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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2enclosuresfull.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><title>Blog da Mélica</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/</link><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/mel-melica" /><description></description><language>en</language><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</managingEditor><lastBuildDate>Sun, 27 May 2012 12:03:41 PDT</lastBuildDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">479</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><feedburner:info uri="mel-melica" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><item><title></title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2011/11/possua-um-coracao-que-nunca-endurece-um.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Thu, 17 Nov 2011 07:16:47 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-1997075371406055301</guid><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Possua um coração que nunca endurece, um temperamento que nunca pressiona, e um toque que nunca magoa." &lt;/b&gt;(Charles Dickens)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tema do dia: Temperamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QMhStJDxWJ4/TsUkRnOA3QI/AAAAAAAACfQ/iprdhILjA-I/s1600/pimeta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QMhStJDxWJ4/TsUkRnOA3QI/AAAAAAAACfQ/iprdhILjA-I/s400/pimeta.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“No meu temperamento tem um pouco de pimenta: não é todo mundo que gosta… Nem todo mundo que aguenta.”&lt;/strong&gt; Clarice Lispector.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fonte: http://frasesilustradas.wordpress.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-1997075371406055301?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QMhStJDxWJ4/TsUkRnOA3QI/AAAAAAAACfQ/iprdhILjA-I/s72-c/pimeta.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><title>Alague seu coração</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2011/09/alague-seu-coracao.html</link><category>Coração</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2011 08:05:43 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-4321798330816316020</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Y-J2frMYfg/TmzNaRNBUZI/AAAAAAAACYY/kJls5tuOdGg/s1600/amor075.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Y-J2frMYfg/TmzNaRNBUZI/AAAAAAAACYY/kJls5tuOdGg/s400/amor075.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651117483621437842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Saudade é um sentimento que quando não cabe no coração, escorre pelos olhos." &lt;/strong&gt;(Bob Marley)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia:   Coração &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Não se acostume com o que não o faz feliz, revolte-se quando julgar necessário.&lt;br /&gt;Alague seu coração de esperanças, mas não deixe que ele se afogue nelas.&lt;br /&gt;Se achar que precisa voltar, volte!&lt;br /&gt;Se perceber que precisa seguir, siga!&lt;br /&gt;Se estiver tudo errado, comece novamente.&lt;br /&gt;Se estiver tudo certo, continue.&lt;br /&gt;Se sentir saudades, mate-a.&lt;br /&gt;Se perder um amor, não se perca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; Se o achar, segure-o!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;- por Fernando Pessoa.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-4321798330816316020?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Y-J2frMYfg/TmzNaRNBUZI/AAAAAAAACYY/kJls5tuOdGg/s72-c/amor075.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Nem o destino é perfeito</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2011/07/nem-o-destino-e-perfeito.html</link><category>Vida</category><category>Destino</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Thu, 28 Jul 2011 03:51:08 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-4800061013248894300</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eO7NcMsEsrg/TjE9hby86jI/AAAAAAAACYI/ZVAyfE2UQjM/s1600/jack_dream_gif_4dc4fa25de.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eO7NcMsEsrg/TjE9hby86jI/AAAAAAAACYI/ZVAyfE2UQjM/s400/jack_dream_gif_4dc4fa25de.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634352253423643186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Adoramos a perfeição, porque não a podemos ter; repugna-la-íamos, se a tivéssemos. O perfeito é desumano, porque o humano é imperfeito."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;(Fernando Pessoa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Perfeição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Se as coisas fossem perfeitas&lt;br /&gt;Não existiria lições de vida&lt;br /&gt;Não haveriam arrependimentos&lt;br /&gt;E nem descobertas...&lt;br /&gt;Se tudo fosse perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Mãos não se uniriam&lt;br /&gt;E sonhos não seriam valorizados.&lt;br /&gt;Se tudo fosse perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Olhares não se completariam&lt;br /&gt;E gestos passavam despercebidos.&lt;br /&gt;Se tudo fosse perfeito&lt;br /&gt;As lágrimas não existiriam&lt;br /&gt;As palavras seriam perfeitas...&lt;br /&gt;Se tudo fosse perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Eu pularia no abismo&lt;br /&gt;Sem medo da morte&lt;br /&gt;Pois asas eu ganharia...&lt;br /&gt;Se tudo fosse perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Eu atravessaria o oceano&lt;br /&gt;Sem medo de ser levada pelas ondas&lt;br /&gt;Sem receios de me perder em suas profundezas.&lt;br /&gt;Se tudo fosse perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Dores não existiriam&lt;br /&gt;E a cura não seria procurada...&lt;br /&gt;Se tudo fosse perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Não haveria a busca pela perfeição...&lt;br /&gt;Nada é por acaso&lt;br /&gt;Pois nem o destino&lt;br /&gt;É Perfeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;- por Mario Quintana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-4800061013248894300?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eO7NcMsEsrg/TjE9hby86jI/AAAAAAAACYI/ZVAyfE2UQjM/s72-c/jack_dream_gif_4dc4fa25de.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><title>Mesmo que não fosse nada</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2011/05/mesmo-que-nao-fosse-nada.html</link><category>nada</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Mon, 30 May 2011 05:01:25 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-4502940484041249385</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://romapaulistafutsal.