<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933</id><updated>2011-09-28T05:01:58.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog do Fabrizio</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-1419208799807627542</id><published>2011-08-03T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:08:33.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEDO - O Grande Inimigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SwlHa7abKBI/AAAAAAAABFs/mBjDFuhWtIA/s1600/caveiras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406931355585685522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SwlHa7abKBI/AAAAAAAABFs/mBjDFuhWtIA/s320/caveiras.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Afirma-se que o medo é o maior inimigo do homem. O medo está por trás do fracasso, da doença e das relações humanas desagradáveis. Milhões de pessoas têm medo do passado, do futuro, da velhice, da loucura e da morte. O medo é um pensamento em sua mente e você tem medo dos seus próprios pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um menino pode ficar paralisado pelo medo quando lhe dizem que há um homem mau debaixo de sua cama e que vai levá-lo. Quando o pai acende a luz e mostra-lhe que não há ninguém, ele se liberta do medo. O medo na mente do menino foi tão real como se houvesse de fato um homem debaixo de sua cama. Ele se curou de um pensamento falso em sua mente. A coisa que temia, na verdade, não existia. Da mesma forma, a maioria dos seus medos não tem base na realidade, constitui apenas um conglomerado de sombras sinistras e as sombras não têm realidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando você afirma positivamente que vai dominar seus receios e chega a uma decisão definitiva em sua mente consciente, liberta o poder do subconsciente, que flui em resposta à natureza do seu pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O medo normal é bom, o medo anormal é mau e destrutivo. Permitir constantemente os pensamentos de medo acarreta o medo anormal, obsessões e complexos. Temer alguma coisa persistentemente provoca um sentimento de pânico e terror. Você pode superar o medo anormal quando sabe que o poder do seu subconsciente pode mudar os condicionamentos e realizar os desejos acalentados por seu coração. Dedique sua atenção e devote-se, imediatamente, ao seu desejo, que é o oposto do seu medo. Este é o amor que expulsa o medo. Enfrente seus temores, traga-os à luz da razão. Aprenda a sorrir dos seus temores. Esse é o melhor remédio. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406930779923410098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SwlG5a517LI/AAAAAAAABFc/bUHltiZFZGA/s400/daddys_gift.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Texto extraído de: "O Poder do Subconsciente" Dr. Joseph Murphy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-1419208799807627542?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/1419208799807627542/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=1419208799807627542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1419208799807627542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1419208799807627542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/11/medo-o-grande-inimigo.html' title='MEDO - O Grande Inimigo'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SwlHa7abKBI/AAAAAAAABFs/mBjDFuhWtIA/s72-c/caveiras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-3646623867546152354</id><published>2011-08-01T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:07:29.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qual a saída?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SxUfHGdkIlI/AAAAAAAABHM/6KfEK0-72rI/s1600/Careca+sofrimento3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 251px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410264734209679954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SxUfHGdkIlI/AAAAAAAABHM/6KfEK0-72rI/s320/Careca+sofrimento3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Tem horas na vida que o desespero bate à nossa porta e ficamos completamente cegos. Nesta hora não enxergamos soluções, amigos, pessoas que nos amam, nada. Enxergamos um próximo passo tenebroso e assustador. Queremos fugir, mas não sabemos para onde. Queremos chorar, mas as lágrimas não saem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Quando sentir algo parecido "PARE".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Respire fundo três vezes para oxigenar o cérebro e faça algo que te dê muito prazer, pois só assim a realidade voltará a conviver na tua mente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-3646623867546152354?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/3646623867546152354/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=3646623867546152354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3646623867546152354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3646623867546152354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/11/qual-saida.html' title='Qual a saída?'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SxUfHGdkIlI/AAAAAAAABHM/6KfEK0-72rI/s72-c/Careca+sofrimento3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-480798131681755399</id><published>2011-07-29T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T12:57:00.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livro das atitudes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Tome uma atitude Tolerante"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Uma força interior vem em nosso auxílio quando optamos por uma atitude tolerante diante dos desafios importantes. São esses desafios que nos fazem crescer e perceber que é preciso continuar por mais algum tempo, sem criar oposição ou resistência antagônica a alguma situação vigente. Quando uma atitude tolerante se instala dentro de nós é porque queremos suportar algumas coisas por mais um tempo, pois este tempo irá dar-lhe uma nova e mais elevada perspectiva. Ser tolerante é ser capaz de responder corretamente às circunstâncias, sem se ferir ou magoar, porque o poder interior que vem da alma é reconhecido. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408406007246412146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sw6Em88C2XI/AAAAAAAABGE/OdxkIshH48w/s400/AAA!cid_ACCA2379-E0DE-4113-8889-D19D4D14B97E.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-480798131681755399?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/480798131681755399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=480798131681755399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/480798131681755399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/480798131681755399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/11/livro-das-atitudes-5.html' title='Livro das atitudes'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sw6Em88C2XI/AAAAAAAABGE/OdxkIshH48w/s72-c/AAA!cid_ACCA2379-E0DE-4113-8889-D19D4D14B97E.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-5967862831509451549</id><published>2011-07-25T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T16:02:18.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talvez</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/S0EvwHwH9BI/AAAAAAAABK0/DtE_FS9nIbM/s1600-h/b12563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422667930091910162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/S0EvwHwH9BI/AAAAAAAABK0/DtE_FS9nIbM/s200/b12563.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hesite mais, use mais as expressões "talvez" e "pode ser" e permita aos outros a liberdade de decidirem por si mesmos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Observe cada palavra que você usa. Nossa linguagem é tal, nossas maneiras de falar são tais que, sabendo ou não, fazemos afirmações absolutas. Nunca faça isso. Hesite mais, use mais as expressões talvez e pode ser e permita aos outros a liberdade de decidirem por si mesmos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tente isso por um mês. Você precisará estar muito alerta, porque falar em termos absolutos é um hábito profundamente enraizado; mas, se você estiver atento, esse hábito poderá ser abandonado. Então você perceberá que os argumentos serão abandonados e não haverá necessidade de se defender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422667600530018930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/S0Evc8CcknI/AAAAAAAABKk/m6TDVLhzcHc/s400/rosto-oval-leandra-leal-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;Texto de "OSHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-5967862831509451549?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/5967862831509451549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=5967862831509451549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5967862831509451549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5967862831509451549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2010/01/talvez.html' title='Talvez'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/S0EvwHwH9BI/AAAAAAAABK0/DtE_FS9nIbM/s72-c/b12563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-1971014119861222111</id><published>2011-07-22T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T07:26:17.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assuma o risco.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SyKe4HTN4bI/AAAAAAAABIU/52Bj30JXZls/s1600-h/Montanha+Russa,+Maryland,+USA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414064388922270130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SyKe4HTN4bI/AAAAAAAABIU/52Bj30JXZls/s400/Montanha+Russa,+Maryland,+USA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;Os executivos de sucesso da nova era serão os que souberem esquecer o passado, gerenciar o presente e criar o futuro. Se você quer ser um deles aprenda a fazer perguntas e a escutar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-1971014119861222111?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/1971014119861222111/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=1971014119861222111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1971014119861222111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1971014119861222111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/12/assuma-o-risco.html' title='Assuma o risco.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SyKe4HTN4bI/AAAAAAAABIU/52Bj30JXZls/s72-c/Montanha+Russa,+Maryland,+USA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-6718349190773915613</id><published>2011-07-20T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T08:45:29.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos nos ajudam ou nos destroem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Pensamentos ruins levam ao sofrimento. O pensamento é uma força magnética criadora quando direcionada ao bem ou destruidora, se direcionada ao mal. O ser humano ainda desconhece o potencial dessa força e descuida da boa ou má qualidade do pensamento. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Um pensamento ruim, se não for cortado imediatamente, começa por desequilibrar as energias da própria pessoa que o emitiu, causando intenso mal estar, estresse, depressão, doenças de toda sorte e até deformações físicas. Mas não pára por aí, continua a irradiar desarmonizando o meio ambiente, atingindo a quem estiver por perto. E, dependendo da intensidade e direção, a força maléfica do pensamento ruim pode atingir alguém que esteja distante, fisicamente. E se este pensamento se concretizar através de atitudes e palavras, então, o seu efeito poderá ser devastador. Ao passo que o bom pensamento equilibra as energias, restabelecendo a saúde do corpo e da alma, irradia-se no meio ambiente beneficiando a tudo e a todos, transmitindo a Paz, a Luz e o Amor. E se o bom pensamento se expressar pelas atitudes e palavras, então, o benefício será inimaginável. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439166429472270866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/S3vNDLbsqhI/AAAAAAAABOQ/f3kvyws8Iaw/s400/red++!cid_64B84C61-128A-401F-976A-B0C2D041B589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-6718349190773915613?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/6718349190773915613/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=6718349190773915613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/6718349190773915613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/6718349190773915613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2010/02/pensamentos-nos-ajudam-ou-nos-destroem.html' title='Pensamentos nos ajudam ou nos destroem.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/S3vNDLbsqhI/AAAAAAAABOQ/f3kvyws8Iaw/s72-c/red++!cid_64B84C61-128A-401F-976A-B0C2D041B589.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-4603713834849221178</id><published>2011-07-18T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T09:01:43.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Segunda feira, peguemos nossas máscaras</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quanto mais expontâneos conseguirmos ser na empresa que trabalhamos melhor para nós, pois não gastaremos tanta energia durante a jornada. Mas sobreviver sem nossas máscaras é praticamente impossível, pois há inúmeras situações que a verdade nua e crua é dura e mal vista. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SyQJasfm9vI/AAAAAAAABI8/Bf4BbbryLF0/s1600-h/mentira-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414463006231164658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SyQJasfm9vI/AAAAAAAABI8/Bf4BbbryLF0/s400/mentira-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-4603713834849221178?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/4603713834849221178/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=4603713834849221178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4603713834849221178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4603713834849221178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/11/segunda-feira-peguemos-nossas-mascaras.html' title='Segunda feira, peguemos nossas máscaras'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SyQJasfm9vI/AAAAAAAABI8/Bf4BbbryLF0/s72-c/mentira-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-6956555412571877215</id><published>2011-07-15T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T09:23:36.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pense nisso.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SjS-Op4JomI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ccZJ0PzoC44/s1600-h/interroga%C3%A7%C3%A3o1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 129px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347107816564433506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SjS-Op4JomI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ccZJ0PzoC44/s200/interroga%C3%A7%C3%A3o1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;"Quem faz o mundo rodar não são as afirmações, mas as perguntas." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;O lider que se der conta disso, vai perguntar antes de afirmar, vai ouvir mais do que falar, vai conhecer mais seus seguidores, e com isso a maneira de se relacionar com as metas a atingir vai mudar, e muito. Poderá conhecer ideias das pessoas que o rodeiam que mudam o caminho das soluções e cada uma delas podem gerar muito lucro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;COMO DIZIA MEU AVÔ, TEMOS DUAS ORELHAS E UMA BOCA PARA ESCUTAR MAIS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-6956555412571877215?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/6956555412571877215/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=6956555412571877215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/6956555412571877215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/6956555412571877215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/06/ontem-estava-assistindo-tv-quando-de.html' title='Pense nisso.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SjS-Op4JomI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ccZJ0PzoC44/s72-c/interroga%C3%A7%C3%A3o1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-3579390158216124372</id><published>2011-07-13T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T09:34:54.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Festeje muito uma venda.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;Hoje recebi um e-mail de alguém que estava muito alegre por ter feito uma venda e fez questão de dividir essa alegria com seus colegas de empresa. Alguns poderiam afirmar que não fez nada mais do que a obrigação, afinal é de vendas que a empresa vive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003300;"&gt;Errado, a cada venda, a cada objetivo alcançado, devemos festejar muito para podermos nos energizar para continuar e conseguir muito mais. E se você é o lider de quem fez a venda, festeje junto, afinal as glórias alcançadas são de toda a equipe, e não só de quem chegou no objetivo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SvythGKNSkI/AAAAAAAABC8/6KUAXrHid9s/s1600-h/!cid_B3F86703962849DD84491ABEE4DD1102%40DFTZZP81.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 356px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403384437038467650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SvythGKNSkI/AAAAAAAABC8/6KUAXrHid9s/s400/!cid_B3F86703962849DD84491ABEE4DD1102%40DFTZZP81.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-3579390158216124372?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/3579390158216124372/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=3579390158216124372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3579390158216124372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3579390158216124372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/11/festeje-muito-uma-venda.html' title='Festeje muito uma venda.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SvythGKNSkI/AAAAAAAABC8/6KUAXrHid9s/s72-c/!cid_B3F86703962849DD84491ABEE4DD1102%40DFTZZP81.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-7236854013339160829</id><published>2011-07-11T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T10:13:41.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sete pecados capitais no primeiro emprego</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Si-0tgfgGsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/5Ix-reIUHUo/s1600-h/figura01ET.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345689976621243074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Si-0tgfgGsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/5Ix-reIUHUo/s400/figura01ET.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Você, que está começando a trabalhar agora, tome cuidado para não se sentir um E.T. no novo emprego. Todos tem muita paciência com recém chegados, mas algumas armadilhas estão a sua espera. Perceba que está iniciando a formar sua imagem e isso é muito importante. Você não pode: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Deixar de colaborar em outras áreas por desinteresse ou por acreditar que determinado assunto não seja de sua alçada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Ficar nervoso quando chamam sua atenção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Pensar pequeno e não se inteirar dos assuntos da empresa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Não respeitar horários de entrada e do almoço, mas sair sempre na hora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;icar em dúvidas e não esclarecê-las.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Ficar angustiado por não saber como funciona o dia-a-dia da empresa, n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;inguém sabe de tudo nos primeiros meses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Querer fazer as coisas sempre sem cuidado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-7236854013339160829?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/7236854013339160829/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=7236854013339160829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7236854013339160829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7236854013339160829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/06/sete-pecados-capitais-no-primeiro.html' title='Sete pecados capitais no primeiro emprego'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Si-0tgfgGsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/5Ix-reIUHUo/s72-c/figura01ET.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-1326317944645723445</id><published>2011-07-08T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T16:30:07.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duas dicas para lembrar no trabalho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sixn0ts4fGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Zm7M3qU6Z9U/s1600-h/KS11209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 113px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344761013100641378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sixn0ts4fGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Zm7M3qU6Z9U/s400/KS11209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Colegas passam, inimigos são para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;A chance de uma pessoa se lembrar de um favor que você fez a ela vai diminuindo 20% ao ano. Alguns anos depois, o favor será esquecido. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A chance de alguém se lembrar de uma desfeita se mantém estável, não importa quanto tempo passe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Um colega não é um amigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Colega é aquela pessoa que, durante algum tempo, parece um amigo, mas isso só dura até um dos dois mudar de emprego. Depois disso "amigo" liga para perguntar se você está precisando de alguma coisa. Ex-colega, que parecia amigo, é aquela pessoa que você liga para pedir alguma coisa e ele manda dizer que não está. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344760793145379986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sixnn6TdjJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/I4qABzAwuj0/s400/KS76697.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Por isso, pensando a longo prazo, o sucesso consiste em:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evitar fazer inimigos.&lt;br /&gt;Não deixar a guarda aberta para “colegas”. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-1326317944645723445?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/1326317944645723445/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=1326317944645723445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1326317944645723445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1326317944645723445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/06/duas-dicas-para-lembrar-no-trabalho.html' title='Duas dicas para lembrar no trabalho'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sixn0ts4fGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Zm7M3qU6Z9U/s72-c/KS11209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-4414076293561005108</id><published>2011-07-06T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T12:55:34.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livro das atitudes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tome uma atitude comprometida" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Quando assumimos um verdadeiro compromisso, toda a energia que vem de níveis superiores da nossa consciência fica disponível para nos ajudar. A atitude comprometida é aquela que nos liberta da necessidade de fazer as coisas por dever ou obrigação porque passamos a confiar inteiramente no nosso potencial. Quando podemos assumir uma atitude comprometida é porque já atingimos o ponto de maturidade no qual percebemos que sem vocação e doação nenhum projeto poderá tomar corpo no plano físico. Quando alguém se compromete com sua força interior ou com o príncípio Único que move e vive por trás de tudo que existe, todos os "Anjos de Deus" estão a postos para ajudar no que for necessário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422860892943947650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/S0HfQCZIF4I/AAAAAAAABMU/MqQJDhHmDjQ/s400/Digitalizar0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-4414076293561005108?