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Clara Z-
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Love
I have a daughter,beautifull and funny,most of the time. She loves all animals,but mostly dogs,she laughs when she sees them and weeps when she sees one hurt.
How nice will be one day to hear say ” Mummy I love you”…
But that , at the moment is still a dream…Like all dreams, some might come true…Faith and Hope give me the strength to believe one day I will hear those words, in the mean time, her hugs and kisses say it all…
She is five years old and she’s got ASD…
What’s ASD? I’ve asked when she was diagnosed. It means Autistic Spectrum Disorder.The good thing they told me is that she is in the high point of the spectrum. At that time I had no idea what Autism was,and is still not very much understood. I take this opportunity to ask all of you to help raise awareness of Autism, so that we can understand it better and end the isolation of those touched by it.
I sometimes don’t want to go out, just in case she might at some point and for some reason behave a little odd, maybe making funny noises or scream out loud, for the simple fact that I might have to hear comments from passers-by, or looks of disapprove if in a reastorant she might go and try to take someone’s food.
She’s still a little girl,I can protect and defend her now, but one day she will be a teenager and then an adult with ASD and ,I have to let her go and face society on her own. My wish for her is never to be teased,bullied or ignored for who she is…
There’s an interesting new film by the National Autistic Society that might help to understand:http://nas-autism.org.uk/re?l=5sfzt0I1m3trwvI0
Thank you all.
Dear Paulo, I thank you for answering, it means a lot to me. Slowly I’ve reopen one door.
What can I see this time? The beginning.
Many more doors have to be reopened and then close.
What would I find at the end? Who I really am…
May one door always stay open, so that Compassion, Humility,Enlightment, Love and Joy find their way in.
With gratitude.
Angelo,
Thank you for that beautiful poem, I wrote it all down
and I will read it many times. Love the Japanese writing too.
Love
:D
The Middle Ground on Climate Change?
Letter to the Sunday Telegraph – Published in The Week
“The longer I work on climate change, the less important I think it is whether or not the warmists or the sceptics are right. This may seem a rash statement, but hear me out. Just imagine a future where the majority of the world’s climate scientists are proved wrong and global warming does not occur at the rates predicted by the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change.
If we hadn’t listened to them, we might enjoy the satisfaction of saying “told you so”, but we’d still be living in a pretty miserable world. That world might not be much warmer but, my goodness, it would be beset by a host of other serious environmental issues: diminishing water resources, rampant deforestation, massive soil erosion, uncontrollable urbanisation and the frightening loss of biodiversity.
Peoples lives would be threatened and whole ecosystems destroyed because we hadn’t bothered to address the causes of this environmental degradation under a global economic system that, in its current state, can only grow if nature dies.
Now imagine a world where we had listened to the climate scientists and started to change our resource-consuming behaviour and address the inequities of the global economic system. Although the warming still didn’t materialise, we would have addressed a host of environmental issues and be living a largely pollution-free existence.
We may even be saying thank you to the climate scientists who, although they got it wrong, provided us the opportunity to create a cleaner, brighter and fairer world.”
Dr Mike Edwards
CAFOD
London SW9
So many times I heard that love is the answer to all, that it conquers everything and that if you see through the eyes of love, then you could see a different world…many times I wondered if this was true…I didn’t know if I had ever felt this kind of love…and not too long ago I started to realize that it is not really something you feel, it is what you are, what we all are. It is organic and innate in each of us, and we just have to acknowledge that love and recognize it in us, to be able to see love in everything and everyone around us.
Blessings to all.
I’m beginning to share the sentiments of King Solomon as he proclaimed through his writings in the book of Ecclesiastes… everything is vanity!
What is the meaning of it all? Today is one of those days I’m beginning to wonder what if anything really matters. :-(
An interesting debate is taking place in Oxford University. It’s titled “Poetry is beautiful but sciense is all that matters”
For anyone interested to follow this debate go to http://www.ox.ac.uk/debates
Love that song and the entire Natasha Bedingfield album it first premiered in.
Here’s something I didn’t like, but which made an impression on me. “He’s Just Not that Into you,” is a boring film based on a nonfiction book which I have not read. Essentially, it’s about a lot of interesting women sitting around waiting for self-centered and vacuous men to follow through.
What’s up with that?
It’s big box office, mainly because of the romantic happy ending. I’m in a bah, humbug mood.
