;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;había luchado tanto contra la adversidad que mis ojos se llenaron de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;lágrimas de alegría y solo pude agradecer a Dios en mi corazón por&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;el maravilloso regalo de la vida con Él, quien había restaurado mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;hogar completamente deshecho, me había devuelto la salud, y contra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;todo vaticinio médico me había enviado dos hijos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Tres años antes eramos un hogar destruido, mi esposo me dijo que ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;no me amaba y me partió el corazón en dos; mi hijo mayor fue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;diagnosticado con sospecha de un soplo al corazón y un tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;después yo tenía principio de cancér... mi vida totalmente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;destrozada, ¡y yo busque a Dios! quien respondió y me sano el alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;transformó a mi esposo en otro hombre, le permitió nacer de nuevo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;él realmente es otro y mis hijos y yo descubrimos lo que era ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;¡Descubrí que Dios es real y es un Padre amoroso, deseoso de darnos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;todas las bendiciones que seamos capaces de recibir; pero está en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;nosotros el querer desprendernos de nuestro orgullo, debilidades y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;falta de pérdon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Dios existe y es maravilloso, de lo contrario... ¿cómo habría podido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;realizar el trayecto de mi vida en medio de tanto dolor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Clamé a Él y me respondió, y me devolvió todo aquello que me fue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;arrebatado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Todos podemos encontrar nuestro propio paraiso... de la mano de Dios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Leaving a weekend ride and walk among flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;beautiful, lush green plants, ponds with ducks and fish and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;forest fauna; behind me and my husband came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;our two children aged 8 and 4 years old, smiled and looked astonished the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;beauty of the place, for a moment I thought &quot;God ... this is to be happy&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;had fought against adversity both my eyes were filled with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;tears of joy and I could only thank God in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;the wonderful gift of life with Him who had restored my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;completely undone home, I had restored health, and against&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;all prediction doctor had sent me two sons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Three years ago we were a broken home, my husband told me he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;did not love me and broke my heart in two, my oldest son was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;diagnosed with a suspected heart murmur and a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I was beginning after cancer ... my life totally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;shattered, and I seek God! who responded and I heal the soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;my husband turned into another man, let him be born again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;he really is different and my children and I discovered what it was to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I discovered that God is real and is a loving Father, willing to give us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;all the blessings that we are able to receive, but is in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;us to want to let go of our pride, weaknesses and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;unforgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;God exists and is wonderful, otherwise ... How could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;make the journey of my life in the midst of so much pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I cried out to him and he replied, and he gave me all that I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;snatched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;We can all find our own paradise ... the hand of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Hace unos veinte años viviendo en Seattle, pasaba por tiempos difíciles. No había podido encontrar un trabajo satisfactorio, aún con mucha experiencia y una maestría. Para mi vergüenza conducía el autobús de una escuela tratando de llegar a fin de mes mientras vivía con unos amigos. Yo había perdido mi apartamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Había tenido ya cinco entrevistas con una empresa y un día dentro del autobús y la parada recibí una llamada para decirme que no había obtenido el empleo. Fui al garaje de autobuses como un zombi de decepción.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Más adelante esa tarde, mientras estaba haciendo mis rondas a través de un tranquilo barrio suburbano tuve una onda interna - como un grito primitivo - surgió de lo más profundo de mí y pensé &quot;¿Por qué mi vida ha llegado a ser tan dura?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&quot;Dame una señal&quot;, le pedí a Dios... un señal física - no una voz interior o ese tipo de cosas.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Inmediatamente después de este grito interior detuve el autobús para dejar a una niña en su casa, cuando ella pasó frente a mí, me entregó un arete diciendo que lo había encontrado en el piso del bus y que me lo entrega en caso de alguien lo viniera buscando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;El Arete tenía un estampado de metal, pintado de negro, y decía &quot;SÉ FELIZ&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Al principio me enfadó - sí, sí, pensé. Entonces comprendí. Había estado poniendo todas mis energías en lo que es malo en mi vida y no en lo que estaba bien!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Esa noche recibí una llamada telefónica en la casa de mi amigo, era una directora de un gran hospital&#39;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cerca de un año antes yo había presentado un plan de estudios a un colegio comunitario para enseñar un curso sobre gestión del estrés. (Sí, usted me oyó. Ella me preguntó si me gustaría hacer un seminario de un día para 200 trabajadores del hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Hasta el día de hoy SÉ que fue debido a que cambió mi actitud hacia AGRADECIMIENTO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&quot;Give me a sign,&quot; I asked God ... one physical signal - not an inner voice or that sort of thing. &quot;Immediately after this cry inside the bus stopped to let a girl at home, when she walked past me, gave me an earring saying that he had found the floor of the bus and hands it to me if someone would come looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;To this day I know it was because it changed my attitude toward gratitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #073763; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&quot;The only attitude is gratitude&quot; has been my motto for years and yes, that completely changed my life. Davy Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;yui_3_2_0_1_1348768109302285&quot; style=&quot;color: #454545; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;yui_3_2_0_1_1348768109302284&quot;&gt;No dejes que termine el día sin haber crecido un poco, sin haber sido&amp;nbsp;feliz, sin haber aumentado tus sueños.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #454545; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;No permitas que nadie te quite el derecho a expresarte, que&amp;nbsp;es casi un deber.&lt;br /&gt;No abandones las ansias de hacer de tu vida algo extraordinario.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #454545; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;No&amp;nbsp;dejes de creer que las palabras y las poesías sí pueden cambiar el&amp;nbsp;mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Pase lo que pase nuestra esencia está intacta. Somos seres llenos de&amp;nbsp;pasión.&lt;br /&gt;La vida es desierto y oasis.