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/4414076293561005108/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=4414076293561005108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4414076293561005108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4414076293561005108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/12/livro-das-atitudes-6.html' title='Livro das atitudes'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/S0HfQCZIF4I/AAAAAAAABMU/MqQJDhHmDjQ/s72-c/Digitalizar0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-990220116220111261</id><published>2011-07-04T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T17:06:18.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aceite as diferenças.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Um sujeito estava colocando flores no túmulo de um parente, quando vê um chinês colocando um prato de arroz na lápide ao lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele se vira para o chinês e pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;- Desculpe, mas o senhor acha mesmo que o defunto virá comer o arroz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o chinês responde:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sim, quando o seu vier cheirar as flores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422687438769211858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/S0FBfrPPydI/AAAAAAAABL0/Tr2exps2Kw0/s400/bouquet3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-990220116220111261?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/990220116220111261/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=990220116220111261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/990220116220111261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/990220116220111261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/12/aceite-as-diferencas.html' title='Aceite as diferenças.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/S0FBfrPPydI/AAAAAAAABL0/Tr2exps2Kw0/s72-c/bouquet3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-5425422442868234096</id><published>2011-07-01T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T17:22:13.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calmaria ou desepero?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SyG__SL5cEI/AAAAAAAABIM/t0BdRZtLE5o/s1600-h/DALI%5B1%5D.NADAMAIS...(COMSOM).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413819321010450498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SyG__SL5cEI/AAAAAAAABIM/t0BdRZtLE5o/s400/DALI%5B1%5D.NADAMAIS...(COMSOM).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Olhe para esta imagem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;O que sente? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;Um passeio calmo num barco ou o desespero de um homem tentando sair da correnteza?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sua resposta faz toda a diferença de como você resolve seus problemas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-5425422442868234096?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/5425422442868234096/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=5425422442868234096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5425422442868234096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5425422442868234096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/12/calmaria-ou-desepero.html' title='Calmaria ou desepero?'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SyG__SL5cEI/AAAAAAAABIM/t0BdRZtLE5o/s72-c/DALI%5B1%5D.NADAMAIS...(COMSOM).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-8946831419401993532</id><published>2011-06-29T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:31:35.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paciência</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SwaNokXuohI/AAAAAAAABE8/QgsBtA2q07Q/s1600/090721nytimes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 208px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406164130802344466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SwaNokXuohI/AAAAAAAABE8/QgsBtA2q07Q/s400/090721nytimes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;O amor é paciente, e tudo o mais é impaciente. A paixão é impaciente, o amor é paciente. E uma vez entendido que ser paciente é ser amoroso e que ser paciente é estar em oração, então tudo é compreendido. Você precisa aprender a esperar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Existem algumas coisas que não podem ser feitas; elas somente acontecem. Existem coisas que podem ser feitas, mas estas pertencem ao mundo. As coisas que não podem ser feitas pertencem a Deus, ao outro mundo... não importa o nome que você lhe dê. Mas as coisas que não podem ser feitas, somente essas são as coisas reais. Elas sempre acontecem a você; você se torna o terminal receptor – e esse é o significado da entrega.&lt;br /&gt;Torne-se um terminal receptor... seja paciente e apenas espere. Espere com profundo amor, em estado de prece e de gratidão – gratidão por aquilo que já aconteceu, e paciência por aquilo que irá acontecer. Normalmente a mente humana faz justamente o oposto. Ela está sempre resmungando por aquilo que não aconteceu, e está sempre muito impaciente para que aconteça. Ela está sempre se queixando, e nunca agradecida; sempre desejando, e nunca criando a capacidade de receber. O desejo é fútil, se você não tiver a capacidade de receber. OSHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406163823108082978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SwaNWqHszSI/AAAAAAAABE0/24FuMwEIkTw/s400/labirinto1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-8946831419401993532?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/8946831419401993532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=8946831419401993532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8946831419401993532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8946831419401993532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/11/paciencia.html' title='Paciência'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SwaNokXuohI/AAAAAAAABE8/QgsBtA2q07Q/s72-c/090721nytimes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-8977241647055875972</id><published>2011-06-27T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:36:48.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aumento de consciência.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Algumas pessoas não entendem o que seja aumento de consciência e hoje me contaram um fato real que pretendo usar para exemplificar este processo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;"Era uma vez um garoto muito, mas muito mimado. Era uma família de posses e a mãe o superprotegia em absolutamente tudo. Uma das milhares atitudes protetoras que fazia era mandar tirar todas as sementes da melancia para não engasgar. O tempo foi passando e ele sempre comendo melancia sem nenhum pontinho preto. Chegou à idade adulta e ele acreditava piamente que a melancia não tinha sementes. Os amigos achavam que ele estava "tirando onda", como costumam dizer os jovens, mas o fato era que acreditava cegamente nesta verdade. Um dia um amigo que desconfiou da atitude de nosso herói, o levou para casa dele e partiu uma melancia ao meio. O mocinho da nossa história não acreditava no que via, uma melancia cheia de sementes pretas. Insistiu com o amigo que as melancias que se compravam na casa dele eram sem sementes. A dúvida estava em sua cabeça. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;Um dia, atormentado por esta dúvida, pediu para que o levassem ao supermercado, local que pouco frequentava, para ver como eram as melancias. Chegando lá viu uma série delas inteiras e perguntou ao vendedor se as melancias tinham sementes. O empregado caiu na gargalhada só parando porque estava na frente de um cliente e afirmou que todas as melancias tinham sementes. Neste exato momento nosso garoto se deu conta que tinha acreditado em algo que era bem diferente da realidade. Ele estava tendo um aumento de sua consciência."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Agora me digam, em quantas coisas você acreditam piamente sem sequer se questionar se as melancias tem semente? Pense nisso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SwHx4UiTIYI/AAAAAAAABD8/kthcsbrfyYI/s1600/melancia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404866977708843394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SwHx4UiTIYI/AAAAAAAABD8/kthcsbrfyYI/s400/melancia2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-8977241647055875972?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/8977241647055875972/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=8977241647055875972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8977241647055875972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8977241647055875972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/11/aumento-de-consciencia.html' title='Aumento de consciência.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SwHx4UiTIYI/AAAAAAAABD8/kthcsbrfyYI/s72-c/melancia2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-8616289427009532662</id><published>2011-06-22T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:38:48.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para sua reflexão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Svv3991iPRI/AAAAAAAABC0/p_bnSHbWSE8/s1600-h/Reflex%C3%A3o+23+1443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403184821904227602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Svv3991iPRI/AAAAAAAABC0/p_bnSHbWSE8/s400/Reflex%C3%A3o+23+1443.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-8616289427009532662?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/8616289427009532662/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=8616289427009532662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8616289427009532662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8616289427009532662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/11/para-sua-reflexao-23.html' title='Para sua reflexão'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Svv3991iPRI/AAAAAAAABC0/p_bnSHbWSE8/s72-c/Reflex%C3%A3o+23+1443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-7541467881403326762</id><published>2011-06-20T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:39:59.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livro das atitudes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Tome uma atitude solidária"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Na natureza, tudo está inter-relacionado e funciona interdependentemente. Se a sua vida ficou, de repente, sem cor ou sem relacionamentos significativos, talvez você tenha esquecido do fato que somos um grande sistema harmônico de relacionamentos. Então, precisamos enfatizar a força de nossos relacionamentos e não a posição hierárquica que ocupamos na natureza, em casa ou no trabalho. A atitude solidária coloca na correta perspectiva os valores humanos que queremos tornar vivos e atuantes. Somos um sistema vivo de relacionamentos e experiências significativas e todos são fundamentais para o "Todo". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401893827790117570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Svdh0N_OGsI/AAAAAAAABBw/fD9BIyzeAO8/s400/Cavalos+Solid%C3%A1rios.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-7541467881403326762?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/7541467881403326762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=7541467881403326762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7541467881403326762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7541467881403326762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/11/livro-das-atitudes-4.html' title='Livro das atitudes'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Svdh0N_OGsI/AAAAAAAABBw/fD9BIyzeAO8/s72-c/Cavalos+Solid%C3%A1rios.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-5059691563903095016</id><published>2011-06-17T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:41:30.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desorganização.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se você chegou na sexta feira assim, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;algo precisa ser feito, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;pois o fim de semana será jogado fora, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;e semana que vem será um caos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SvdMhkQb3UI/AAAAAAAABBQ/2v8y0qKhFhM/s1600-h/comgas_desorganizacao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 387px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401870417606204738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SvdMhkQb3UI/AAAAAAAABBQ/2v8y0qKhFhM/s400/comgas_desorganizacao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-5059691563903095016?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/5059691563903095016/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=5059691563903095016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5059691563903095016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5059691563903095016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/11/desorganizacao.html' title='Desorganização.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SvdMhkQb3UI/AAAAAAAABBQ/2v8y0qKhFhM/s72-c/comgas_desorganizacao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-1954809232183097560</id><published>2011-06-15T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:44:42.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENERGIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Quando a árvore está transbordante de vitalidade, ela desabrocha e floresce. As flores são um luxo. Somente quando você tiver bastante e não puder contê-las, elas irromperão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A espiritualidade é um florescimento, é o luxo supremo. Se você estiver transbordante de vitalidade, somente então algo como uma flor dourada desabrocha em você. Willian Blake estava certo quando disse: “Energia é deleite.” Quanto mais energia você tiver, mais deleite terá.&lt;br /&gt;O desespero surge porque a energia vaza e as pessoas se esqueceram de como contê-las. A energia está vazando em mil e um pensamentos, preocupações, desejos, imaginações, sonhos e memórias. E a energia está vazando em coisas desnecessárias de falar, as pessoas insistem em falar; quando não há necessidade de fazer coisa alguma, elas não podem se sentar em silêncio, elas precisam “fazer”. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401857071007262802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SvdAYsTR6FI/AAAAAAAABBI/s38MVclVhrQ/s400/AFlor.jpg" /&gt;As pessoas estão obcecadas pelo fazer, como se o fazer fosse algum tipo de tóxico; ele as mantém embriagadas. Elas permanecem ocupadas para não darem de cara consigo mesmas. Elas estão amedrontadas, amedrontadas com o abismo que está abrindo a boca por dentro delas. É assim que a energia vaza, e é por isso que você nunca tem muito dela.&lt;br /&gt;Você precisa aprender a abandonar o desnecessário. E 90% da vida comum é desnecessário; ela pode ser facilmente abandonada. Seja praticamente telegráfico, mantendo apenas o essencial, e terá tanta energia de sobra que um dia, subitamente, começará a florescer, por nenhuma razão. OSHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-1954809232183097560?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/1954809232183097560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=1954809232183097560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1954809232183097560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1954809232183097560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/11/energia.html' title='ENERGIA'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SvdAYsTR6FI/AAAAAAAABBI/s38MVclVhrQ/s72-c/AFlor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-8457266695605108784</id><published>2011-06-13T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:46:05.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para sua reflexão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StUzfVGpmwI/AAAAAAAAAzs/bA4lVDHDjjM/s1600-h/Pensamento+700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392272742180035330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StUzfVGpmwI/AAAAAAAAAzs/bA4lVDHDjjM/s400/Pensamento+700.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-8457266695605108784?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/8457266695605108784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=8457266695605108784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8457266695605108784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8457266695605108784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/11/para-sua-reflexao-22.html' title='Para sua reflexão'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StUzfVGpmwI/AAAAAAAAAzs/bA4lVDHDjjM/s72-c/Pensamento+700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-7691938931761428324</id><published>2011-06-10T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:54:36.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A crise traz progressos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Su7GGceyrfI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ygrAUh4fLSU/s1600-h/calado.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399470817290661362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Su7GGceyrfI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ygrAUh4fLSU/s400/calado.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;"Não podemos querer que as coisas mudem se sempre fazemos o mesmo. A crise é a maior benção que pode acontecer às pessoas e aos países porque a crise traz progressos. A criatividade nasce da angústia assim como o dia nasce da noite escura. É na crise que nascem os inventos, os descobrimentos e as grandes estratégias. Quem supera a crise supera a si mesmo sem ter sido superado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem atribui à crise seus fracassos e penúrias, violenta seu próprio talento e respeita mais aos problemas do que às soluções.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verdadeira crise é a crise da incompetência. O inconveniente das pessoas e dos países é a dificuldade para encontrar as saídas e as soluções. Sem crises não há desafios, sem desafios a vida é uma rotina, uma lenta agonia. Sem crises não há méritos. É na crise &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Su7GmRQDIZI/AAAAAAAABAA/cVwDSPTmshk/s1600-h/Imagem0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399471364031848850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Su7GmRQDIZI/AAAAAAAABAA/cVwDSPTmshk/s200/Imagem0023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;que aflora o melhor de cada um, porque sem crise todo vento é uma carícia. Falar da crise é promovê-la e calar-se na crise é exaltar o conformismo. Em vez disto, trabalhemos duro. Acabemos de uma vez com a única crise ameaçadora, que é a tragédia de não querer lutar para superá-la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Eisntein &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-7691938931761428324?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/7691938931761428324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=7691938931761428324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7691938931761428324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7691938931761428324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/11/crise-traz-progressos.html' title='A crise traz progressos.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Su7GGceyrfI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ygrAUh4fLSU/s72-c/calado.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-77636897682221898</id><published>2011-06-08T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:59:27.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A popa e proa de um navio.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;Nas andanças pelas empresas tenho ouvido verdadeiras barbaridades ditas por seus funcionários. Vou contar uma delas que ouvi estes dias:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;- Em uma empresa de sapatos, aonde existem a linha feminina e masculina, uma líder do grupo de calçados masculinos dizia aos seus liderados que eles não poderiam ficar por baixo do time de calçados femininos. Praticamente estava incitando o grupo a "ganhar" do outro grupo a qualquer custo, sem perceber que a empresa é a mesma e se alguém afunda, todos perdem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;Isso é parecido com se estivéssemos na "popa" do Titanic e torcéssemos para que a "proa" afundassse, só porque os mocinhos do filme estariam fazendo uma cena antológica com o vento batendo em seus rostos. Popa e proa estão no memo navio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;Competir é saudável, desde que se tenha a visão do todo. No caso acima o melhor é cada um dar o melhor de si, e na junção dos resultados todos ganharem, a empresa ganhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398755582147007154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Suw7mR8HkrI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Ed1LUTHS6po/s400/Titanic+Afundando.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-77636897682221898?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/77636897682221898/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=77636897682221898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/77636897682221898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/77636897682221898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/proa-e-popa-de-um-navio.html' title='A popa e proa de um navio.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Suw7mR8HkrI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Ed1LUTHS6po/s72-c/Titanic+Afundando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-8439323780758552616</id><published>2011-06-06T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:05:46.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sites de relacionamento atrapalham rendimento?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Você costuma navegar em redes sociais no trabalho? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Numa pesquisa em Londres, mais da metade dos entrevistados admitiu usar sites de relacionamento durante suas jornadas de trabalho por razões pessoais. Em média, essas pessoas passam 40 minutos por semana nos sites.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui no Brasil não existe uma pesquisa específica, mas está claro que o brasileiro é um dos povos que mais acessa no trabalho sites como Orkut, Facebook, MSN e mais recentemente o Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O uso desses sites pode estar se tornando um buraco negro na produtividade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas empresas proibiram o uso destes aplicativos no local de trabalho, mas a maior parte delas ainda não tem diretrizes claras e regras de uso, com isso estão vulneráveis a reduções na produtividade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397901680763584914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Suky-rZlwZI/AAAAAAAAA-U/5uz4gv5H_jw/s400/Twitter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-8439323780758552616?