Nós, os instrumentos

E eis que termino de escrever um capítulo do novo livro, abro a caixa postal, e encontro a carta abaixo. Publico aqui porque quero chamar a atençao de todos voces, que podem tambem ajudar. Na verdade, o mérito é todo da Yolanda e da Isabela. Clicquem no link abaixo do nome de Yolanda, se puderem cooperar tambem

Amadíssimo Paulo,

Chegou-nos agora a notícia e o LINK PARA O VIDEO onde relata sua grande experiência de Vida.

Se já o amávamos, como benfeitor de nossa obra, agora então, o admiramos ainda mais, pela fé e esperança de quem sabe que não existe a morte do espírito e está sempre preparado para a do corpo..
Quero mais uma vez lhe dizer que sua ajuda e de Christina, ao Solar Meninos de Luz tem um valor imperecível, que,em sendo motivo de sustento da instituição, também mobiliza as Esferas Superiores do Espírito, em seu benefício, por seu grande merecimento, o que inclui outras boas obras que realiza.

Fiquei muito comovida com suas palavras, e pela citação de Paulo, o Apóstolo, patrono do Solar, e um Mentor Maior, de vocês.

Lembrei que ele escreveu aos Hebreus (12:130) :”E farei veredas direitas para os vossos pés, para que o que manqueja se não desvie inteiramente, mas antes seja curado”. Você não apenas ensina o Bem, mas pratica o Bem, sendo essa realização indispensável, porque consegue ver em seu caminho , os que manquejam, precisando do socorro que já lhes pode dar.

Aproveitei para lhe dizer de nossa gratidão, porque sua imagem está em meu coração agradecido e muitas vezes tenho vontade de escrever só para lhe dizer isso, e fico meio sem graça.Oro então, e peço a Jesus por você.
Seu nome e de Christina estão em nossa Reunião Mediúnica, onde oramos sempre pelos dois.

Em nome de nossas cerca de 4500 pessoas atendidas , em 2011, com seu auxílio, que de diversas formas melhoraram de vida,
deixo nossa alegria em vê-lo bem e feliz, com a querida Christina.

Abraço, carinho,
Yolanda Maltaroli
SOLAR MENINOS DE LUZ

A nova literatura brasileira

A revista Veja está de parabéns pela excelente matéria de capa desta semana , mostrando não apenas que o brasileiro está lendo mais, como está prestigiando os escritores nacionais.
Conheço pessoalmente mais da metade deles – gente que tem lutado por seu espaço na mídia, nas livrarias, e no coração do leitor.
Vencedores de muitas batalhas, algumas ingratas, outras que custaram para mostrar resultado. Mas finalmente o tempo da colheita chegou, e os frutos apareceram.

Conheço essas batalhas de perto, porque também as travei (abro um parentese para agradecer ao diretor de redação, Euripedes Alcântara, em me citar gentilmente na sua Carta ao Leitor: “Paulo Coelho […] ficou fora da reportagem desta edição pela opção de enfocar autores presentes nas listas dos mais vendidos nos últimos doze meses, e desde 2010 Paulo Coelho não publica um título novo“)

Como verão nos números de vendas de exemplares que acompanham o perfil de cada um dos autores ali (com uma exceção, comentada no final do post) o Brasil está muitissimo bem preparado para o grande desafio que será a Feira de Frankfurt 2013, onde é o convidado de honra.

E por que estou fazendo este post?
Em primeiro lugar, claro, para felicitar os nomes citados na matéria.
Mas existe algo igualmente importante: o governo brasileiro, preparando-se para Frankfurt – o mais importante evento literário do mundo – começou a implementar um programa de traduções, convencido de que o Brasil não está presente nas prateleiras de outros países pela ausência das mesmas.
Nao é verdade.
O que estava faltando não era a tradução (eu que o diga, porque nunca tive qualquer subsidio para isso) mas um time consistente, que agora existe.