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #454545; font-family: Georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nos derriba, nos lastima, nos enseña,&amp;nbsp;nos convierte en protagonistas de nuestra propia historia.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque el viento sople en contra, la poderosa obra continúa: Tú&amp;nbsp;puedes aportar una estrofa.&lt;br /&gt;No dejes nunca de soñar, porque en sueños es libre el hombre.&lt;br /&gt;No caigas en el peor de los errores: el silencio.&lt;br /&gt;La mayoría vive en un silencio espantoso. No te resignes. Huye.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Emito mis alaridos por los techos de este mundo&quot;, dice el poeta.&lt;br /&gt;Valora la belleza de las cosas simples.&lt;br /&gt;Se puede hacer bella poesía sobre pequeñas cosas, pero no podemos&amp;nbsp;remar en contra de nosotros mismos.&amp;nbsp;Eso transforma la vida en un infierno. Disfruta del pánico que te&amp;nbsp;provoca tener la vida por delante.&amp;nbsp;Vívela intensamente, sin mediocridad.&lt;br /&gt;Piensa que en ti está el futuro y encara la tarea con orgullo y sin&amp;nbsp;miedo.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende de quienes puedan enseñarte. Las experiencias de quienes nos&amp;nbsp;precedieron de nuestros &quot;poetas muertos&quot;, te ayudan a caminar por la&amp;nbsp;vida.&lt;br /&gt;La sociedad de hoy somos nosotros. Los &quot;poetas vivos&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;No permitas que la vida te pase a ti sin que la vivas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walt Whitman&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Do not give up the desire to make your life extraordinary. Do not stop believing that words and poetry itself can change the world.&lt;/div&gt;
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Whatever happens our essence is intact. We are beings full of passion.&lt;/div&gt;
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Life is desert and oasis. Us down, hurt us, teaches us, makes us protagonists of our own history.&lt;/div&gt;
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Although the wind blows against the powerful work continues: You can contribute a verse.&lt;/div&gt;
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Do not fall into the worst mistakes: the silence.&lt;/div&gt;
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You can make beautiful poetry about little things, but we can not row against ourselves. It turns life into a hell. Enjoy the panic that causes you to have life ahead. Live it intensely, not mediocrity.&lt;/div&gt;
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Learn from those who can teach. The experiences of those who preceded us in our &quot;Dead Poets Society&quot;, help you walk through life.&lt;/div&gt;
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Today&#39;s society is us. The &quot;living poets.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;En los&amp;nbsp;últimos&amp;nbsp;días he estado aprendiendo y leyendo sobre un tema que motiva hoy mi escrito, algunos piensan y afirman que es un mito otros simplemente no opinan y los mas suertudos sostienen que ya la&amp;nbsp;encontraron. &amp;nbsp; Yo solo puedo hablar de mi propia y verdadera experiencia, &amp;nbsp;desde muy pequeña he&amp;nbsp;creído&amp;nbsp;en el amor, comprensible me educaron con Cenicienta, la bella Durmiente, etc. &amp;nbsp;Bueno no significa que sean malos cuentos de hadas, de hecho son dulces y tiernos, pero dejaron en la mente de una niña la impresión del amor&amp;nbsp;fantástico&amp;nbsp;y del&amp;nbsp;príncipe&amp;nbsp;azul perfecto. &amp;nbsp;Ahora el resultado, es que tras una vida de sin números dolores de corazón por malos resultados afectivos, me aterrizó cruelmente en la vida real, pero &amp;nbsp;bueno eso pasa cuando se vive aferrado en el mundo de la fantasía, sin embargo aunque en todas mis relaciones al inicio hubo gran emotividad,&amp;nbsp;química, pasión y comprensión, aun en esos maravillosos momentos yo&amp;nbsp;sentía&amp;nbsp;que algo me faltaba, era una convicción profunda que el amor entre dos personas debería ser algo mas, y claro en la siguiente pensaba que tal vez sería y no, y así&amp;nbsp;sucesivamente. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;He pasado por todo tipo de terapias, medicinas,&amp;nbsp;esencias&amp;nbsp;florales y demás, pero ha sido todo un mismo resultado es decir me han tranquilizado pero seguía con el sentimiento de que algo falta en mi vida, &amp;nbsp;claro &amp;nbsp;en ese momento vivía pegada de mi EGO y en un mundo inventado desapegado de mi guía interior, y así la vida se torna conflictiva y muy complicada. Por fortuna hace algún tiempo a raíz de perder todo lo que le daba sentido a mi antigua vida, &amp;nbsp;en esos instantes de angustia y mucha tristeza, &amp;nbsp;entendí que si mi vida&amp;nbsp;había&amp;nbsp;cambiado era porque necesitaba cambiar, inicialmente le eche la culpa a mucha gente, pero entendí&amp;nbsp;también&amp;nbsp;que &amp;nbsp;eso que viví era una vida falsa y sin sentido. con&amp;nbsp;éxito&amp;nbsp;y mucho dinero el cual también se fue. &amp;nbsp;Así&amp;nbsp;que de nuevo sola en el camino y tal como vine a este mundo empece a leer mucho, aprender mas, a meditar y en todo ese terreno un&amp;nbsp;ángel&amp;nbsp;me llevo a un lugar donde con algo de terapia de choque, mis falsas creencias y resistencias se resquebrajaron, quisiera decir que ya&amp;nbsp;desaparecieron&amp;nbsp;pero no es así tengo claro que debo trabajar en ellas por mucho tiempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;En todo este trance, el amor salio a flote, y mi mayor sueño de una pareja para seguir mi camino y llevar a termino mi misión en este mundo&amp;nbsp;seguía&amp;nbsp;siendo mi gran inquietud, y claro he conocido muchas nuevas personas hombres&amp;nbsp;interesantes, pero algo adicional pasó en todo el&amp;nbsp;trance&amp;nbsp;y la terapia, unos ojos me vieron como nunca antes&amp;nbsp;había&amp;nbsp;sido vista por un hombre, el es encantador, alegre, fuerte, sincero,&amp;nbsp;dinámico, emprendedor, amoroso, comprometido, libre, poderoso, tiene la mas bella sonrisa que haya visto antes en mi vida y con su mirada penetro mi corazón de una manera diferente, &amp;nbsp;en el tiempo que estuve cerca pude&amp;nbsp;percibir&amp;nbsp;también su soledad y algo de inquietud en su alma, he de confesar que&amp;nbsp;compartí&amp;nbsp;solo 4 días con el , pero distante, no hablamos casi nada, con palabras, pero puedo jurar que hablamos desde el corazón. Seguro le ha de parecer loco a quien lea mi escrito, pero es verdad el primer día era ya de noche y el salio &amp;nbsp;caminando en dirección opuesto a donde yo estaba &amp;nbsp;con su particular estilo y algo de prisa, de repente de mi interior salio una voz que le dijo &quot;no me importa aun con tus defectos yo te acepto&quot;, &amp;nbsp;aún no entiendo porque salio eso dentro de mi, pero&amp;nbsp;así&amp;nbsp;fue, y cuando lo recuerdo aun&amp;nbsp;después&amp;nbsp;de un tiempo me sigo preguntando que fue eso ?. &amp;nbsp;En los días siguientes puedo asegurar que&amp;nbsp;recibí&amp;nbsp;de el un trato tan especial y diferente del que recibieron los otros participantes del evento, y&amp;nbsp;también&amp;nbsp;que con su mirada y su sonrisa hablaba a &amp;nbsp;mi corazón. &amp;nbsp;Pero termino el evento y a la fecha no volví a verle o saber de el se que es un viajero del mundo, pero también siento en mi corazón que nos volveremos a ver.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Pero fue ese sentimiento diferente, poderoso y tranquilo que me llevo a investigar el tema de las almas gemelas, y&amp;nbsp;encontré&amp;nbsp;que si existen que es otra parte de tu alma que se dividió antes de venir a esta encarnación, &amp;nbsp;muchas no han encarnado al tiempo se queda una de ellas en otro plano para ayudarte a cumplir tu misión en esta tierra, pero muchas vienen a cumplir la misión juntas, &amp;nbsp;yo siento que es mi caso, yo se que mi alma gemela esta en este mundo, de ahí el&amp;nbsp;vació&amp;nbsp;en mis relaciones porque aunque fueron muy buenos chicos todos. &amp;nbsp;no eran mas que almas afines, y que uno trae esa información en su interior, por eso es necesario&amp;nbsp;re conectarse&amp;nbsp;con el interior del ser &amp;nbsp;ese que es sabio y que tiene la información que pierdes cuando vienes a la tierra, por que de eso se trata que cumplas tu trabajo con los dones o talentos que te dan en este cuerpo y forma, entorno que elijes nacer. &amp;nbsp;Yo no se si aquel hombre es mi alma gemela, pero se que la&amp;nbsp;mía&amp;nbsp;me ha de ver a los ojos de la misma manera ya no acepto menos. Aunque confieso que tengo un presentimiento poderoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Entonces a esa alma gemela que anda por ahí, y &amp;nbsp;seguramente siente igual que yo en este momento, y como estoy segura que así es, le digo desde mi corazón con toda el amor de mi ser, que&amp;nbsp;aquí&amp;nbsp;estoy limpiando mi vida, eliminando cualquier resistencia que pueda impedir que nos encontremos, alistando mi vida y aprendiendo para seguir juntos el camino, que se que no