a friend is like an oasis in the middle of the desert – a place to take refuge and to satisfy one;s hunger.

an amigo es como un oasis en el medio del deserto – un sitio para refugiarse y comer.

yes 1 i understand u’r feeling, how it feels when once again we meet ‘failure’, this is where “do your stuff and be not attached to your goals” as preached by Upansishads ( and crystellised in Gita ) starts becomming meniagful, to start yet another day afresh ! difficult, but perhaps that is the lesson we humans, wols must learn !

Monika,

a wol is a loner too, he too is tormented by lonliness at times, but when s/he starts segregating aloneness and lonliness, then the real wol is born. a wol loves company, but while alone, he is not lonely !

about what to do with others who are not …. on the same wavelenghth; first of all let’s forget about this right and wrong stands, u r doing what appears right to you, they are also doing what appears right to them. a genuine wol cannot have anything else but compassion for those who are not wols, who are downright enemical towards him also, as zesus had shown. having compassion does not mean surrender, it only means in every delaing of a wol there will be compassion for fellow human beings, howver ‘misguided’ they may appear.

OK FRIENDS ! I NEED A FAVOUR,

for some reason i am unable to post my views in that discussion about same sex. ( my route to the www says that this page conatins prohibited words ) would someone kindly copy from here and paste it in the relevant discusson.

“Same sex relationships are fine, even great, till there is no sex involved; if sex gets involved in same sex relationships then that is perversion; harmful to its practiceneres, which does not mean they should be punished, they should be pitied, not punished, at the same time giving it legal status may be a folly. when in doubt, mankind can look at ancient wisedom for guidance. same sex relationships have been in existance since civilisation took its presnet form ( can we safely assume this ), but from relegious point of view it has never been a recommneded path, so for same sex relationships my idea would be to discourage; many a times what we feel like doing may not be the right thing to do ”

love
aditya

Then that, of course, caused me to reflect upon my own life – to take account of it, in a sense, to take responsibility. Because I realized, in that moment, that if that little boy could step out of that photo frame and into the room where we stood, it is doubtful (at least I think it is doubtful) that he would look to anyone else in that room but that old man in the casket – himself at the end of his life. He wouldn’t turn an accusing finger at those other people, milling about, and sitting in the pews. No. He would walk directly up to that casket and demand account of himself: “Why did you fail to follow the dreams I laid out? If I, as a child, was brave enough to dream them, why weren’t you, as a man, courageous enough to carry them out?”

I don’t know what kind of life my uncle lived in that respect. I don’t know if he followed his dreams of not; I didn’t know him that well. But what I do know is that I don’t want to have an encounter like that when I die! Such an interview would be far more stressful than any rendering of accounts with God or St. Peter!

Thank you, Paulo Coelho, for these wise words. They came just at the right moment too – just when I was ready. Not just ready to hear them, but hopefully also to assimilate them into my life.

Sincerely,
Savita Vega

I will not give up my dream to be your disciple with 40 years!(if God wannt!)

Love
Mirela(the woman in elevator)

– Christian

Siempre que leo este texto me veo reflejado, pero es tan duro sacar fuerzas después de haber luchado duramente hasta entregarlo todo.

Ahora en estos momentos en los que mi lucha se ha trasladado a mi interior, intentando vivir cada día y no caer en la muerte, se me hace tan duro luchar por mis sueños cuando lo que hago es luchar por mi vida.

De mi tremenda fuerza y empuje dignos de ser admirados no ha quedado nada, han sido mermados hasta ser destruidos en la lucha, y lo peor son las heridas, hay heridas que hacen muy difícil la lucha con la fuerza necesaria para cumplir los sueños, me siento a veces como Frodo “The lord of the rings” con una herida que nunca terminara de sanar.

Las sobrecargas de stress me han dejado en una posición tan difícil que cada vez que saco ha relucir mi fuerza de voluntad, acabo mas herido. Mis nervios no pueden seguir el ritmo de mis sueños y es tan duro. Yo solo acepto mi realidad y trato de ir adelante siempre, aunque sea casi imperceptible el avance, ya que los retrocesos empiezan en el momento en que uno se para.

Si me caigo me levanto inmediatamente ya que si no creo que nunca me levantare, he ganado pequeñas batallas, pero todavía me queda para no tener que luchar por mi vida día a día.

Se hizo conmigo un gran trabajo, que creo que dados los resultados no ha satisfecho a nadie, a no ser que el resultado buscado fuese destruirme, aniquilarme, cosa que nos se produjo por un único hecho “Yo ame a Dios sobre todas las cosas, hasta sobre mi propia voluntad por eso hoy escribo esto por el enorme amor a Dios”.

Querido Paulo, yo estoy muy agradecido con usted por devolverme a la lucha al buen combate, y a luchar por mis sueños, creo que mi gran lucha será recuperar por la gracia de Dios mi empuje mi fuerza de voluntad, tan débil hoy. Una vez recuperada mis fuerzas podré luchar por mis sueños.

¡¡¡Un fuerte abrazo y gracias!!!

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Dear Paulo;

Whenever I read this text, I reflected, but it’s so hard to draw strength after having fought hard to give it everything.

Now in these times that my fight has been moved to my inside, trying to live each day and avoid the death, I make it so hard to fight for my dreams when I do is fight for my life.

My tremendous strength and drive worthy of admiration was not anything, have been reduced to be destroyed in the fighting, and the worst are the wounds, there are wounds that make it very difficult to fight with the strength necessary to achieve the dreams, me I feel sometimes like Frodo “The Lord of the Rings” with a wound that never healed finish.

The overload of stress I have left in a difficult position so that every time my bag has raised strong will, but I just hurt. My nerves can not keep up with my dreams and it is so hard. I just accept my reality and I try to always go forward, albeit almost imperceptible progress since the start setbacks at the time that one stops.

If I fall I get up immediately because if I do not think I ever levantare, I’ve won small battles, but still remains for me to avoid having to fight for my life every day.

It was a great job with me, which I think given the results failed to satisfy anybody, unless the outcome was destroyed, annihilated, something that we came by a single fact “I love God above all things, up on my own free will that is why today I write this for the enormous love for God. ”

Dear Paulo, I am very grateful to you for back to the fight the good fight, and fight for my dreams, I believe that my big fight will be recovered by the grace of God I push my will power, so weak today. Once recovered my strength I can fight for my dreams.

A big hug and thanks!

There is nothing to be afraid of if you believe in the Light,
Tina

Some dreams cannot be fulfilled by ourselves, but has to do with what somebody else give us. For instance my dream of a Persian gold ring. If I go and buy it myself, it wouldn’t be a sign of love, as any gift should be. I was always sorry to see at Christmas, if a child made a wish, and the wish didn’t come true. I believe parents can create great trust in life, if they help fulfill children s many wishes. And in relationships too, we should try to show in thousand little ways, expressions for our love of each other.

And now, I’m going to read, and check out what Jessica is sharing today :)