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/assustado_024.gif?w=260&amp;amp;h=201" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 201px;" src="http://romapaulistafutsal.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/assustado_024.gif?w=260&amp;amp;h=201" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Há tanta suavidade em nada dizer/ E tudo se entender." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Fernando Pessoa)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia: Nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Se não fosse a beleza,&lt;br /&gt;seria a graça;&lt;br /&gt;se não fosse a graça,&lt;br /&gt;seria a doçura,&lt;br /&gt;quem sabe? - a simpatia,&lt;br /&gt;ou até, talvez, - quem diria!&lt;br /&gt;apenas a risada.&lt;br /&gt;Mas mesmo que não fosse nada,&lt;br /&gt;ainda assim,&lt;br /&gt;seria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- por Flora Figueiredo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-4502940484041249385?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><title>Nada mais para se acrescentar</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2011/05/nada-mais-para-se-acrescentar.html</link><category>Aparências</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2011 19:47:25 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-1673599164105318337</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LPeFXi_A0hs/TcC9APGLSVI/AAAAAAAACX8/nQA0tWX-U2Q/s1600/escultor.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602685748198984018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LPeFXi_A0hs/TcC9APGLSVI/AAAAAAAACX8/nQA0tWX-U2Q/s400/escultor.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A perfeição é alcançada, não quando não existe nada mais para se acrescentar, mas quando não existe nada para se retirar."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(Antoine de Saint Exupery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia: Aparências&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Certa vez perguntaram ao escultor Michelangelo como fazia para criar obras tão magníficas.&lt;br /&gt;“É muito simples”, respondeu Michelangelo. “Quando olho um bloco de mármore, vejo a escultura dentro. Tudo que tenho que fazer é retirar as aparas”.&lt;br /&gt;No fundo, a vida é a arte de ver além das aparências.&lt;br /&gt;A obra de arte de nossa existência está, muitas vezes, coberta por anos de medos, culpas, indecisões. Mas se nós decidirmos tirar estas aparas, se não duvidarmos de nossa capacidade, seremos capazes de levar adiante a missão que nos foi destinada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- do blog de Paulo Coelho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-1673599164105318337?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LPeFXi_A0hs/TcC9APGLSVI/AAAAAAAACX8/nQA0tWX-U2Q/s72-c/escultor.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Medo apenas de ficar parado</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/12/medo-apenas-de-ficar-parado.html</link><category>Medo</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2011 03:14:21 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-2964252114631590524</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Não tenha medo de crescer lentamente. Tenha medo apenas de ficar parado."&lt;/strong&gt; (Provérbio chinês)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia: Parar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TPYtpWrafFI/AAAAAAAACXY/cWCobPd-3N0/s1600/bikkke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545670179638901842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TPYtpWrafFI/AAAAAAAACXY/cWCobPd-3N0/s400/bikkke.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Viver é como andar de bicicleta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra manter seu equilíbrio, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;você precisa se movimentar." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-2964252114631590524?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TPYtpWrafFI/AAAAAAAACXY/cWCobPd-3N0/s72-c/bikkke.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><item><title>Na direção de seus sonhos</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/12/na-direcao-de-seus-sonhos.html</link><category>Sonho</category><category>Feliz</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Tue, 28 Dec 2010 12:48:22 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-3431409570742178222</guid><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Vá confiantemente na direção de seus sonhos. Viva a vida que você imaginou."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Henry David Thoreau, 1817-1862) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TRpL7FbpHpI/AAAAAAAACXw/ZNRG9rqo8hQ/s1600/pl_2_detail_1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555836568757411474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TRpL7FbpHpI/AAAAAAAACXw/ZNRG9rqo8hQ/s400/pl_2_detail_1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Desejo a cada um leitor do Blog da Mélica um FELIZ 2011!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Que seja um ano com tudo de melhor: muito amor, felicidade, paz, saúde, dinheiro e muitos sonhos realizados..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Obrigada pelo carinho, pelos comentários e pela visita ao Blog durante todo o ano de 2010. Espero que voltem sempre!!!! :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Traduzindo:&lt;/strong&gt; "Para realizar grandes conquistas, devemos não apenas agir, mas também sonhar; não apenas planejar, mas também acreditar." ( Anatole France )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-3431409570742178222?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TRpL7FbpHpI/AAAAAAAACXw/ZNRG9rqo8hQ/s72-c/pl_2_detail_1.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Aproveitando Londres..</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/09/aproveitando-londres.html</link><category>viagem</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Sat, 25 Sep 2010 02:54:13 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-1598561639359164658</guid><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 semanas curtindo Londres - a terra da Rainha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TJ3FI9uBZGI/AAAAAAAACXA/5NYk7XBhEis/s1600/IMG_8363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TJ3FI9uBZGI/AAAAAAAACXA/5NYk7XBhEis/s320/IMG_8363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520785476023313506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Apesar de viajarmos o mundo para encontrar a beleza, devemos carregá-la conosco ou nós não a encontraremos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Ralph Waldo Emerson)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-1598561639359164658?