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/8439323780758552616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=8439323780758552616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8439323780758552616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8439323780758552616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/sites-de-relacionamento-atrapalham.html' title='Sites de relacionamento atrapalham rendimento?'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Suky-rZlwZI/AAAAAAAAA-U/5uz4gv5H_jw/s72-c/Twitter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-8283100523751317737</id><published>2011-06-03T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:50:13.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livro das atitudes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Tome uma atitude autêntica.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;A originalidade de uma criança está na sua maravilhosa capacidade &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SudJ-eB4KjI/AAAAAAAAA80/9CX-oyJ886M/s1600-h/Garoto+chorando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 190px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397364015988484658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SudJ-eB4KjI/AAAAAAAAA80/9CX-oyJ886M/s200/Garoto+chorando.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;de se expressar com autenticidade. A "criança eterna" que vive dentro de nós, facilmente nos convida a tomar atitudes autênticas e nos surpreende pela espontaneidade e ausência de medo em revelar a nossa verdadeira face. Quando somos autênticos, dispensamos todo e qualquer tipo de máscara que venha a impedir a expressão de nossa verdadeira identidade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-8283100523751317737?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/8283100523751317737/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=8283100523751317737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8283100523751317737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8283100523751317737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/livro-das-atitudes-3.html' title='Livro das atitudes'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SudJ-eB4KjI/AAAAAAAAA80/9CX-oyJ886M/s72-c/Garoto+chorando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-3652144652578868009</id><published>2009-10-22T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T06:58:21.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para sua reflexão 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StUy4uN06UI/AAAAAAAAAzc/WVYWIKPwraM/s1600-h/Pensamento+686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392272078906124610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StUy4uN06UI/AAAAAAAAAzc/WVYWIKPwraM/s400/Pensamento+686.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-3652144652578868009?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/3652144652578868009/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=3652144652578868009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3652144652578868009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3652144652578868009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/para-sua-reflexao-20.html' title='Para sua reflexão 20'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StUy4uN06UI/AAAAAAAAAzc/WVYWIKPwraM/s72-c/Pensamento+686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-2245032290826335699</id><published>2009-10-21T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T10:50:48.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida como ela é.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Olhem este vídeo. Falem a verdade, a criança é uma graçinha tentando dançar por imitação. A mãe está se divertindo muito, certo? Pois acreditem, se um dia este moleque quiser ser dançarino a mãe vai esquecer deste episódio e fazer um escândalo, pois na imaginação dessa mãe, ser dançarino coloca a sexualidade em cheque. É possível? Pois é o que acontece normalmente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Clique no Play para assistir o vídeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a45c4b64815f6c3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0a45c4b64815f6c3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331190874%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45061557199562A59F754FD604EB983C7FADDEE7.3290A3028295E92282623DBE2110E19093C59E36%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da45c4b64815f6c3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DN45dG3BXlUgoBk8dLv-iqz7BmjQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0a45c4b64815f6c3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331190874%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45061557199562A59F754FD604EB983C7FADDEE7.3290A3028295E92282623DBE2110E19093C59E36%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da45c4b64815f6c3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DN45dG3BXlUgoBk8dLv-iqz7BmjQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-2245032290826335699?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/2245032290826335699/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=2245032290826335699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2245032290826335699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2245032290826335699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/vida-como-ela-e.html' title='A vida como ela é.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-2886890737159729045</id><published>2009-10-20T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T05:34:46.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Com mais luz a sombra desaparecerá.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Ninguém pode matar o ego, pois ele é uma sombra e não se pode matar uma sombra.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo lutar com uma sombra é tolice, você será derrotado. Não porque a sombra seja muito poderosa, mas porque ela não existe. Se você começar a lutar com uma sombra, como poderá vencer? Ela é inexistente, e assim é o ego. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;O ego é a sombra do eu. Assim como o corpo cria uma sombra, o eu também cria uma sombra. Não se pode lutar contra ela e não se pode matá-la; na verdade, quem deseja matá-la é o próprio ego. Você pode somente entender. &lt;strong&gt;Se você desejar matar a sombra, traga luz, e a sombra desaparecerá; traga mais consciência, mais percepção, e o ego desaparecerá. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394659030878848946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/St2tznPjB7I/AAAAAAAAA78/pPeIQEdgItc/s400/sombra_5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-2886890737159729045?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/2886890737159729045/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=2886890737159729045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2886890737159729045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2886890737159729045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/com-mais-luz-sombra-desaparecera.html' title='Com mais luz a sombra desaparecerá.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/St2tznPjB7I/AAAAAAAAA78/pPeIQEdgItc/s72-c/sombra_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-9143133309773524097</id><published>2009-10-19T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:00:23.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somos todos iguais.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Stx4NJ-NTQI/AAAAAAAAA6s/EyCziJ0kQt0/s1600-h/Slide2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394318621093481730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Stx4NJ-NTQI/AAAAAAAAA6s/EyCziJ0kQt0/s200/Slide2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Todo ser humano é semelhante, e você não imagina quanto.&lt;br /&gt;Ama, tem pena, precisa de amigos, de trabalho, mais precisamente, sentir-se útil, de sexo, mas não só aquele tradicional, de competição, para sentir-se poderoso, de elogios, para fortalecer a empreitada, anseia, tem raiva e assim mil semelhanças.&lt;br /&gt;No sábado passado estava assistindo os treinos do GP Brasil de Fórmula 1 e logo depois entrou o programa do Luciano Hulk. Eu não assisto a este programa, mas como estava lá de frente à televisão não teve como, tive que ver o que aconteceria. Todo mundo diz isso, não é? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Stx4lmemp7I/AAAAAAAAA68/CjC2xvfFcIo/s1600-h/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394319041062414258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Stx4lmemp7I/AAAAAAAAA68/CjC2xvfFcIo/s200/Slide1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Risos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;“Lata Velha”, este é o nome do quadro. Não sei se vocês conhecem o formato deste programa, mas o Luciano reforma o carro do concorrente com a condição de ter que enfrentar um desafio imposto pela produção do programa.&lt;br /&gt;Pois bem, nesta semana foi escolhida uma pessoa do Rio de Janeiro. Um senhorzinho de 51 anos, chamado Benedito, negro, casado com três filhos. Tinha uma pick up Chevrolet 1960, toda esbagaçada, e contou que ganhava R$ 800,00 fazendo “carretos” com ela. Como o veículo estava sem bateria, aceitou aluga-lá para fazer figuração num suposto filme, que na realidade era encenação para o programa. Fingiram que iriam explodir a pick up e o Benedito ficou apavorado, como qualquer de nós, seres humanos mortais, ficaríamos. Finalmente o Luciano revelou a verdade e o senhorzinho ficou emocionado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Stx496mCcHI/AAAAAAAAA7M/tbhqLYWewu0/s1600-h/Slide3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394319458779164786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Stx496mCcHI/AAAAAAAAA7M/tbhqLYWewu0/s200/Slide3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;O desafio era cantar ao vivo uma música em inglês dos anos sessenta com coreografia e tudo. Depois de todos os ensaios com os profissionais da Globo, chegou a hora da apresentação. Ele e mais cinco dançarinos da emissora apareceram no palco. Resumo: foi fantástico. Como poderia alguém conseguir tal proeza em uma semana? Deve ter sido muita determinação do neguinho hiper simpático.&lt;br /&gt;Mas meu assunto aqui no Blog não é programas de televisão e sim comportamento humano, então aonde será que eu quero chegar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Vejam, se a vida estiver muito boa ou muito ruim, não ache que isso vai durar para sempre. Ela é dinâmica e quando menos esperarmos ela nos surpreende. Se estivermos passando por dificuldades, a ordem é não desanimar, pensar positivo, pois esta energia fará o rumo mudar. Se sua vida parece boa demais, cuidado. Sua missão é crescer interiormente e qualquer “material” se esvairá em segundos. A vida nos coloca à nossa frente o que precisamos para crescer. Algo maravilhoso, como aconteceu ao Benedito, ou algo trágico, para refletirmos o que estamos fazendo com a nossa vida. Pense nisso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394318744715272482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Stx4UWf8ISI/AAAAAAAAA60/izIyb8aYBTM/s400/Caldeir%C3%A3o+do+Huck+Benedito.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-9143133309773524097?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/9143133309773524097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=9143133309773524097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/9143133309773524097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/9143133309773524097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/somos-todos-iguais.html' title='Somos todos iguais.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Stx4NJ-NTQI/AAAAAAAAA6s/EyCziJ0kQt0/s72-c/Slide2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-7777334192667852423</id><published>2009-10-18T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:11:42.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jogo do Eu " 18º Desafio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StvKvZEtiFI/AAAAAAAAA6k/UJrBsMm3q3o/s1600-h/Vaca+dan%C3%A7arina.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 148px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394127894239610962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StvKvZEtiFI/AAAAAAAAA6k/UJrBsMm3q3o/s400/Vaca+dan%C3%A7arina.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Esta semana o desafio está muito fácil. É só escolher um alimento e não comer num determinado dia. Se você não fez outros desafios, não esqueça que temos 17 além deste, e quando quisermos poderemos escolher um outro para repetí-lo. Vamos nessa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Evite carne, açucar ou sal num dia desta semana"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Evite alguns destes alimentos. Se conseguir evitar dois ou mesmo três no mesmo dia, melhor ainda. No caso do alimento escolhido ser a carne, evite todo tipo de carne inclusive a branca de aves e peixes. Alimentos de origem animal, apenas ovos, leite e derivados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-7777334192667852423?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/7777334192667852423/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=7777334192667852423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7777334192667852423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7777334192667852423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/jogo-do-eu-18-desafio.html' title='&quot;Jogo do Eu &quot; 18º Desafio'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StvKvZEtiFI/AAAAAAAAA6k/UJrBsMm3q3o/s72-c/Vaca+dan%C3%A7arina.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-4979123462748186788</id><published>2009-10-17T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:03:16.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aprenda a seduzir.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StnBlAjB4AI/AAAAAAAAA6E/2wRZeFM1Zy8/s1600-h/couple2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 162px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393554870299123714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StnBlAjB4AI/AAAAAAAAA6E/2wRZeFM1Zy8/s200/couple2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Se a aproximação com o seu objeto de desejo está difícil, é possível que você não esteja fazendo a coisa certa. Talvez você não esteja sabendo demonstrar bem o que está sentindo. Aqui vão algumas dicas que podem ajudar você no momento da conquista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sorria sempre. O sorriso é um sinal de que você está aberto a contatos. Mas é preciso mantê-lo por, pelo menos, 3 segundos. Experimente contar baixinho um milhão e um, um milhão e dois, um milhão e três... Pode parecer algo bobo, mas seguindo estas instruções, seu alvo irá perceber o que há por trás do seu sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Olhos nos olhos. Tente fazer um joguinho de esconde-esconde: olhar para seu alvo, desviar o olhar, depois olhar novamente... É paquera da melhor qualidade. Essa troca de olhares vai lhe trazer confiança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Dizer alguma coisa. Muitas vezes, a química entre duas pessoas só aflora depois que uma ouve a voz da outra. Se você for muito tímido(a), sente-se perto de seu alvo e suspire de leve. É provável que ouça algum comentário como: "Cansado(a)?". Com isso, a conversa vai rolar. Você também pode fazer um comentário, uma pergunta ou um elogio - as três coisas funcionam para começo de conversa. Um elogio sobre a roupa ou o sorriso do outro costuma ser tiro e queda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Frases de aproximação. O lado ruim dessas frases é que elas podem soar como algo ensaiado, material enlatado. Porém, se forem simples e apropriadas para a situação (numa academia, pedir ajuda com algum aparelho, por exemplo), elas podem funcionar. O importante é que você diga algo, mesmo que de forma tímida ou desajeitada. A aproximação direta é uma das melhores opções - por que não se apresentar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Jogadas inesperadas. Em algumas situações e para algumas pessoas, um ataque frontal pode ser bastante eficiente. Você pode abraçá-la e dizer que a estava esperando há um longo tempo em sua vida. Porém, se este tipo de atitude não faz o seu gênero, atue nas entrelinhas, também funciona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Seja você. Para ganhar a atenção, é preciso agir com naturalidade; as pessoas percebem quando você força muito para agradar. Por isso, relaxe. Um boa sugestão é tirar partido do bom humor, assim você se descontrai e diverte quem está por perto. Ninguém resiste aos encantos de quem tem sempre uma palavra alegre para animar o astral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Que tal um convite? Experimente dar alguns passos ousados. Se vocês já se conheceram melhor, que tal convidá-la para sair? Chame-a para ir a um lugar neutro, como um restaurante ou um jantar na casa de um amigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É bom ressaltar que estes passos são apenas algumas sugestões que podem ou não funcionar. Tudo vai depender de você e de seu objeto de desejo. O importante é que você não fique só esperando e que tome alguma atitude para demonstrar o que está sentindo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393554345740447042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StnBGeafrUI/AAAAAAAAA58/moWL6JAnpv8/s400/f_toohotloveim_362ee0d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-4979123462748186788?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/4979123462748186788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=4979123462748186788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4979123462748186788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4979123462748186788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/aprenda-seduzir.html' title='Aprenda a seduzir.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StnBlAjB4AI/AAAAAAAAA6E/2wRZeFM1Zy8/s72-c/couple2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-5808150241630942301</id><published>2009-10-16T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:14:38.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trabalhar ou se divertir.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Stc0ht-V-cI/AAAAAAAAA5c/gLOJweB13qc/s1600-h/Mulheres+praia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 218px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392836832680868290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Stc0ht-V-cI/AAAAAAAAA5c/gLOJweB13qc/s320/Mulheres+praia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;"Aquele que é mestre na arte de viver faz pouca distinção entre o seu trabalho e o seu tempo livre, entre a sua mente e o seu corpo, entre a sua educação e a sua recreação, entre seu amor e a sua religião. Distingue uma coisa da outra com dificuldade. Almeja, simplesmente, a excelência em qualquer coisa que faça, deixando aos demais a tarefa de decidir se está trabalhando ou se divertindo. Ele acredita que está sempre fazendo as duas coisas ao mesmo tempo." Domenico de Masi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-5808150241630942301?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/5808150241630942301/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=5808150241630942301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5808150241630942301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5808150241630942301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/trabalhar-ou-se-divertir.html' title='Trabalhar ou se divertir.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Stc0ht-V-cI/AAAAAAAAA5c/gLOJweB13qc/s72-c/Mulheres+praia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-5708772850087142156</id><published>2009-10-15T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T16:23:39.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sim à vida.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Diga sim à vida; abandone todos os nãos possíveis. Mesmo se você precisar dizer não, diga-o, mas não se deleite em dizê-lo. E, se for possível, diga-o também na forma de sim. Não perca nenhuma oportunidade de dizer sim à vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;Quando você disser sim, diga-o com grande celebração e alegria. Nutra-o, não o diga relutantemente. Diga-o amorosamente, com entusiasmo, com gosto, coloque-se totalmente nele. Quando você disser sim, torne-se o sim!&lt;br /&gt;Você ficará surpreso ao saber que 99, entre cem "nãos", podem ser muito facilmente abandonados. Nós os dizemos apenas como parte de nosso ego; eles não eram necessários, não eram inevitáveis. O único não que permanece será muito significativo; esse não precisa ser abandonado. Mas, mesmo ao dizermos esse "não" essencial, precisamos ser muito relutantes, muito hesitantes, porque não é morte, e sim é vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Texto do OSHO.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392269067904354130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StUwJdXEB1I/AAAAAAAAAzE/4SI86q_E05o/s400/Paisagens+sol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-5708772850087142156?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/5708772850087142156/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=5708772850087142156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5708772850087142156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5708772850087142156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/sim-vida.html' title='Sim à vida.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StUwJdXEB1I/AAAAAAAAAzE/4SI86q_E05o/s72-c/Paisagens+sol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-1660775664061915060</id><published>2009-10-14T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:17:56.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para sua reflexão 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StUylDD29CI/AAAAAAAAAzU/OxRsGc4BokU/s1600-h/Pensamento+685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392271740904076322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StUylDD29CI/AAAAAAAAAzU/OxRsGc4BokU/s400/Pensamento+685.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-1660775664061915060?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/1660775664061915060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=1660775664061915060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1660775664061915060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1660775664061915060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/para-sua-reflexao-19.html' title='Para sua reflexão 19'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StUylDD29CI/AAAAAAAAAzU/OxRsGc4BokU/s72-c/Pensamento+685.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-3605213068972842230</id><published>2009-10-13T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T13:23:56.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jogo do Eu" 17º Desafio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;O desafio desta semana precisa ser feito com concentração e seriedade. O espelho mostra uma série de detalhes que no dia-a-dia evitamos enxergar. Tente olhar-se com atenção e veja o que se esconde atrás de sua imagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Olhe-se no espelho".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Observe-se atentamente. Olhe profundamente em seus olhos, sorria. Procure conscientizar-se  que esta pessoa que você está olhando é você mesmo. Procure ver a si mesmo como se fosse outra pessoa. Se quiser tire a roupa e observe seu corpo nu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391832184667620946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StOizgehxlI/AAAAAAAAAuA/902fcEVqgVc/s400/mulher+verde+.