After some time that is now, i am here and surprised that you had Transiberian trip as i did – through mongolia- … what makes difference is you paulo you r already touched the heart people on earth and i only did it to myslef :-)
greetings zumrut
It is so amazing that you’ve traveled the Tanssiberian route, which ends up in the city where i am coming from. Unfortunately, i wasn’t able to see you there, because i live in another country now. I hope during your time in Russia you’ve had an opportunity to feel that our cultures have a lot of similarities. I’m dating a Brazilian boy now and every time i am surprised – i cook exactly the same food he used to eat in Brasil, the same way of thinking, the same habits. Isn’t it just a wonderful world? ;)
Good luck to you Paulo in everything you do! Thank you for visiting my country!
))))
Thank you. I have thought the same many times, about passing from somewhere for the first and last time, but I was told that trees and animals are under the Archangel of their species, they do not have 'individuality'. The saddest thing in life is that we have to say 'good byes' to people that we love, that are a part of our lives. The most unbearable is the last farewell, death. LOVE, THELMA
El viajar en tren es uno de los actos más placenteros que un individuo puede tener, donde uno puede respirar adentro y hondo alegrías del corazón, y no es para nada un acto de sacrificio o incomodidad, es más bien un encuentro de regocijo y felicidad.
Felicidades Paulo y gracias por haberme hecho ver que uno deja de lado los miedos cuando uno viaja y está en movimiento.
Saludos desde los Andes Americanos
Cecilia
I finally heard your voice! I was watching the video in English(I decided to see the video finally) but then I switched back to Portuguese because I wanted to listen to your voice, in the language you speak.
Well, I bought “Like the Flowing River” and “Confessions of a Pilgrim” by Juan Arias in the first week of October and am very glad I did. When will the English translation of The Wizard be out, please ,and made available in India? Felicidade wrote me saying the book is written in Portuguese. The only word in Portuguese I know is obrigado!
I was amazed to learn through both these books ,of your interest in Indian yoga and our sacred texts. I did have a question for you when I read Brida but I am glad I trusted my instincts and waited (not knowing why) before asking that question.
Right now, I am so glad to have seen you in action. I love your eyes – so gentle- like liquid pools of light divine. And that beautiful , gentle, all- encompassing smile.I had written earlier in a post that I envied the people who met you while checking out ALL the pictures in the Virtual Exhibition. But when I read your definition of envy in Confessions, well that’s not what I had felt. Now I think that they are lucky,(happy-lucky not wistful-lucky) all those who met you. And surely that’s a blessing! Meetings…
Here’s wishing you the very best at the Frankfurt Book Fair tomorrow.
I love it!!! i watched it last week in a satelite channel in Rome, already i recordered to see again!!! and its true when we are in anyplace what we see its the last time we see it in that way and in that programm you say that Brida wasnt traduced initalian and my husband give me the surprise next day with Brida in italian!!!
Grazie Paulo!
Wendy, a peruvian soul in a roman place
Beautiful Paulo ..Just love the way you describe that about the trees – we are lucky to be part of the universe .I just enjoyed so much watching your transiberian (easy to write than say it ) ,,trip .
Love Tania
Wonderful wisdom of beeing present,thet would do us all good when we would be able to appart ourselfs,and triviality of which are we so attach.Beautiful and true,sometimes we are meeting people for the first and last time in our lives,although they are becoming part of us and staying forever in,we are ought,or not,to say goodbuy.But their light is staying inside and shining through.Beauty of love.
“C’est peut etre le fruit de mon imagination les ames ont besoin de la pluie, mais d’une autre sorte: L’espoir, la foi, la raison de vivre.Sinon meme si le corps continuait a vivre ,l’ame deperissait.
”
“Un enfant peut toujours enseigner trois choses a l’adulte : etre content sans raison, s’occuper toujours a quelque chose et savoir exiger de toutes ses forces – ce qu’il desire.”
