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One of the best quotations that I keep in mind and practice is “ALWAYS BE A BLESSING TO OTHERS”. If only all of us would practice this, then earth would be a better place to live in.
i’m scared, hope it helps me move forward and not paralyze me… My blessing and love to everyone here, especially for your wonderful work mister Paulo Coelho.
Hola! básicamente si creo que hay una falsificación histórica en el mundo.como resultado de eso hoy somos lo que somos llego la hora de creer “en uno mismo” para cambiar el curso de lo que somos como seres humanos la palabra “verdad ,quizás la invento un mentiroso” si dejamos de prestarle atención a las evidencias y tomamos en cuenta los “detalles” nos vamos a dar cuenta que la historia de la humanidad tanto política, social , y religiosa dependió según el color del cristal con que se miro.
The great economic depression has gripped the whole world.People are losing jobs every day.Companies are being forced to shut down.I sincerely wish there was some way out of this disaster.
But something inside tells me there is a reason for all that is happening.
There’s no more place for luxury even in the rich man’s life.
Less and less people are spending money on the drama of’eating out’ when there is plenty of food at home.We learnt to cook.
We started wearing ‘clothes’ instead of ‘brands’.
There is still place for old,but useful things in our houses.We do not throw them away to bring in the new and glittering stuff.
Every single penny has more value.
Every little thing in our own shelf is precious as never before.
The reason is clear-We had a few lessons to learn.
But i hope the lesson doesnt end on harsh tones.Hope the teacher says a few kind words to the students he just caned,before leaving the classroom…
RAINY NIGHT
Drops of melancholy seep into my pores
Drops alluring me to
A dark corner of my childhood tears
Wounds on a tender heart never seem to heal
Drops echoing a mantra:
Poetical tiara dipped in pain
Poets are made of rain
Drops not listening to my deafening nausea:
Never did I desire
A broken shadow framed by fame
Nuns’ acidity wrapped in drops
Chanting:No protest, child
Eat ignorants’ vomit and Praise the Lord
Little did they know
Nevertheless, nursing my sanity
I walk in pain into poetry
Back to day light
Capturing a Wake up call:
The scent of God, Beauty within my reach
hi,it’s a good breathe to come here, just to share with you an exhibition of yann arthus-bertrand “6 milliards d’autres” go on google you’ll find it,i think you’ll like it also! happy birthday andré!!!
Happy Birthday Andre the Aquarius!
LOVE,
Thelma
I am pasting today’s entry from my blog site, a photo blog that attemtps to capture both the outer world and the inner world through a lens that is a blend of Jungian thought mixed and modern western world life-experience. The blog site is http://retiredeagle.wordpress.com/ Feel free to visit often as I post there quite frequently. Also, feel free to comment.
Entry for Thursday, January 29th
While in a tiny village called San Crisanto in the Yucatan just off the northern coast east of Progreso, we had stopped for a ride through a mangrove swamp. Before taking the boat ride down narrow channels in the swamp, we checked out a tiny shop featuring local artisans’ work. Most involved the use of sea shells or coconut husks. On the inside wall of the shop, this mural was painted, obviously, not for sale.
Obviously, the mandala caught my attention. I wondered at the “self” that sits/kneels in the centre of this dream imagery. I wondered at the dream story that circles around the inner self. But as I studied the mandala more and more closely, the lone figure standing outside, the warrior became almost more powerful because of the magic circle of the mandala. It is almost as if an inner feminine is nurturing and empowering the outer masculine.
rgl
today is a special day! its my birtday
When I came back from London to live in France again,just few days after I came back,feeling blue,I read “The Alchimist” and it wasn’t a good idea as it made me want to hit the road again.LOL.
Yeap,i’m already a writer,we are all writers of our lives,but only few get rewarded.
I feel ashame.Sometimes people say things that they dont really mean.Me too if I am tired.So is good to forgive.