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-3605213068972842230?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/3605213068972842230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=3605213068972842230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StCXGtrShMI/AAAAAAAAAt4/el2bdolQHE8/s72-c/Concreto.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-3421051532297078701</id><published>2009-10-11T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T10:48:37.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A natureza é sábia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fe3d9ecdf77e84e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-7401976000781052934</id><published>2009-10-10T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T07:10:37.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livro das atitudes 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;"Tome uma atitude POSITIVA".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;A atitude positiva é aquela que nos convida a desistir de posições extremistas e a perceber um ponto de transcendência e equilíbrio na nossa consciência. Desse ponto, podemos ver tudo numa perspectiva mais ampla e descobrimos imediatamente uma saída criativa. Barreiras se dissolvem, porque estamos dispostos a ver o melhor em nós mesmos e nos outros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390972457414130562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StCU4y4Ve4I/AAAAAAAAAtw/iDcYSXh79Ww/s400/!cid_7209CD33E6384DFF943AFF12EA854204%40winxp7c5fli9u2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-7401976000781052934?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/7401976000781052934/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=7401976000781052934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7401976000781052934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7401976000781052934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/livro-das-atitudes-2.html' title='Livro das atitudes 2'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/StCU4y4Ve4I/AAAAAAAAAtw/iDcYSXh79Ww/s72-c/!cid_7209CD33E6384DFF943AFF12EA854204%40winxp7c5fli9u2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-7691970058031335279</id><published>2009-10-09T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T07:36:10.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um pouco de humor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqGSaa3FbFI/AAAAAAAAAi8/r4uJxUwkPyI/s1600-h/20090402174426g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 387px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377740412641700946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqGSaa3FbFI/AAAAAAAAAi8/r4uJxUwkPyI/s400/20090402174426g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-7691970058031335279?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/7691970058031335279/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=7691970058031335279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7691970058031335279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7691970058031335279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/um-pouco-de-humor.html' title='Um pouco de humor.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqGSaa3FbFI/AAAAAAAAAi8/r4uJxUwkPyI/s72-c/20090402174426g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-8948484480675886797</id><published>2009-10-08T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T07:33:22.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Processo de individuação.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;Individuação é o termo que Jung usou para se referir ao processo que realizamos ao longo de nossa vida no sentido de nos tornarmos os seres humanos completos que nascemos para ser. A individuação é o nosso despertar para o ser total, permitindo que nossa personalidade consciente se desenvolva até absorver todos os elementos básicos inerentes em cada um de nós no nível pré-consciente. Essa é a "realização do projeto" ao qual nos referimos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;Por que chamar a isso de "individuação"? Porque esse processo de construir a nós mesmos e nos tornarmos completos também revela nossa estrutura especial, individual. Mostra como as características e possibilidades humanas universais são combinadas em cada um de nós diferentemente, variando de indivíduo para indivíduo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;Jung enfatizou a singularidade da estrutura psicológica de cada ser. Desta forma, o nome com o qual designou este processo não é casual; reflete sua convicção de que quanto mais encaramos o inconsciente e fazemos uma síntese entre o seu conteúdo e o que está na mente consciente, mais percebemos o sentido de nossa individualidade única. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390607716166991042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Ss9JKD2c_MI/AAAAAAAAAtg/cGiMKS-10FI/s400/daniel-radcliffe-16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-8948484480675886797?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/8948484480675886797/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=8948484480675886797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8948484480675886797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8948484480675886797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/processo-de-individuacao.html' title='Processo de individuação.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Ss9JKD2c_MI/AAAAAAAAAtg/cGiMKS-10FI/s72-c/daniel-radcliffe-16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-660466389132392844</id><published>2009-10-07T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:39:37.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para sua reflexão 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Ss0KWf9FyPI/AAAAAAAAAtY/NukqMbujSlA/s1600-h/Pensamento+1420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389975710683482354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Ss0KWf9FyPI/AAAAAAAAAtY/NukqMbujSlA/s400/Pensamento+1420.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-660466389132392844?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/660466389132392844/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=660466389132392844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/660466389132392844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/660466389132392844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/para-sua-reflexao-18.html' title='Para sua reflexão 18'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Ss0KWf9FyPI/AAAAAAAAAtY/NukqMbujSlA/s72-c/Pensamento+1420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-2855946755379670467</id><published>2009-10-06T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T16:40:26.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflitos nas empresas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;A maior parte dos gestores acredita que, entre as suas atribuições, está a de acabar com os conflitos dentro da equipe. Poucos se dão conta, porém, de que essa tarefa é impossível, uma vez que os conflitos fazem parte da natureza humana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Se, para obter resultados, o gestor precisa lidar com pessoas e onde há pessoas há conflitos, em última instância, um bom líder precisa saber gerir bem os conflitos. E o maior erro está em ignorá-los. Além de ter a consciência de que eles sempre vão existir, é preciso saber ouvir as opiniões diferentes, discutir as possibilidades e tentar encontrar as melhores soluções. O conflito deve ser encarado como um indutor de mudanças, e não um problema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Uma equipe em que os conflitos são evitados ou ignorados é provavelmente uma equipe pouco produtiva. Afinal, as melhores ideias, muitas vezes, nascem em situações conflituosas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389597601294640178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Ssuydot25DI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/mXdW2dKYdSc/s400/Mascara+jornal.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-2855946755379670467?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/2855946755379670467/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=2855946755379670467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2855946755379670467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2855946755379670467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/conflitos-nas-empresas.html' title='Conflitos nas empresas.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Ssuydot25DI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/mXdW2dKYdSc/s72-c/Mascara+jornal.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-1139085377325418407</id><published>2009-10-05T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T14:01:17.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Novas ideias.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;"A mente que se abre a uma nova ideia jamais voltará ao seu tamanho original." Einstein &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389223472718039922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SspeMfKOS3I/AAAAAAAAAtI/LvVpp1b6cLM/s400/Einstein.bmp" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-1139085377325418407?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/1139085377325418407/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=1139085377325418407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1139085377325418407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1139085377325418407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/mente-que-se-abre-uma-nova-ideia-jamais.html' title='Novas ideias.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SspeMfKOS3I/AAAAAAAAAtI/LvVpp1b6cLM/s72-c/Einstein.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-4710113956765647953</id><published>2009-10-04T18:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:37:32.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jogo do Eu" 16º desafio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SslNstgEbnI/AAAAAAAAAtA/PnzRdAdXTpg/s1600-h/!cid_02dc01c9da45%24aa388840%240100007f%40LocalHost.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 202px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388923859649195634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SslNstgEbnI/AAAAAAAAAtA/PnzRdAdXTpg/s400/!cid_02dc01c9da45%24aa388840%240100007f%40LocalHost.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Esta semana um desafio que depois de realizado pode lhe dar muito prazer, mas também algumas surpresas. Vamos realizá-lo?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;"Mude sua rotina e faça um carinho"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Sabe aquela pessoa que você gosta, mas faz tempo que não a vê? Aquela tia ou primo que você adora, mas sumiu? Mesmo aqueles que vê todos os dias, mas se tornou tão normal o convívio que faz tempo que não diz o quanto gosta dela.&lt;br /&gt;Aproveite esta semana e dê um telefonema, mande um e-mail, faça um elogio, não perca essa chance. O ser humano foi concebido para viver em grupos, em bandos, em associações e a velocidade da vida moderna nos faz esquecer pessoas muito importantes em nossa vida. Você vai gastar só alguns minutos, mas vai estar fazendo um bem enorme para alguém que vc gosta, e mais importante, está se dando um prazer extra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-4710113956765647953?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/4710113956765647953/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=4710113956765647953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4710113956765647953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4710113956765647953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/jogo-do-eu-16-desafio.html' title='&quot;Jogo do Eu&quot; 16º desafio'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SslNstgEbnI/AAAAAAAAAtA/PnzRdAdXTpg/s72-c/!cid_02dc01c9da45%24aa388840%240100007f%40LocalHost.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-4934454981401600261</id><published>2009-10-03T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T17:59:00.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orgasmo - Texto do Osho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Há momentos, alguns momentos, bem raros, em que o ego desaparece porque você está em uma total embriaguez. No amor, às vezes acontece; no orgasmo, às vezes acontece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No orgasmo profundo, sua história desaparece, seu passado recua, segue recuando e desaparece. No orgasmo, você não tem história, não tem passado, não tem mente, não tem autobiografia. Você está completamente no aqui e agora. Você não sabe quem é você e não tem qualquer identidade. Naquele momento, o ego não está funcionando, daí o deleite do orgasmo, a sua qualidade restauradora, rejuvenescente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É por isso que ele o deixa tão silencioso, tão quieto, tão relaxado, tão preenchido.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, novamente, o ego e o passado entram e usurpam o presente. Novamente, a história, ele não é uma realidade. E este é o seu inimigo, o ego é o inimigo. Toda pessoa chega a esse ponto muitas vezes na vida, porque a vida se move em um círculo. Repetidamente você chega ao mesmo ponto, mas, devido ao medo, você escapa dele. O ego é uma falsidade. Na verdade, deixá-lo morrer deveria ser a coisa mais fácil e mantê-lo vivo deveria ser a mais difícil, mas o mantemos vivo e achamos que isso é mais fácil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388913231018678946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SslECCxFWqI/AAAAAAAAAs4/yZnPgKzmK_o/s400/Mulher+na+teia.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-4934454981401600261?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/4934454981401600261/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=4934454981401600261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4934454981401600261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4934454981401600261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/10/orgasmo-texto-do-osho.html' title='Orgasmo - Texto do Osho'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SslECCxFWqI/AAAAAAAAAs4/yZnPgKzmK_o/s72-c/Mulher+na+teia.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-4790853194211184399</id><published>2009-10-02T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T03:37:14.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um pouco de humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqGKdpxRwpI/AAAAAAAAAi0/eUxH-iyq8n0/s1600-h/Cama+20090407225417g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377731672090460818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqGKdpxRwpI/AAAAAAAAAi0/eUxH-iyq8n0/s400/Cama+20090407225417g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-4790853194211184399?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/4790853194211184399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=4790853194211184399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4790853194211184399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4790853194211184399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/um-pouco-de-humor.html' title='Um pouco de humor'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqGKdpxRwpI/AAAAAAAAAi0/eUxH-iyq8n0/s72-c/Cama+20090407225417g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-1654055296163231594</id><published>2009-10-01T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:40:22.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia do Idoso.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsVOahgX87I/AAAAAAAAAp4/r2cSV9W7qR0/s1600-h/casal-de-idosos.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387798746796389298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsVOahgX87I/AAAAAAAAAp4/r2cSV9W7qR0/s400/casal-de-idosos.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Comemora-se oficialmente hoje, dia 1º de outubro, o Dia Internacional do Idoso. No Brasil, considera-se idosas as pessoas com idade igual ou superior a 60 anos. É o que estabelece o primeiro artigo do Estatuto do Idoso, disposto pela Lei Nº 10.741, de 1º de outubro de 2003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Aqui no Brasil, diferentemente de outros países, a palavra idoso é pejorativa para definir alguém que viveu décadas aprendendo com a vida. Idoso por aqui é sinônimo de "já era", "carta fora do baralho", "caduco", sem considerar a sabedoria adquirida nestes anos todos. A arrogância dos jovens ao tratá-los assim, esquece de um pequeno detalhe, eles serão idosos um dia. Simples assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-1654055296163231594?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/1654055296163231594/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=1654055296163231594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1654055296163231594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1654055296163231594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/dia-do-idoso.html' title='Dia do Idoso.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsVOahgX87I/AAAAAAAAAp4/r2cSV9W7qR0/s72-c/casal-de-idosos.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-3467456961679750961</id><published>2009-09-30T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T05:00:55.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para sua reflexão 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsSZnJ3N-pI/AAAAAAAAApg/cVvNdfQ1ZKw/s1600-h/Pensamento+318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387599952183425682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsSZnJ3N-pI/AAAAAAAAApg/cVvNdfQ1ZKw/s400/Pensamento+318.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-3467456961679750961?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/3467456961679750961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=3467456961679750961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3467456961679750961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3467456961679750961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/para-sua-reflexao-17.html' title='Para sua reflexão 17'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsSZnJ3N-pI/AAAAAAAAApg/cVvNdfQ1ZKw/s72-c/Pensamento+318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-5622992293035379993</id><published>2009-09-29T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T05:36:45.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizer verdades brincando.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;"Se você tivesse acreditado nas minhas brincadeiras de dizer verdades, teria ouvido muitas verdades que insisti em dizer brincando... Falei, muitas vezes, como um palhaço, mas nunca desacreditei da seriedade da platéia que sorria. " &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Chaplin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386866962424750802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsH-9iOdYtI/AAAAAAAAApY/VNwumykKhHI/s400/chaplin_04_web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-5622992293035379993?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/5622992293035379993/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=5622992293035379993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5622992293035379993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5622992293035379993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/se-voce-tivesse-acreditado-nas-minhas.html' title='Dizer verdades brincando.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsH-9iOdYtI/AAAAAAAAApY/VNwumykKhHI/s72-c/chaplin_04_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-3669790193452699983</id><published>2009-09-28T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:43:34.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Força de vontade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsDeMSXapMI/AAAAAAAAApQ/bduRhVkvP-0/s1600-h/gimpherospeedfinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386549457004963010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsDeMSXapMI/AAAAAAAAApQ/bduRhVkvP-0/s400/gimpherospeedfinal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Começo na próxima segunda-feira!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Este é o último, juro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Estou parando....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Amanhã vou voltar na academia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;Já ouviu estas frases? E você, quantas destas já disse? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;Afinal, como poderemos conseguir uma força de vontade inabalável?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;Através de um pensamento articulado poderemos sim construir a vida tendo como pano de fundo uma força de vontade altiva, persistente, presença ativa em todas as nossas ações e projetos. A força de vontade pode ser fortalecida ou construída através da disciplina, da renúncia ao prazer imediato, da disposição de dispender força e energia sem as expectativas de resultados imediatos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;Tudo isso depende de um pensamento maduro que está longe do imaginário e vê a realidade com naturalidade. Querer parar de fumar priorizando o prazer e não querendo ver as consequências do ato é uma atitude infantil que enfraquece qualquer força de vontade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;Adiar a preparação física ou a mudança de alimentação porque os resultados são demorados representa a criança se entregando à preguiça sem se dar a chance de desfrutar dos resultados destas práticas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666600;"&gt;Com força de vontade, nossa vida adquire um patamar de qualidade de vida bem superior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-3669790193452699983?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/3669790193452699983/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=3669790193452699983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3669790193452699983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3669790193452699983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/forca-de-vontade.html' title='Força de vontade.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsDeMSXapMI/AAAAAAAAApQ/bduRhVkvP-0/s72-c/gimpherospeedfinal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-263925564220694154</id><published>2009-09-27T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:24:16.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jogo do EU" 15º desafio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Fazer estes exercícios é sair do lugar comum e ter novas sensações que nos vão transmitir mensagens subliminares importantes para continuar em nossa caminhada. Vamos lá, pare de ser resistente e pelo menos tente. O desafio desta semana é fácil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Recorde uma experiência de sua vida que foi ruim na época e que hoje parece engraçada." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rir de si mesmo é uma das maiores virtudes do ser humano. Recorde uma dessas ocasiões e conte para seus amigos, rindo sinceramente.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386539351752801186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsDVAFXje6I/AAAAAAAAApA/f74_t8ainQc/s400/topic4lp-2-jun09_446x160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-263925564220694154?