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felici...</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~3/8OQrG5b7GbU/ci-vuole-tanto-coraggio-per-essere.html</link><category>vivere</category><category>paura</category><category>SASU IVAN</category><category>morire</category><category>coraggio</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ivan)</author><pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 14:51:35 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-7858362185526782618</guid><description>... perché tanto più sarà meraviglioso vivere, tanto più farà paura l'idea di morire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680616561464171287"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-7858362185526782618?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img 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href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680616561464171287"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-5333484452277751013?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/9QWuQ4xgBTM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-24T03:53:06.371+01:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org/2009/11/muoio-e-dalle-mie-ceneri-rinasco-come.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>La malattia</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~3/HR4VqEgJ8nE/la-malattia.html</link><category>valore</category><category>malattia</category><category>fragilità</category><category>SASU IVAN</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ivan)</author><pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2009 02:52:34 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-234743393031189631</guid><description>ci riporta alla nostra fragilità esistenziale e ci invita a ritrovare i valori essenziali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680616561464171287"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-234743393031189631?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/HR4VqEgJ8nE" height="1" 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03 Mar 2009 14:32:32 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-6281536999355963167</guid><description>Dove mi porterà proprio non lo so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680616561464171287"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-6281536999355963167?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/CWXXy-GUkWA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-03T23:32:32.331+01:00</app:edited><thr:total 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2008 13:43:56 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-6007488241153099005</guid><description>... non è questo inebriante?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680616561464171287"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-6007488241153099005?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/Ol5spmNDyMw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-19T22:43:56.201+01:00</app:edited><thr:total 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E se forse non ne desidera, c'è da domandarsi se, a furia di guardarne, non finisca per diventarne assuefatta... così tanto da volerne anche nel mondo reale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680616561464171287"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-8923829525294551518?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/f8wPoBsyXb8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-15T23:36:59.794+02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org/2008/09/c-da-domandarsi-seriamente-cos-che-la.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Esiste una generosità più pura di quella del semplice donarsi per quello che si è?</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~3/tt5XOaZo6sg/esiste-una-generosit-pi-pura-di-quella.html</link><category>SASU IVAN</category><category>generosità</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ivan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 14:30:35 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-9007581552600627753</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680616561464171287"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-9007581552600627753?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/tt5XOaZo6sg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-5436776426443343674?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/iYlXfPlDH7k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-01T23:26:08.018+02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org/2008/09/la-trasformazione-la-mia-arte-preferita.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Quando riesco semplicemente ad essere me stesso:</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~3/f2BNP8___ZA/quando-riesco-semplicemente-ad-essere.html</link><category>mondo</category><category>SASU IVAN</category><category>io</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ivan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 12:18:06 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-1993747744444206882</guid><description>questa è la cosa più bella di questo mondo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680616561464171287"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-1993747744444206882?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/f2BNP8___ZA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-27T21:18:06.737+02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org/2008/08/quando-riesco-semplicemente-ad-essere.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Le verità che assomigliano di più alla verità,</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~3/XBzeI0cWzCo/le-verit-che-assomigliano-di-pi-alla.html</link><category>verità</category><category>LLOSA VARGAS MARIO</category><category>CITAZIONI</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ivan)</author><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 03:58:02 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-3443296231296561119</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mario_Vargas_Llosa" title="Mario Vargas Llosa su Wikipedia" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/9a/Mario_Vargas_Llosa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;se le giri e le rigiri, se le guardi da vicino, lo sono solo a metà o cessano di esserlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/contributors/Olivier_F%C3%B6llmi/391525/language/11/" title="Danielle e Olivier Föllmi" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/books/Rivelazioni/9788888585925/0194546a44fe2072f4/" target="_blank" title="Recensione libro"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://image.anobii.com/anobi/image_book.php?type=3&amp;item_id=0194546a44fe2072f4&amp;time=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/contributors/Olivier_F%C3%B6llmi/391525/language/11/" target="_blank" title="Libri dei Föllmi"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Olivier e Danielle Föllmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/books/Rivelazioni/9788888585925/0194546a44fe2072f4/" target="_blank"&gt;Rivelazioni - 365 pensieri d'america latina&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-3443296231296561119?