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TJ3FI9uBZGI/AAAAAAAACXA/5NYk7XBhEis/s72-c/IMG_8363.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>A presença das estrelas</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/09/presenca-das-estrelas.html</link><category>Estrelas</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Sat, 04 Sep 2010 03:39:18 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-1881221223401898698</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TIIgjh9z-dI/AAAAAAAACWw/e7ib0r0Pla8/s1600/estrellas.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TIIgjh9z-dI/AAAAAAAACWw/e7ib0r0Pla8/s320/estrellas.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513004688640047570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Dois homens olharam através das grades da prisão;&lt;br /&gt;um viu a lama, o outro as estrelas."&lt;/strong&gt; (Santo Agostinho)&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia: Estrelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As coisas são inatingíveis? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ora, não há motivo para não querê-las. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que tristes os caminhos se não fora a presença distante das estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;por Mário Quintana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-1881221223401898698?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TIIgjh9z-dI/AAAAAAAACWw/e7ib0r0Pla8/s72-c/estrellas.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>De todas as paixões a mais forte</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/08/de-todas-as-paixoes-mais-forte.html</link><category>paixão</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Wed, 04 Aug 2010 03:24:56 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-5080361288658713363</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TFk-S1ETzNI/AAAAAAAACWI/MgCDMv7FrBs/s1600/ship.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TFk-S1ETzNI/AAAAAAAACWI/MgCDMv7FrBs/s320/ship.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501496913013492946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Aquele que reina dentro de si próprio e governa suas paixões, desejos, e medos, é mais que um rei." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(John Milton)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia: Paixões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;As paixões são como ventanias que inflam as velas dos navios fazendo-os navegar, outras vezes podem fazê-los naufragar, mas se não fossem elas, não haveria viagens, nem aventuras, nem descobertas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O amor é de todas as paixões a mais forte, pois ataca simultaneamente a cabeça, o coração e os sentidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;- frases de Voltaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-5080361288658713363?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TFk-S1ETzNI/AAAAAAAACWI/MgCDMv7FrBs/s72-c/ship.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Eles não têm metade da força</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/07/eles-nao-tem-metade-da-forca.html</link><category>Obstáculos</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jul 2010 06:22:34 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-3533046264929285151</guid><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Enfrente seus obstáculos e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;faça alguma coisa em relação a eles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TE2LVnuz-gI/AAAAAAAACWA/tpMA5lJA2fU/s1600/dinazinha_burro-leao.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TE2LVnuz-gI/AAAAAAAACWA/tpMA5lJA2fU/s400/dinazinha_burro-leao.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498203923648084482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Você descobrirá que eles não têm metade da força&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;que você pensava que eles tinham. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- por Norman Vincent Peale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-3533046264929285151?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TE2LVnuz-gI/AAAAAAAACWA/tpMA5lJA2fU/s72-c/dinazinha_burro-leao.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Para preservar a relação</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/06/para-preservar-relacao.html</link><category>casamento</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jul 2010 06:05:06 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-8097173622442166167</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TE2H0v8WCDI/AAAAAAAACVw/OYkU2alT06E/s1600/casal_apaixonado.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TE2H0v8WCDI/AAAAAAAACVw/OYkU2alT06E/s320/casal_apaixonado.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498200060381759538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Nossa vida é o que nossos pensamentos fazem dela. Um homem descobrirá que conforme ele altera seus pensamentos em relação às coisas e às outras pessoas, as coisas e as outras pessoas mudarão para com ele." &lt;/strong&gt;(James Allen)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tema do dia: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relação&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Veja dicas para manter um casamento duradouro e feliz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object height="270" width="445"&gt;                            &lt;embed src="http://videos.r7.com/r7/media/video/liquid3player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="270" flashvars="&amp;amp;idmedia=68ec49d884ce13ed74ae02dbbe08a920&amp;amp;playerHash=c9f0f895fb98ab9159f51fd0297e236d&amp;amp;link=http://noticias.r7.com/videos/veja-dicas-para-manter-um-casamento-duradouro-e-feliz/idmedia/68ec49d884ce13ed74ae02dbbe08a920.html&amp;amp;playerUrl=http://videos.r7.com/r7/media/video/liquid3player.swf&amp;amp;thumbnailPreview=http://webcast.sambatech.com.br/000482/account/8/3/thumbnail/media/68ec49d884ce13ed74ae02dbbe08a920/frame145552915759466153.png?c593e66de0e460110dd9672728551f8e0b39f1fa8e06087f2309086b933f205a117ddcc71683b4a38657bc783cdbf5aa21fd24b9f80b79b34522fbe64a583cbe90223d5740200fb3cd95ceda83434ede1fc35d821e74d467f440e209db2bf05f&amp;amp;serverAddress=http://webcast.liquidplatform.com/1.5/messagebroker/player"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segundo especialistas, compreensão, respeito, sinceridade e alguns pequenos gestos como elogios e jantar romântico são dicas para preservar a relação.