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/263925564220694154/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=263925564220694154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/263925564220694154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/263925564220694154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/o-jogo-do-eu-15-desafio.html' title='&quot;Jogo do EU&quot; 15º desafio'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsDVAFXje6I/AAAAAAAAApA/f74_t8ainQc/s72-c/topic4lp-2-jun09_446x160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-5365094555518603539</id><published>2009-09-26T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T08:32:55.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Provérbio Chinês</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsDW-bzvY6I/AAAAAAAAApI/RQuYw8r_bWM/s1600-h/!cid_11EF0B02BB024BA3A4604B7644F189EA%40casa6b5a9a7c9b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386541522440119202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsDW-bzvY6I/AAAAAAAAApI/RQuYw8r_bWM/s400/!cid_11EF0B02BB024BA3A4604B7644F189EA%40casa6b5a9a7c9b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-5365094555518603539?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/5365094555518603539/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=5365094555518603539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5365094555518603539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5365094555518603539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/proverbio-chines.html' title='Provérbio Chinês'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SsDW-bzvY6I/AAAAAAAAApI/RQuYw8r_bWM/s72-c/!cid_11EF0B02BB024BA3A4604B7644F189EA%40casa6b5a9a7c9b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-3294541810698708764</id><published>2009-09-25T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T04:36:22.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um pouco de humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrKPho_iaiI/AAAAAAAAAng/MSM39ER301s/s1600-h/Passarinho+piada+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382522312763533858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrKPho_iaiI/AAAAAAAAAng/MSM39ER301s/s400/Passarinho+piada+3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-3294541810698708764?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/3294541810698708764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=3294541810698708764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3294541810698708764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3294541810698708764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/um-pouco-de-humor_24.html' title='Um pouco de humor'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrKPho_iaiI/AAAAAAAAAng/MSM39ER301s/s72-c/Passarinho+piada+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-2032607139691461791</id><published>2009-09-24T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:27:03.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para sua reflexão 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Srr04kNnbwI/AAAAAAAAAo4/47GBYrN3USk/s1600-h/Pensamento+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384885557105487618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Srr04kNnbwI/AAAAAAAAAo4/47GBYrN3USk/s400/Pensamento+198.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-2032607139691461791?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/2032607139691461791/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=2032607139691461791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2032607139691461791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2032607139691461791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/para-sua-reflexao-16.html' title='Para sua reflexão 16'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Srr04kNnbwI/AAAAAAAAAo4/47GBYrN3USk/s72-c/Pensamento+198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-7695237047007326255</id><published>2009-09-23T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T07:12:14.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livro das atitudes 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;"Tome uma atitude DIPLOMÁTICA"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;É possivel que uma situação delicada esteja pedindo uma atitude diplomática. Isso implica suavidade e tato para evitar atritos e irritabilidade. O gesto preciso e gentil, a palavra correta podem aliviar situações de estresse no ambiente em que vivemos ou no interior de nossas consciências. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384878476568288642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrrucbJ_3YI/AAAAAAAAAow/KVjEFB_eNew/s400/!cid_0E659BF9-D3E2-4465-AE9A-5C60E4E01362.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-7695237047007326255?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/7695237047007326255/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=7695237047007326255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7695237047007326255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7695237047007326255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/livro-das-atitudes-1.html' title='Livro das atitudes 1'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrrucbJ_3YI/AAAAAAAAAow/KVjEFB_eNew/s72-c/!cid_0E659BF9-D3E2-4465-AE9A-5C60E4E01362.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-8817672844562759015</id><published>2009-09-22T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T07:42:12.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Primavera é esperança.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Os poderosos podem matar uma, duas, três flores, mas jamais conseguirão deter a primavera inteira"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Che Guevara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384300863728908866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrjhG7pj-kI/AAAAAAAAAoY/9CTJpyHa3Ds/s400/24_5701_4.1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-8817672844562759015?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/8817672844562759015/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=8817672844562759015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8817672844562759015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8817672844562759015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/primavera-e-esperanca.html' title='Primavera é esperança.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrjhG7pj-kI/AAAAAAAAAoY/9CTJpyHa3Ds/s72-c/24_5701_4.1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-980992444959375522</id><published>2009-09-21T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T07:36:26.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Acomodação.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SreNMIV2RpI/AAAAAAAAAoA/TpEfSv6o520/s1600-h/DragÃ£o+BoredDragon2Blank.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SreMCj6K6aI/AAAAAAAAAn4/tMd_Hl4UmpY/s1600-h/coelho+teste.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 288px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383925855171570082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SreMCj6K6aI/AAAAAAAAAn4/tMd_Hl4UmpY/s400/coelho+teste.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;Muitas vezes a acomodação com a vida que temos significa que nos acostumamos com pouco. Quem foi contaminado pelo vírus da acomodação sempre deixa para amanhã o que poderia fazer hoje. São pessoas que evitam agir porque não querem lidar com as consequências de seus atos. São pessoas que evitam decidir porque não querem perder o conforto nem a segurança que têm, mesmo que tudo isso seja bastante limitado.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;Elas se recusam a encarar qualquer tipo de risco, embora tenham talento de sobra para alcançar seus objetivos e serem felizes. Para evitar o trabalho que terão ao lidar com o sofrimento desconhecido, elas se adaptam ao sofrimento conhecido. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SreNjyHBOuI/AAAAAAAAAoI/JZhMaZYoF7o/s1600-h/DragÃ£o+teste.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 268px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383927525430868706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SreNjyHBOuI/AAAAAAAAAoI/JZhMaZYoF7o/s400/Drag%C3%A3o+teste.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;Assim , qualquer modificação é evitada. Cria-se uma barreira intransponível às mudanças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;Procurar um novo emprego? Nem pensar. Mesmo que a oferta seja melhor e as perspectivas mais promissoras, uma pessoa acomodada não aceita mudar de emprego porque já domina as tarefas que realiza e prefere a segurança de um trabalho medíocre a correr o risco de ser feliz em outra empresa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;Existem as pessoas que se acomodam afetivamente. Elas mantêm o casamento, mesmo que o amor já tenha acabado. Se você se enquadra em qualquer destas formas de acomodação, reflita, pois existe um momento em que a vida vai pular na sua frente e vai fazer as mudanças necessárias para você prosseguir seu caminho. Pense nisso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-980992444959375522?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/980992444959375522/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=980992444959375522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/980992444959375522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/980992444959375522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/08/santa-acomodacao.html' title='Santa Acomodação.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SreMCj6K6aI/AAAAAAAAAn4/tMd_Hl4UmpY/s72-c/coelho+teste.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-3505511722997529069</id><published>2009-09-20T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T16:05:03.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jogo do Eu" 14º Desafio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Na semana passada demos um descanso para vocês, mas esta semana o desafio é algo difícil de ser alcançado se deixarmos o Ego tomar conta da situação. Abramos nossa mente e vejamos a situação por todos os ângulos, não só o nosso pessoal. Vamos lá então: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;"Nesta semana procure perdoar alguém. Muitas vezes guardamos mágoas que nem a pessoa que as provocou sabe. Algumas vezes até alimentamos estas mágoas. Geralmente associamos o perdão com a tolerância, quando deveríamos procurar o caminho da compreensão. Procure pensar sobre o ponto de vista do outro e compreender os motivos que o levaram a fazer aquilo que o magoou. Desta forma o perdão virá naturalmente." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383919620868967170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SreGXrUmiwI/AAAAAAAAAno/NHadHNb69ZQ/s400/blog+desafio+cid_1D2CA371848C4A96B053DE208C260C32%40casa6b5a9a7c9b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-3505511722997529069?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/3505511722997529069/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=3505511722997529069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3505511722997529069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3505511722997529069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/jogo-do-eu-14-desafio.html' title='&quot;Jogo do Eu&quot; 14º Desafio'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SreGXrUmiwI/AAAAAAAAAno/NHadHNb69ZQ/s72-c/blog+desafio+cid_1D2CA371848C4A96B053DE208C260C32%40casa6b5a9a7c9b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-1877982154809792677</id><published>2009-09-19T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T07:49:59.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Manutenção preventiva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrjjFzqs26I/AAAAAAAAAoo/lS0cDFxz32U/s1600-h/200172452-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384303043429587874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrjjFzqs26I/AAAAAAAAAoo/lS0cDFxz32U/s400/200172452-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Hoje é dia de manutenção da máquina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrjjArrAFhI/AAAAAAAAAog/T9fxArcdHoY/s1600-h/55909948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384302955384018450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrjjArrAFhI/AAAAAAAAAog/T9fxArcdHoY/s400/55909948.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Tirar as rebarbas, fazer uma limpeza geral, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;passar um pouco de óleo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;e colocar para funcionar de novo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-1877982154809792677?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/1877982154809792677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=1877982154809792677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1877982154809792677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1877982154809792677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/manutencao-preventiva.html' title='Manutenção preventiva'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrjjFzqs26I/AAAAAAAAAoo/lS0cDFxz32U/s72-c/200172452-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-8397680855709264736</id><published>2009-09-18T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T18:01:51.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um pouco de humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrKPNDgQmfI/AAAAAAAAAnY/k5JxIt61SpY/s1600-h/cavalo+piada+10.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382521959102847474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrKPNDgQmfI/AAAAAAAAAnY/k5JxIt61SpY/s400/cavalo+piada+10.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-8397680855709264736?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/8397680855709264736/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=8397680855709264736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8397680855709264736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8397680855709264736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/um-pouco-de-humor_17.html' title='Um pouco de humor'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrKPNDgQmfI/AAAAAAAAAnY/k5JxIt61SpY/s72-c/cavalo+piada+10.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-7138995527229286789</id><published>2009-09-17T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T16:13:02.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Os estragos da raiva.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrIwqZ72f8I/AAAAAAAAAnA/VZuFCfICh14/s1600-h/raiva+1249233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 175px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382418009735724994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrIwqZ72f8I/AAAAAAAAAnA/VZuFCfICh14/s400/raiva+1249233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;A raiva é um sentimento de protesto, insegurança, timidez ou frustação, contra alguém ou alguma coisa, que se exterioriza quando o ego sente-se ferido ou ameaçado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;O sentimento da raiva tem origem na idéia de que fomos injustiçados ou maltratados, tendo como base vivências do passado. Se no passado a pessoa foi muito maltratada ou punida, há uma tendência de se manter "alerta" contra futuras ameaças, de maneira desproporcional ao evento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Torna-se conhecida como uma pessoa de "pavio curto" e suas explosões são uma tentativa de se proteger do que acredita ser uma agressão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Em momentos de raiva o mais comum é usarmos palavras como flechas para ferir pessoas que em nossa mente foram os agressores, sem perceber que a verdadeira razão está dentro de cada um de nós. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Nestes momentos de raiva nosso alvo comum é machucar as pessoas mais próximas que costumam ser os que mais gostam de nós e com os quais nos permitimos atitudes de desrespeito que não faríamos com desconhecidos. Apesar de podermos nos arrepender depois, as cicatrizes destas atitudes são marcas que ficam por longo tempo no coração. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382418559247137858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrIxKZBlPEI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/m196gHhzs0w/s320/Cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+remendado.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-7138995527229286789?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/7138995527229286789/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=7138995527229286789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7138995527229286789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7138995527229286789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/os-estragos-da-raiva.html' title='Os estragos da raiva.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrIwqZ72f8I/AAAAAAAAAnA/VZuFCfICh14/s72-c/raiva+1249233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-5226384665180232322</id><published>2009-09-16T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T08:20:58.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para sua reflexão 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrEB8EQ2LaI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/2rL5cLghM1s/s1600-h/Pensamento+1413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382085161132633506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrEB8EQ2LaI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/2rL5cLghM1s/s400/Pensamento+1413.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-5226384665180232322?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/5226384665180232322/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=5226384665180232322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5226384665180232322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5226384665180232322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/para-sua-reflexao-15.html' title='Para sua reflexão 15'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrEB8EQ2LaI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/2rL5cLghM1s/s72-c/Pensamento+1413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-8234501528133461200</id><published>2009-09-15T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T08:18:40.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sob pressão?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Perdeu na bolsa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;O dinheiro está escoando?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Vai repetir de ano?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Seu marido está se afastando? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;O chefe está enchendo o saco?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cuidado!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Você poderá estar fazendo uma pressão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;acima do suportável em si mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Não vai resolver nenhum dos problemas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;e seu corpo vai adoecer!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;Existe sempre uma saída que agora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;você não a está enxergando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relaxe!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrD7wZibMJI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Buo2Y4LWg1w/s1600-h/Under+pressure.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382078363615309970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrD7wZibMJI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Buo2Y4LWg1w/s320/Under+pressure.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-8234501528133461200?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/8234501528133461200/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=8234501528133461200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8234501528133461200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8234501528133461200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/sob-pressao.html' title='Sob pressão?'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SrD7wZibMJI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Buo2Y4LWg1w/s72-c/Under+pressure.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-2914896991859839447</id><published>2009-09-14T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:23:43.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oração da Serenidade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A Oração da Serenidade foi escrita pelo teólogo protestante Reinhold Niebuhr que viveu de 1892 até 1971 e trabalhava no Union Theological Seminary, nos Estados Unidos da América.&lt;br /&gt;É utilizada por grupos de ajuda mútua, tais como Alcoólicos Anônimos e Neuróticos Anônimos, representando uma síntese dos esforços que devemos desenvolver para vencermos a nós próprios e aprendermos a exercer nossa vontade.&lt;br /&gt;Em sua parte básica, mais conhecida popularmente a oração diz assim:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Concedei-me, Senhor, a serenidade necessária para aceitar as coisas que não posso modificar, coragem para modificar as que eu posso e sabedoria para distinguir uma da outra, vivendo um dia de cada vez, desfrutando um momento de cada vez, aceitando as dificuldades como um caminho para alcançar a paz, considerando o mundo pecador como ele é, e não como gostaria que ele fosse, confiando em Deus para endireitar todas as coisas para que eu possa ser moderadamente feliz nesta vida e sumamente feliz contigo na eternidade."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381544611542636882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sq8WT8HqmVI/AAAAAAAAAls/4IQEB0Fhy60/s400/Paisagens+sol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-2914896991859839447?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/2914896991859839447/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=2914896991859839447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2914896991859839447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2914896991859839447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/oracao-da-serenidade.html' title='Oração da Serenidade.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sq8WT8HqmVI/AAAAAAAAAls/4IQEB0Fhy60/s72-c/Paisagens+sol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-4536937313165744053</id><published>2009-09-13T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T08:39:46.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barrichello renasceu das cinzas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sq0Ix-Y3esI/AAAAAAAAAk8/QtQZsAT7zsI/s1600-h/Rubinho+0,,21924137-EX,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 80px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380966784431520450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sq0Ix-Y3esI/AAAAAAAAAk8/QtQZsAT7zsI/s200/Rubinho+0,,21924137-EX,00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Se pensarmos que no fim do ano passado, ao receber o anúncio da retirada da Escuderia Honda da Fórmula 1, o Barrichello estava desempregado, esta sua segunda vitória consecutiva na Fórmula 1 mostra uma persistência inigualável. Acreditar sempre, é seu lema. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;No ano passado a imprensa já colocava o Rubinho na Indy americana, na Stock Car brasileira e mesmo quando foi criada a escuderia Brawn, com toda a estrutura da antiga Honda pelo mago do circo Ross Brown, as fichas de apostas recaiam mais em Bruno Senna que nele próprio. Agora ninguém dúvida de sua competência, da sua determinação e mesmo que não ganhe o campeonato, o Barrichello não precisa provar mais que poderia ser o sucessor de Ayrton Senna. O Barrichello fez sua história. Ele é o Barichello, exemplo a ser seguido, simples assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380976259396562994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sq0RZfYkcDI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ovJxw8PHKwM/s400/capacete+Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3o1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-4536937313165744053?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/4536937313165744053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=4536937313165744053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4536937313165744053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4536937313165744053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/barrichello-surge-das-cinzas.html' title='Barrichello renasceu das cinzas'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sq0Ix-Y3esI/AAAAAAAAAk8/QtQZsAT7zsI/s72-c/Rubinho+0,,21924137-EX,00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-5133788344993513638</id><published>2009-09-12T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T17:54:55.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminho das Índias</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Ontem no último capítulo da novela "Caminho das Índias", uma frase dita por Shankar (Lima Duarte) ao seu filho Opash (Tony Ramos) chamou minha atenção. Uma frase que leva todos nós a uma reflexão, por isso divido com vocês. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sqwd-CBnhZI/AAAAAAAAAkU/b1CL8l-J1WQ/s1600-h/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380708606333650322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sqwd-CBnhZI/AAAAAAAAAkU/b1CL8l-J1WQ/s400/Slide1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt; "Lembre-se que o bem e o mal têm que estar sempre juntos para que o homem possa escolher, e o campo de batalha onde digladiam bem e mal, o campo de batalha é aqui na mente humana" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-5133788344993513638?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/5133788344993513638/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=5133788344993513638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5133788344993513638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5133788344993513638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/caminho-das-indias.html' title='Caminho das Índias'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sqwd-CBnhZI/AAAAAAAAAkU/b1CL8l-J1WQ/s72-c/Slide1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-1441644374550528900</id><published>2009-09-11T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T13:28:53.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Um pouco de bom humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqwkI9rnyrI/AAAAAAAAAkk/gpJOLPV9QJY/s1600-h/20080211201938g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380715391215979186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqwkI9rnyrI/AAAAAAAAAkk/gpJOLPV9QJY/s400/20080211201938g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-1441644374550528900?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/1441644374550528900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=1441644374550528900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1441644374550528900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1441644374550528900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='Um pouco de bom humor'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqwkI9rnyrI/AAAAAAAAAkk/gpJOLPV9QJY/s72-c/20080211201938g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-3635124286339186124</id><published>2009-09-10T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:39:46.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para sua reflexão 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqwjCssQfnI/AAAAAAAAAkc/gslrwYi4dEs/s1600-h/Reflex%C3%A3o+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380714184064401010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqwjCssQfnI/AAAAAAAAAkc/gslrwYi4dEs/s400/Reflex%C3%A3o+14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-3635124286339186124?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/3635124286339186124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=3635124286339186124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3635124286339186124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3635124286339186124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/para-sua-reflexao-14.html' title='Para sua reflexão 14'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqwjCssQfnI/AAAAAAAAAkc/gslrwYi4dEs/s72-c/Reflex%C3%A3o+14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-4068831723426679970</id><published>2009-09-09T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:05:47.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um dia como outro qualquer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sqf8YsoBNhI/AAAAAAAAAkM/DxSOUEMeA2I/s1600-h/Image2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379545781143418386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sqf8YsoBNhI/AAAAAAAAAkM/DxSOUEMeA2I/s400/Image2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-4068831723426679970?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/4068831723426679970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=4068831723426679970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4068831723426679970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4068831723426679970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/um-dia-como-outro-qualquer.html' title='Um dia como outro qualquer.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sqf8YsoBNhI/AAAAAAAAAkM/DxSOUEMeA2I/s72-c/Image2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-5367798715434596120</id><published>2009-09-08T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T05:09:20.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que tal desopilar o fígado?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqZDfwMPNwI/AAAAAAAAAj8/2BX8wlff8GA/s1600-h/neide-pe.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 165px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379061017731872514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqZDfwMPNwI/AAAAAAAAAj8/2BX8wlff8GA/s400/neide-pe.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Semana passada não foi uma semana fácil. Uma intoxicação alimentar combinada com alguns problemas do cotidiano fizeram dos meus 7 dias parecerem 20, 30 ou mais. Mas como tudo na vida não é só cinza, eu havia comprado ingressos para o teatro e no sábado passado, dia 5 de setembro, lá estávamos nós para assistir a peça "I love Neide", com Eduardo Martini. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Trata-se de uma cinquentona mal humorada que conta sua vida de forma crítica e satirizando o cotidiano das pessoas. Pessoal, dei muita risada. São 100 minutos de riso sem parar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Vale a pena. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Não ganho nada pelo marketing, a não ser o prazer de saber que vocês também podem dar umas boas risadas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;"Teatro União Cultural" Fone: (11) 2148-2904&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;Sextas, Sábados e Domingos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-5367798715434596120?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/5367798715434596120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=5367798715434596120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5367798715434596120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5367798715434596120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/que-tal-desopilar-o-figado.html' title='Que tal desopilar o fígado?'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqZDfwMPNwI/AAAAAAAAAj8/2BX8wlff8GA/s72-c/neide-pe.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-3405454493096415767</id><published>2009-09-07T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T05:45:40.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva Sete de Setembro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;"Independência ou Morte."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Esta foi a frase dita numa mula &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;por D. Pedro II &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;às margens do Rio Ipiranga em 1822, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;depois de receber ordem para voltar para Portugal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Vocês acham mesmo que ele chegaria à morte se necessário? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqT8aGpqykI/AAAAAAAAAjk/T-aR38Sc0j4/s1600-h/top+brazilian+beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378701380379396674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqT8aGpqykI/AAAAAAAAAjk/T-aR38Sc0j4/s400/top+brazilian+beach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-3405454493096415767?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/3405454493096415767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=3405454493096415767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3405454493096415767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3405454493096415767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/viva-o-sete-de-setembro.html' title='Viva Sete de Setembro'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqT8aGpqykI/AAAAAAAAAjk/T-aR38Sc0j4/s72-c/top+brazilian+beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-1904379280437013949</id><published>2009-09-06T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T14:54:09.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tem coisa melhor do que ganhar da Argentina?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Melhor ainda, na Argentina!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Muito melhor ainda, no caldeirão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;escolhido para intimidar os brasileiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Tem coisa melhor do que ver os jornais argentinos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;se renderem ao melhor futebol do Brasil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Tadinho do Maradona!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Como jogador não foi melhor que o Pelé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Como técnico não é melhor do que o Dunga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;VIVA O BRASIL !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqQtc8E3IBI/AAAAAAAAAjc/YZTzpVnzgdY/s1600-h/0,,21864630-EX,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378473830173319186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqQtc8E3IBI/AAAAAAAAAjc/YZTzpVnzgdY/s400/0,,21864630-EX,00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-1904379280437013949?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/1904379280437013949/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=1904379280437013949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1904379280437013949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1904379280437013949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/tem-coisa-melhor-do-que-ganhar-da.html' title='Tem coisa melhor do que ganhar da Argentina?'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqQtc8E3IBI/AAAAAAAAAjc/YZTzpVnzgdY/s72-c/0,,21864630-EX,00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-8567071401267820347</id><published>2009-09-05T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T14:11:26.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Porque esperar por razões para rir? (Osho)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqQkvYluYuI/AAAAAAAAAjM/PqRM7yLHypQ/s1600-h/1229622372_risos_soltos_mundo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 122px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378464251460346594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqQkvYluYuI/AAAAAAAAAjM/PqRM7yLHypQ/s400/1229622372_risos_soltos_mundo1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;A vida, como ela é, deveria ser razão suficiente para rir. Ela é tão absurda, tão ridícula. É tão bela, tão maravilhosa! É todos os tipos de coisas juntas. É uma incrível piada cósmica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A risada é uma das coisas mais fáceis do mundo, se você a permitir, mas ela se tornou difícil. As pessoas riem muito raramente, e, mesmo quando riem, a risada não é verdadeira. As pessoas riem como se estivessem agradando alguém, como se estivessem cumprindo uma certa obrigação. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqQh2w45O0I/AAAAAAAAAjE/D6c0NQf0LLc/s1600-h/!cid_22_1159611267%40web45001_mail_sp1_yahoo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378461079707401026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqQh2w45O0I/AAAAAAAAAjE/D6c0NQf0LLc/s400/!cid_22_1159611267%40web45001_mail_sp1_yahoo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A risada é divertimento. Você não está fazendo um favor a ninguém! Você não deveria rir para fazer com que alguém fique feliz, porque, se você não estiver feliz, não poderá deixar alguém feliz. Você deveria simplesmente rir espontaneamente, sem esperar por razões para rir. Se você começar a investigar as coisas, não será capaz de parar de rir. Tudo é simplesmente perfeito para rir, nada está faltando, mas você não o permite. Somos muito avarentos, avarentos com a risada, com o amor, com a vida. No momento em que você descobre que a avareza pode ser abandonada, você penetra em uma dimensão diferente. A risada é a religião real; tudo o mais é apenas metafísica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378464382158305746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqQk2_ei-dI/AAAAAAAAAjU/V_dElpuUM74/s400/1229622372_risos_soltos_mundo2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-8567071401267820347?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/8567071401267820347/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=8567071401267820347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8567071401267820347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8567071401267820347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/porque-esperar-por-razoes-para-rir-osho.html' title='Porque esperar por razões para rir? (Osho)'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SqQkvYluYuI/AAAAAAAAAjM/PqRM7yLHypQ/s72-c/1229622372_risos_soltos_mundo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-4688859721228904624</id><published>2009-09-04T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:42:19.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um pouco de humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;O garoto chega da escola e corre para contar a novidade para seu pai:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-Papai, hoje a professora pediu para a gente escrever sobre nossos heróis, nossos exemplos de vida e eu escrevi sobre você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-É verdade filho? Nossa.....Eu nem sabia que era seu herói! - Diz o pai, emocionado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-Não, é que eu não sei como se escreve Chuazenege. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-4688859721228904624?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/4688859721228904624/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=4688859721228904624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4688859721228904624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4688859721228904624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/09/um-pouco-de-humor_04.html' title='Um pouco de humor'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-2709055716830022965</id><published>2009-09-03T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T15:11:21.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não acredito mais em mitos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sp_KDjIao3I/AAAAAAAAAis/V38aJ_KJNaQ/s1600-h/Blog+1+Images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 109px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377238642422621042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sp_KDjIao3I/AAAAAAAAAis/V38aJ_KJNaQ/s400/Blog+1+Images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Não acredito mais em Ayrton Sena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Não acredito mais em Buda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Não acredito mais em Marylin Monroe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Não acredito mais em Sanatás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Não acredito mais em Roberto Carlos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Não acredito mais em Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Não acredito mais em Ademir da Guia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Não acredito mais em Hitler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377238182201285906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sp_JowrGXRI/AAAAAAAAAik/qj5wDH8758M/s400/Blog+2+Images.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;E quando todos estes véus foram caindo percebi que o que me restava era a mim mesmo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-2709055716830022965?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/2709055716830022965/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=2709055716830022965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2709055716830022965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2709055716830022965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/08/nao-acredito-mais-em-mitos.html' title='Não acredito mais em mitos.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sp_KDjIao3I/AAAAAAAAAis/V38aJ_KJNaQ/s72-c/Blog+1+Images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-1525881498888792780</id><published>2009-09-02T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T03:15:57.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para sua reflexão 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpL1zDekDlI/AAAAAAAAAf8/frcFOXR1ij8/s1600-h/!cid_000f01c67391%24fd739360%240501010a%40marcia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373627562862054994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpL1zDekDlI/AAAAAAAAAf8/frcFOXR1ij8/s400/!cid_000f01c67391%24fd739360%240501010a%40marcia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-1525881498888792780?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/1525881498888792780/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=1525881498888792780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1525881498888792780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1525881498888792780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/08/para-sua-reflexao-13.html' title='Para sua reflexão 13'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpL1zDekDlI/AAAAAAAAAf8/frcFOXR1ij8/s72-c/!cid_000f01c67391%24fd739360%240501010a%40marcia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-6891736860895414174</id><published>2009-09-01T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T03:12:17.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ontem e amanhã</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Só existem dois dias no ano que nada pode ser feito. Um se chama ontem e o outro se chama amanhã. Portanto, hoje é o dia certo para amar, acreditar, fazer e principalmente viver." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Dalai Lama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376810173287006690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sp5EXXN6geI/AAAAAAAAAh0/YLCm-ZXZRsA/s400/!cid_1_1195155572%40web8505_mail_in_yahoo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-6891736860895414174?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/6891736860895414174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=6891736860895414174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/6891736860895414174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/6891736860895414174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/08/ontem-e-amanha.html' title='Ontem e amanhã'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sp5EXXN6geI/AAAAAAAAAh0/YLCm-ZXZRsA/s72-c/!cid_1_1195155572%40web8505_mail_in_yahoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-1257807396088217671</id><published>2009-08-31T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:14:55.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia do Nutricionista</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpqOOtjXhXI/AAAAAAAAAhk/MnpNHiYiIbs/s1600-h/alimentos.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 241px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375765488617358706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpqOOtjXhXI/AAAAAAAAAhk/MnpNHiYiIbs/s400/alimentos.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;Hoje, 31 de agosto, é comemorado nessa data, em virtude da criação da Associação Brasileira de Nutricionistas – ABN, que ocorreu no mesmo dia, no ano de 1949.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O profissional de Nutrição é responsável por planejar programas de alimentação, preparar dietas e cardápios, supervisionar a produção de alimentos em cozinhas de indústrias e restaurantes, bem como acompanhar o regime alimentar de atletas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;Aqui listamos o que mais escutamos dos nutricionistas para termos uma VIDA SAUDÁVEL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Coma abundantemente cereais, frutas e vegetais.&lt;/strong&gt; Esses alimentos são ricos em nutrientes essenciais para o organismo, não devendo faltar na sua alimentação diária.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Mantenha um peso saudável.&lt;/strong&gt; O excesso de gordura no corpo aumenta os riscos para hipertensão arterial, doenças do coração, enfarte, diabetes e outras doenças. Por outro lado, a perda de peso também acarreta riscos à saúde como o aparecimento de osteoporose, e irregularidades menstruais (no caso das mulheres).&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Coma regularmente.&lt;/strong&gt; Pular refeições pode levar a um descontrole da fome, podendo resultar numa indigestão. Procure fazer de quatro a seis refeições em intervalos de três em três horas.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Reduza certos alimentos, não os elimine completamente.&lt;/strong&gt; Se os seus alimentos preferidos são ricos em gordura, sal ou açúcar, não exagere na quantidade de sua ingestão.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Evite enlatados e refrigerantes.&lt;/strong&gt; São alimentos que no processo de produção são usados muitos elementos químicos prejudicial à sua sáude.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Consuma alimentos ricos em fibras.&lt;/strong&gt; Os cereais, legumes e hortaliças são ricos em fibras essenciais para o organismo.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Beba bastante líquido diariamente.&lt;/strong&gt; O corpo humano precisa de, no mínimo, 2 litros de água todos os dias, que devem ser ingeridos, preferencialmente, no intervalo das refeições. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-1257807396088217671?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/1257807396088217671/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=1257807396088217671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1257807396088217671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1257807396088217671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/08/dia-do-nutricionista.html' title='Dia do Nutricionista'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpqOOtjXhXI/AAAAAAAAAhk/MnpNHiYiIbs/s72-c/alimentos.