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We are again over 2 million unique visitors in March (in February we experienced a slight decline in the stats due to the fact that this month had only 28 days)

I don’t intend to publish the stats every month here, but I want you all to know that we have stabilised at a higher level.

Thank you very much for your strong support, your comments and your interaction with each other.

Paulo & Suphi

The Bene Gesserit Sisterhood

The group is described as an exclusive sisterhood whose members train their bodies and minds through years of physical and mental conditioning to obtain superhuman powers and abilities that can seem magical to outsiders.

A process cannot be understood by stopping it. Understanding must move with the flow of the process, must join it and flow with it.
( Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam)

Acolytes who have acquired the breadth of Bene Gesserit abilities are called Reverend Mothers within the organization’s ranks.

Oppose a religion with another religion only if your proofs (miracles) are irrefutable or if you can mesh in a way that the fanatics accept you as god-inspired.

The Bene Gesserit choose to use indirect methodologies to further their goals, rather than wield overt power themselves.

When God hath ordained a creature to die in a particular place, He causeth that creature’s wants to direct him to that place.

They have noted the Taoist principle that whatever rises must fall; and so rather than taking direct control of the human race, they instead manipulate the social and political order with subtlety and insinuation, often using extraordinarily long-term stratagems spanning generations.

The mystery of life isn’t a problem to solve, but a reality to experience.

The Bene Gesserit avoid appearing too rich or powerful, or revealing the extent of their powers, to prevent being seen as overtly responsible for the rise and fall of governments and empires, and to avoid any organized backlash.

. It’s shocking to find how many people do not believe they can learn, and how many more believe learning to be difficult.

The Bene Gesserit practice “religious engineering” through a faction called the Missionaria Protectiva.
Collectively known as Panoplia Prophetica, these myths, prophecies, and superstitions provide the opportunity for a Bene Gesserit to later cast herself as a guide, protector, or some other figure in fulfillment of a prophecy in order to manipulate the religious subjects for protection or other purposes.
These myths also exploit religion as a powerful force in human society; by controlling the particulars of religion, the Bene Gesserit have a manipulative lever on society in general.

Fanatics (and many are fanatic on one subject or another) must know where you stand, but more important, must recognise who whispers in your ear.”
– Missionaria Protectiva, Primary Teaching

Source: DUNE

Tú, a quien ellos llaman Señor

por Abbot Burkhard

Tú, a quien puedo sentir profundo en mi alma.
Tú, quien ha creado este mundo.
Cuando miro en el interior del microcosmos y del macrocosmos, en cualquier sitio te encuentro

Siento tu grandeza
Tu, a quien llaman Señor,
a quien llaman Padre,
a quien llaman Alá,
a quien llaman Yavé,
Tú, que estás ahí­.

Quien está con nosotros. Quien camina con nosotros.
Cuanto más mayor me hago, más te puedo llamar amigo
Tú eres el amigo de mi vida, quien me quiere y quien me llama para llevar tu mensaje a las personas.

Quiero pedir a todos los que están aquí­ hoy, que sientan parte de la Grandeza de Dios y de Su amor, que nos quiere, que nos ama.
Jesucristo nos enseñó el camino por el que podemos caminar juntos.
A pesar de todo y de todos, podemos encontrar caminos juntos.
Buscar y encontrar caminos que nos darán una vida mejor y más bella.

Paulo ha escrito que el está buscando el sentido de su vida.
Y mientras que buscaba, se encontró con nuevos caminos, falsas pistas y desvios, como nos pasa a todos nosotros.

Sigamos buscándote.

Istanbul, Turkey, on March 19. Puedes ver el video del Abade rezando en Aleman in 6:09 min de nuestra oraccion colectiva
Traduccion: Marga

Vocíª, que eles chamam Senhor

por Abade Burkhard

Vocíª, que preenche minha alma
Vocíª, que criou o mundo
Quando olho para o microcosmos e para o macrocosmos,
tudo que encontro é vocíª
E percebo sua grandeza.

Vocíª que eles chamam Senhor
Vocíª que eles chamam Pai
Vocíª que eles chamam Alá,
Vocíª que eles chamam Jeová
Vocíª, que está aqui.

Que está aqui conosco. Que caminha conosco.
Quanto mais velho fico, mais entendo que posso chama-lo de amigo.
Vocíª é o amigo de minha vida, que me ama e que me chamou para levar sua mensagem adiante.
Obrigado por isso.

Eu queria pedir por todos que estí£o aqui hoje, para que sintam a grandeza e o amor de Deus. Que nos quer, que nos ama.
Jesus mostrou-nos um caminho onde podemos andar juntos,
Apesar de todas as diferení§as entre nós, ainda podemos caminhar juntos
Buscando e encontrando maneiras que nos permitirí£o viver uma vida mais bela e mais intensa.