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-8097173622442166167?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TE2H0v8WCDI/AAAAAAAACVw/OYkU2alT06E/s72-c/casal_apaixonado.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><enclosure url="http://videos.r7.com/r7/media/video/liquid3player.swf" length="143060" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><media:content url="http://videos.r7.com/r7/media/video/liquid3player.swf" fileSize="143060" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><itunes:subtitle> "Nossa vida é o que nossos pensamentos fazem dela. Um homem descobrirá que conforme ele altera seus pensamentos em relação às coisas e às outras pessoas, as coisas e as outras pessoas mudarão para com ele." (James Allen) Tema do dia: Relação Veja dicas p</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</itunes:author><itunes:summary> "Nossa vida é o que nossos pensamentos fazem dela. Um homem descobrirá que conforme ele altera seus pensamentos em relação às coisas e às outras pessoas, as coisas e as outras pessoas mudarão para com ele." (James Allen) Tema do dia: Relação Veja dicas para manter um casamento duradouro e feliz  Segundo especialistas, compreensão, respeito, sinceridade e alguns pequenos gestos como elogios e jantar romântico são dicas para preservar a relação.</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>casamento</itunes:keywords></item><item><title>Quando eu menos merecer</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/06/quando-eu-menos-merecer.html</link><category>Merecimento</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jun 2010 10:30:24 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-6220333587987673669</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TBJwSt4x18I/AAAAAAAACVo/ckJy2bqoTcg/s1600/procure.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TBJwSt4x18I/AAAAAAAACVo/ckJy2bqoTcg/s400/procure.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481567163321014210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A grandeza não consiste em receber honras, mas em merecê-las."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Aristóteles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia: Merecimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;É sem razão, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;e é sem merecimento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que a gente a sorte maldiz:&lt;br /&gt;Quanto a mim, sempre odiei o sofrimento,&lt;br /&gt;Mas nunca soube ser feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;por Mário Quintana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-6220333587987673669?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TBJwSt4x18I/AAAAAAAACVo/ckJy2bqoTcg/s72-c/procure.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Aquilo que queremos</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/06/aquilo-que-queremos.html</link><category>Sonho</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Fri, 04 Jun 2010 00:13:34 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-3174705852175842965</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TAij9AJ27wI/AAAAAAAACVY/vlUnjh4lYcc/s1600/sonho.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478809215104904962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TAij9AJ27wI/AAAAAAAACVY/vlUnjh4lYcc/s320/sonho.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sonhe prar ser feliz. Este é o melhor sonho." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Genisis)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia: Sonho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Sonhe com aquilo que você quiser, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;porque você possui apenas uma vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;e nela só temos uma chance de fazer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;aquilo que queremos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Minuto de Sabedoria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-3174705852175842965?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/TAij9AJ27wI/AAAAAAAACVY/vlUnjh4lYcc/s72-c/sonho.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Acreditar em si mesmo leva a um destino</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2009/11/acreditar-em-si-mesmo-leva-um-destino.html</link><category>caminho</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2010 09:14:08 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-8931899396484400263</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S_v240YyI-I/AAAAAAAACVQ/slLOHjBE5iQ/s1600/98caminho.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S_v240YyI-I/AAAAAAAACVQ/slLOHjBE5iQ/s320/98caminho.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475241227994670050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Acreditar em si mesmo leva a um destino infinito.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acreditar que você falhou é o fim da sua jornada."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Sarah Meredith)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia: Acreditar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Talvez meio caminho andado seja a gente acreditar no que faz e saber que outros creem em nós. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;E não há palavras que descrevam o que sentimos ao saber dos sacrifícios a que eles se impõem por crerem não apenas em nós, mas também no que cremos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- por Albert Einstein.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-8931899396484400263?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S_v240YyI-I/AAAAAAAACVQ/slLOHjBE5iQ/s72-c/98caminho.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><title>Uma questão de ponto de vista</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/04/uma-questao-de-ponto-de-vista.html</link><category>recomeço</category><category>ponto de vista</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Mon, 26 Apr 2010 05:03:38 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-5924848324798397289</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S9WBE3XqOFI/AAAAAAAACVI/v25TpGvgAes/s1600/pateta_bananeira.