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EM PORTUGUES AQUI: Oração do Perdão
EN ESPANOL AQUI: “Te perdono porque te amo y tu to me amas”
EN FRANÇAIS ICI : Prière du Pardon ( O Aleph)
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Hilal searches for inspiration on the golden walls, the columns, the people coming at this hour of the morning, the flames of the lit candles.
- I forgive the girl I was, not because I want to become a saint but because I do not want to endure this hatred. This tiresome hatred.
This was not what I expected.
- You may not forgive everyone and everything, but forgive me.
- I forgive everything and everyone. I forgive you because I love you and you do not love me. I forgive you because you reject me and I am losing my power.
She closes her eyes and raises her hands towards the ceiling.
- I am liberated from hatred by means of forgiveness and love. I understand that suffering, when it cannot be avoided, helps me to advance towards glory.
Hilal speaks softly but the acoustics of the church are so perfect that everything she says seems to echo throughout the four corners. But my experience tells me that she is channelling the spirit of a child.
The tears I shed, I forgive.
The suffering and disappointments, I forgive.
The betrayals and lies, I forgive.
The slandering and scheming, I forgive.
The hatred and persecution, I forgive.
The punches that were given, I forgive.
The shattered dreams, I forgive.
The dead hopes, I forgive.
The disaffection and jealousy, I forgive.
The indifference and ill will, I forgive.
The injustice in the name of justice, I forgive.
The anger and mistreatment, I forgive.
The neglect and oblivion, I forgive.
The world with all its evil, I forgive.
She lowers her arms, opens her eyes and places her hands on her face.
I move closer to kiss her, but she makes a signal with her hands.
- I have not finished yet.
She closes her eyes and looks up.
Grief and resentment, I replace with understanding and agreement.
Revolt, I replace with music that comes from my violin.
Pain I replace with oblivion.
Revenge, I replace with victory.
I will be able to love above all discontentment.
To give even when I am stripped of everything.
To work happily even when I find myself in the midst of all obstacles.
To dry tears even when I am still crying.
To believe even when I am discredited.
She opens her eyes, puts her hands on my head and says with an authority that comes from above:
- Thy will be done. Thy will be done.
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from my new book ALEPH, the real story behind my Trans-Siberian trip in 2006.
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hi mr.paolo,
thanks for sharing to us your God given talent.
i would want to meet you oneday.
i love the alchemist and the fifth mountain it touched my soul and made me realized that i should be thankful for everything.
thank you so much..
the thoughts that circulate & somehow find themselves perfectly placed as external words, there is nothing pretentious or fake, no manipulation involved, merely an opportunity for the receiver to open their minds if they so wish .. you radiate a sense of knowing,, calmness & peace and serve as a reminder that i too have that within me despite any challenges that need to be faced – even chaos serves a purpose ..
In Swedish:
Bön om förlåtelse (Alef)
Hilal söker efter inspiration från de gyllene väggarna, från kolonnerna, från personerna som kommer i denna stund på morgonen, i de tända stearinljusens lågor.
- Jag förlåter flickan jag var, inte för att jag vill bli ett helgon, men eftersom jag inte vill uthärda detta hat. Detta tröttsamt hat.
Det här var inte vad jag förväntade mig.
- Du får inte förlåta allt och alla, men förlåt mig.
- Jag förlåter allt och alla. Jag förlåter dig för att jag älskar dig och du älskar inte mig. Jag förlåter dig för att du avvisar mig och jag förlorar min makt.
Hon sluter ögonen och höjer händerna mot taket.
- Jag är befriad från hat genom förlåtelse och kärlek. Jag förstår att lidande, när det inte kan undvikas, hjälper mig att närma mig frälsning.
Hilal talar mjukt men akustiken i kyrkan är så perfekt att allt hon säger verkar eka runt i alla de fyra hörnen. Men min erfarenhet säger mig att hon kanaliserar anden av ett barn.
Tårarna jag utgjutit, förlåter jag.
Lidandet och besvikelserna, förlåter jag.
Sveken och lögnerna, förlåter jag.
Förtalet och beräknandet, förlåter jag.
Hatet och förföljelserna, förlåter jag.
Slagen som utdelades, förlåter jag.
De krossade drömmarna, förlåter jag.
De döda förhoppningarna, förlåter jag.
Missnöjet och avundsjukan, förlåter jag.
Likgiltigheten och illviljan, förlåter jag.
Orättvisan i rättvisans namn, förlåter jag.