Paulo tem escrito sobre sua busca de um sentido para a vida.
E enquanto percorria novos caminhos, ele tomou rumos errados e atalhos complicados,
como todos nós.

Que continuemos buscando por Vocíª em todos os seres humanos que cruzam nossas vidas.


Istambul, Turquia, 19 de Marí§o. Voce pode ver o momento em que o Abade Burkhard reza em alemí£o no 6:09 min do video de nossa prece coletiva

“Samba de uma nota só” e “Samba do Avií£o”

My best friend, Roberto Menescal, plays his brillant guitar. The unforgetable Nara Leí£o sings

Character of the week: Elizabeth Taylor

I’ve always admitted that I’m ruled by my passions.

I have a woman’s body and a child’s emotions. I’m a survivor – a living example of what people can go through and survive.

My mother says I didn’t open my eyes for eight days after I was born, but when I did, the first thing I saw was an engagement ring. I was hooked.

The problem with people who have no vices is that generally you can be pretty sure they’re going to have some pretty annoying virtues

I really don’t remember much about Cleopatra. There were a lot of other things going on.

Success is a great deodorant.

I suppose when they reach a certain age some men are afraid to grow up. It seems the older the men get, the younger their new wives get.

I sweat real sweat and I shake real shakes.

You find out who your real friends are when you’re involved in a scandal.

I adore wearing gems, but not because they are mine. You can’t possess radiance, you can only admire it.

I think I’m finally growing up – and about time. So much to do, so little done, such things to be.

When people say, ‘She’s got everything’, I’ve got one answer – I haven’t had tomorrow.


Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, DBE (February 27, 1932 – March 23, 2011) was an English-born American actress



Siempre he admitido que soy dominada por mis pasiones.

Tengo un cuerpo de mujer y un niño de sentimientos. Soy un sobreviviente – un ejemplo vivo de lo que la gente puede atravesar y sobrevivir.

Dice mi madre no me abri mis ojos durante ocho dí­as después de que yo naciera, pero cuando lo hice, lo primero que ví­ fue un anillo de compromiso. Quede enganchada.

El problema con gente que no tiene vicios es que, en general se puede estar bien seguro de que van a tener algunas virtudes bastante molestas.

Yo realmente no recuerdo mucho acerca de Cleopatra. Pasaban muchas otras cosas.

El éxito es una gran desodorante.

Supongo que cuando llegan a cierta edad algunos hombres tienen miedo de crecer. A más edad los hombres tienen, cuanto más joven sus nuevas esposas.

Sudo,sudor real y las sacudidas son sacudidas reales…

Usted descubre que sus verdaderos amigos son cuando usted está implicado en un escándalo.
Me encanta usar joyas, pero no porque son las mí­as. Usted no puede poseer brillantez, sólo puede admirarla.

Creo que por fin estoy creciendo – ya era tiempo. Tanto por hacer, tan poco hecho, tanto que ser.

Cuando la gente dice, “Ella lo tiene todo”, tengo una respuesta – no he tenido mañana.

Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, DBE (February 27, 1932 – March 23, 2011) was an English-born American actress
(trad Leila)

Magyarország: Alef



Az Alef cí­mű regénnyel Paulo Coelho visszatér saját irodalmi gyökereihez.

Őszinte és megdöbbentÅ‘ személyes beszámolójában arról vall, miként indí­totta el komoly hitbeli válsága a spirituális megújulás útján.

Hogy visszanyerje érdeklÅ‘dését, szenvedélyét és az élet iránti lelkesedését, az í­ró elhatározza, hogy mindent elölrÅ‘l kezd: elutazik, új élményeket szerez, kapcsolatba lép az emberekkel és a világgal.

A jeleket követve három kontinensre látogat el – Európába, Afrikába és ízsiába -, és beleveti magát egy nagy utazásba, keresztül-kasul az idÅ‘n és a téren, a múlton és a jelenen, hogy megtalálja önmagát.

íštja során Paulo lassanként kilép elszigeteltségébÅ‘l, levetkÅ‘zi egoizmusát és büszkeségét, megnyitja lelkét a barátság, a szerelem, a hit és a megbocsátás elÅ‘tt, és nem hátrál meg az élettel együtt járó kihí­vások elÅ‘l.

Akárcsak Az alkimista pásztora, Santiago, a szerzÅ‘ is ráébred, hogy nagy távolságokat kell bejárni ahhoz, hogy megérthessük azt, ami itt van, tÅ‘lünk egy karnyújtásnyira. A zarándoklat révén újra érzi, hogy él, hogy képes a gyermek szemével látni a világot és a hétköznapi, apró cselekedetekben megtalálni Istent.


