Are you fond of traveling or are you happiest when in front of your typewriter in a quiet room?
For me being alive - meaning being able to meet people and travel - is what brings me joy. It’s only by living intensively that I’m able to gather enough experiences, emotions, that later on guide me when I decide to write.
Talking about travels, I am going to see Ma donna at the travel agency. She is printing my E ticket.
Fills me up with so much Energy. I am flying high already.
I’ll go for an encore (bis)
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You elevate me to a different level just by reading you. For that and so much else - I am encouraged to expand beyond my small minded comfort zone. ~ Joie
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Travel means, leaving everything that is familiar and going into the unknown. Only those who are not afraid to take this risk can fully experience the true meaning of living.
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A veces nos dejamos llevar pensando que si viajamos seremos más sabios y de paso, más felices. Para mi es más sabio abrir los sentidos y mirar a nuestro alrededor: Fuente de Inspiración.
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Travel is a password to get to know the soul of the world…in a way. :-)
love
Agnieszka
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The simple pleasure of meeting people brings -abundance -Joy for ever .Blessings Tania
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Travel is a continous way of learning. Travel when you are still alive and healthy..To travel with someone you love brings more hapiness to share…
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Meeting people is a source. Giving and receiving is so precious for love.
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Traveling, meeting people… & sharing your experiences for the good of others, thank you dear Paulo.
Love & share Love, Paul
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Dear Paulo Coelho,
Being alive, for you, means to meet people, live intensively and travel.
Gathering all the emotions and sentiments your sensitive, poetic soul can take and put them into …words. Thank you once again for offering us your wisdom.
Love,
Thelma
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Yesterday, I read an article in a news paper where several writers were interviewed about where they do their writing. A male author was pictured with a lap top sitting beside his children watching tv. Another, female writer goes to a cabin into the woods, the cabin haven’t belonged to a famous author. One man sat in a room with a lot of Nazi effects, where numerous people had been tortured and killed, as he was writing a history piece. A lady said she had to sit at a hip cafe, where kids were too young to bother her, while she was writing. I like your answer; to travel, to meet people.
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