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-2126047985038894239</id><published>2009-08-30T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T09:57:05.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jogo do Eu" 13º desafio</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sempre que vivenciamos um desafio estaremos de forma inesperada quebrando a rotina de nossa vida e tendo a chance de experimentar novas sensações e percepções que não teríamos normalmente. Tente mais este desafio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Afixe um quadro ou poster na parede..."...de seu trabalho ou residência. Pode fazer, se preferir, um mural com fotografias. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375796276507857842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpqqOzYeU7I/AAAAAAAAAhs/_txrm8uAzXU/s400/Poster+para+blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-2126047985038894239?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/2126047985038894239/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=2126047985038894239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2126047985038894239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2126047985038894239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/08/jogo-do-eu-13-desafio.html' title='&quot;Jogo do Eu&quot; 13º desafio'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpqqOzYeU7I/AAAAAAAAAhs/_txrm8uAzXU/s72-c/Poster+para+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-4369960141752923642</id><published>2009-08-29T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T07:43:59.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trabalhar é muito bom ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;.....mas depois de uma semana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;de árdua labuta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;nada como um belo descanso !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpqM6-o_i1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/1cZtr8__uEY/s1600-h/Porco+na+rede.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375764050095344466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpqM6-o_i1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/1cZtr8__uEY/s400/Porco+na+rede.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpqM6-o_i1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/1cZtr8__uEY/s1600-h/Porco+na+rede.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-4369960141752923642?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/4369960141752923642/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=4369960141752923642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4369960141752923642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4369960141752923642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/08/trabalhar-e-muito-bom.html' title='Trabalhar é muito bom ......'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpqM6-o_i1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/1cZtr8__uEY/s72-c/Porco+na+rede.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-4730211472334663590</id><published>2009-08-28T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T20:59:04.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corinthians parabeniza Palmeiras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpaMDr-kC4I/AAAAAAAAAg8/kEflMYTFckI/s1600-h/Nova+camisa+3+do+Palmerias.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374637200285895554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpaMDr-kC4I/AAAAAAAAAg8/kEflMYTFckI/s200/Nova+camisa+3+do+Palmerias.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Trinta anos atrás esta notícia seria uma heresia. Atualmente quando o assunto é uma data importante para um grande clube, a rivalidade é deixada de lado. O Corinthians parabenizou o Palmeiras pelos 95 anos de existência, através seu site oficial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Na próxima terça-feira será a vez do Timão completar 99 anos de existência. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Sinais de novos tempos e finalmente as grandes agremiações de futebol começam a ser geridas como empresas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Alguns anos atrás era inimaginável que os uniformes dos grandes rivais não fossem de outra cor que não os tradicionais "alviverde" e "alvinegro". Quando alguém ousava, a torcida, conselheiros, cornetagem, todos eram contra qualquer tipo de mudança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpaHzNvqR3I/AAAAAAAAAg0/JkUiVj1zwpM/s1600-h/090826homecorint_perfil_600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 167px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374632519245907826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpaHzNvqR3I/AAAAAAAAAg0/JkUiVj1zwpM/s200/090826homecorint_perfil_600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoje em dia, preocupados com marketing e geração de novas fontes de renda, o Palmeiras lançou uma camiseta "retrô" azul, que remete os torcedores aos primeiros anos de vida do "Palestra" e, colocada a venda pela internet, está sendo um sucesso de vendas, o estoque inicial foi esgotado em menos de 32 horas de exposição. O Corinthians também lançou um vistoso uniforme azul marinho e preto com detalhes em dourado. Com certeza deve vender muito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Hoje em dia a palavra de ordem é "MUDANÇA" e quem não embarcar nessa onda, encontrará seu iceberg e afundará literalmente como o épico Titanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-4730211472334663590?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/4730211472334663590/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=4730211472334663590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4730211472334663590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4730211472334663590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/07/corinthians-parabeniza-palmeiras.html' title='Corinthians parabeniza Palmeiras'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpaMDr-kC4I/AAAAAAAAAg8/kEflMYTFckI/s72-c/Nova+camisa+3+do+Palmerias.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-7295285005167095129</id><published>2009-08-27T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T04:11:33.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um pouco de humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpZpaURuPbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/NXtIsTG926Q/s1600-h/aaaa!cid_1A94A35F96BF4AA28E8E31AC063F33D4%40casa6b5a9a7c9b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374599106153823666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpZpaURuPbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/NXtIsTG926Q/s400/aaaa!cid_1A94A35F96BF4AA28E8E31AC063F33D4%40casa6b5a9a7c9b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-7295285005167095129?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/7295285005167095129/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=7295285005167095129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7295285005167095129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7295285005167095129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/08/um-pouco-de-humor_07.html' title='Um pouco de humor'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpZpaURuPbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/NXtIsTG926Q/s72-c/aaaa!cid_1A94A35F96BF4AA28E8E31AC063F33D4%40casa6b5a9a7c9b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-4275868349658077410</id><published>2009-08-26T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T06:32:00.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuidado com seus pensamentos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Quando o temor dominar seus pensamentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;pouco ou quase nada pode ser feito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;para mudar as circunstâncias de sua vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Esse sentimento paralisa e impede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;a realização das ações úteis ou construtivas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Medo da derrota, do perigo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;da inadequação,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;de tomar iniciativas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;da humilhação e dos sofrimentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;pode consumir as forças e a coragem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;para enfrentar os desafios da vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Não se entregue a esses pensamentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373627199054105458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpL1d4L_S3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/TpQtDVz10tM/s400/!cid_000c01c67445%24e3612dc0%240501010a%40marcia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-1506265951006971167?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/1506265951006971167/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=1506265951006971167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1506265951006971167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1506265951006971167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/08/para-sua-reflexao-12.html' title='Para sua reflexão 12'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpL1d4L_S3I/AAAAAAAAAf0/TpQtDVz10tM/s72-c/!cid_000c01c67445%24e3612dc0%240501010a%40marcia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-4056757417741282683</id><published>2009-08-24T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T14:41:27.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homenagem às meninas do vôlei.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpLoAMLoWuI/AAAAAAAAAfs/mKQx_EWT6iI/s1600-h/0,,21737244-DP,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373612395374074594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpLoAMLoWuI/AAAAAAAAAfs/mKQx_EWT6iI/s200/0,,21737244-DP,00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Na madrugada de sábado para domingo a seleção brasileira de vôlei sagrou-se octacampeã do Grand Prix, cujas finais foram disputadas no Japão. Nós brasileiros estamos todos orgulhosos, pois depois de um ano da conquista do ouro olímpico, temos a chance de ver novamente as meninas do Brasil no topo do mundo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Mas....... por acaso lembram das críticas que este mesmo time recebeu no último Pan-americano do Rio? Perdeu para os Estados Unidos na final e nossa mídia fez críticas contundentes à falta de capacidade desta seleção ganhar títulos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Pois bem, que sirva de lição para todos nós em nosso dia a dia, em nossas empresas e em várias situações aonde a vontade de desistir é maior que enfrentar o medo da exposição. Faça de sua derrota uma motivação extra para alcançar aquilo que deseja. Lute, treine, prepare-se, estude, acredite sempre, não desista, pois se por ventura não ganhar o título, terá valido a pena somente o fato de saber que fizemos o máximo que podíamos para conseguí-lo. Simples assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373612191013112386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpLn0S4LikI/AAAAAAAAAfk/5zH2i1bCjz8/s400/0,,21739387-EX,00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-4056757417741282683?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/4056757417741282683/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=4056757417741282683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4056757417741282683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/4056757417741282683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/07/homenagens-as-meninas-do-volei.html' title='Homenagem às meninas do vôlei.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpLoAMLoWuI/AAAAAAAAAfs/mKQx_EWT6iI/s72-c/0,,21737244-DP,00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-624576266394865855</id><published>2009-08-23T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T14:59:35.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jogo do Eu" 12º desafio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Você está vivenciando os desafios? Ou é daqueles que sabe tudo e não precisa novas vivências? Ou ainda é daqueles que não quer mudar nadica na sua vida? Tente vale a pena. Para aqueles que querem crescer interiormente aqui vai mais um. Esta semana você deverá:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Encontrar semelhanças e diferenças entre você e seus inimigos."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Quando não gostamos de algúem que não nos fez algo que justifique nossa raiva, geralmente é porque esta pessoa possui alguma caraterística que também temos e não gostamos ou alguma que não temos, mas gostaríamos de ter. Seja honeto com você mesmo e procure identificar estas características. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373326858812475970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpHkTxmVSkI/AAAAAAAAAfc/TTHyGs2TjpQ/s400/!cid_X_MA1_1242060545%40aol.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-624576266394865855?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/624576266394865855/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=624576266394865855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/624576266394865855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/624576266394865855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/08/jogo-do-eu-12-desafio.html' title='&quot;Jogo do Eu&quot; 12º desafio'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SpHkTxmVSkI/AAAAAAAAAfc/TTHyGs2TjpQ/s72-c/!cid_X_MA1_1242060545%40aol.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-56319759664304413</id><published>2009-08-22T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T07:55:41.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS Amiga.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Hoje tudo pode lhe parecer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;triste e sem direção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Mas lembre-se por quantas vezes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;já se sentiu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;assim e, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;de alguma forma, as coisas se resolveram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;O sol voltou a ter esperança. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Não se esqueça que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;a vida é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;feita de altos e baixos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Não se entregue ao desânimo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Olhe para frente, respire fundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;e procure uma saída. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372609726267327698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/So9YFKr5BNI/AAAAAAAAAfM/mDqXpgR4jxo/s400/!cid_C7C623648C5045C8BACFB889BC1D24BC%40home.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-56319759664304413?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/56319759664304413/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=56319759664304413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/56319759664304413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/56319759664304413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/08/sos-amiga.html' title='SOS Amiga.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/So9YFKr5BNI/AAAAAAAAAfM/mDqXpgR4jxo/s72-c/!cid_C7C623648C5045C8BACFB889BC1D24BC%40home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-7686853258183034076</id><published>2009-08-21T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T03:55:15.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sofrimento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/So4Ip8_YeqI/AAAAAAAAAfE/gCe4HSsPFEM/s1600-h/Olho+homem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372240922339211938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/So4Ip8_YeqI/AAAAAAAAAfE/gCe4HSsPFEM/s200/Olho+homem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Ninguém quer sofrer, mas carregamos as sementes do sofrimento dentro de nós. Todo propósito de trabalharmos em nós mesmos é queimar essas sementes. O próprio queimar pode causar um pouco de sofrimento, mas isso não é nada quando comparado com toda uma vida de infelicidade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Uma vez destruídas as sementes do sofrimento, toda a sua vida se tornará uma vida de deleite. Assim, se você estiver apenas evitando o sofrimento e evitando encarar o sofrimento que está dentro de você, estará criando uma situação na qual ficará cheio de sofrimento por toda a vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/So4Idz92aSI/AAAAAAAAAe0/_qn90Qgm7UA/s1600-h/Slide6+mulher+pensativo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 246px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372240713758435618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/So4Idz92aSI/AAAAAAAAAe0/_qn90Qgm7UA/s320/Slide6+mulher+pensativo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Quando as feridas que você está carregando vêm à tona, elas começam a se curar. Esse é um processo de cura. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Mas, quando você tem uma ferida, sei que não deseja que alguém a toque. Você não deseja realmente saber que a tem; assim, deseja ocultá-la, ela não irá sarar. Ela precisa ser exposta aos raios do sol, aos ventos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;No começo pode ser doloroso, mas, quando ela for curada, você compreenderá. E não há outra maneira de curá-la. Ela precisa ser trazida à consciência, e esse próprio trazer à consciência é o processo de cura. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Texto do OSHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-7686853258183034076?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/7686853258183034076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=7686853258183034076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7686853258183034076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/7686853258183034076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/07/sofrimento.html' title='Sofrimento'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/So4Ip8_YeqI/AAAAAAAAAfE/gCe4HSsPFEM/s72-c/Olho+homem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-565315154770576723</id><published>2009-08-20T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:09:40.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um pouco de humor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Soyt2wpkXEI/AAAAAAAAAec/YcvjWfw1JiQ/s1600-h/!cid_48CE1147C183402F925D5B3A2905FB05%40casa6b5a9a7c9b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371859611829951554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Soyt2wpkXEI/AAAAAAAAAec/YcvjWfw1JiQ/s400/!cid_48CE1147C183402F925D5B3A2905FB05%40casa6b5a9a7c9b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;"Minha mulher era muito infantil quando nos casamos. Um dia, eu estava tomando banho na banheira e ela afundou todos os meus barquinhos sem o menor motivo". Woody Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-565315154770576723?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/565315154770576723/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=565315154770576723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/565315154770576723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/565315154770576723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/07/um-pouco-de-humor-22.html' title='Um pouco de humor.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Soyt2wpkXEI/AAAAAAAAAec/YcvjWfw1JiQ/s72-c/!cid_48CE1147C183402F925D5B3A2905FB05%40casa6b5a9a7c9b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-2066801614621133303</id><published>2009-08-19T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:33:15.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Entenda melhor o cérebro tabagista</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sot4up73FeI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_cb2ebu1Gq0/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371519723495691746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sot4up73FeI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_cb2ebu1Gq0/s400/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Um estudo realizado pelo Grupo de Apoio ao Tabagista do Hospital do Câncer em São Paulo, destaca que, psicologicamente, o tabaco gera nas mulheres efeitos mais intensos quando comparados aos homens, causando dificuldades adicionais para o abandono do vício. Uma das hipóteses é que isso ocorra porque as mulheres são mais sujeitas aos sintomas da depressão e ansiedade. Segundo pesquisadores, cerca de 90% das fumantes iniciam seu hábito na adolescência, a partir dos 13 anos de idade, devido a fatores como pressão social e imitação do grupo. O levantamento feito com 6 mil pacientes em tratamento conclui ainda que, em cerca de 50% dos casos, entre homens e mulheres, a dependência do cigarro é exclusivamente psicológica. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: Revista Ciência e Vida Psique&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371519429234155890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sot4dhucYXI/AAAAAAAAAd0/-4aMbDXvm9Y/s400/143610.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-2066801614621133303?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/2066801614621133303/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=2066801614621133303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2066801614621133303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/2066801614621133303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/08/entenda-melhor-o-cerebro-tabagista.html' title='Entenda melhor o cérebro tabagista'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sot4up73FeI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_cb2ebu1Gq0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-8486702368054196722</id><published>2009-08-18T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T08:37:47.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para sua reflexão 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SorKWGWtCsI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6TSotbTDgio/s1600-h/!cid_001b01ca1fae%24a9f55a80%249100a8c0%40m5c5238091d184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371327986604509890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SorKWGWtCsI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6TSotbTDgio/s400/!cid_001b01ca1fae%24a9f55a80%249100a8c0%40m5c5238091d184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-8486702368054196722?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/8486702368054196722/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=8486702368054196722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8486702368054196722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8486702368054196722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='Para sua reflexão 11'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SorKWGWtCsI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6TSotbTDgio/s72-c/!cid_001b01ca1fae%24a9f55a80%249100a8c0%40m5c5238091d184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-1114835744956218545</id><published>2009-08-17T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:35:54.