es&amp;nbsp;fácil&amp;nbsp;nuestra misión pero que juntos &amp;nbsp;uno al lado del otro todo es posible, &amp;nbsp;que ya la&amp;nbsp;búsqueda&amp;nbsp;no es &amp;nbsp;frenética, simplemente juntos &amp;nbsp;abriendo nuestro corazón encontraremos la ruta para unir nuestras vidas, amada alma gemela, me alegra que existas y tengo la certeza que pronto estaremos juntos y se claramente que desde ese momento seremos por el resto de esta vida uno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve been through all kinds of therapies, medicines, flower essences and stuff, but it has been a result that is reassured but still I have the feeling that something is missing in my life, of course at that time lived and stuck my EGO invented in a world detached from my inner guidance, and so life becomes very complicated and conflicting. Fortunately for some time as a result of losing everything that gave meaning to my old life, in those moments of anguish and sadness, I realized that if my life had changed was because I needed to change, first you blame a lot of people, but also understand that I experienced was a false and meaningless life. with success and money which also left. So again alone on the road and as I came into this world I began to read widely, learn more, to meditate and around this area an angel took me to a place with some shock therapy, my false beliefs and resistances cracked, I say that already disappeared but I have not so clear that I work on them for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Throughout this trance, love came afloat, and my biggest dream of a couple to go my way and lead to complete my mission in this world was still my big concern, and of course many new people I have met interesting men, but some additional passed around the trance and therapy, I saw eyes as never before been seen by a man, he is charming, cheerful, strong, sincere, dynamic, enterprising, loving, committed, open, powerful, has the cutest smile I&#39;ve seen before in my life and with his eyes penetrated my heart in a different way, in the time I was close I could feel her loneliness and also some trepidation in his soul, I must confess that I shared with only 4 days, but distant, do not talk about anything with words, but I can swear that we speak from the heart. Sure it must seem crazy to anyone reading my writing, but it&#39;s true the first day was night and went walking in the opposite direction to where I was with his particular style and something of a hurry, suddenly came a voice inside me he said &quot;I do not care even with your flaws I accept&quot;, not yet understand why it went inside me, but it was, and when I remember even after a while I keep wondering what was that?. In the following days I can assure that the treatment I received from so special and different from the other participants who received the event, and also with his eyes and his smile spoke to my heart. But the event ended and the date I did not see or know about it is that is a world traveler, but I also feel in my heart that we will see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;But that feeling was different, powerful and quiet that led me to investigate the subject of soul mates, and found that if there is another part of your soul that was split before coming into this incarnation, many have not incarnated the time is one of them on another plane to help you fulfill your mission on this earth, but many come together to accomplish the mission, I feel it is my case, I know my soulmate is in this world, hence the void in my relationships because although they were all very good kids. were but kindred souls, and that you bring that information inside, so you have to re connect with the inner self that he is wise and has the information you lose when you come to land, because that is is to fulfill your work with the gifts or talents you get in this shape and form, birth environment that you choose. I do not know if this man is my soul mate, but mine is that I have eyes to see the same way and do not accept less. Although I confess that I have a feeling powerful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Then that soul mate who&#39;s out there, and certainly feels like me right now, and as I&#39;m sure it is, I say from my heart with all the love of me, here I am cleaning out my life, eliminating any that would prevent resistance we are, getting ready for my life and learning go together the way that it is not easy but our mission together a side by side everything is possible, and the frantic search is not simply opening together our hearts will find the path to unite our lives, beloved soul mate, I&#39;m glad that you exist and I have the certainty that we will soon be together and clearly that from now on will be for the rest of this life one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Now after writing this for those who can be helpful, go to my meditation for sleep and rest. I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;En mis muchas horas de investigación espiritual y&amp;nbsp;métodos&amp;nbsp;de acercamiento a Dios, me&amp;nbsp;encontré&amp;nbsp;información sin buscar pero que atrajo mi atención, de hecho me tiene fascinada, &amp;nbsp;y es el tema del TANTRA, practica&amp;nbsp;mística&amp;nbsp;de India, donde la sexualidad es sagrada, la cual&amp;nbsp;obviamente&amp;nbsp;ha sido condenada, perseguida y prohibida por mas de un culto religioso,&amp;nbsp;incluidos&amp;nbsp;algunos de INDIA, igual no es el tema que mas me apasiona de la información que he obtenido, Hoy hace parte del Shivaismo, y creo que&amp;nbsp;así&amp;nbsp;se logró librar de mas condenas. tantra significa :&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 24px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Tan (Oti) que significa “expansión” y Tra&amp;nbsp;(Yoti) que significa “liberación”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Lo que he podido investigar dado que no se encuentra mucha&amp;nbsp;información&amp;nbsp;escrita pero hay algunos maestros que conocen y te enseñan el tema sin&amp;nbsp;ningún&amp;nbsp;inconveniente el cual ahora se ha combinado con YOGA, pues parte del conocimiento del cuerpo y su adecuado funcionamiento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Tratare de escribir en mis palabras lo que he podido aprender y que me atrapó en su&amp;nbsp;mágica&amp;nbsp;red, es como el sexo deja de ser un simple acto mundano y se trata como un ritual sagrado no solo para la procreación, se trata como una forma de&amp;nbsp;energía&amp;nbsp;divina que te permite llegar a Dios en una pura y maravillosa expresión, ya que como he podido aprender &amp;nbsp;si se realiza bajo el ritual adecuado la&amp;nbsp;energía&amp;nbsp;que se puede conseguir como ser humano es magnificada hacia el infinito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Tantra te permite ver al otro ser en su divinidad absoluta, te permite explorar con una serie de abrazos y caricias devotas a tu compañero &amp;nbsp;como una divinidad, y todo el explorarse mutuamente, manejo de respiración, mimos y demás terminan en una unión perfecta, la Kundalini se magnifica en los dos cuerpos llegando a lograrse contacto a&amp;nbsp;través&amp;nbsp;de la&amp;nbsp;glándula&amp;nbsp;pineal con el ser supremo que habita en cada cuerpo. esto convierte la sexualidad en una forma de ritual sagrado que hace que los seres se compenetren con respeto sagrado y con&amp;nbsp;energía&amp;nbsp;de puro&amp;nbsp;misticismo&amp;nbsp;hasta la divinidad de la cual hacemos parte todos los seres humanos, &amp;nbsp;es tan grande la&amp;nbsp;energía&amp;nbsp;que se llega a obtener que &amp;nbsp;muchos llamados magos en la&amp;nbsp;antigüedad&amp;nbsp;la utilizaban para tener mas poder para sus practicas. &amp;nbsp;Lo que me ha enseñado mi maestra hasta ahora es que es muy probable que aún algunas personas que tienen información al respecto sigan utilizando. &amp;nbsp;Yo la verdad &amp;nbsp;espero aprender mas y claro tener la posibilidad de hacer la practica a&amp;nbsp;conciencia, cuando este mas informada y segura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Se que muchos se pueden escandalizar por esto pero cuando te adentras en algo tan bonito e&amp;nbsp;interesante&amp;nbsp;lo primero que quitas de tu mente son los prejuicios, ya que&amp;nbsp;detrás&amp;nbsp;de la piel,&amp;nbsp;músculos&amp;nbsp;y huesos de cada ser humano&amp;nbsp;esta&amp;nbsp;el fondo la luz, la parte de la fuente de la cual venimos y si te juntas con otro ser en la misma vibración perfecta de un acto sagrado &amp;nbsp;no hay lugar a prejuicios ni&amp;nbsp;banalidades&amp;nbsp;solo a la mas digna magnificación del sexo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Estamos en una etapa de descubrir y despertar de conciencia todas la herramientas que nos permitan llegar a nuestro ser de Amor y luz infinito son validas y poderosas. apenas estoy en mis primeros pasos de aprendizaje pero seguiré profundizando y espero un día enseñar de la mejor manera este hermoso estilo de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;In my many hours of spiritual inquiry and methods of approach to God, I found information without seeking but that caught my attention, in fact fascinates me and is the subject of Tantra, mystical practices of India, where sexuality is sacred, which obviously has been convicted, prosecuted and banned for more than a religious cult, including some of INDIA, just not the issue that most excites me the information I have obtained, is part of Shaivism today, and I think that fight was achieved of more sentences. Tantra means: Tan (Oti) meaning &quot;expansion&quot; and Tra (Yoti) which means &quot;liberation.