Do not question the search

Sri Ramakrisna tells the story of a man who was about to cross a river, when master Bibhishana came over, wrote a name on a leaf, tied it to the man’s back, and said:

– Don’t be afraid. Your faith will help you walk on the waters. But the minute you lose faith, you will drown.

The man trusted Bibhishana, and began to walk on the waters, without any difficulty. At a certain point, he had an overwhelming desire to know what his master had written on the leaf tied to his back.

He took it and read what was written:

“Oh god Rama, help this man to cross the river.”

“Is that all?” thought the man. “And who is this god Rama, anyway?”

The moment this doubt became lodged in his mind, he was submerged and drowned in the strong current.

The sign

I was asked by Paulo to attend St Joseph’s party on early November. The party was to take place at Istanbul on 2011 March. But I did not answer immediately, I wrote to Paulo let me think for a while. I was not sure if I could save a money to go to Istanbul. Of course, I did want to attend the party and meet with Paulo but I left this for a while to think.

On one late November, my wife Yumi went to her friend’s exhibition at Tokyo. This Yumi’s friend, is a handicraft artist making necklaces with stones. She invited us to her exhibition, but I was away to do my job so Yumi went ahead to the exhibition, I decided to go to the exhibition after I finish my job.
After having a little conversation, the artist asked Yumi which necklace she likes the best. There were several kinds of necklaces hanged on the wall, all of them were using different kinds of stones. Yumi immediately pointed the necklace using a blue stone. “That’s interesting that you’ve chosen that stone” The artist said to Yumi.

After an hour or so, after I finished a job, I arrived the gallery. Yumi asked me a same question that she was asked. “Which necklace do you like the best?”

After looking at them for a while, I pointed the same necklace out of a hundred necklaces. It was the same necklace that Yumi have chosen. “The name of the stone on this necklace is Aqua Aura” the artist started describing to us.
The artist continued: “the stone is a natural crystal but it wasn’t originally blue when it was mined from the ground. It is turned blue by an alchemical process using gold. So this Aqua Aura is also called Alchemist Stone”

Yumi screamed when she heard this (I didn’t scream, but I was very surprised). We were talking what to do about St Joseph’s party for many days. Yumi started explaining to the artist why she screamed. After hearing Yumi’s story, the artist told us that she is also a Paulo Coelho’s fan.

So this was the the day we’ve decided to go Istanbul. I felt like I have to give this stone to Paulo.

Taken from Ken Crane Blog

My unfulfilled desires

You have probably reached many of your goals for your life and many of your dreams must have already come true. What is an example of a dream or goal that you are still working towards and hoping will come true? (question by Ushani)

A ] to learn how to dance well (from a 1 to 10 scale, I would say I am 2)

B] to learn how to play guitar ( from the same scale, I am definitely 1)

C] spend three months in a monastery, totally isolated from the world ( I already talked to the abbot three years ago, but I am always postponing)

D] a safari in Africa (politically incorrect, of course)

E] to sponsor a good boxer (I know it sounds politically incorrect, as the previous item, but boxing for me is the ultimate body dialogue)

F] to learn boxing myself

G] being in orbit circling the planet (the Russians are making a business out of it, but I never actually sought the information out)

H] to have dinner with Nelson Mandela (this one I tried, but I did not manage so far)

I] to fly a Mirage (as a passenger, of course)

While writing this list, I realized that I did most of the things I wanted (the most recent being a 9.280 kms train journey from Moscow to Vladivostok, in 2006 – theme of my new book, ALEPH ).


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Note: “The Valkyries” is already published in several languages (from English to Korean). However, both the Russian and the German publishers decided to launch this book in 2011. That’s why ALEPH will be published in these two languages only in 2012

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19 March 2011: Sí£o José oraí§í£o / Saint Joseph prayer

Paulo talks about Saint Joseph (English)

(para explicaí§í£o portugues, CLICAR AQUI )

Paulo and his friends praying

Dear Paulo,
Herve, Veronique, Basia… and many many more lights who illuminated Istanbul in the past few days… what can I say? Except “thank you” for sharing with me this gathering of the souls… Souls who came only out of love… for love, by Love…

I find myself quoting the Quran too often when writing to you, but when I see the manifestations of Quranic verses in this great journey of millions of souls all over the world, I just can’t help it…

The Holy Quran says:
“Then strive together towards all that is good. Wherever you may be, God brings you together.”

So please pray for me, Paulo, that I remain as young as you.

And… and thank you again for everything.
Your kindness, generosity, but most importantly, your love for love really touched my heart. And the beautiful energy which came to Istanbul with St. Joseph’s Day has brought calm and contentment to my heart.

God says in the Holy Quran:
“Hearts only find contentment with the remembrance of God.”