The thing makes me happy is seeing that people cares,they love to help.I see every day on my walk a man that feed the birds.Some others give to dogs bones.Some give money to an old lady.Means,there is still hope.
well,Candie.wake up.this the bitter true.hiding.lies.best,sometimes much better than stupid true,
I preffer lies,or nothing.My dear God.How an one person say die,go on,if you have guts?The person you more love?Better a hammer in my head.Sorry.Is all stupid.BUt I wonder why one can love a person that does not feel anything for you?Why is that possible?
I feel ashame writing such,in my dearest writer blog.Just did not know to whom tell that.Sorry again,thousadns of times.I know many people so kind,honest.Just I pass an horrible momment.I try to be strong.
This is my last post from my blog:
When a crush becomes an obsession
You don’t even notice it happening. You just think that you are as happy as you can be. Every minute you spend with him, makes the waiting worth it. You run to your phone every time it makes a sound, your heart jumps every time you hear a car outside and you go around waiting for him. Every minute you just wait for the next time you will get to see him. The waiting in between is pure torture. You are afraid to lose him, because you think that he is way to good for you. You reduce yourself to a puppy that would do everything for this person that you have put up on a pedestal.
A crush like that is very intense, it would take up all you time. You would feel that he is the right one for you, he is smart, he is funny, he is everything that you always searched for. You have never felt that you could communicate this good with anyone before. And in situations like these, there’s always just one person feeling like this. Because never will a relationship with one being obsessed like that work. It is not meant to be. You have lost yourself in that person, you feel it’s intoxicating being liked by someone like that, and you believe that you are lucky just to be near him.
And then he ends it, which always happens in situations like these. You feel that you have lost the one person that was right for you. Your world feels meaningless. But then you take up a pen and start writing. You sum up how he made you feel, and realize that he was not giving you energy as a lover should. Every day he was taking you further away from what made you happy. You spent so much energy waiting for him that you no longer could concentrate on the stuff you used to love, like reading books or watching movies. Or writing, which might be your destiny.
You were so close to finding your path in life, you were following the signs. But when he entered your life you just started reading the signs as every sign was telling you something about how he was the right one. Because that was what you wanted them to tell you. Paulo Coelho can tell you a lot about finding your destiny, not being afraid, taking risks and opening up to the signs that life offers. But what you need to do is recognize when your journey is controlled by an obsession and in fact is not leading you to your destiny at all.
Eventually you realize that he was just a normal person, not better than you, not perfect and not even the right one for you. When you realize that, you realize what a great lesson you have learned. You will be more careful about reading the signs in the future, and you can get back to searching for your destiny.
At the moment I feel that my destiny is to become a writer
I hope I am not doing anything wrong in citing the same blogs again. I am not related with any of the blogs I cite, and haven’t even contacted the blog author by mail.
I found this at http://sdhammika.blogspot.com/2009/01/doing-metta-differently.html.
“‘Two weeks ago my wife asked me to pick her up at the supermarket at a our usual place and time. I arrived a little early, parked on the side of the road with the engine running and waited. As I sat there I noticed an elderly woman come out of a doctor’s clinic just up the road from me. She hobbled to the side of the road and began trying to hail a taxi. I looked at her for a moment and then said to myself, “If she’s still there when my wife comes I’m going to take her wherever she wants to go.” I few moments later my wife came, I told her what I intended to do, she agreed and I drove up to the old lady, opened the back door and bid her get it. I asked her where she wanted to go, which happened to be some way out of our way and we drove off. When we got there the lady got out and asked me how much she owed me. I said, “Nothing. It’s okay.” She looked around fugitively for a moment and said, “Its alright, no one’s looking. How much?” I told her that I wasn’t acting as a private taxi and that I took her home simply because I wanted to help her. When she realized that what I was saying was true she was very surprised, she thanked me profusely and then my wife and I drove home. That’s how I practice metta.’ ”
Shravasti Dhammika writes, “My friends act of kindness may well have encouraged the old lady he had helped to be less selfish, less cynical, more thankful and kindly. I could imagine that she had told her family about it and that it had inspired them to be more kindly and thoughtful towards others. Certainly it inspired me. Perhaps this could be seen as another way of ‘radiating’ metta.”