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;What I have been able to investigate as much information is not written but there are some teachers who know and teach you the subject without any problem which has now been combined with Yoga, as part of body awareness and proper function.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ll try to write in my words what I could learn and that got me on your magic network, as sex is no longer a simple mundane act and treated as a sacred ritual, not only for procreation, is treated as a form of divine energy that allows you to reach God in a pure and wonderful expression, because as I have learned if done under proper ritual power can be achieved as a human being is magnified to infinity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Tantra allows you to see the other being in his absolute divinity, you can explore a series of hugs and caresses your fellow devotees as a divinity, and all mutually explored, breath management, mimes and other end in a perfect union, the Kundalini is magnified in the two bodies coming to contact achieved through the pineal gland with the supreme being that inhabits each body. This makes sexuality in a sacred ritual that makes compenetren beings with sacred respect and pure energy of mysticism to the divinity of which we are part of all human beings, the energy is so great that you get to get that many so-called wise men in ancient times used to have more power to their practices. What my teacher taught me so far is that it is likely that even some people who have information about continued use. I really hope to learn more and of course have the possibility to practice conscientiously, when more informed and safer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;It may shock many for this but when you go into something as beautiful and interesting the first thing you take away from your mind is prejudice, and that behind the skin, muscles and bones of every human being is the background light, part of the source from which we come and if you get together with another in the same vibration of a sacred act perfect no room for prejudice or banality only the most worthy magnification of sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;We are in a stage of discovery and awakening of consciousness all the tools that allow us to reach our being of infinite love and light are valid and powerful. I&#39;m just learning my first steps but continue to deepen and hope one day the best way to teach this beautiful lifestyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4c1130; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Hoy he tenido un día dedicado a leer y reflexionar, ambas cosas me llenan el alma y me permiten explorar mi interioridad, hoy en una conversación responsable con mi interior y con el ser supremo, intentaba entender porque el amor de pareja para mi ha sido una de mis mayores dificultades a lo largo de esta vida,&amp;nbsp;recordé&amp;nbsp;instantes de mi niñez y de mi&amp;nbsp;adolescencia, recuerdo que en colegio pensaron que era extraña porque no me interesaba mucho por los chicos cuando tenia escasos 16 años y todas mis compañeras o la gran&amp;nbsp;mayoría&amp;nbsp;de ellas se&amp;nbsp;enviaron&amp;nbsp;y empezaron muchas conflictos con sus padres por la misma razón, en mi caso&amp;nbsp;había&amp;nbsp;mucho de miedo por la rigidez de mi madre, pero mas que eso &amp;nbsp;no&amp;nbsp;existía&amp;nbsp;en el lugar nadie que me llamara lo suficiente la atención, algún día por fin para quitarme la&amp;nbsp;psicóloga&amp;nbsp;del colegio de su perspicaz observación de encima,&amp;nbsp;accedí&amp;nbsp;a cualquier muchacho que fuera mi novio, claro como era de esperarse el romance no duro mas de dos meses, me aburrió, ademas porque hubo problemas con mi madre y un grave mal entendido que a mis 16 puso mi &amp;nbsp;dignidad en entredicho en aquella época eso aún era muy importante, claro yo creo que hoy debería serlo igual, sin embargo fue una forma poco inteligente de demostrar que si me gustaban los hombres y me siguen gustando hoy a pesar de que mis romances no hayan sido lo que uno podría llamar un&amp;nbsp;éxito, pero siempre en mi interior he sabido que en cualquier momento va ha llegar mi alma gemela de la cual solo se que no es del mismo país donde yo&amp;nbsp;nací&amp;nbsp;y vivo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;En mi largo&amp;nbsp;día&amp;nbsp;de enriquecedora reflexión, pude verme en casi todas las relaciones afectivas que he tenido en mi vida.. la verdad creí que eran menos.. pero bueno realmente dejaron un gran aprendizaje a la fecha, ahora que llevo un buen tiempo sin pareja he podido aprender mucho. &amp;nbsp;Porque se necesito que me doliera mucho para aprender, es natural, &amp;nbsp;pude darme cuenta de mis continuos y permanentes errores cometidos que me llevaron a un gran dolor en el corazón, &amp;nbsp;el mayor de todos fue el apegarme demasiado de personas en circunstancias que sabía no&amp;nbsp;conducían&amp;nbsp;a nada. &amp;nbsp;Grave error, el apego hizo que yo cometiera muchos errores que lo&amp;nbsp;único&amp;nbsp;que provocaron fue que el hombre de turno se cansará de mi constante&amp;nbsp;asedio&amp;nbsp;y descontrol. &amp;nbsp;Y como consecuencia de esto huyera lo mas que pudiera de mi lado. &amp;nbsp;El apego desencadeno celos, una de las peores emociones que pueda tener una persona en su interior, porque los celos te vuelven inseguro y ademas te hacen imaginar cosas que a lo mejor no han pasado pero por ley de atracción las termine atrayendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Después&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;tuve un matrimonio de casi 18 años y claro&amp;nbsp;ahí&amp;nbsp;cometí&amp;nbsp;el terrible error de sentirme muy confiada y demasiado segura del amor de mi pareja y&amp;nbsp;prácticamente&amp;nbsp;le descuide, &amp;nbsp;me fui alejando por mi orgullo y por no entender sus enojos o desplantes que yo interprete como desamor, &amp;nbsp;y se convirtió en una&amp;nbsp;costumbre&amp;nbsp;que lleno de sinsabores y desamor la convivencia, &amp;nbsp;por gracia de Dios alguien&amp;nbsp;que&amp;nbsp;le supo dar a mi pareja todo lo que yo olvide darle y que hoy es su esposa y espero de corazón sean mu felices, bueno nos divorciamos ahora ellos son esposos, claro hubo dolor y angustia&amp;nbsp;después&amp;nbsp;de eso pero ahora entiendo que simplemente era parte de mi evolución en la vida y entiendo que fue lo mejor que pudo pasar, para los dos. No &amp;nbsp;voy a cargar mas con ese resentimiento porque hubo muchos instantes que pedí al cielo me liberará de esa relación y cuando me hizo el&amp;nbsp;milagro&amp;nbsp;no lo entendí ahora pienso que esta persona fue mi&amp;nbsp;ángel&amp;nbsp;salvador, yo no era feliz y el tampoco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Al separarme&amp;nbsp;después&amp;nbsp;de tantos años de relación quede como&amp;nbsp;descompensada&amp;nbsp;y muy alocada y aunque no he tenido muchas relaciones importantes&amp;nbsp;seguí&amp;nbsp;dando tumbos y cayendo en mis viejos hábitos, de&amp;nbsp;forzar&amp;nbsp;situaciones para llamar la atención de un hombre o provocar encuentros para seducirles, &amp;nbsp;claro se dieron los resultados&amp;nbsp;esperados&amp;nbsp;en ese momento, pero no paso de ser una locura&amp;nbsp;momentánea&amp;nbsp;que lo único que aporto a mi vida fue mas dolor y baja autoestima, &amp;nbsp;porque poner trampas y hacer caer en una atracción premeditada a un ser humano? por sexo o por&amp;nbsp;compañía&amp;nbsp;? &amp;nbsp;las peores razones en mi&amp;nbsp;opinión. &amp;nbsp;supongo que en mi continua&amp;nbsp;búsqueda&amp;nbsp;del amor debía vivir esas experiencias para entender que era el camino equivocado. &amp;nbsp;Y claro al ir por el sendero errado termine&amp;nbsp;humillándome&amp;nbsp;por un beso, rogando por un encuentro sexual y dejando que mi valor cayera por el suelo. &amp;nbsp;Luego me refugie en fiestas y trago para excusarme &amp;nbsp;a &amp;nbsp;mi misma y acusar a los demás de mi profundo dolor y continuos desengaños. &amp;nbsp;Bueno no se que esperaba obtener actuando con tan bajos valores y entregando mi poder a gente que ni lo&amp;nbsp;quería&amp;nbsp;ni le intereso jamas tenerlo. &amp;nbsp;Nadie hizo nada que yo misma no provocará que me hicieran. &amp;nbsp;entonces porque&amp;nbsp;culpar les? &amp;nbsp;bueno tal vez es mas&amp;nbsp;fácil&amp;nbsp;ver hacia afuera que analizar en mi interior porque yo fui&amp;nbsp;artífice&amp;nbsp;de mi propio dolor y todo el daño y perdidas materiales que por mi desenfrenada y mal