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S9WBE3XqOFI/AAAAAAAACVI/v25TpGvgAes/s200/pateta_bananeira.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464415643466610770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando sua vida parece estar de ponta cabeça ... plante bananeira.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo é uma questão de ponto de vista&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia:  Ponto de vista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;É loucura... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Odiar todas as rosas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Porque uma te espetou... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Entregar todos os teus sonhos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Porque um deles não se realizou... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Perder a fé em todas as orações &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Porque numa não foste atendido... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Desistir de todos os esforços &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Porque um deles fracassou... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Condenar todas as amizades &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Porque uma te traiu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Descrer de todo amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Porque um deles te foi infiel... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Jogar fora todas as chances de ser feliz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Porque uma tentativa não deu certo.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Espero que na tua caminhada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Não cometa estas loucuras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Lembrando que sempre ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Há uma outra C h a n c e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Uma outra A m i z a d e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Um outro A m o r &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Uma nova F o r ç a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;É só ser p e r s e v e r a n t e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Procurar ser mais f e l i z a cada dia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A glória não consiste em jamais cair, mas sim de erguer-se toda vez que for necessário!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-5924848324798397289?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S9WBE3XqOFI/AAAAAAAACVI/v25TpGvgAes/s72-c/pateta_bananeira.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><title>Prioridade em sua vida</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/03/prioridade-em-sua-vida.html</link><category>verdade</category><category>Relacionamento</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Tue, 13 Apr 2010 03:15:31 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-4285727555574291022</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S6DRYyrp1TI/AAAAAAAACUo/OVhZirDVVc8/s1600-h/couple.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S6DRYyrp1TI/AAAAAAAACUo/OVhZirDVVc8/s200/couple.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449585772970235186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Não permita que uma pessoa seja prioridade em sua vida se você é apenas uma opção na dela. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os relacionamentos funcionam melhor quando são equilibrados."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia: Relacionamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estudo revela segredo para relacionamento dar certo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A pesquisa descobriu que homens e mulheres que disseram ser mais verdadeiros consigo mesmos também se comportaram de forma mais íntima e menos destrutiva com seu parceiro, o que os levou a sentir que sua relação era mais positiva. Além disso, eles relataram ter um bem-estar pessoal maior. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;FONTE: http://noticias.r7.com/tecnologia-e-ciencia/noticias/para-relacionamento-dar-certo-pessoa-precisa-ser-verdadeira-consigo-mesma-20100316.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Um conhecimento verdadeiro de nós mesmos é conhecimento de nosso poder."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Mark Rutherford)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-4285727555574291022?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S6DRYyrp1TI/AAAAAAAACUo/OVhZirDVVc8/s72-c/couple.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><title>Seu coração de criança</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/04/seu-coracao-de-crianca.html</link><category>Coração</category><category>Páscoa</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Fri, 02 Apr 2010 04:09:05 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-8888537099949486601</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S7XOIswrjXI/AAAAAAAACU4/jOWesRqBvkg/s1600/PascoaCoracao.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S7XOIswrjXI/AAAAAAAACU4/jOWesRqBvkg/s320/PascoaCoracao.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455493172478840178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Um homem superior é aquele que não perdeu seu coração de criança.&lt;/strong&gt;" (Provérbio chinês)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Para comemorar uma Feliz Páscoa.. nada melhor que chocolate (e fazendo bem ao coração):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;É que um estudo realizado por pesquisadores alemães com quase 20 mil pessoas, ao longo de 10 anos, constatou que quem consumia chocolate com maior concentração de cacau de maneira moderada e regular tinha pressão sanguínea mais baixa e um risco 39% menor de sofrer um ataque cardíaco ou ter um AVC. Eles atribuem o fato aos flavonóides, substância encontrada no fruto. (fonte: Portal R7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="270" width="445"&gt;                            &lt;embed src="http://videos.r7.com/r7/media/video/liquid3player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="270" flashvars="&amp;amp;idmedia=a09219a6773ab843917035a91e5b2e1f&amp;amp;playerHash=c9f0f895fb98ab9159f51fd0297e236d&amp;amp;link=http://noticias.r7.com/videos/chocolate-ajuda-a-diminuir-o-risco-de-ter-doencas-cardiacas/idmedia/a09219a6773ab843917035a91e5b2e1f.html&amp;amp;playerUrl=http://videos.r7.com/r7/media/video/liquid3player.swf&amp;amp;thumbnailPreview=http://webcast.sambatech.com.br/000482/account/8/3/thumbnail/media/a09219a6773ab843917035a91e5b2e1f/REC_FB_CHOCOLATEFAZBEM_470kbps_2010-04-010.8674862994812429.jpg?c593e66de0e460110dd9672728551f8e0b39f1fa8e06087f2309086b933f205a117ddcc71683b4a38657bc783cdbf5aa21fd24b9f80b79b34522fbe64a583ce91c3b38c808ee1f34cd806b79653974bcec679456dcaee5be65d683db5f01ed16&amp;amp;serverAddress=http://webcast.liquidplatform.com/1.5/messagebroker/player"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Se você abre o seu coração, o amor abre a sua mente." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Charles John Quarto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-8888537099949486601?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S7XOIswrjXI/AAAAAAAACU4/jOWesRqBvkg/s72-c/PascoaCoracao.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><enclosure url="http://videos.r7.com/r7/media/video/liquid3player.swf" length="143060" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><media:content url="http://videos.r7.com/r7/media/video/liquid3player.swf" fileSize="143060" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><itunes:subtitle> "Um homem superior é aquele que não perdeu seu coração de criança." (Provérbio chinês) Tema do dia: Chocolate Para comemorar uma Feliz Páscoa.. nada melhor que chocolate (e fazendo bem ao coração): É que um estudo realizado por pesquisadores alemães com </itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</itunes:author><itunes:summary> "Um homem superior é aquele que não perdeu seu coração de criança." (Provérbio chinês) Tema do dia: Chocolate Para comemorar uma Feliz Páscoa.. nada melhor que chocolate (e fazendo bem ao coração): É que um estudo realizado por pesquisadores alemães com quase 20 mil pessoas, ao longo de 10 anos, constatou que quem consumia chocolate com maior concentração de cacau de maneira moderada e regular tinha pressão sanguínea mais baixa e um risco 39% menor de sofrer um ataque cardíaco ou ter um AVC. Eles atribuem o fato aos flavonóides, substância encontrada no fruto. (fonte: Portal R7) "Se você abre o seu coração, o amor abre a sua mente." (Charles John Quarto)</itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>Coração, Páscoa</itunes:keywords></item><item><title>A força que vive dentro de nós</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/03/forca-que-vive-dentro-de-nos.html</link><category>fábula</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Thu, 18 Mar 2010 08:07:13 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-4279796123781673663</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S6JA-DJP0mI/AAAAAAAACUw/GNgh_m_ir1A/s1600-h/bau.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S6JA-DJP0mI/AAAAAAAACUw/GNgh_m_ir1A/s320/bau.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449989933811880546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fábula do baú e o viajante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Havia um viajante que no seu percurso encontrou um baú..&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Dentro dele, acreditou ter algo bem valioso, então ele achou que valia a pena carregar todo ouro do baú consigo por todo seu trajeto.&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Com o tempo, o viajante começou a questionar se de fato havia mesmo algo de valor, pois a cada dia que passava o baú ficava cada vez mais pesado e isto só aumentava a dúvida dele se valia a pena carregar todo aquele peso consigo.. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No dia que resolveu desistir de carregá-lo, ele encontrou um mago que o viu deixando o baú e continuando seu trajeto...&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O mago parou-o e questionou: - Você não quer mais seu tesouro?&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O viajante respondeu: - Está muito pesado para eu carregar. Este baú virou um problema em minha viagem, acrescentou. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O mago pegou o baú, segurou com facilidade e disse: &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Na verdade não é que o baú que esteja pesado, e sim você que perdeu a força de carregá-lo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral da história:&lt;/strong&gt; O peso e o valor das coisas que encontramos na nossa vida, somos nós quem damos ou perdemos ao logo do tempo. O segredo de mantê-los está na força que vive dentro de nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fonte: Mélica. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-4279796123781673663?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S6JA-DJP0mI/AAAAAAAACUw/GNgh_m_ir1A/s72-c/bau.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><title>Lidere, siga.. ou saia do caminho</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/03/lidere-siga-ou-saia-do-caminho.html</link><category>caminho</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Tue, 13 Apr 2010 03:16:17 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-5024303202489175848</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S5pVcyq1qHI/AAAAAAAACUA/LFHQ2AzemQI/s1600-h/caminho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S5pVcyq1qHI/AAAAAAAACUA/LFHQ2AzemQI/s320/caminho.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447760652384184434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Aqueles que dizem que algo não pode ser feito deveriam sair do caminho daqueles que estão fazendo."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Joel Arthur Barker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia: Caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;As pessoas tomam diferentes caminhos procurando satisfação e felicidade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Só porque elas não estão na mesma estrada que você, não significa que elas estejam perdidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;por H. Jackson Brown, Jr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Lidere, siga... ou saia do caminho."&lt;/strong&gt; (Ted Turner)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-5024303202489175848?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S5pVcyq1qHI/AAAAAAAACUA/LFHQ2AzemQI/s72-c/caminho.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Nem Deus, nem o homem, nem o Mundo</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2009/03/nem-deus-nem-o-homem-nem-o-mundo.html</link><category>mulher</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 02:30:55 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-8271201065773575549</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/SbOwgqLG0RI/AAAAAAAACHQ/YGT8F2RQNqs/s1600-h/rosa.