“Le courage est la peur qui fait ses prieres.” Auteur inconnu
Hola que tal, buenas noches a todos en especial a usted mi querido escritor…
Realmente fué muy emosionante poder compartir un pequeño pedazo de un hermoso vieje, en el que pudo compartir con personas como yo que le admiran muchísimo como persona y como escritor.
Me encantaría poder conocerle personalmente, y de ante mano puedo garantizarle que Venezuela tiene las puertas abiertas para usted y todo su marvilloso equipo de trabajo, realmente mi país estaría muy honrado con su cálida presencia…
“My friend from Asia has magic and powers,
he plucks a blue leaf from the young blue-gum
and gazing upon it, gathering and quieting the God in his mind, creates an ocean more real than the ocean, the salt, the actual
appalling presence, the power of the waters.
He believes that nothing is real except as we make it….”
Thank you, Paulo Coelho, for sharing your journey with us.
Thank you. I have thought the same many times, about passing from somewhere for the first and last time, but I was told that trees and animals are under the Archangel of their species, they do not have ‘individuality’.
The saddest thing in life is that we have to say ‘good byes’ to people that we love, that are a part of our lives. The most unbearable is the last farewell, death.
LOVE,
THELMA
Desculpe,não entendi o vídeo,não entendo a língua inglesa e pouco sei do italiano.Bom…na verdade tenho curiosidade em saber do que se trata(Aliás,tenho que estudar o inglês mais profundamente…rs)
Tenho 16 anos.Moro no Brasil numa cidade a 90 Km de São Paulo ás margens da Dutra.Já faz alguns dias que acabei de ler “O Alquimista”e me encantei com a história.Estou aqui para te dar os parabens pela obra(Embora sei que ja faz muito tempo que essa história foi escrita…Eu nem era nascido!)
Acabei me identificando o Santiago,com o livro aprendi a correr atras do sonhos e a sonhá-los mais intensamente.Também vi que Deus está na verdade nas coisas mais simples da vida e são essas coisas simples que fazem a gente ser feliz.
Li o livro duas vezes.E no último dia antes de entregá-lo à biblioteca de minha cidade,uma colega de sala de aula me indicou outro livro seu.”Onze minutos”.
Estou lendo ele agora.Confesso que fiquei meio chocado no começo mas agora estou vendo que Maria,assim como o Santiago,quer apenas realizar os seus sonhos.
Estou curiosíssimo para saber o final de Onze minutos,aliás já estou na página 101.
Agora não sei que livro ler depois de Onze minutos…
Enfim…Obrigado.A gente nem se conhece…talvez você nem leia esse comentário,mas mesmo assim saiba que seus livros fazem a gente sonhar
como disse o Sr.Maurice Gravelines,o homem a quem você dedica o livro que esto lendo atualmente.(Não consegui definição melhor do que a do velho Maurice…)
Thinking of the trees smiling to you and saying hello is so poetic, and makes me compare you to Don Helder Camara’s way of viewing the world.
I find Good Bye’s so sad I cannot do them. Instead I always say; ‘See you again’. Traveling the modern way in motorized devices, is very different from walking step by step on our feet, where we can touch and smell and have a much richer encounter with plants and animals and nature. Some places I love the most, I spend much more time and physically know each plant and little creature living there.
For those people able to meet you on your way along the Transiberian route, I’m sure they all agree, any second, any minute in your presence, is worth it. The short moments in life where we are truly loved, are spiritual nutrition to go on for a long, long time.
I believe that when we look for love courageously, it reveals itself, and we attract even more love. If one person really wants us, everyone does. But if we’re alone, we become even more alone. Life is strange…
After some time that is now, i am here and surprised that you had Transiberian trip as i did – through mongolia- … what makes difference is you paulo you r already touched the heart people on earth and i only did it to myslef :-)
greetings zumrut
What a lovely video! So good to see you Paulo!
I am sure the trees and the plants and all of nature Loves you too!
When are you coming to LA?
Love
C.