Es la primera vez que visito esta página y no sé si tal vez sea para conversar con otras personas o para dejar algun comentario que Pablo llegue a conocer en algun momento. Yo solo quería compartir con alguien una idea y ver que les sugiere a otras personas: r e n u n c i a r a l a a m b i c i ó n
Dear Paul from Austria. This is a very good day for a birthday, a full moon and eclipse. This is a time to go outside and pray for the light. I only know you through this blog, but nevertheless wish you all the best.
.Best wishes for your today.
Today I wrote in my blog about the titles (or bracelets as I put it) as a definition of who they are.I think people are more than their beliefs and adornments or name tags.I believe they are glimpses of many faces of their family tree .
On my daughter asking about finding my geneology, that still remains a mystery with names not matching face or photos, I have decided to leave the past to those who belong in the past.I cannot give my loved ones that past i can only give them now.Now is the only gift I have, whether it is taken up with a prayer or a letter or a warm thought or a hug.I have decided to stop trying to suss out the old mysteries, although I am grateful to them for my now,and to enjoy the luxury of now.
Dear Paul from Austria,
Many many wishes on your birthday ! (If today is your birthday, if not then also :) )
May all your desires and wishes comes true. !
Best regards,
SK
I have decided to pray for my coworkers.
Randomly- It is great that Paulo actually reads the thoughts and opinions of his readers. There are writers with half his success with much MUCH more arrogance. It is cool to see that fame hasn’t gotten to Paulo’s head.
Later,
-Christian
I wrote this note a couple of weeks ago while walking in the Rocks, Sydney. I hope that it can inspire some of you as much as it inspired me writing it on paper while walking there…
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Title: Learn to walk
Learn how to walk.
Learn it again.
Do it by forgetting what you already know.
Begin your walk at your favorite place.
Choose it by intuition.
Begin only after you come to a full stop.
Look around you.
Some paths are calling for you,
some leave you indifferent.
Follow your heart.
Be faithful to your feelings.
Examine.
A small unnoticeable path may lead you to a beautiful garden.
Make a wish.
Wait until it is fulfilled.
Never doubt that it will get fulfilled.
Cause then, it won’t.
Walk slowly.
Whenever you need to stop, stop.
Whenever you walk too fast, also stop.
Then take a deep breath.
Look around you.
Then walk again.
Do not start if you don’t remain first in silence.
Silence improves your ability to hear.
Avoid the noise and..
Walk slowly.
Watch the people.
Find and stare into the true faces.
They might stare back at you because you are true too.
But most probably they won’t notice you.
Because they look into themselves.
And this is why they are true.
They are a few.
Ignore the lost souls.
They will look at you but soon,
they will look away.
Because they are only looking around.
They are many.
Walk slowly.
Go through the market.
Observe the goods.
Stop at the ones that draw your attention.
Try to find their value.
Buy them at par, knowing their par value.
When you like something try to acquire it.
Many times the cost of it is high.
But the higher cost of not paying for it,
is to think about it for the rest of your journey.
The worst thing you can do is to acquire something similar.
This similar will never be it,
and this will give you a reason to think about it as long as you hold this.
If you did so, discard this.
If you missed the opportunity to get it then think away.
As long as you think about it,
your walk will be miserable
you will try to walk fast
and you will oversee other very interesting goods.
Once not acquired it can only hurt you.
Trying to forget it will only keep your thought pegged to it.
Stop and take a deep breath.
Cry if you feel like.
Scream.
Walk slowly and look around.
Then you will forget it.
Never fear when walking.
Negative things can only happen to you
if you fear them or
if you feel miserable.
Once you spoil yourself with miserable thoughts stop.
Clean yourself, then continue.
Never walk dirty.
Walk clean, and..
Walk slowly.
Never think of what you have to do next.
It will only make you walk faster.
If you are under time pressure,
terminate your walk.
Even if you have not reached somewhere.
Know one thing:
There is no time.
Time is an invention of man.
It serves very well for people to communicate and meet.
But once you put time to guide your walk,
it destroys it.
Never estimate when you will reach your destination.
Your destination will be reached only after a series of events,
not after a certain time.
Constraining your destination with time can only make you not reach it.
Walk slowly.
Don’t ever choose a similar goal.
This will never replace your destination.
If you haven’t reached your destination then this could mean that
you walked fast and skipped the events.
If so, then you have to go back.
If not, then maybe your destination is not it.
You cannot know your true destination in advance.
You will only know it once you reach it.
Your destination is your destiny and you will reach it if you don’t impede it.