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310782460723122450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/SbOwgqLG0RI/AAAAAAAACHQ/YGT8F2RQNqs/s400/rosa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Os homens sabem mais sobre tudo, exceto o que as mulheres sabem melhor."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Mary Anne Evans - George Eliot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia: Mulher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;No começo Deus criou o mundo e descansou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Então, Ele criou o homem e descansou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Depois, criou a mulher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Desde então, nem Deus, nem o homem, nem o Mundo, tiveram mais descanso."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-por Luis Fernando Veríssimo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dia especial pra celebrar quem somos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nossos ideais e nossas conquistas!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;PARABÉNS, MULHERES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-8271201065773575549?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/SbOwgqLG0RI/AAAAAAAACHQ/YGT8F2RQNqs/s72-c/rosa.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Fórmulas absolutas para viver</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/02/formulas-absolutas-para-viver.html</link><category>Existência</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Fri, 19 Feb 2010 03:22:31 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-7316387507236421732</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S33OTEYl17I/AAAAAAAACTg/LFyENfmoImA/s1600-h/que-es-filosofia.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S33OTEYl17I/AAAAAAAACTg/LFyENfmoImA/s200/que-es-filosofia.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439730751923148722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A meta da existência é encontrar felicidade, o que significa encontrar interesse."&lt;/strong&gt;- Alexandre Sutherland Neill&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia: Existência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Eu não aceito quaisquer fórmulas absolutas para viver. Nenhum código pré-concebido pode ver à frente tudo o que pode acontecer na vida de um homem. Conforme vivemos, crescemos e nossas crenças mudam. Elas devem mudar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Assim, penso que devemos viver com esta constante descoberta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Devemos ser abertos para esta aventura em um grau elevado de consciência de viver. Devemos apostar nossa inteira existência em nossa disposição para explorar e experimentar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;- por Martin Buber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Neste episódio do Café Filosófico, exibido pela TV Cultura, "A Existência como Doença" faz um paralelo entre como o homem contemporâneo lida com suas angústias e o homem ao longo da história conviveu com sentimentos tão pessoais. A palestrante Márcia Tiburi, agora popular por sua participação no programa Saia Justa (GNT), é autora de três livros, professora e doutora em Filosofia pela UFRS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e2cm2ug-jOo&amp;amp;hl=sv_SE&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Outras palestras: http://migre.me/ktQu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-7316387507236421732?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S33OTEYl17I/AAAAAAAACTg/LFyENfmoImA/s72-c/que-es-filosofia.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><enclosure url="http://www.youtube.com/v/e2cm2ug-jOo&amp;amp;hl=sv_SE&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" length="1056" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><media:content url="http://www.youtube.com/v/e2cm2ug-jOo&amp;amp;hl=sv_SE&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" fileSize="1056" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><itunes:subtitle> "A meta da existência é encontrar felicidade, o que significa encontrar interesse."- Alexandre Sutherland Neill Tema do dia: Existência Eu não aceito quaisquer fórmulas absolutas para viver. Nenhum código pré-concebido pode ver à frente tudo o que pode a</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</itunes:author><itunes:summary> "A meta da existência é encontrar felicidade, o que significa encontrar interesse."- Alexandre Sutherland Neill Tema do dia: Existência Eu não aceito quaisquer fórmulas absolutas para viver. Nenhum código pré-concebido pode ver à frente tudo o que pode acontecer na vida de um homem. Conforme vivemos, crescemos e nossas crenças mudam. Elas devem mudar.  Assim, penso que devemos viver com esta constante descoberta.  Devemos ser abertos para esta aventura em um grau elevado de consciência de viver. Devemos apostar nossa inteira existência em nossa disposição para explorar e experimentar.- por Martin Buber. ***Neste episódio do Café Filosófico, exibido pela TV Cultura, "A Existência como Doença" faz um paralelo entre como o homem contemporâneo lida com suas angústias e o homem ao longo da história conviveu com sentimentos tão pessoais. A palestrante Márcia Tiburi, agora popular por sua participação no programa Saia Justa (GNT), é autora de três livros, professora e doutora em Filosofia pela UFRS. Outras palestras: http://migre.me/ktQu </itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>Existência</itunes:keywords></item><item><title>O impacto da atitude na vida</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-impacto-da-atitude-na-vida.html</link><category>Impacto</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Sat, 13 Feb 2010 04:06:33 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-5029469349818356162</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S3aVPrh5g4I/AAAAAAAACTQ/VC0p7PDvEdw/s1600-h/plantando-arboles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S3aVPrh5g4I/AAAAAAAACTQ/VC0p7PDvEdw/s200/plantando-arboles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437697696711934850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Uma vida não é importante, a não ser pelo impacto que causa em outras vidas."