It is so amazing that you’ve traveled the Tanssiberian route, which ends up in the city where i am coming from. Unfortunately, i wasn’t able to see you there, because i live in another country now. I hope during your time in Russia you’ve had an opportunity to feel that our cultures have a lot of similarities. I’m dating a Brazilian boy now and every time i am surprised – i cook exactly the same food he used to eat in Brasil, the same way of thinking, the same habits. Isn’t it just a wonderful world? ;)
Good luck to you Paulo in everything you do! Thank you for visiting my country!
))))
Thank you. I have thought the same many times, about passing from somewhere for the first and last time, but I was told that trees and animals are under the Archangel of their species, they do not have 'individuality'.
The saddest thing in life is that we have to say 'good byes' to people that we love, that are a part of our lives. The most unbearable is the last farewell, death.
LOVE,
THELMA
El viajar en tren es uno de los actos más placenteros que un individuo puede tener, donde uno puede respirar adentro y hondo alegrías del corazón, y no es para nada un acto de sacrificio o incomodidad, es más bien un encuentro de regocijo y felicidad.
Felicidades Paulo y gracias por haberme hecho ver que uno deja de lado los miedos cuando uno viaja y está en movimiento.
Saludos desde los Andes Americanos
Cecilia
though i hate goodbyes a lot,. well,. i love Paolo a lot,too. :P
thank you for this sharing and thank you for being an inspiration!
god bless.. nd i hope you could have a visit here in our beautiful country, Philippines.
Dearest Paulo,
I finally heard your voice! I was watching the video in English(I decided to see the video finally) but then I switched back to Portuguese because I wanted to listen to your voice, in the language you speak.
Well, I bought “Like the Flowing River” and “Confessions of a Pilgrim” by Juan Arias in the first week of October and am very glad I did. When will the English translation of The Wizard be out, please ,and made available in India? Felicidade wrote me saying the book is written in Portuguese. The only word in Portuguese I know is obrigado!
I was amazed to learn through both these books ,of your interest in Indian yoga and our sacred texts. I did have a question for you when I read Brida but I am glad I trusted my instincts and waited (not knowing why) before asking that question.
Right now, I am so glad to have seen you in action. I love your eyes – so gentle- like liquid pools of light divine. And that beautiful , gentle, all- encompassing smile.I had written earlier in a post that I envied the people who met you while checking out ALL the pictures in the Virtual Exhibition. But when I read your definition of envy in Confessions, well that’s not what I had felt. Now I think that they are lucky,(happy-lucky not wistful-lucky) all those who met you. And surely that’s a blessing! Meetings…
Here’s wishing you the very best at the Frankfurt Book Fair tomorrow.
God bless you,my Alchemist
Love and hugs,
sheelanandini
India
I love it!!! i watched it last week in a satelite channel in Rome, already i recordered to see again!!! and its true when we are in anyplace what we see its the last time we see it in that way and in that programm you say that Brida wasnt traduced initalian and my husband give me the surprise next day with Brida in italian!!!
Grazie Paulo!
Wendy, a peruvian soul in a roman place
Beautiful Paulo ..Just love the way you describe that about the trees – we are lucky to be part of the universe .I just enjoyed so much watching your transiberian (easy to write than say it ) ,,trip .
Love Tania
Wonderful wisdom of beeing present,thet would do us all good when we would be able to appart ourselfs,and triviality of which are we so attach.Beautiful and true,sometimes we are meeting people for the first and last time in our lives,although they are becoming part of us and staying forever in,we are ought,or not,to say goodbuy.But their light is staying inside and shining through.Beauty of love.
“C’est peut etre le fruit de mon imagination les ames ont besoin de la pluie, mais d’une autre sorte: L’espoir, la foi, la raison de vivre.Sinon meme si le corps continuait a vivre ,l’ame deperissait.
”
“Un enfant peut toujours enseigner trois choses a l’adulte : etre content sans raison, s’occuper toujours a quelque chose et savoir exiger de toutes ses forces – ce qu’il desire.”