Esse caríssimo programa de traduções subsidiadas não pode terminar favorecendo autores da famosa – e completamente ultrapassada – “panelinha literária”.
Não podemos deixar que os critérios imponderáveis de “prestígio literário” terminem prevalecendo, e dificultando mais uma vez a merecida exposição dos autores citados na matéria de Veja
Parabéns a todos!
Paulo

P.S. O único número que não me parece correto é o de Augusto Cury, por razões muito simples: em 2010 declarou ao portal da Veja que tinha vendido 10 milhões de exemplares.
Em janeiro de 2012, declarou à coluna Radar, tambem da Veja, que vendera 15 milhões de exemplares. Ou seja, em um ano teria vendido quase 10% de todo o mercado nacional.
Três semanas depois, na atual matéria, o número subiu para 16,5 milhões, ou seja, 500 mil exemplares por semana.

CoelhoOffice 09 – Desert I

Videocast #9 – Paulo Coelho talking about one of his experiences in the desert.

Videocast #9 – Paulo Coelho falando sobre uma de suas experiências no deserto.

Videocast #9 – Paulo Coelho hablando acerca de una de sus experiencias en el desierto.

30 SEC READING: The power of the words

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Illustration by Ken Crane

by Priya Sher

Two young kangaroos were playing in the forest when they fell into a very deep pit. They tried to jump out but couldn’t jump high enough to get out of the hole.

Meanwhile, a big group of kangaroos started gathering above the pit – the pit was very deep and the gathered onlookers shouted to the two young kangaroos that it was impossible for them to get out. The older one of the two kangaroos heard the disheartening words of the spectators and after a while gave up and fell asleep, whilst the younger kept jumping and trying harder.

Finally, he managed to jump out of the hole – the spectators were shocked and asked the kangaroo,
“When we had told you so many times that it was impossible to get out, what was the reason that you tried even harder?”

The kangaroo was shocked because as he was partially deaf. He told them:
“Looking at all of you standing there cheering me gave me the strength to succeed in my mission of getting out of the pit.”

Always remember the affect your words have on others.

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To read the full story, please visit Priya Sher’s Blog

Convention for those wounded in love

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PARA PORTUGUES CLICAR AQUI : Convenção dos feridos por amor
PARA ESPANOL CLICAR AQUI: Convención de los heridos de amor


General provisions:

A – Whereas the saying “all is fair in love and war” is absolutely correct;

B – Whereas for war we have the Geneva Convention, approved on 22 August 1864, which provides for those wounded in the battlefield, but until now no convention has been signed concerning those wounded in love, who are far greater in number;

It is hereby decreed that:

Article 1 – All lovers, of any sex, are alerted that love, besides being a blessing, is also something extremely dangerous, unpredictable and capable of causing serious damage. Consequently, anyone planning to love should be aware that they are exposing their body and soul to various types of wounds, and that they shall not be able to blame their partner at any moment, since the risk is the same for both.

Article 2 – Once struck by a stray arrow fired from Cupid’s bow, they should immediately ask the archer to shoot the same arrow in the opposite direction, so as not to be afflicted by the wound known as “unrequited love”. Should Cupid refuse to perform such a gesture, the Convention now being promulgated demands that the wounded partner remove the arrow from his/her heart and throw it in the garbage. In order to guarantee this, those concerned should avoid telephone calls, messages over the Internet, sending flowers that are always returned, or each and every means of seduction, since these may yield results in the short run but always end up wrong after a while. The Convention decrees that the wounded person should immediately seek the company of other people and try to control the obsessive thought: “this person is worth fighting for”.

Article 3 – If the wound is caused by third parties, in other words if the loved one has become interested in someone not in the script previously drafted, vengeance is expressly forbidden. In this case, it is allowed to use tears until the eyes dry up, to punch walls or pillows, to insult the ex-partner in conversations with friends, to allege his/her complete lack of taste, but without offending their honor. The Convention determines that the rule contained in Article 2 be applied: seek the company of other persons, preferably in places different from those frequented by the other party.