&lt;/strong&gt; (Jackie Robinson)&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia: Impacto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Quanto mais eu vivo, mais eu percebo o impacto da atitude na vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ela é mais importante que o passado, que a educação, que o dinheiro, que as circunstâncias, que os fracassos, que os sucessos, e do que as outras pessoas pensam, dizem, ou fazem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- por Chuck Swindoll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falando nisso..&lt;/strong&gt; Veja este vídeo sobre o  documentário "No Impact Man" que mostra Beavan e sua família passando um ano gerando o menor impacto possível sobre o meio ambiente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="392"&gt;&lt;embed width="480" height="392" flashvars="midiaId=1177206&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;width=480&amp;amp;height=392" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" src="http://video.globo.com/Portal/videos/cda/player/player.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-5029469349818356162?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S3aVPrh5g4I/AAAAAAAACTQ/VC0p7PDvEdw/s72-c/plantando-arboles.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><enclosure url="http://video.globo.com/Portal/videos/cda/player/player.swf" length="99494" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><media:content url="http://video.globo.com/Portal/videos/cda/player/player.swf" fileSize="99494" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><itunes:subtitle> "Uma vida não é importante, a não ser pelo impacto que causa em outras vidas." (Jackie Robinson) Tema do dia: ImpactoQuanto mais eu vivo, mais eu percebo o impacto da atitude na vida. Ela é mais importante que o passado, que a educação, que o dinheiro, q</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</itunes:author><itunes:summary> "Uma vida não é importante, a não ser pelo impacto que causa em outras vidas." (Jackie Robinson) Tema do dia: ImpactoQuanto mais eu vivo, mais eu percebo o impacto da atitude na vida. Ela é mais importante que o passado, que a educação, que o dinheiro, que as circunstâncias, que os fracassos, que os sucessos, e do que as outras pessoas pensam, dizem, ou fazem. - por Chuck Swindoll Falando nisso.. Veja este vídeo sobre o  documentário "No Impact Man" que mostra Beavan e sua família passando um ano gerando o menor impacto possível sobre o meio ambiente. </itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>Impacto</itunes:keywords></item><item><title>Limitado de metas</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/02/limitado-de-metas.html</link><category>Energia</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 03:38:20 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-3173600841969821103</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S2_3Hus06bI/AAAAAAAACSw/_cb248q7W6Y/s1600-h/energia-solar.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S2_3Hus06bI/AAAAAAAACSw/_cb248q7W6Y/s200/energia-solar.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435834987426671026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Nada pode dar mais poder à sua vida do que concentrar todas as suas energias em um conjunto limitado de metas."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;(Nido Qubein)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tema do dia: Energia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Quando permite que os outros roubem seu tempo, sua energia ou sua paz de espírito, você está disperdiçando sua força interior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Se afim de evitar conflitos, você faz mil rodeios para pedir o que quer, ou se não determina limites para alguém que suga as suas energias, está entregando o controle de sua vida a outras pessoa. E ao fazer isso, você está declarando que não merece ter as suas necessidades atendidas. Para a maioria de nós, colocar as necessidades dos outros na frente das nossas é um hábito inconsciente que carregamos desde a infância. Carentes de amor e aprovação, instintivamente dizemos "sim" sem considerar as consequências.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É da natureza humana querer se sentir amado, apreciado e valorizado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;por Cheryl Richardson, em "Seja Dono do Seu Nariz".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-3173600841969821103?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S2_3Hus06bI/AAAAAAAACSw/_cb248q7W6Y/s72-c/energia-solar.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><title>Anos de apredizado</title><link>http://mel-melica.blogspot.com/2010/02/anos-de-apredizados.html</link><category>blog</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Blog da Mélica)</author><pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 03:43:35 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208746136092532487.post-4884811525202755764</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S2hTTGh9rXI/AAAAAAAACQs/I5HH_fGmyfs/s1600-h/bolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S2hTTGh9rXI/AAAAAAAACQs/I5HH_fGmyfs/s200/bolo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433684538058190194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Nos dias quotidianos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É que se passam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os anos."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Millôr Fernandes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tema do dia: Anos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;3 anos blogando!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anos de apredizado, reflexões, experiências: vida.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Os anos ensinam muitas coisas que os dias desconhecem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S2_4Mo1mejI/AAAAAAAACTA/dgMmZVCe638/s1600-h/IMG_89+(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S2_4Mo1mejI/AAAAAAAACTA/dgMmZVCe638/s400/IMG_89+(Large).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435836171263834674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/strong&gt; Obrigada pelos parabéns, pela visita.. fiquei feliz hoje em lê os recados! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Muita energia boa pra todos.. Beijos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208746136092532487-4884811525202755764?l=mel-melica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGVwdeUgoAA/S2hTTGh9rXI/AAAAAAAACQs/I5HH_fGmyfs/s72-c/bolo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></item><media:rating>nonadult</media:rating></channel></rss>