Vreden och övergreppen, förlåter jag.
Försummelserna och glömskan, förlåter jag.
Världen med alla dess ondska, förlåter jag.
Hon sänker sina armar, öppnar ögonen och placerar händerna över sitt ansikte.
Jag flyttar mig närmare för att kyssa henne, men hon gör en gest med händerna.
- Jag är inte klar än.
Hon sluter ögonen och tittar upp.
Sorg och bitterhet, byter jag ut mot förståelse och samförstånd.
Revolt, byter jag ut mot musiken som kommer från min fiol.
Smärta ersätter jag med glömska.
Hämnd, byter jag ut mot seger.
Jag kommer att kunna älska över allt missnöje.
Att ge även när jag berövats allt.
Att arbeta glatt även när jag befinner mig mitt i alla hinder.
Att torka tårarna även när jag fortfarande gråter.
Att tro även när jag är misskrediterad.
Hon öppnar ögonen, lägger sina händer på mitt huvud och säger med ett bemyndigande som kommer från ovan:
- Ske din vilja. Ske din vilja.
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Från min nya bok ALEF, den verkliga historien bakom min Transsibiriska resa 2006.
Paulo Coelho på svenska: http://www.facebook.com/PauloCoelhoSverige
Översättning: oLaVie (kommentera gärna)
hi
you juged this girl!
these days,eyes says nothing.
I am thinking,who has juged me?
good luck
whenever i read any of ur book i become closer to myself..start understanding and analyse myself…there is some mysterious force in your words Paulo. I have started translating THE ALCHEMIST in SINDHI langugae months ago..GOD will helo me to complete it.
Dear Mr. Coelho,
Your book Aleph was truly one the most important books I have ever read. I have a learning disability and concentrating is painstakingly hard for me. Yet, I was gravitated towards you book and finished it in less than few days. Loved reading this book and become deeply connected to the ALEPH. However, I feel as thou the story is not finished and will be waiting patiently for the final chapters to be reveled. My favorite part of the book, is your relationship with YAO. Here is my question, how can we meet a shaman or become our greatest purpose in life? I am ready to find the answers from within, but unsure of where to begin. Please help :)
Wish you all the peace and happiness!!!
Namaste,
K.Aakriti
Allow me to write this here because I have to write it somewhere,I cannot write it on fb and I got to let it out somehow,somewhere and NOW!!!
I hate what my dad is becoming!A bloody coward,liar with no moral values!And they are saying my mom is crazy…at least my mom never let her true friends behind!I’m SO disappointed with my dad.Since he is with that woman which I introduced him to,he left his friends behind confounding accountances and true friends,he doesn’t even take his responsabilities by telling them goodbye or else,he doesn’t answer phone.He allienates himself from everyone and everything and starts doing it with my brother and me…she controls him totally,but it’s easy to say it’s all her fault,it’s him who is a total looser.This is not love,love does not emprison.I hope he’s being himself,but it would mean that he has pretended all his life to be someone he was not and that his qualities of heart don’t exist.He used people then?wow great exemple as a dad!I know my psy tells me that I’m not his mom and that I don’t have to feel guilty because it’s heavy to carry,knowing that it’s me who introduced them..but I was the first happy for them to get married and all,but I also know her bad sides and I know she is possessive due to her lack of confidence and my dad being stupid and weak,it’s like she does what she wants and has the power over his decision…I don’t trust her and hate starts to grow in me towards them both and I know she’s gonna break his heart for sure,not now but in a while and he’s gonna be on his own..but yes I know,I’m not his mother..I have to let him be an idiot and watch him going slowly more and more away from my brother,me,my son…:(( sometimes wanting to make two people happy,having the best intentions can lead to forcing destiny.This is how I feel.I shouldn’t have never introduced them.I regret :( my dad is not the one I used to know..everybody used to know..and this has nothing grand and of love,this has something black hidden,growing like the beast..this has nothing natural.I hope time will help,not separate.Sorry for this post,thanks for letting me share it here.Not time for forgiveness yet or maybe to forgive myself for forcing destiny..trying to stop feeling guilty..trying…
You meet new and shinny souls and others slowly go away..life is strange..but you cannot replace a dad,not a teacher,not a friend,not a boss..I know they can be even more than that sometimes,but my dad as stupid as he is,stays my dad :(
Many thanks, dear Paulo! Be Blessed, Hilal and her gratitute, love and power to forgive.
You came in my dream, Paulo, as if im going to marry you… :) Much Love
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