Article 4 – In the case of light wounds, herein classified as small treacheries, fulminating passions that are short-lived, passing sexual disinterest, the medicine called Pardon should be applied generously and quickly. Once this medicine has been applied, one should never reconsider one’s decision, not even once, and the theme must be completely forgotten and never used as an argument in a fight or in a moment of hatred.

Article 5 – In all definitive wounds, also known as “breaking up”, the only medicine capable of having an effect is called Time. It is no use seeking consolation from fortune-tellers (who always say that the lost lover will return), romantic books (which always have a happy ending), soap-operas on the television or other such things. One should suffer intensely, completely avoiding drugs, tranquilizers and praying to saints. Alcohol is only tolerated if kept to a maximum of two glasses of wine a day.

Final determination:
Those wounded in love, unlike those wounded in armed conflict, are neither victims nor torturers. They chose something that is part of life, and so they have to accept both the agony and the ecstasy of their choice.
And those who have never been wounded in love will never be able to say: “I have lived”. Because they haven’t.
 
 

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Books call out with love

I don’t always choose the books I read. They usually choose me, calling out to me from the shelf of a bookstore and I often buy them without knowing why. Each one always leaves me with something important, though. I recently opened a few volumes from my small library for no apparent reason. Below are some of the passages that I underlined when I first read them.

Epithet and Control: “Of all the things that exist, some are within our reach, and some are not. Those that are within our reach are the thoughts, impulses and desires, that is, whatever the result is of our own actions. But there are things that arise that we cannot interfere with, and in those cases, we must look with wisdom to know what is going on.

What disturbs the spirit of man are not the facts, but the decisions we make about them. Do not pray for everything in life, follow the path of your will. Pray that things happen as they need to happen, by doing so, things will be much better than what was expected.”

Manuel Bandeira and the River:
Be like the river that overflowed
Silent in the night
Do not fear the darkness of night
If there are stars in the sky, reflect on them
And if the heavens are full of clouds
It is as the river, the clouds are water
I thought of them too without sorrow
And felt the depths of calm.

Chico Xavier and one text: “When you can overcome serious relationship problems, do not remember the difficult times, but think of the joy of having gone through that phase in life. When you escape a serious accident, do not be thinking about the trauma it may have caused, but of the miracle that helped you get away. When walking away from a health scare, do not think of the suffering that was faced, but the blessing of God that allowed the cure. Make sure you put in your memories of life the good things that emerged in the midst of difficulties. They are a testament to your ability to win races and will give you confidence… which will help in any situation, at any time, before any obstacle.”

Khalil Gibran and the Art of Giving: You say, “I give, but only to those who deserve it.” “Trees do not say that, nor do the flocks. They give so they can continue living; to retain is to die. He who is worthy to win God’s day and night is also worthy of getting everything he needs. He who deserves to drink from the ocean of life deserves to fill his bowl from the little stream…
Why demand that a man expose his heart and reveal his pride, so that you can decide whether he deserves help? Seek, rather, see if you deserve to. And you, who receives these things, do not assume any debt of gratitude, lest they create a loop domain with their benefactors. If we become too concerned with these debts, we will end up doubting the end of the generosity of the earth and the Father — and that was really where these donations came from.”

Coco Chanel and elegance

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A woman has the age she deserves.

There is no time for cut-and-dried monotony. There is time for work. And time for love. That leaves no other time!

Elegance does not consist in putting on a new dress.
Elegance is not the prerogative of those who have just escaped from adolescence, but of those who have already taken possession of their future.
Elegance is refusal.

Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street, fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening.
Fashion fades, only style remains the same.
Look for the woman in the dress. If there is no woman, there is no dress.

Some people think luxury is the opposite of poverty. It is not. It is the opposite of vulgarity. Luxury must be comfortable, otherwise it is not luxury.

