As pessoas são feitas de navios..... navegam na alma livremente carregando o sentido da vida, e o tempo. São livres os navios, enfrentam tempestades... as da alma, as da vida, encalham muitas vezes em pedras muito antigas e ali ficam.... Esperam que o vento da vontade, seja mais forte, e os arranque de novo para o mar da alma.
Yolanda Botelho
Thursday, 10 January 2013
Começo por terminar na praia Infinita da Memória ... No registo da canção das Ondas... Os pés descalços na areia morna ... O véu do Tempo que pouco ou nada importa ... O coração da espuma fresca ... O Silêncio da Aurora!
Sunday, 4 November 2012
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A Suspended Blue Ocean
The sky
Is a suspended blue ocean.
The stars are the fish
That swim.
The planets are the white whales
I sometimes hitch a ride on,
And the sun and all light
Have forever fused themselves
Into my heart and upon
My skin.
There is only one rule
On this Wild Playground,
For every sign Hafiz has ever seen
Reads the same.
They all say,
"Have fun, my dear; my dear, have fun,
In the Beloved's Divine
Game,
O, in the Beloved's
Wonderful
Game."
Hafiz
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Wednesday, 8 August 2012
Destiny doesn’t mean that our lives are already decided. It is a stupidity to accept everything and say “It is destiny”. Destiny doesn’t show the whole life, only the end of some roads. We are not completely masters but surely not victims.