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Energia da libido.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoiVGbDbbCI/AAAAAAAAAdU/AUfDmvCQ7b0/s1600-h/ATcAAABuyF92zdjNFQlyemLFB09sqCMsAulUKujn9o6FJzGGxU1HujnFsl4PiSFG0GAFdfgzBSs1foJMwWxGta76G7eWAJtU9VAz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 203px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370706493213207586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoiVGbDbbCI/AAAAAAAAAdU/AUfDmvCQ7b0/s400/ATcAAABuyF92zdjNFQlyemLFB09sqCMsAulUKujn9o6FJzGGxU1HujnFsl4PiSFG0GAFdfgzBSs1foJMwWxGta76G7eWAJtU9VAz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;A energia da libido é aquela através da qual o instinto sexual se manifesta. É a energia psíquica que tende à perpetuação da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela se manifesta também ao acordar de manhã e pular da cama com todo pique para enfrentar o dia que vem pela frente. Descobrir que a cabeça está tão cheia de ideias que é preciso anotá-las num caderno. Olhar no espelho, vestir a roupa mais bonita, se perfumar e ir ao encontro de quem se gosta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Costumamos associar a palavra "libido" unicamente a sexo, mas essa energia pode ser canalizada para realizações em qualquer área, no trabalho, nos relacionamentos, nas amizades, na criação artística, na geração de ideias”. Ela nos dá não só tesão por outra pessoa, mas pela própria vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freud definiu essa pulsão como instinto puramente sexual. Jung redefiniu a libido como um instinto permanente da vida, que se manifesta na sexualidade, em necessidades, vontades e interesses diversos. É a força ativa e criadora, a verdadeira força vital, que vai além do contato erótico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370704871433574754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoiToBdCGWI/AAAAAAAAAdM/hwtwo8nGFx0/s400/Moleque+violino+FotografiasComAlma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-1114835744956218545?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/1114835744956218545/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=1114835744956218545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1114835744956218545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1114835744956218545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/07/energia-da-libido.html' title='Energia da libido.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoiVGbDbbCI/AAAAAAAAAdU/AUfDmvCQ7b0/s72-c/ATcAAABuyF92zdjNFQlyemLFB09sqCMsAulUKujn9o6FJzGGxU1HujnFsl4PiSFG0GAFdfgzBSs1foJMwWxGta76G7eWAJtU9VAz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-8931189413948781809</id><published>2009-08-16T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:36:54.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jogo do Eu " 11º desafio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoiPcYw87BI/AAAAAAAAAc8/e29XDD-dwco/s1600-h/!cid_219001c874eb$288c5080$6501a8c0@D9J9XHB1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 258px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370700273486195730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoiPcYw87BI/AAAAAAAAAc8/e29XDD-dwco/s400/!cid_219001c874eb%24288c5080%246501a8c0%40D9J9XHB1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Mais um desafio para esta semana. Confesso, este foi tirado a dedo para mim. Então vamos lá, vamos encarar. Estes exercícios são vivências de autoconhecimento onde o objetivo é vencer suas próprias barreiras. Nesta semana teremos a chance de recomeçar aquele programa físico interrompido ou nem sequer começado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;"Amanhã você deve arrumar um tempo para se dedicar a algum tipo de atividade física. Pratique um esporte, faça ginástica, ioga, natação ou simplesmente dê uma longa caminhada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;Durante a atividade observe o comportamento de seu corpo, sinta seus ritmos, como a respiração, o batimento cardíaco e o fluxo de sangue em suas veias e artérias. Sue um pouco, mas não se violente. Identifique os seus limites e respeite-os. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-8931189413948781809?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/8931189413948781809/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=8931189413948781809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8931189413948781809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/8931189413948781809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/07/jogo-do-eu-11-desafio.html' title='&quot;Jogo do Eu &quot; 11º desafio'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoiPcYw87BI/AAAAAAAAAc8/e29XDD-dwco/s72-c/!cid_219001c874eb%24288c5080%246501a8c0%40D9J9XHB1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-691638744238070562</id><published>2009-08-15T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:01:47.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje é Dia do Solteiro.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370194507489908482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SobDc7mwlwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/y3yqFIxZ8Qk/s400/30montanaguns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;Casar? Nem chegue perto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Você acha que vou abrir mão da minha liberdade? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Não poder fazer o que quiser, na hora que bem entender, sem ouvir reclamações ou cobranças?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Você acha que vou conviver com hábitos irritantes de alguém que deixa a toalha molhada em cima da cama, a cueca jogada pelo quarto ou a tampa do vaso sanitário levantada? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Você acha que vou deixar de investir na minha carreira porque alguém acha que eu tenho que cuidar de filhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afaste-se !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Nossa homenagem ao dia do solteiro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-691638744238070562?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/691638744238070562/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=691638744238070562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/691638744238070562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/691638744238070562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/07/hoje-e-dia-do-solteiro.html' title='Hoje é Dia do Solteiro.'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SobDc7mwlwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/y3yqFIxZ8Qk/s72-c/30montanaguns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-3342783842022053316</id><published>2009-08-14T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:17:49.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mau humor limita a visão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoTVTAQcZ1I/AAAAAAAAAcs/VEqHKRwTGjE/s1600-h/!cid_0A1836CE74804531BE055664EB4FD61A@casa6b5a9a7c9b.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369651178195674962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 62px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoTVTAQcZ1I/AAAAAAAAAcs/VEqHKRwTGjE/s400/!cid_0A1836CE74804531BE055664EB4FD61A%40casa6b5a9a7c9b.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;Aquela noção intuitiva de que a pessoa mal-humorada tem uma visão limitada da vida foi comprovada por neurocientistas da Universidade de Toronto, Canadá, mostrando mais uma vez como as emoções filtram a informação sensorial que chega ao cérebro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;No estudo, os pesquisadores mostraram aos voluntários uma série de imagens que os deixavam contentes ou irritados. Na etapa seguinte, exibiram figuras compostas, em que uma face ocupava a posição central, que era circundada por paisagens. A instrução era para que eles se esforçassem para manter o foco na face central, coisa que os participantes mal-humorados conseguiram fazer facilmente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;Em compensação, os que estavam de bom humor tiveram muita dificuldade para não prestar atenção nas paisagens apresentadas ao redor. P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;or isso, o mal-humorado só consegue enxergar uma parte da vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369650941553001266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoTVFOsbwzI/AAAAAAAAAck/pmRqMgIHMyU/s400/macaco+bravo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Baseado em artigo da Revista Mente e Cérebro. Edição Ago2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-3342783842022053316?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/3342783842022053316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=3342783842022053316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3342783842022053316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3342783842022053316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/07/mau-humor-limita-visao.html' title='Mau humor limita a visão'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoTVTAQcZ1I/AAAAAAAAAcs/VEqHKRwTGjE/s72-c/!cid_0A1836CE74804531BE055664EB4FD61A%40casa6b5a9a7c9b.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-6011434603880695181</id><published>2009-08-13T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:42:46.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um pouco de humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoMa7VuxNCI/AAAAAAAAAcU/10eJyCi2ld0/s1600-h/150px-Barfotakarmelitnunna,_Nordisk_familjebok.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369164787503674402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoMa7VuxNCI/AAAAAAAAAcU/10eJyCi2ld0/s400/150px-Barfotakarmelitnunna%252C_Nordisk_familjebok.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Em uma cidade do interior, viviam duas mulheres que tinham o mesmo nome: Flávia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Uma era freira e a outra taxista. Quis o destino que morressem no mesmo dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Quando chegaram ao céu, São Pedro perguntou: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;O teu nome? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;-Flávia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;-A freira? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;-Não, a taxista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;São Pedro consulta as suas notas e diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;- Bem, ganhastes o paraíso. Leva esta túnica com fios de ouro. Pode entrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;A seguir...:- O teu nome?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;-Flávia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;- A freira?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;- Sim, eu mesma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;- Bem, ganhastes o paraíso. Leva esta túnica de linho. Pode entrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;A religiosa diz:- Desculpe, mas deve haver engano. Eu sou Flávia, a freira!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;- Sim, minha filha, e ganhastes o paraíso.Leva esta túnica de linho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;- Não pode ser. Eu conheço a outra, Senhor. Era taxista, vivia na minha cidade e era um desastre. Subia nas calçadas, batia com o carro todos os dias, conduzia pessimamente e assustava as pessoas. Nunca mudou, apesar das multas e repreensões policiais. E quanto a mim, passei 65 anos pregando todos os domingos na paróquia. Como é que ela recebe a túnica com fios de ouro e eu esta de linho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;- Não há nenhum engano - diz São Pedro. É que, aqui no céu, adotamos uma gestão mais profissional do que a de vocês lá na Terra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;- Não entendo, disse a freira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;- Eu explico: Já ouviu falar de Gestão de Resultados? Agora nos orientamos por objetivos, e observamos que nos últimos anos, cada vez que tu pregavas, as pessoas dormiam e cada vez que ela conduzia o táxi, as pessoas rezavam!! &lt;strong&gt;Re&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sultado é o que importa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoMZ-5r1woI/AAAAAAAAAcE/opXuad0eNno/s1600-h/!cid_044a01c9c600$b065a1c0$0301010a@wilma.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 318px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369163749183046274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoMZ-5r1woI/AAAAAAAAAcE/opXuad0eNno/s400/!cid_044a01c9c600%24b065a1c0%240301010a%40wilma.gif" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-6011434603880695181?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/6011434603880695181/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=6011434603880695181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/6011434603880695181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/6011434603880695181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/08/um-pouco-de-humor_12.html' title='Um pouco de humor'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoMa7VuxNCI/AAAAAAAAAcU/10eJyCi2ld0/s72-c/150px-Barfotakarmelitnunna%252C_Nordisk_familjebok.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-5838565742327391638</id><published>2009-08-12T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:10:41.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para sua reflexão 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoIi8Uy2EaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/cj6-_Rdf7W8/s1600-h/ReflexÃ£o+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368892125548515746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoIi8Uy2EaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/cj6-_Rdf7W8/s400/Reflex%C3%A3o+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-5838565742327391638?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/5838565742327391638/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=5838565742327391638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5838565742327391638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/5838565742327391638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/07/para-sua-reflexao-10.html' title='Para sua reflexão 10'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoIi8Uy2EaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/cj6-_Rdf7W8/s72-c/Reflex%C3%A3o+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-6849695641974365239</id><published>2009-08-11T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T13:48:53.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dez dicas para conviver bem com seus filhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;Pais que não sabem se estão educando certo seus filhos têm que lembrar de duas palavrinhas mágicas: carinho e limites. E aqui vão algumas dicas para melhorar a convivência com eles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoDP2zh_eAI/AAAAAAAAAbk/kTYj90zEhSk/s1600-h/AbraÃ§o.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368519296278296578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoDP2zh_eAI/AAAAAAAAAbk/kTYj90zEhSk/s320/Abra%C3%A7o.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;1- Elogie o que seu filho fizer de bom. A maioria de nós está condicionada a apontar e tentar corrigir defeitos no comportamento, mas muitos se esquecem de elogiá-los quando fazem algo de bom por si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;2- Pare de discutir com uma criança que está berrando. Há poucas coisas na vida mais frustrantes do que tentar dialogar com uma criança em meio a um ataque de nervos. Esqueça o diálogo e espere até o ataque passar. Com sua falta de atenção, os ataques vão ficar mais curtos.&lt;br /&gt;3- Leia para seu filho dormir sempre que possível. Nesse mundo de televisão, computador e videogame é fácil relegar ao segundo plano a importância de um momento tão íntimo e especial.&lt;br /&gt;4- Cancele algumas atividades se ele estiver sobrecarregado. Balé, judô, inglês, futebol e informática são importantes, mas as crianças precisam de pelo menos um pouco de calma e tranquilidade em suas vidas.&lt;br /&gt;5- Contato físico é altamente aconselhável. Abrace, beije, brinque e role pelo chão. Faz bem tanto para você quanto para seus filhos.&lt;br /&gt;6- Pense positivo. Pais são seres naturalmente preocupados, mas se o seu filho só quer saber de comer pipoca durante uma semana inteira ou vem brigando muito com os coleguinhas, procure colocar as coisas em perspectiva e não fazer dessas situações tragédias insolúveis. Acredite: vai passar.&lt;br /&gt;7- Veja o mundo pelos olhos do seu filho. De vez em quando ponha-se no lugar dele e veja de onde vêm seus medos e apreensões.&lt;br /&gt;8- Deixe algumas coisas "prá lá". De vez em quando um quarto mal arrumado ou um prato de verduras não comido não são o fim do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;9- Ouça o que o seu filho tem a dizer. Mas ouça de verdade, assim a comunicação entre vocês estará sempre aberta.&lt;br /&gt;10- Ria mais. Afinal de contas, não existe nada melhor na vida do que passar momentos felizes com um filho. A risada, mesmo que a princípio sem motivo, predispõe à felicidade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-6849695641974365239?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/6849695641974365239/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=6849695641974365239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/6849695641974365239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/6849695641974365239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/07/dez-dicas-para-conviver-bem-com-seus.html' title='Dez dicas para conviver bem com seus filhos'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SoDP2zh_eAI/AAAAAAAAAbk/kTYj90zEhSk/s72-c/Abra%C3%A7o.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-1885675894852052449</id><published>2009-08-10T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T15:25:13.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento Bola de Neve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;Alguma vez você já observou quão tenso se sente ao deixar-se envolver por seus pensamentos? E já reparou que quanto mais absorvido pelos detalhes que o aborrecem ou o assustam, pior fica? Um pensamento conduz a outro, e a outro ainda, até que, num determinado estágio, torna-se incrivelmente agitado ou desanimado. Se alguém tentar lhe influenciar com opiniões pessoais ou fantasias do outro mundo, pior ainda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;Por exemplo, quando alguém lhe conta alguma coisa e você fica em dúvida, repare como à medida que os pensamentos negativos vêm à sua cabeça, você fica cada vez mais em dúvida e com isso acaba ficando mais tenso e inseguro, formando uma verdadeira “bola de neve”. Isso vai lhe trazer um desconforto geral e vai ter medo de não saber como agir. Pode até ficar desanimado e depressivo, tudo baseado numa fantasia. Para algumas pessoas, este tipo de "crise de pensamentos" tem duração ilimitada. Já ouvi relatos de clientes que gastaram muitos de seus dias e noites inteirinhos com ensaios mentais deste tipo. É desnecessário dizer que o sentimento de paz é impossível para alguém com a mente repleta de preocupações e aborrecimentos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;A solução é prestar atenção no que está acontecendo na mente antes que estes pensamentos comecem a formar uma onda negativa. Quanto mais rápido você se perceber construindo a bola-de-neve mental, mais fácil será interrompê-la. Quando alguém lhe contar alguma coisa, não vá acreditando em tudo que lhe dizem. Opiniões são subjetivas. Quando as coisas parecem não estar dando certo, não se deixe levar pelos pensamentos negativos. Diga para você mesmo: PARE !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;Distraia-se, vá dar uma volta no quarteirão, faça alguma coisa que lhe dê prazer, e lembre-se que todos os problemas são passageiros. Uns são fáceis de resolver, outros mais difíceis, mas todos serão resolvidos mais cedo ou mais tarde. Você pode ser uma pessoa realmente com muitos problemas, mas lembre-se de que encher sua mente de pensamentos negativos só serve para piorar os problemas, fazendo com que se sinta ainda mais estressado do que está. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368219607528590866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sn-_Sn8HThI/AAAAAAAAAbU/7EL1mIomrj4/s400/Cavalos+violetas.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-1885675894852052449?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/1885675894852052449/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=1885675894852052449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1885675894852052449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/1885675894852052449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/08/bola-de-neve-do-pensamento.html' title='Pensamento Bola de Neve'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sn-_Sn8HThI/AAAAAAAAAbU/7EL1mIomrj4/s72-c/Cavalos+violetas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6109393102665112933.post-3302238936921724033</id><published>2009-08-09T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:55:10.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jogo do Eu " 10º desafio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sn7ATIPhZeI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pEBggAiBp4E/s1600-h/!cid_DD68B1A3A18148E49E3AF54731A1A8C1@casa6b5a9a7c9b.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367939240734844386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sn7ATIPhZeI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pEBggAiBp4E/s400/!cid_DD68B1A3A18148E49E3AF54731A1A8C1%40casa6b5a9a7c9b.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Que tal mais um desafio esta semana? As pessoas que estão vivenciando estes desafios têm dado um bom retorno, contando terem percebido fatos de si mesmo que os surpreenderam. Estes exercícios são vivências de autoconhecimento onde o objetivo é vencer suas próprias barreiras. Nesta semana teremos a chance extravasar o que está represado dentro de nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;"Procure lugar apropriado e grite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Vá para um lugar onde tenha bastante espaço para que você possa gritar à vontade. Grite, pule, xingue, faça tudo aquilo que não poderia fazer em um ambiente sem privacidade."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6109393102665112933-3302238936921724033?l=faloren46.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/feeds/3302238936921724033/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6109393102665112933&amp;postID=3302238936921724033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3302238936921724033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6109393102665112933/posts/default/3302238936921724033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faloren46.blogspot.com/2009/07/jogo-do-eu-10-desafio.html' title='&quot;Jogo do Eu &quot; 10º desafio'/><author><name>Fabrizio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12046265797571689058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/SefQlpW9JhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sf5W7o66Jt4/S220/tn_Foto+Fab+2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nlwyVyGxap0/Sn7ATIPhZeI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pEBggAiBp4E/s72-c/!cid_DD68B1A3A18148E49E3AF54731A1A8C1%40casa6b5a9a7c9b.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