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/XBzeI0cWzCo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-28T12:58:02.804+02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org/2008/07/le-verit-che-assomigliano-di-pi-alla.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Nel presente c'è soltanto meraviglia e sperimentazione. Null'altro.</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~3/MSivZPT3o4A/nel-presente-c-soltanto-meraviglia-e.html</link><category>presente</category><category>meraviglia</category><category>sperimentare</category><category>SASU IVAN</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ivan)</author><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 03:01:37 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-1290969728884734453</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680616561464171287"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-1290969728884734453?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/MSivZPT3o4A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-21T12:01:37.178+02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org/2008/07/nel-presente-c-soltanto-meraviglia-e.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Quando sento che qualcosa è vero nel mio profondo,</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~3/TnDutoRKOdU/quando-sento-che-qualcosa-vero-nel-mio.html</link><category>gesto</category><category>profondo</category><category>verità</category><category>dimostrare</category><category>SASU IVAN</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ivan)</author><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 03:02:23 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-3121956568837850286</guid><description>non ho più bisogno di verbalizzarlo e continuamente dimostrarlo agli altri - e dunque a me stesso. Quella verità è ormai diventata parte integrante del mio essere e la esprimo implicitamente in ogni mio gesto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680616561464171287"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-3121956568837850286?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/TnDutoRKOdU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-21T12:02:23.823+02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org/2008/07/quando-sento-che-qualcosa-vero-nel-mio.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Ci crediamo chi sa chi...</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~3/-AzzFnFTlZE/ci-crediamo-chi-sa-chi.html</link><category>natura</category><category>pioggia</category><category>acqua</category><category>uomo</category><category>SASU IVAN</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ivan)</author><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 03:02:06 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-303792997146244947</guid><description>Pensiamo di avere il controllo su tutto quello che ci succede...&lt;br /&gt;Poi bastano 3 giorni di forti piogge per metterci tutti quanti in crisi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;È tempo per l'uomo di ritrovare il proprio posto nella natura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680616561464171287"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-303792997146244947?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/-AzzFnFTlZE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-21T12:02:06.564+02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org/2008/07/ci-crediamo-chi-sa-chi.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>In amore, non c'è né conquistatore, né conquistata:</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~3/pcWnrdGMGzM/in-amore-non-c-n-conquistatore-n.html</link><category>aspettative</category><category>SASU IVAN</category><category>conquistare</category><category>amore</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ivan)</author><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 07:56:59 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-5391716504204734885</guid><description>c'è soltanto un incontrarsi senza aspettative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680616561464171287"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-5391716504204734885?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/pcWnrdGMGzM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-27T16:56:59.689+02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org/2008/06/in-amore-non-c-n-conquistatore-n.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Il vero piacere sta nel rilassamento e nell'abbandono,</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~3/fJMY7RGvD4g/il-vero-piacere-sta-nel-rilassamento-e.html</link><category>donna</category><category>vita</category><category>piacere</category><category>uomo</category><category>rilassamento</category><category>SASU IVAN</category><category>amore</category><category>abbandono</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ivan)</author><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 07:55:32 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-2604108717835521407</guid><description>non nell'irrigidimento e nel controllo. &lt;br /&gt;Fare all'amore è in realtà un lasciarsi penetrare dal flusso stesso della vita - e in questo, uomo e donna sono perfettamente uguali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680616561464171287"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-2604108717835521407?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/fJMY7RGvD4g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-27T16:55:32.634+02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org/2008/06/il-vero-piacere-sta-nel-rilassamento-e.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>La libertà, in questa società, può esistere soltanto all'interno di determinate regole.</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~3/bu-VsUAtrMI/la-libert-pu-esistere-soltanto.html</link><category>SASU IVAN</category><category>regole</category><category>libertà</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ivan)</author><pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 05:22:10 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-8344830173358737523</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680616561464171287"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-8344830173358737523?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/bu-VsUAtrMI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-17T14:22:10.878+02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org/2008/05/la-libert-pu-esistere-soltanto.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>La coscienza costituisce il senso dell'equilibrio sociale.