Hard times arouse an instinctive desire for authenticity.

Since everything is in our heads, we had better not lose them

In order to be irreplaceable one must always be different.

There are people who have money and people who are rich.

by Gabrielle Bonheur “Coco” Chanel (19 August 1883 – 10 January 1971), a pioneering French fashion designer

CoelhoOffice 08 – Signs

Videocast #8 – Paulo Coelho talking about the language of signs.

Videocast #8 – Paulo Coelho falando sobre a linguagem dos sinais.

Videocast #8 – Paulo Coelho hablando acerca del lenguaje de los señales.

The cracked jar

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EN ESPANOL: La vajita con rajaduras
EM PORTUGUES: vaso com rachaduras

An Indian legend tells of a man who carried water to his village every day, in two large jars tied to the ends of a wooden pole, which he balanced on his back.
One of the jars was older than the other, and had some small cracks; every time the man covered the distance to his house, half of the water was lost.

The younger jar was always very proud of its performance, safe in the knowledge that it was up to the mission it had been made for, while the other jar was mortified with shame at only fulfilling half of its allotted task.

It was so ashamed that one day, while the man got ready to fetch water from the well, it decided to speak to him:
– I want to apologize, but because of the many years of service, you are only able to deliver half of my load, and quench half of the thirst which awaits you at your home.

The man smiled, and said:
– When we return, observe carefully the path.

And so it did. And the jar noticed that, on its side, many flowers and plants grew.

– See how nature is more lovely on your side? – commented the man. – I always knew you were cracked, and decided to make use of this fact.
‘I planted flowers and vegetables, and you have always watered them.
‘I have picked many roses to decorate my house with, I have fed my children with lettuce, cabbage and onions.
‘If you were not as you are, how could I have done that?

“All of us, at some point, grow old and start to acquire other qualities. We can always make the most of each one of these new qualities and obtain a good result.”
 
 

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Su amor nunca se les debe ofrecer … (Hafez)


by Hafez

A veces el amor quiere hacernos un gran favor: sostenernos al revés y sacudir todo lo que no tiene sentido fuera.

Tu amor
Jamás debería ser ofrecido a la boca de un extraño,
Solamente a alguien que tenga el valor y la audacia
Para cortar piezas de su alma con un cuchillo
Y luego tejer con ellas un manto
Para protegerte.

Quédate cerca de cualquier sonido que te haga sentir la dicha de estar vivo.

Desde que la felicidad oyó tu nombre, ha estado corriendo através de las calles
tratando de encontrarte.

Desearía poder mostrarte cuando estás en la soledad o en la oscuridad, la asombrosa
luz de tu propio ser.

Hay diferentes pozos en tu corazón.
Algunas llenadas con cada buena lluvia,
Otras demasiado profundas para eso.

El miedo es el rincón más barato de la casa. Me gustaría verte viviendo en mejores condiciones.

Incluso después de todo este tiempo el sol nunca le dijo a la Tierra “Me perteneces”./

No hay placer sin un tinte de amargura.

(trad: Richard – see comments below)

Your love should never be offered…(Hafez)

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EN ESPANOL: Su amor nunca se les debe ofrecer



by Hafez

Love sometimes wants to do us a great favor: hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.

Your love
Should never be offered to the mouth of a stranger,
Only to someone who has the valor and daring
To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife
Then weave them into a blanket
To protect you.

Stay close to any sounds that make you glad you are alive.

Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you.
I wish I could show you when you are lonely or in the darkness, the astonishing light of your own being.

There are different wells within your heart.
Some fill with each good rain,
Others are far too deep for that

Fear is the cheapest room in the house. I would like to see you living in better conditions.

Even after all this time the sun never says to the Earth, “You owe me”

There is no pleasure without a tincture of bitterness.

20 seg leitura: qual é o maior luxo?

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Ao lado do mosteiro de Ibak, vivia um sábio sufi, excelente negociante, que terminou por acumular uma grande riqueza.

