Read the new issues from “Warrior of the Light Online” :
Issue nº 175 : The two drops of oil
Edição nº 175 : As duas gotas de óleo
Edición nº 175 : Las dos gotas de aceite
Édition nº 175 : Les deux gouttes d’huile
Edizione nº 175 : Le due gocce d’olio
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It sounds like a chinese story in which we are taught that while traveling dont forget the road,only thinking to the aim.We may lose many beautyful things in life being too stuck in some rules,or prejudices,and we may shut doors to new interesting things.
Absolutely wonderful, Thank you.
Love.
Hi all
I just want to share this video with all of you.
Take care and enjoy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1f0TgH9nblo&feature=PlayList&p=49B9CF1162A0B211&index=31
That is a great skill in life – to take care of the detail, but also to keep in view the ensemble.
Dear Paulo Coelho,
In your book impressions 1998-2005 you give me the reasons why for life in general. I wanted to thank you for that personally. With this I hope it’s noticed. Thank you!
Ingrid, the Netherlands.
It sounds like a chinese story in which we are taught that while traveling dont forget the road,only thinking to the aim.We may lose many beautyful things in life being too stuck in some rules,or prejudices,and we may shut doors to new interesting things.
One of my oldest friends and I were discussing The Alchemist yesterday, she said she was sure she had read it (but couldn’t remember), but she thought it was on her shelf.
This morning (before I read this), she telephoned me to say that it was indeed on her shelf, and that she was really enjoying reading it especially as she had lived in Tarifa for two months (back in the early eighties).
She went there affter she split from her boyfriend, she sold her car and her posessions, all her friends told her she was mad but she was insistant that she wanted to go.
I wanted you to know that I have relayed the message that your newsletter contains, and also your MySpace blog, and she is really overjoyed because it is very poignant to her at this time (as also to me).
Many thanks
I heard that tale I was 6.
My brother’s godfather was used to narrate him such stories, and I could hear them sometimes. I could remember it, because, I thought hours to understand what was that story about, as many others. But also what was that oil about: magic one?
The kind of questions, that my teachers then refused to answer to, pretending it was never appropriate; as the wrong one.
The godfather was too impressive for I asked him, and moreover he had only eyes for my brother. And I was not supposed to hear…
I think the only way to take those two drops into the spoon, is to to take time in walking, being aware of what is going around.