</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~3/xbKkanxM4TE/la-coscienza-costituisce-il-senso.html</link><category>coscienza</category><category>CITAZIONI</category><category>HELLINGER BERT</category><category>appartenenza</category><category>famiglia</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ivan)</author><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 03:40:45 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-2459733014702991833</guid><description>Se facciamo qualcosa all'interno della famiglia che minaccia di compromettere la nostra appartenenza, abbiamo una cattiva coscienza. Si tratta di una sensazione talmente sgradevole da indurci a modificare il nostro comportamento per garantirci nuovamente l'appartenenza. Quando siamo certi di poter appartenere al gruppo, abbiamo una buona coscienza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.macrolibrarsi.it/autori/_bert_hellinger.php?pn=488" title="Bert Hellinger" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; width:100px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.macrolibrarsi.it/foto/bert-hellinger.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.macrolibrarsi.it/libri/__grande_conflitto.php?pn=488" target="_blank" title="Recensione libro"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.macrolibrarsi.org/proxy/copsmall/grande-conflitto.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.macrolibrarsi.it/autori/_bert_hellinger.php?pn=488" target="_blank" title="Libri del Hellinger"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Bert Hellinger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.macrolibrarsi.it/libri/__grande_conflitto.php?pn=488" target="_blank"&gt;Il grande conflitto - La Psicologia della distruttività e le strade per la riconciliazione&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" href="http://www.hellinger.it" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.hellinger.it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-2459733014702991833?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/xbKkanxM4TE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-28T12:40:45.864+02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org/2008/05/la-coscienza-costituisce-il-senso.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Quando ascoltate senza intenzione,</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~3/kQB9P6kPJDw/lo-scopo-ultimo-del-viaggiatore.html</link><category>ODIER DANIEL</category><category>ascoltare</category><category>chiarezza</category><category>CITAZIONI</category><category>intenzione</category><category>respirare</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ivan)</author><pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 08:30:31 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-2628233741323264070</guid><description>per puro amore dell'ascolto, si fa una chiarezza, si crea uno spazio, cominciate a respirare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daniel_Odier" title="Odier su Wikipedia" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; width: 100px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/c/c5/Daniel_Odier.JPG/427px-Daniel_Odier.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.macrolibrarsi.it/libri/__desideri_passioni-spiritualita.php?pn=488" target="_blank" title="Recensione libro"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.macrolibrarsi.org/proxy/copsmall/desideri-passioni.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.macrolibrarsi.it/autori/_daniel_odier.php?pn=488" target="_blank" title="Daniel Odier"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Daniel Odier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.macrolibrarsi.it/libri/__desideri_passioni-spiritualita.php?pn=488" target="_blank"&gt;Desideri, Passioni e Spiritualità&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.macrolibrarsi.it/libri/__desideri_passioni-spiritualita.php?pn=488" target="_blank"&gt;Acquista il libro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" href="http://www.danielodier.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.danielodier.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-2628233741323264070?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/kQB9P6kPJDw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-30T17:30:31.815+02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org/2008/03/lo-scopo-ultimo-del-viaggiatore.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Va meglio quando va male!</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~3/G5wjf5KocRg/va-meglio-quando-va-male.html</link><category>esistere</category><category>infanzia</category><category>CORNEAU GUY</category><category>CITAZIONI</category><category>felicità</category><category>amore</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (pedro)</author><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 02:03:35 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-7690969314935209207</guid><description>Noi siamo convinti di cercare la felicità e l'amore, ma in realtà sono le cose che temiamo maggiormente. Quante persone possono tollerare più di due o tre giorni di felicità senza nubi? [...] La felicità è intollerabile. Abbiamo imparato a sognarla, ma non abbiamo imparato a viverla. [...] Ho l'impressione che, non appena usciamo dall'infanzia, la maggior parte di noi dimentica che siamo sulla terra per divertirci e celebrare la vita. E' come se trovassimo che "va meglio quando va male". Forse è perchè nell'infelicità abbiamo la sensazione di esistere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guy_Corneau" title="Corneau su Wikipedia" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://en.wikipedia.org/favicon.ico" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/books/Lamore_possibile/9788879723435/01516f65bc72d34bbd/" target="_blank" title="Recensione libro"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://image.anobii.com/anobi/image_book.php?type=3&amp;item_id=01516f65bc72d34bbd&amp;time=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/contributors/Guy_Corneau/701777/language/11/" target="_blank" title="Libri del Corneau"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Guy Corneau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/books/Lamore_possibile/9788879723435/01516f65bc72d34bbd/" target="_blank"&gt;L'amore possibile&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-7690969314935209207?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/G5wjf5KocRg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-27T11:03:35.780+02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org/2008/04/va-meglio-quando-va-male.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>È così un peccato limitare le nostre esperienze con gli stessi limiti del nostro linguaggio!!</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~3/LArol6dFuRs/cos-un-peccato-limitare-le-nostre.html</link><category>linguaggio</category><category>limiti</category><category>SASU IVAN</category><category>esperienze</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ivan)</author><pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 03:37:52 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8048840353732407951.post-2044122369468527609</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06680616561464171287"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8048840353732407951-2044122369468527609?l=ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ilpensierodelmomento/~4/LArol6dFuRs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-30T12:37:52.842+02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilpensierodelmomento.meraviglioso.org/2008/03/cos-un-peccato-limitare-le-nostre.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