orientada&amp;nbsp;búsqueda&amp;nbsp;del amor hice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Ahora escribo esto con todo el amor incondicional que sale de mi para esos pobres hombres a los que cargue con mi desamor propio, a quienes&amp;nbsp;volví&amp;nbsp;victimarios de mi afanosa costumbre de ser victima, &amp;nbsp;a los que seduje con la idea de que fueran el&amp;nbsp;príncipe&amp;nbsp;que yo&amp;nbsp;soñé&amp;nbsp;desde niña, ellos no querían serlo era yo quien los endiosaba para tener una&amp;nbsp;mínima&amp;nbsp;satisfacción que luego termino siendo un trago amargo y doloroso. &amp;nbsp;Pensé&amp;nbsp;en llamar a cada uno de ellos y pedirles perdón pero la&amp;nbsp;vergüenza&amp;nbsp;de mis actos me lo impiden espero que algunos lean este escrito y claro a los que pueda les enviare copia, otros no tengo como&amp;nbsp;contactar les&amp;nbsp;pero igual espero sanar mi corazón al poner mi vivencia en estas letras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Entendí que el amor perfecto habita en mi corazón, que para que alguien vea mi valor, primero tengo que verlo por mi misma, a quien le gustas en verdad no tienes que esforzarte por atraparle, que si alguien no se interesa por mi no es porque yo no valga la pena es porque no estoy en su camino, no voy a volver a ser piedra para que tropiecen conmigo. &amp;nbsp;que el amor perfecto sale de mi y cuando este lista para aceptarle entonces llegará sin buscar&amp;nbsp;afanosa mente. &amp;nbsp;Que no puedo ser premio si no me doy mi lugar y mi valor y que la felicidad que anhelo no depende de otra persona solo depende de mi. &amp;nbsp;Concluí a lo largo del día que lo que mata al amor es el apego. Por eso&amp;nbsp;decidí&amp;nbsp;compartir mi&amp;nbsp;experiencia&amp;nbsp;con la esperanza que alguien que la lea y le sirva pueda evitarse dolores innecesarios. &amp;nbsp;Gracias por permitirme entrar a tu vida desde este&amp;nbsp;rincón&amp;nbsp;de amor. &amp;nbsp;TE AMO, TE AMO, TE AMO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;In my long day of enriching reflection, I could see myself in almost all relationships that I had in my life .. I thought the truth was less .. really good but left a great learning experience to date, now that I have a good time without a partner I could learn a lot. Because it hurt a lot I need to learn, of course, I realized my continuous and permanent errors that led me to a big pain in the heart, the greatest of all was the people become attached too knew no circumstances that led anything. Big mistake, attachment I made many mistakes that caused all that was on duty that man will get tired of my constant harassment and lack of control. And as a consequence as much as I could run away from me. Attachment unleashed jealousy, one of the worst feelings you can have a person inside, because you become insecure jealousy and also make you think that maybe things have not gone but the law of attraction attracting finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Then I had a marriage of almost 18 years and of course there I made the terrible mistake of feeling too confident, too sure of the love of my partner and practically neglected, I went away for my pride and not understand their anger or rudeness that I interpreted as indifference, and became a custom full of heartache and heartbreak coexistence, by the grace of God someone to give my partner knew all that I forget to give and who is now his wife and I earnestly hope will be many happy, well we divorced now they are married, of course there was pain and anguish after that but now I understand it was just part of my progress in life and understand that the best thing that could happen to them. I&#39;m not going to load up with resentment because there were many moments that I asked the sky will deliver me from this relationship and when I made the miracle did not get it now I think this person was my saving angel, I was not happy and neither.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Upon leaving after many years of relationship remains as unbalanced and very wild and although I have not had many important relationships I kept stumbling and falling into my old habits of forcing situations to the attention of a man to seduce or lead meetings, of course is deliver the expected results at the time, but went from being a momentary madness that the only thing I bring to my life was more pain and low self esteem, because trapping and knock in a deliberate attraction to a human? by sex or company? all the wrong reasons in my opinion. I guess in my continuing search for love was to live these experiences to understand that it was the wrong way. And of course to go the wrong path humiliating end for a kiss, begging for a sexual encounter and letting my courage fell to the ground. Then I drink at parties and shelter to excuse myself and accuse others of my deep sorrow and continual disappointments. Well not that hoped to act with such low values ​​and giving my power to people who neither want nor care about me never having it. No one did anything that I did not cause me to do. so why blame them? well maybe it is easier to see out to analyze in me because I was the architect of my own pain and all damage and loss of property that my wild and misguided search for love did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Now I write this with all the unconditional love that comes out of me for these poor men to take up my own lack of love, who turned my eager perpetrators of habit of being a victim, who seduced with the idea that they were the prince I dreamed as a child, they would not be I who was deified for a minimum satisfaction then ended up being a bitter pill and painful. I thought of calling each of them and ask forgiveness but the shame of my actions prevent me hope that some will read this writing and clear that I will send copies to others as I have not contacted them but still hope to heal my heart My experience in these letters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I realized that the perfect love lives in my heart that for someone to see my value, first I have to see for myself, who really likes you do not have to strive to catch him, that if someone is not interested in me is not because I would not be worth it because I&#39;m not in your way, I will not be re-stone to stumble me. perfect love out of me and when ready to accept you will not look so eager mind. I can not be prize if I have my place and my courage and desire the happiness of another person depends not only depend on me. Concluded during the day than it kills love is attachment. So I decided to share my experience in hopes that someone will read it and will serve to avoid unnecessary pain. Thanks for letting me into your life from this corner of love. I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Otra vez en contacto contigo querido lector de este rincón de amor incondicional, como &amp;nbsp;habrás&amp;nbsp;podido dilucidar los cambios en mi se han venido surtiendo a pasos agigantados, &amp;nbsp;ahora mi compromiso conmigo de llenar de letras cargadas de amor para ti, se esta consolidando y me hace muy feliz. Yo no escribo por llenar un blog o conseguir adeptos, en realidad escribo porque me encanta y me sale del corazón, esta pasión la descubrí muy niña, pero la deje morir por mis continuos y en ese momento crecientes miedos al rechazo o a la no&amp;nbsp;aprobación, &amp;nbsp;eso que hoy verdaderamente me tiene sin cuidado.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Me gusta creer que con mis escritos toco&amp;nbsp;corazones&amp;nbsp;y hasta almas, que mis dedos que&amp;nbsp;impacientes&amp;nbsp;quieren llenar de letras mis&amp;nbsp;espacios&amp;nbsp;son un medio para que otras personas que pueden sentir lo que yo trasmito tomen estas letras como un recurso mas en su camino de vida o simplemente se deleiten recreando mis pequeñas historias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Hoy&amp;nbsp;viví&amp;nbsp;una experiencia maravillosa, que me lleno de paz y me tiene en un estado maravilloso de&amp;nbsp;exaltación&amp;nbsp;y alegría. En la mañana algo gris pero calurosa de mi hermosa y algo sofocante ciudad,&amp;nbsp;debí&amp;nbsp;buscar algunas cosas que se&amp;nbsp;requerían&amp;nbsp;con urgencia en mi casa,&amp;nbsp;así&amp;nbsp;como hacer algunos pagos antes que se agote el mes, Hace mucho tiempo que no gano un salario pero vivo agradecida con el banco del universo que me permite seguir viva, en eso hice una pausa para saborear una deliciosa botella de agua y tomar unos cuantos minutos para disfrutar de ver la gente a mi alrededor, pues bien sentada en un comodisimo&amp;nbsp;sillón&amp;nbsp;de un lugar publico y contemplando la brillante luz que penetraba los cristales del techo del lugar con un resplandor&amp;nbsp;único&amp;nbsp;y casi celestial, viendo personas y grupos de gente que en sus deliciosas conversaciones me&amp;nbsp;permitían&amp;nbsp;intentar adivinar sus sentimientos y ambiciones, es un ejercicio que continuamente hago pues me encanta adivinar las historias y motivaciones de los seres que se cruzan por mi lado en la