“Le courage est la peur qui fait ses prieres.” Auteur inconnu
Hola que tal, buenas noches a todos en especial a usted mi querido escritor…
Realmente fué muy emosionante poder compartir un pequeño pedazo de un hermoso vieje, en el que pudo compartir con personas como yo que le admiran muchísimo como persona y como escritor.
Me encantaría poder conocerle personalmente, y de ante mano puedo garantizarle que Venezuela tiene las puertas abiertas para usted y todo su marvilloso equipo de trabajo, realmente mi país estaría muy honrado con su cálida presencia…
Con muchisimo amor, para todos…
Mil exitos y bendiciones mi querido amigo
Mérida/Venezuela
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hg_17ZTRBRQ
Goodbye is the saddest word…
Love to all of you
Annie
Your Transiberian gives me a beautiful tree…that will last forever.
Love
All Ways
Hildegarde
X
Grazie PAulo, è stato molto bello vedere tutto il tuo viaggio!! Emozionantissimo!!
Baci
Barbara
Thank you, Paulo. =)
From Russia with Love. =)
Reminds me of a poem by Robinson Jeffers:
“My friend from Asia has magic and powers,
he plucks a blue leaf from the young blue-gum
and gazing upon it, gathering and quieting the God in his mind, creates an ocean more real than the ocean, the salt, the actual
appalling presence, the power of the waters.
He believes that nothing is real except as we make it….”
Thank you, Paulo Coelho, for sharing your journey with us.
Savita
Thank you. I have thought the same many times, about passing from somewhere for the first and last time, but I was told that trees and animals are under the Archangel of their species, they do not have ‘individuality’.
The saddest thing in life is that we have to say ‘good byes’ to people that we love, that are a part of our lives. The most unbearable is the last farewell, death.
LOVE,
THELMA
Caro Paulo,
Desculpe,não entendi o vídeo,não entendo a língua inglesa e pouco sei do italiano.Bom…na verdade tenho curiosidade em saber do que se trata(Aliás,tenho que estudar o inglês mais profundamente…rs)
Tenho 16 anos.Moro no Brasil numa cidade a 90 Km de São Paulo ás margens da Dutra.Já faz alguns dias que acabei de ler “O Alquimista”e me encantei com a história.Estou aqui para te dar os parabens pela obra(Embora sei que ja faz muito tempo que essa história foi escrita…Eu nem era nascido!)
Acabei me identificando o Santiago,com o livro aprendi a correr atras do sonhos e a sonhá-los mais intensamente.Também vi que Deus está na verdade nas coisas mais simples da vida e são essas coisas simples que fazem a gente ser feliz.
Li o livro duas vezes.E no último dia antes de entregá-lo à biblioteca de minha cidade,uma colega de sala de aula me indicou outro livro seu.”Onze minutos”.
Estou lendo ele agora.Confesso que fiquei meio chocado no começo mas agora estou vendo que Maria,assim como o Santiago,quer apenas realizar os seus sonhos.
Estou curiosíssimo para saber o final de Onze minutos,aliás já estou na página 101.
Agora não sei que livro ler depois de Onze minutos…
Enfim…Obrigado.A gente nem se conhece…talvez você nem leia esse comentário,mas mesmo assim saiba que seus livros fazem a gente sonhar
como disse o Sr.Maurice Gravelines,o homem a quem você dedica o livro que esto lendo atualmente.(Não consegui definição melhor do que a do velho Maurice…)
Assim escrevo-te.
Um abraço!
Gustavo.
Thinking of the trees smiling to you and saying hello is so poetic, and makes me compare you to Don Helder Camara’s way of viewing the world.
I find Good Bye’s so sad I cannot do them. Instead I always say; ‘See you again’. Traveling the modern way in motorized devices, is very different from walking step by step on our feet, where we can touch and smell and have a much richer encounter with plants and animals and nature. Some places I love the most, I spend much more time and physically know each plant and little creature living there.
For those people able to meet you on your way along the Transiberian route, I’m sure they all agree, any second, any minute in your presence, is worth it. The short moments in life where we are truly loved, are spiritual nutrition to go on for a long, long time.