Don’t get frustrated, it will only delay your walk.
Always pay the cost and most important:
Don’t acquire substitutes.
Walk slowly.
If your walk becomes unpleasant,
don’t try to walk away from it.
You have to go through it.
Don’t walk faster.
But look away.
There is something there in the background that looks pleasant.
Look to it and head there but always..
Walk slowly.
Don’t be afraid to walk into paths that you don’t know
or you are not supposed to trespass.
Unless you are told otherwise, you are supposed to.
But respect your obstacles.
If you are prohibited to enter a path, then this path is not for you.
And thus it does not lead you to your True Destination.
Even if it does, then this is not the only one.
Whatever is there for you is open and welcome.
Whatever is not for you is full of obstacles.
Do not follow it.
Then keep in silence.
And listen to the signals.
They are there to help you.
And continue to..
Walk slowly.
And if the time comes to rain,
let it rain.
Stop your walk, you can resume later.
Now try to protect yourself.
You can walk in the storm or in the sunshine.
Depending on how brave you are, it is your decision.
If you know your power, you know what to do.
Respect yourself and respect the power of God.
And when the rain stops, continue to..
Walk slowly.
Dream.
You only need to know what makes you happy.
And be patient for it.
And pay the cost of it.
And do not accept substitutes.
And so, walking slowly, you will find that your dream is there,
waiting for you, and staring at you, waiting for you to acquire it.
In fact it was always there waiting for you.
You were just not noticing it or
you were not brave enough to ask for it.
Sometimes man is brave enough to go through the storm,
but not brave enough to go for their dream.
And they accept substitutes.
And they walk faster.
Never accept substitutes, and..
Walk slowly.
And when your walk reaches its end,
realize it and accept it.
Be grateful if you liked it, be thoughtful if not.
Sometimes you reach your destination, sometimes no.
In case you reach it, don’t feel disappointed,
if it doesn’t meet your expectations.
This destination led you to a wonderful walk
and this was its purpose.
In case you don’t reach it, don’t feel disappointed either.
Because with every walk you reach somewhere.
And this somewhere is indeed a destination.
A destination that has moved you forward.
Closer to your dream.
Closer to your True Destination.
Closer to your destiny.
And will lead you to the next walk.
Because every walk
is part of the walk of life.
—-
天 使 (tian shi)
written on a daytime walk on the marvelous streets of The Rocks, Sydney.
From someone who has read your comments on Paulo Coelho Blog. “Happy Birthday, Paul from Austria”. I only know you from the blog but it is a good day. A wave of the hand from someone passing by.
The day when the brightest and roundest moon is seen … the day when everything hurts ……………………..
The rumours
Only I hear
The negavity
Only I sense
The doubts
Only I nurse
The grievances
Only I know
The hurt
Only I feel
The hurt
Only I bear
The hope
Only I see
The faith
Only I maintain
The truth
Only he knows
The correct move
Only time tells
As Valentine’s day is this week, following poem will help you smoothen your day,
Link-
http://www.kalwar.com.np/2009/02/to-rest-in-peace.html
http://mybheja.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-week-poem-of-week.html
Enjoy !
Have a nice day! :)
Hola:
Apenas sé hablar y leer en inglés y no sé muy bien todo lo que pone en estas páginas.
El motivo de mi mensaje es agradecer el cuento de Navidad que recibí en mi correo electrónico. Fue una grata sorpresa.
Otra gran sorpresa ha sido descubrir que la historia de Veronika va a ser llevada al cine, para mí supone un gran reto ya que al igual que Veronika yo pase por una situación casi parecida, será duro ver la misma actitud y comportamiento que yo tuve en el pasado, será también un aprendizaje, el cual llevo a cabo cada día desde el 2005.
Un cordial saludo.
Ana
hi,
i really connect with whatever you write. sometimes it is unbelievable to see that people can actually reach you.
if these words are reaching you… i’d be more than thankful.
i am a writer and seek inspiration from the honesty with which you write.
thank you ..
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY” dearest Paul from Austria!
Someone told me once that he/she did not want to count the passing years! I am saying that we, all together, grow older! Only Brad Pitt in ‘The curious Case of Benjamin Button’ manages the .. opposite! The film was adapted from a 1920s story by F. Scott Fitsgerald.