calle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;De pronto en mi interior sentir como una&amp;nbsp;conexión&amp;nbsp;entre mi corazón y el del universo, de pronto allí en este&amp;nbsp;sillón&amp;nbsp;vi resplandecer aun mas el lugar y&amp;nbsp;sentí&amp;nbsp;que una luz brillante nos&amp;nbsp;envolvía&amp;nbsp;a todos los presentes con un destello inigualable, pude&amp;nbsp;percibir&amp;nbsp;una&amp;nbsp;estela&amp;nbsp;de luz que nos&amp;nbsp;unía&amp;nbsp;a todos los presentes y a el resto del universo al unisono, &amp;nbsp;fue una&amp;nbsp;sensación&amp;nbsp;inigualable de unidad que me elevo a la magnificencia de estar ante &amp;nbsp;la presencia de Dios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;En ese instante magnifico y revelador ame profundamente a todos esos bellos y extraños seres que me rodeaban,&amp;nbsp;sentí&amp;nbsp;en mi&amp;nbsp;corazón&amp;nbsp;que todos realmente&amp;nbsp;existimos&amp;nbsp;en un todo único y perfecto, pude recrear una paz antes no sentida y sobre todo pude tener la certeza que todos los seres vivos viven en perfecta&amp;nbsp;armonía&amp;nbsp;en mi corazón y yo vivo en perfecta&amp;nbsp;armonía&amp;nbsp;en el corazón de cada uno de ellos, no importa si no me conocen, no importa si no hablamos el mismo idioma o si tenemos los mismos intereses, es mas no importa si ellos lo sienten o no. &amp;nbsp;Yo lo pude vivir !! fue un instante&amp;nbsp;pleno&amp;nbsp;de amor incondicional &amp;nbsp;y perfecto. &amp;nbsp;Como muchas de las maravillosas situaciones que he vivido en los últimos tiempos. &amp;nbsp;Hasta deje de sentir que el hombre que hace poco&amp;nbsp;conocí&amp;nbsp;y que siento es mi otra mitad, lo&amp;nbsp;sentí&amp;nbsp;vivo en mi corazón y se acabo la angustia &amp;nbsp;y la ansiedad por saber si vendrá a mi vida o&amp;nbsp;no, ya ni siquiera importa, porque &amp;nbsp;la sensación de separación se terminó. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Ahora con la certeza que todos somos uno y que no existe separación real entre nosotros, y puedo amar incondicionalmente a toda forma de vida, puedo aceptar a los demás como mis hermanos y parte de mí, puedo amar perfectamente a un ser aun a&amp;nbsp;kilómetros&amp;nbsp;de distancia. &amp;nbsp;Me siento plena y feliz, porque ahora entiendo que la perfección del amor habita en mi interior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Suddenly inside me feel like a connection between my heart and the universe, suddenly there I saw this chair shine even more the place and I felt a bright light enveloped us all present a unique glimpse, I could see a trail light that united us all present and the rest of the universe in unison, was a unique feeling of unity that I rise to the magnificence of being in the presence of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;At that moment revealing magnificent and deeply love all those beautiful and strange beings around me, I felt in my heart that really all exist in a single whole and perfect, I could recreate a peace unfelt before and above all I could be certain that all living beings live in harmony in my heart and I live in perfect harmony in the heart of every one of them, no matter if I know, no matter if they speak the same language or have the same interests, but not Whether they feel it or not. I could live! was a moment full of unconditional love and perfect. As many wonderful situations I have experienced in recent times. So stop feeling that the man who recently met and I feel is my other half, I felt alive in my heart and just distress and anxiety to know if he&#39;ll come into my life or not, and does not even matter, because the sense of separation was completed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Now with the certainty that we are all one and there is no real separation between us, and I can love unconditionally to all life, I can accept others as brothers and part of me, I can love a being perfectly even from miles distance. I feel fulfilled and happy, because now I understand that the perfection of love lives inside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anoche&amp;nbsp;dormí&amp;nbsp;poco por no decir que casi nada, realmente &amp;nbsp;en mi cabeza se&amp;nbsp;revolvían&amp;nbsp;los pensamientos, intentaba poner mi mente en blanco algo que para mi es&amp;nbsp;prácticamente&amp;nbsp;imposible y miles de pensamientos nuevos se agolpaban presurosos en darme ideas, desde hace unos días ya casi 20 en unos ojos hermosos me&amp;nbsp;tropecé&amp;nbsp;con una mirada&amp;nbsp;mágica&amp;nbsp;y misteriosa, de un hombre claro un ser que en su mirada y voz mostraba fuerza de&amp;nbsp;carácter, &amp;nbsp;poder y convicción, su mirada intimidó a muchas personas pero a mi me llego al corazón, en sus ojos&amp;nbsp;también&amp;nbsp;había&amp;nbsp;una gran soledad y algo de confusión o por lo menos eso vi yo.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hace mucho no veo sus ojos ni oigo su estruendosa y firme voz, pero en mi corazón habita cada instante del día, a veces siento su voz hablar en mi interior, me ha dicho cosas, o la imagine la verdad no se, solo tengo claro que su recuerdo y su persona habitan en mi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alguien me dijo que tenia que cuidar mi mente para no obsesionarme y tal vez creo que tiene mucha razón, pero mi alma siente que es algo mas que una obsesión, es una fuerza como antes no sentí en mi vida, yo intento no saber de el y por supuesto he intentando todo para no pensarle. &lt;br /&gt;
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No se si es suerte o no, pero no vive en mi ciudad ni en mi país, pero habita cada gota de mi sangre y cada&amp;nbsp;molécula&amp;nbsp;de mi piel, &amp;nbsp;si cierro mis ojos puedo ver su sonrisa y ver su cara &amp;nbsp;o sus bronceados y bien trabajados brazos, creo que su imagen se imprimió en mi memoria como un tatuaje.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ahora se que existe un hombre como siempre&amp;nbsp;soñé&amp;nbsp;al que quiero para mi, ahora se que si hay forma de hablar con los ojos y &amp;nbsp;reír&amp;nbsp;con el cuerpo sin&amp;nbsp;afán, ahora se que el hombre perfecto existe en un lugar del mundo, &amp;nbsp;ahora se que con solo cerrar mis ojos puedo sentirlo en mi corazón. ahora puedo creer en el amor que te desborda en una mirada y una sonrisa. Yo que he sido tan&amp;nbsp;escéptica&amp;nbsp;con el tema del amor a primera vista.&lt;br /&gt;
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Pero&amp;nbsp;también&amp;nbsp;se que es mi interpretación de una realidad que habita en mi interior, y por eso me desvele porque alguien anoche me cuestiono sobre mis sentimientos y sobre la necesidad imperiosa de decirle a lo que siento en &amp;nbsp;mi corazón, y fue&amp;nbsp;entonces&amp;nbsp;cuando el revoltijo de ideas y cuestionamientos me dieron una&amp;nbsp;paliza&amp;nbsp;magistral, Yo sería capaz de escribirle a ese hombre y expresarle mi sentimiento mas puro y profundo?. Eso jamas lo he hecho !! me increpe airosa, me&amp;nbsp;repetía&amp;nbsp;con&amp;nbsp;ahínco&amp;nbsp;que mereces ser conquistada y que un hombre por fin llegue a ti luchandote, pero de inmediato me&amp;nbsp;respondía&amp;nbsp;con fuerza y porque no puedes decir lo que sientes y nada mas. &amp;nbsp;Así&amp;nbsp;simplemente &amp;nbsp;le expresas tu sentimiento y no esperas nada, por lo menos lograras superar tus temores, y si te rechaza no importa ya por lo menos&amp;nbsp;habrás&amp;nbsp;dado un paso gigante en la historia de tu vida. &lt;br /&gt;
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Last night I slept little not to say almost anything, really in my head churning thoughts, trying to blank my mind something that is virtually impossible for me and thousands of new thoughts crowded hurry to give me ideas for a few days and almost 20 in beautiful eyes I stumbled upon a magical and mysterious look of a man light a being who in his eyes and voice showed strength of character, power and conviction, his look intimidating to many people but I get to the heart, eyes also had a great loneliness and some confusion or at least that I saw.&lt;br /&gt;
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Long ago I do not see their eyes or hear her loud and firm voice, but in my heart lives every moment of the day, sometimes I feel his voice speaking inside me told me things, imagine the truth or not, I have only clear his memory and his person living in me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Someone told me I had to take care of my mind not to obsess and think maybe he is right, but my soul feels that it is more than an obsession, is a force not felt before in my life, I try not to know the and of course I think you all for not trying.&lt;br /&gt;