Rioro,
‘Believe nothing, no matter where you read it or who has said it, not even if I have said it unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense.” Budha
“Creo que no importa nada lo lee, o que ha dicho que ni siquiera si lo ho dicho, a menos que de acuerdo con su propria razon y de sus proprios sentido comun.” Budha
Paula
Thank you for your advice Love
How can we discover the truth about our existence,about everything and how can we be true to ourselves,while everyone around you is lying and hiding things?Hey?Someone has a suggestion on how can I bring that person to have the balls to tell me the truth,even if it’s wrong,ugly and even if it hurts?Truth is so much better,so you can move on.
The second demand of information:
One P with one X (below on the helm of P)
Thank you
deuxième demande d’information :
un P avec un X (en bas sur la barre du P)
merci
Candlestick in 7 branches / tree of life / rainbow / 2 rainbow side by side and crossing itself (without rain): anybody knows? Thank you
chandelier à 7 branches / arbre de vie / arc-en-ciel / 2 arc-en-ciel côte à côte et se croisant ( sans pluie ) : quelqu’un connait ? merci
I’m now, in the bottom of the bottle but I believe I stay up and I grow every minuts, so for the world , the “alchimy ” will be when the stones will be more precious than gold , money and all these things who make miserable people! The world must win and it’ll be so , have a good day for you Paolo and for all people of the world I don’t know but I love …..
I encountered this quote today that got me thinking:
“If you don’t have a critic, then you probably aren’t saying anything.” (Mark Driscoll)
Obviously, this statement is somewhat dangerous, as it can be used to justify a lot of wrong behaviour. However, it made me reflect upon the question: Am I saying and sharing things with the people around me that make them think and react?
Hemos estado debatiendo esta mañana sobre lo que es verdad y lo que no lo es un foro, Utilizando como referencias:
- “El inventario de la normalidad” que usted escribio.
- El video de un chaman prediciendo cosas increibles para el mundo en menos de 1 año y en donde se veia claramante que el personaje se creia lo que decia. Contaba su verdad.
- Una maquina de la verdad que es capaz de predecir si mientes o no.
- Hitler, Stalin…y los maestros espirituales.
Llegamos a la conclusion de que la maquina de la verdad diria que el Chaman dice la verdad al igual que Hitles, Stalin o Jesus. Y a partir de aqui tuve este pensamiento que quiero compartir en su blog:
Esto vuelve a confirmar que existen un monton de dudas sobre lo que es realmente verdad y mentira. No hay un patron unico. Una verdad unica para todos. Y mucho mas cuando vemos verdades como la de el “inventario de la normalidad”, en donde se evidencian actitudes que segun algunos criterios (como el mio y alguno mas, no?) entendemos como falta de verdad general evidente en la sociedad predominante.(o la que predomina en mi mundo)
Quizas la unica respuesta posible sea: Es verdad para mi o no lo es. E intentar ser lo mas fieles y autenticos posible a esa verdad que sentimos cierta. No queda otra.
Visto de esta manera, y vaya por delante todo mi desprecio a Hitler y Stalin, en realidad ellos fueron fieles a sus verdades y a si mismos. Abominables verdades interiores pero finalmente ciertas para ellos y para todos esos locos que los siguieron por diferentes motivos.
Somos culpables de intentar ser fieles a nuestras propias verdades? Para mi la respuesta seria que SI, pero porque en realidad, en este juego, estoy juzgando con mis verdades y no con las de los demas.
Si el que tuviera que decidir esto fuera una persona que cumple mayoritariamente con las normas negativas del “inventario de la normalidad”, (como asi ocurre porque es una mayoria social) ya no estaria tan seguro de esta respuesta.
No me gustaria que gentes tan equivocado me quisiera imponer su verdad. Como ocurre en muchisimas situaciones de la vida.
Es jodido el tema. Para reflexionar un rato.
La locura y la verdad.
Buenos dias¡¡¡
Muchas Gracias