LOVE,
Thelma
The Night he left
June 29 /2007 (8.17 am)
He must have pondered over the thought,for a long time.His mind never seems to even try ,to evade the thought of it.Even a soul of a man leaves his body,for sometime,like while sleeping,just to give him space,but the thought which had made it’s niche, on his thought process was too stubborn to uproot so easily.
“Why this night has adorned a black omnnious apparel,as if a black ink was blotched all over the sky,than any other night of his life?” he thought over and over again.He was walking inside his bedroom ,observing and tracing his lazy steps to and fro.He walked out into the open air near the veranda of his palace’s window,to attract some other new thought,or just to submerge the thoughts,which was killing him inside within the mind.But like an inflated ball who pushes itself to the surface with it’s bouncy,those thoughts,somehow seemed to creep back on to the surface of his brain.
All his life he thought he was happy but now he just can’t seem to find his way back,as if he was caught in a labyrnyth.Thinking of labyrnyth,he started comparing human life’s to it.Why were we born??,why was i made a prince and why i have to act this way if in the end like a any mendicant,i too have to meet the same end.The *why* was more pronounced and loomed large ,which was reverberating in every cell, in his system.He covered his sweat drenched face ,with his sweaty palm as if heading their request to be conjoined.When he slowly opened his palm,he saw his beautiful wife and his newly born child lying on bed.How serene and distance they look from all the thoughts i have in my mind right now,he observed.He loved them like any faithful husband and a good father and maybe they did too.Maybe he realized that love,money ,accolades,position aren’t the prime factor in life,there must be something beyond them, because life as precious and complicated it seems,can’t hold on man made things and have a materilaistic value.Something greater should be governing it and what was that?? his silence had no answer..
No one ever told him that the flawless skin he wore for which he won many kudos and praisal was going to wither, like any old flower.No one ever awakened inside him that people get unwell and if they can’t recover then they have to die and ultimately has to leave everything behind on earth.But where dothey go and who takes them after their death??there was more silence to follow
Now ,like pandora had opened her box,he also somehow managed to unviel about all the things he wasn’t aware about as if he had just been tapped out his deep slumber,like *RIP VAN WINKLE*.One part of him was begging him to relax and give some rest and comfort to them so they can also enjoy the sleep with his family,but the other part was screaming to him to find the answer as if they were on fire.*fire* yes as if a someone stealthily fried his mind on fire,he was feeling the heat all over his body and mind.He was looking for an answer,more than an answer,a way to console himself so that he could close his eyes.But he realised after franctically exasperating his brain for more than a week he has no answer and all his,so called adviser,sheer ,prophet or sooth sayer ran out of answer for him.Why was that for this question only they all turned dumb in unison.Didn’t they have answered to everything as they use to boast before.The why again hung on his brain like a strong magnet attached to another one.
He didn’t know whom to ask and what to do and first time in his life,he felt different.He heard a voice.That sound wasn’t familar but more he concentrated on it more cleare it became ,and finally it became crystal clear.It was his inner voice,it was begging him to find the answer,it was crying to him to give him peace for until he finds answer to it then this voice would scream in pain.He wanted to alleviate the pain but didn;t know how.He stood in the middle of his room for sometime like a statue,diving in his own thought,he wanted to reach deep,more deeper but the gravity inside wasn;t that strong.
He gently pulled himself together and retraced his steps towards his child and his beloved wife.As he watched them in the silence of the darkness,tears started welling up to his eyes and before they rushed out of their room,he kissed them ,their last goodbye kiss.His heart was in pain and he ahd that gut wrenching feeling which he never had in his life.He knew tomorrow won’t be same for his family and neither for him.Tomorrow a different story will be told about him,his initial title of a *handsome prince* would be replaced by a foolish prince.Which person in his right state of mind would give up his crown,his palace,luxurious lifehis family just to find answer for his inner voice.He knew what tomorrow gonna bring on his name and to his family but he had already made up his mind.His friends will serach for him to show their friendship ,but will laugh at him when alone at the back.They will never call him *wise* like his father,they will never try to remember a sissy prince,a coward prince ,a runaway prince.But he had made up his mind.He was fighting back with his own-self answering and reasoning out himself,thousand times for thousand things.He ran to the stable and got his favorite horse.He mounted on it and left his palace forever,never to look back or return back.He didn’t know what future held for him but he knew this for sure,he will find and answer for his voice and appease it once and for all.But he didn’t know where to start or how to begin.Maybe this must have gone through his mind or more than or worse than this on the night he left.I am just trying to imagine *Prince siddharth* on my mind on the night he left.