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If not luck or not, but do not live in my city or my country, but live every drop of my blood and every molecule of my skin, if I close my eyes I can see her smile and see his face or his tanned and well worked arms, I think his image is imprinted in my memory like a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now there is a man I always dreamed that I want for me now that if there is no way to talk with their eyes and laugh with the body without effort, now that the perfect man exists somewhere in the world, now that just close my eyes I can feel it in my heart. I can now believe in the love that overflows in a glance and a smile. I&#39;ve been so skeptical that the theme of love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;
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But also it is my interpretation of a reality that dwells within me, and I unveil so last night because someone questioned me about my feelings and the urge to tell what I feel in my heart, and that&#39;s when the mess of ideas and questions masterful beat me up, I would be able to write to this man and express my feelings more pure and deep?. That ever I did! scolded me airy, I kept hard you deserve to be conquered and finally a man comes to you luchandote, but I immediately responded with force and because you can not say what you feel and nothing else. So you just express your feelings and do not expect anything, at least achieved it overcome your fears, and if she rejects you does not matter because at least you&#39;ve taken a giant step in the history of your life.&lt;br /&gt;
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So here I am again writing the preamble to what will be the declaration of love for a man who does not know what I accomplish in my heart move. The date for such a task is already set and hope that day the words flow as easily as they usually come out to tell those who read my blog as it was this declaration of love.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mi mayor&amp;nbsp;interés&amp;nbsp;en la vida siempre ha sido la busca de un gran amor, y por lo tanto he experimentado diferentes tipos de experiencias afectivas, todas diferentes pero parecidas en un momento dado, sobre todo en los finales, he vivido momentos inigualables con seres maravillosos y otros no tan buenos pero todos me han&amp;nbsp;enriquecido&amp;nbsp;el&amp;nbsp;espíritu, han dejado maravillosos recuerdos en mi corazón, y sobretodo un inmenso aprendizaje, he cometido errores infinitos con ellos y claro he llorado, los he culpado de todo mi dolor y mis eternas depresiones,&amp;nbsp;también&amp;nbsp;de mis largos y amargos llantos.&lt;div&gt;
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Pero he aprendido que no&amp;nbsp;podían&amp;nbsp;ellos amarme como yo he soñado siempre, porque en aras del amor entregue mi poder y mi persona, deje de ser la mujer que ellos amaron, me&amp;nbsp;convertí&amp;nbsp;en un ser inseguro, di tanto gusto por mantener una relación armoniosa que deje de ser yo misma, &amp;nbsp;olvide mi valor y mi &amp;nbsp;esencia por lo tanto fui infeliz. &amp;nbsp;En aras de&amp;nbsp;construir&amp;nbsp;una relación maravillosa, di tanto de mi que no deje nada, por supuesto pague bien caro los precios que&amp;nbsp;debí&amp;nbsp;pagar cada vez.&lt;/div&gt;
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Ahora he entendido varias cosas del amor, la primera es que esas relaciones nocivas y mal sanas que he tenido no fueron ninguna amor real, ya que se basaron en apegos, necesidades y conceptos errados del amor. Como&amp;nbsp;podrían&amp;nbsp;aquellos pobres hombres amarme y respetarme si yo misma no lo hice?&lt;/div&gt;
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Hace pocos días en unos hermosos ojos&amp;nbsp;marrón&amp;nbsp;entendí&amp;nbsp;que el amor no se siente con angustia o con&amp;nbsp;ansiedad&amp;nbsp;que no es&amp;nbsp;posesión&amp;nbsp;es libertad que cuando dos ojos se encuentran pueden hablarse &amp;nbsp;y hasta gritar, que sin tocar la piel se puede amar intensamente y rosar el alma en un guiño. &amp;nbsp;Que basta una sonrisa para sentir que es el&amp;nbsp;paraíso.&lt;/div&gt;
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En un día puedes ver en sus ojos los tuyos &amp;nbsp;oír&amp;nbsp;en tu corazón el suyo, que la telepatía existe cuando se trata de amor sincero, que no necesitas entregar tu poder o tu corazón y menos tu vida para ganar aceptación porque cuando sus ojos te encuentran no solo te aceptan, te admiran y aman con mas fuerza que un&amp;nbsp;ciclón.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Ahora no siento el amor en el cuerpo ahora mi alma recuerda sus miradas, su bella sonrisa y sus palabras dichas sin mover sus labios y con eso me nutro hasta el cansancio. &amp;nbsp;Ahora se que el amor no se siente se vibra y que tiene la capacidad de hablar sin palabras a tu corazón.&lt;/div&gt;
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Por eso he compartido contigo que lees mi rincón, porque&amp;nbsp;así&amp;nbsp;ha de ser el verdadero amor, no el que se fija en fachadas, formas y valores monetarios, eso tiene otros nombres, el amor de verdad vibra en el corazón. yo se que he sentido por fin ese amor ahora mi&amp;nbsp;búsqueda&amp;nbsp;finalizó y puedo concentrarme en otras actividades ahora ya se como se siente el amor. &amp;nbsp;TE AMO, TE AMO, TE AMO.&lt;/div&gt;
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My main interest in life has always been a great love for, and therefore have experienced different kinds of affective experiences, all different but similar at a given time, especially in the end, I have lived unique moments with wonderful beings and some not so good but all I have enriched the spirit, have left wonderful memories in my heart, and above all an immense learning, I have made mistakes with them infinite and clear I&#39;ve cried, I&#39;ve blamed my pain and my eternal depression, also my long and bitter tears.&lt;/div&gt;
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But I have learned that they could not love me as I have always dreamed, for the sake of love to give my power and my person, no longer the woman they loved, I became an insecure, I so happy to maintain a harmonious relationship stop being myself, forget my courage and my essence so I was unhappy. In order to build a wonderful relationship, I therefore do not leave me anything, of course dearly pay the price I should pay each time.&lt;/div&gt;
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Now I understand many things of love, the first is that these harmful and unwholesome relationships that I have not been any real love, because they were based on attachments, needs and misconceptions of love. How could those poor men love me and respect me if I myself did not I?&lt;/div&gt;
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A few days ago in beautiful brown eyes I realized that love does not feel anxiety or anxiety that possession is not freedom when two eyes are can talk and even cry, without touching the skin can love intensely and Rosar the soul in a wink. That a smile is enough to feel that is paradise.&lt;/div&gt;
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In a day you can see in his eyes to hear yours in your heart to yours, that telepathy exists when it comes to true love, you need not give your power and your heart and your life less to gain acceptance because when you find your eyes you not only accept, admire and love you more strongly than a cyclone.&lt;/div&gt;
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Now I feel love in my soul the body now reminds her looks, her beautiful smile and his words said without moving his lips and I can feed it to exhaustion. Now is that love does not feel the vibe and has the ability to speak without words to your heart.&lt;/div&gt;
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So I shared with you that read my corner, because it must be true love, not fixing on façades, shapes and monetary values, it has other names, love of truth resonates in the heart. I know I felt that finally ended my search for love and now I can concentrate on other activities now how you feel the love. I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Hoy mientras&amp;nbsp;corría&amp;nbsp;por el supermercado intentando encontrar algunos&amp;nbsp;víveres&amp;nbsp;para surtir mi despensa que generalmente finalizando mes se torna algo libre, vi en un anuncio unas bellas copas con algo de contenido en su interior, intentaban imitar un delicioso vino tinto, claro digo delicioso porque es mi vino favorito, y entonces me llego a la cabeza el tema sobre el cual escribir hoy, porque el vino es la vida, &amp;nbsp;existen un gran tipo de vinos, algunos con un buque mas fuerte otros mas dulces unos mas finos algunos menos, &amp;nbsp;existen sepas mas agradables otras que requieren trabajo y cuidado especial, pero el resultado sin duda siempre es perfecto para que lo deleita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;El vino en una bella copa o en una no tan fina acompaña momentos grandiosos, cenas espectaculares, instantes&amp;nbsp;románticos, aveces instantes&amp;nbsp;melancólicos, el vino se ha encargado de acompañar al hombre desde la&amp;nbsp;antigüedad, el vino se hizo para disfrutar sorbo a sorbo, como la vida misma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Y la copa de vino que te sirven es la que debes aprender a degustar, habrá sin duda instantes donde esa copa te sabe como el amargo vinagre y otros muy dulce, pero al final lo que cuenta es que aprendas a&amp;nbsp;disfrutar&amp;nbsp;cada uno de sus sorbos, con el sabor que trae y recordando que fue la copa que elegiste cuando decidiste venir a esta hermosa tierra, &amp;nbsp;cada uno de sus sin sabores &amp;nbsp;lo tenias previamente&amp;nbsp;escogido, y con cada sorbo estamos perfeccionando nuestro aprendizaje, &amp;nbsp;muchas veces nos&amp;nbsp;provocamos&amp;nbsp;de probar la copa de nuestros amigos, e intentamos encontrar un sabor diferente y en muchos momentos hasta dejamos de beber de nuestra copa y nos acomodamos bebiendo de la de otros. &amp;nbsp;Pero como la vida misma siempre terminamos con nuestra copa en la mano.