So I thank you, Christina, Juliana and all the beautiful souls who have contributed in creating a time and a place for us to remember God, a time and a place to remember Love.
The gathering may have been over, but the remembrance continues.
With salams and warmest regards from Istanbul, the city of Elif,

Serdar Ozkan

Who would have thought, a couple of years ago I did not even know who Paulo Coelho was, and there I was like Santiago in The Alchemist setting off on a great adventure.

19 March is Saint Joseph Day. On that day Paulo Coelho celebrates his Saint’s Day with a select group of friends.

One day I was sat by the river in Guildford. There was an attractive Lithuanian girl totally engrossed in a book. What had her so engrossed I wondered? Well there was only one way to find out, I asked her.

I learnt she was reading The Zahir by the Brazilian writer Paulo Coelho. A few years later, having in the between times read all of his books, I found myself at the recently renovated Pera Palace Hotel in Istanbul as a guest of Paulo Coelho at his St Joseph Day party.

Paulo Coelho was born dead, strangled by his umbilical cord. His mother made a promise to Saint Joseph, the name of the hospital where Paulo Coelho was born.

Today, Paulo Coelho keeps that promise. He celebrates St Joseph’s Day and gives thanks by invitıng his friends to a party. Last year ıt was at Melk Abbey ın Austria, this year it was at the Pera Palace Hotel in Istanbul.

Earlier in the day Paulo Coelho gave a press conference at the Pera Palace Hotel.

The party started with cocktails. Then when everyone was seated for dinner, Paulo Coelho after having explained why he held a party for his friends every year on St Joseph’s Day, ınvıted everyone to join him in prayer. He said a prayer ın Portuguese then others said a prayer in several other languages – English, Spanish, French, Greek, German, Japanese – it was quite a moving experience.

(to read the full text, go to Keith’s Blog )

PHOTOS: courtesy of my friend Marcos Borges, HERE

The Alchemist in Arabic (free )


Due to the current circumstances, several readers tell me that they can’t find my books in some Arab countries.

Therefore, I went to a “pirate” site and found the current edition. I don’t know if the translation is good, but I think it is my duty to facilitate the access of my books.

I trust you:
only download this edition if you can’t find my books in bookstores.

“Then strive together towards all that is good. Wherever you may be, God brings you together.” (The Holy Quran )

19 Marí§o: Oraí§í£o de Sí£o José

(Depois de um rápido agradecimento em ingles, falo portugues)

(a primeira oraí§í£o é em portugues)


(below is a text that was originally posted as a comment a few days ago. I decided to put it here in the main blog because I am convinced that it is not only her to face this situation. I am looking forward to your opinions – NOT TO TELL CATS WHAT TO DO, but to put yourself and your personal conflicts in the same perspective )

I spent many days in my childhood in the desert.. following my father with his job as a soil scientist/geologist into the rural areas.

ffom three months to age 2 and a half we lived on the edge of a desert; no not in a tent; although spent many weeks camping on sojourns ;o)

Around age 7, it was Egypt’s isolated places;
Then later in life I recall being in Jordan, Wadi Rum, Petra – and all those places inspired me to this day to keep faith and believe in LIFE.

I remember one poignant memory;
the knowledge that I had a choice..
either to continue in the desert and most totally free to shape and carve MY life exactly day by day as I chose without regulation.
Or, I could choose to put roots down, in Europe, and I would lose my individuation, privacy and anonymity – if lucky, after a few years at most.

Effectively, it is about having ownership of one’s own life [the desert] or being part of a group.
The rebel in me chooses the desert every time, even in the city.
I am sure both are equally ok and work just as well for one person whilst not for another.
I guess in the desert, I know that only God is watching and
trying to help direct me… and this is fine.

I thought, back then, that I should never choose anywhere but the open road..
and until aged 34 I have done well to not submit my will..
but right now, I am feeling again – either lose self-determination and stay in Europe, follow the crowd,
or find the open road again and “see with the heart”…

( comment by CATS)

10 SEC READING: How to achieve immortality

Illustration by Ken Crane

When he was still a young man, Beethoven decided to compose a few improvisations on a music by Pergolesi. He devoted months to this task and finally had the courage to publish it.

A critic wrote a full page review in a German newspaper in which he launched a ferocious attack on the music.

Beethoven, however, was quite unshaken by his comments. When his friends pressed him to respond to the critic, he merely said:

‘All I need to do is to carry on with my work. If the music I compose is as good as I think it is, then it will survive that journalist.
“If it has the depth I hope it has, it will survive the newspaper too.
“Should that ferocious attack on what I do ever be remembered in the future, it will only serve as an example of the imbecility of critics.’

Beethoven was absolutely right.
Over a hundred years later, that same review was mentioned in a radio programme in Sí£o Paulo.