Um visitante do mosteiro, ao ver os custos altíssimos dos trabalhos de renovação do templo, disse para quem quisesse escutar:

“Eis que os caminhos da sabedoria se transformam na estrada da ilusão! Encontrei alguém que diz procurar a verdade, e, no entanto está podre de rico!”

As palavras terminaram chegando aos ouvidos do sábio.

Quando lhe perguntaram o que tinha a dizer, ele comentou:

“Eu achava que possuía tudo, e acabo de descobrir que me faltava uma coisa. Agora sei que sou realmente um homem rico, porque consegui o luxo mais sofisticado”.

“E qual é o luxo mais sofisticado?”, quis saber um dos monges.

“É ver alguém sentindo inveja de você”.

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How I write

( below, parts of my interview to Tim Ferris, published yesterday)

On Inspiration:
“I procrastinate, check some emails … then I start. I write my books very quickly because I cannot stop.”

On Confidence: “You cannot sell your next book by underrating your book that was just published. Be proud of what you have.”

On Simplicity: “What counts in a good story is the person inside. Keep it simple.”

strong>On Trust: “Trust your reader. Don’t try to describe things. Give a hint and they will fulfill this hint with their own imagination.”

On Writing:
“I write the book that wants to be written. Behind the first sentence is a thread that takes you to the last.”

On Expertise:
“You cannot take something out of nothing. When you write a book, you use your experience.”

On Critics: “Writers want to please their peers. They want to be recognized. Forget about this. Who cares? You should care to share your soul and not to please other writers who will write a review that nobody is going to read.”

On Overcoming Stagnation: “If I don’t feel inspired, I need to move forward. You need to have be disciplined.”

On Research: “If you overload your book with a lot of research, you are going to be very boring to yourself and to your reader. Books are not there to show how intelligent you are. Books are there to show your soul.”

On Notetaking: “I use notes to take them out of my head. I will never use them the next day – they will be useless.”

On Story Arcs: “There are only four types of stories: love story between 2 people, love story between 3 people, a struggle for power, and a journey.”

On Style: “Don’t try to innovate storytelling. Tell a good story and it is magical. I see people trying to work so much in style, finding different ways to tell the same thing. It is like fashion. Style is the dress, but the dress does not dictate what is inside the dress. What counts is the person.”

On Notetaking II : “If you want to capture ideas, you are lost. You are going to be detached from emotions and forget to live your life. You will be an observer and not a human being living his or her life. Forget notetaking. What is important remains, what is not important goes away.”

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Note: this is not the Agenda 2012, but a compilation of my sentences on Love. It was published in 2009, and I guess you can find it in bookstores or in stationary stores

“My heart is afraid to suffer”

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“Why do we have to listen to our hearts?” the boy asked, when they had made camp that day.

“Because, wherever your heart is, that is where you’ll find your treasure.”

“But my heart is agitated,” the boy said. “It has its dreams, it gets emotional, and it’s become passionate over a woman of the desert. It asks things of me, and it keeps me from sleeping many nights, when I’m thinking about her.”

“Well, that’s good. Your heart is alive. Keep listening to what it has to say.”

“My heart is a traitor,” the boy said to the alchemist, when they had paused to rest the horses. “It doesn’t want me to go on.”

“That makes sense. Naturally it’s afraid that, in pursuing your dream, you might lose everything you’ve won.”

“Well, then, why should I listen to my heart?”

“Because you will never again be able to keep it quiet. ”

“You mean I should listen, even if it’s treasonous?”

“Treason is a blow that comes unexpectedly. If you know your heart well, it will never be able to do that to you. Because you’ll know its dreams and wishes, and will know how to deal with them.

“My heart is afraid that it will have to suffer,” the boy told the alchemist one night as they looked up at the moonless sky.

“Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second’s encounter with God and with eternity.”

From “The Alchemist”