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Al final lo&amp;nbsp;único&amp;nbsp;que tenemos que hacer es disfrutar de nuestra copa sorbo por sorbo y disfrutar de cada uno sin importar el sabor porque es nuestra copa y su contenido es un elixir que nos permite conocer nuestra misión cuando terminamos la copa. habremos aprendido lo necesario para migrar a otro lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Es una copa única su contenido fue preparado con todo lo que&amp;nbsp;necesitabas&amp;nbsp;para tu deleite, y esa copa trae el contenido justo y perfecto. &amp;nbsp;El&amp;nbsp;éxito&amp;nbsp;para degustar su contenido y apreciarlo es entender que todo ha sido tu creación y elección. &amp;nbsp;Así&amp;nbsp;que disfruta tu copa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The wine in a beautiful cup or a not so fine moments accompanying grandiose spectacular dinners, romantic moments, sometimes melancholy moments, the wine has been commissioned to accompany the man since antiquity, wine was made to enjoy sip by sip, as life itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;And the cup of wine is being served you must learn to taste, there will undoubtedly be moments where you know that drink and bitter sweet vinegar and others, but in the end what counts is that you learn to enjoy each of their drafts with the flavor it brings and recalling that it was the cup that you chose when you decided to come to this beautiful land, each of their flavors without it you had previously chosen, and with every sip we refine our learning, we often provoke the cup test of our friends, and try to find a different flavor and many times to stop drinking from our cup and settled drinking of others. But as life always end with our cup in hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;In the end all we have to do is enjoy sip by sip our drink and enjoy everyone regardless of taste because it&#39;s our cup and its contents is an elixir that allows us to meet our mission when we finished the cup. we have learned what it takes to migrate elsewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;It is a unique glass content was prepared with everything you needed for your enjoyment, and that glass brings the content right and perfect. Success to taste and appreciate its contents is to understand that everything has been your creation and choice. So enjoy your cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Amado lector, ahora que mi compromiso no es solo con tu lectura sino&amp;nbsp;también&amp;nbsp;con mi deleite profundo de escribir emociones que me trasmite desde la fuente poderosa de amor hasta mi corazón y que mis manos se prestan para traducir en frases lo que me llega al corazón. he pasado a lo largo de mi historia con un continuo esfuerzo y desgaste&amp;nbsp;energético&amp;nbsp;buscando incansablemente la razón de ser &amp;nbsp;de mi existencia, algo que me ha llevado a grandes y maravillosos descubrimientos, la vida y el universo entendieron perfectamente mi angustia y lucha y me llevaron de su mano a un encuentro total conmigo, me despojaron de toda distracción y me llevaron a navegar a&amp;nbsp;través&amp;nbsp;de mi historia para lograr entender un poco mi drama y mi queja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Me vi en una cuna cuando&amp;nbsp;fui&amp;nbsp;un tierno bebe, y camine por los momentos de mi infancia y juventud hasta llegar a este punto, &amp;nbsp;entendí&amp;nbsp;que mi historia era una elección personal antes de venir a este momento de mi vida,&amp;nbsp;aprendí&amp;nbsp;que no existe forma de sentir culpa o dolor por los sucesos vividos eran parte de mi aprendizaje,&amp;nbsp;recordé&amp;nbsp;instantes bellos de mi niñez y otros no tan bonitos. &amp;nbsp;Ahora solo puedo decir gracias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Llegue a entender mucho de mis&amp;nbsp;vivencias&amp;nbsp; y la razón para ellas, todas fueron para que encontrara la fuente del amor real e incondicional, &amp;nbsp;y lo&amp;nbsp;encontré&amp;nbsp;en personas con las que hice un convenio para que fueran mis maestros, &amp;nbsp;claro hasta ese momento las llame enemigos, a los que hoy amo&amp;nbsp;profundamente&amp;nbsp;y agradezco el haber cumplido con certeza y exactitud su misión para contribuir con mi crecimiento y aprendizaje, es un hecho que sin ellos no habría llegado a este maravilloso y tranquilo momento de mi vida, es claro que sin su esfuerzo por que yo entendiera mi aprendizaje no lograría avanzar mi proceso&amp;nbsp;aquí&amp;nbsp;en este instante del tiempo en este bello planeta, &amp;nbsp;queridos mal llamados enemigos, porque para mi son maestros, que desde sus actos me llevaron a entender mis lecciones de vida. &amp;nbsp;Hoy no se donde se encuentran pero&amp;nbsp;confió&amp;nbsp;en Dios que&amp;nbsp;estén&amp;nbsp;disfrutando de sus vidas con amor y alegría, hoy&amp;nbsp;entendí&amp;nbsp;que en sus actos esta el verdadero amor solo quien te ama de verdad es capaz de enseñarte una poderosa lección aun que le cueste dolor y aislamiento, &amp;nbsp;desde mi corazón mi agradecimiento y amor para ellos. &amp;nbsp;Desde mi razón un eterno abrazo y desde mi alma un eco donde entiendo que cumplieron su promesa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Ahora&amp;nbsp;entendí&amp;nbsp;que el amor no viene de afuera vive en mi, solo que en mi mente lo tenia mal ubicado y me costo mucho comprender que el amor que tengo vive en mi corazón y cada día su llama es mas grande y logro amar a mas personas del planeta mi misión es de amor &amp;nbsp;por el mundo, la naturaleza y toda forma de vida. el amor vive¡ siempre vivió en mi pero no lo&amp;nbsp;había&amp;nbsp;entendido. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Ahora mi amado lector solo te invito a que busques en tu interior esa llama poderosa de amor y la estimules para que vibremos en la misma frecuencia todos y &amp;nbsp;logremos ascender a otra dimensión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I was in a crib when I was a soft drink, and walk for the moments of my childhood and youth up to this point, I realized that my story was a personal choice before coming to this point in my life, I learned that there is no way of guilt or sorrow for the events experienced were part of my learning beautiful moments I remembered from my childhood and some not so nice. Now I can only say thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Come to understand much of my experience and reason to them, all were to find the source of real, unconditional love, and I found in people with whom I made a covenant to be my teacher, clear until then the enemies call , who deeply love and appreciate today that they have complied with certainty, exactly its mission to contribute to my growth and learning, is a fact that without them there would come to this wonderful and peaceful time of my life, it is clear that without their effort to understand my learning that I would fail to advance my process here in this moment of time on this beautiful planet, dear so-called enemies, because to me they are teachers, from their actions that led me to understand my lessons. Today it is not where they are but trusted in God that they are enjoying their lives with love and joy, now heard in their acts is the only true love who loves you truly can teach a powerful lesson that would cost even pain and isolation, from my heart my gratitude and love for them. From my understanding an eternal embrace and an echo from my soul as I understand that keep their promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Now I understood that love comes from outside lives in me, just in my mind I had misplaced and it cost me much to understand that the love I have in my heart and live each day the flame is larger and more people love achievement my mission is the planet of love for the world, nature and all life. love lives always lived in me but I had not understood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Now my dear reader just invite you to look within yourself that flame of love powerful and stimulate them to the same frequency we vibrate at all and manage to ascend to another dimension.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I LOVE YOU, &amp;nbsp;I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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