Sunday, January 30, 2011

Bleeding 5 Days Before Period

Of Gods and Men: death and rebirth of the swan

Can, film, purify the soul?

"I have lived long enough to know that I am an accomplice of the evil that, unfortunately, seems to prevail in the world and could beat the blind. When the time comes, I would like to have that moment of lucidity that allows me to apologize to God and my brothers in humanity, forgiving at the same time, all heart, who has beaten me. "
( Spiritual Testament of the Christian prior to Chergé)


Of Gods and Men tells the story of eight monks Cistercians (White Monks) living in the mountains of North Africa and are trapped between the violence of the fundamentalists and army violence.

Of Gods and Men explains how these men, clearly defined character and very different from each other-cross, each at their own pace and manner, the darkness of his own darkness to learn to live and be accepted but above all, to find the strength / courage that, at the decisive moment, I will surrender to Love and end up taking them out of their reluctance and accept their fate to, well, to realize God, to join him (in a The parallels with beautiful Swan Lake , whose music is heard in the exciting moment of the Last Supper in the refectory, where Siegfried and Odette made a sacrifice of love for which they receive the reward of being reborn and united forever) .

Of Gods and Men is the story of a commitment beyond the fear of a supply beyond indecision of a sacrifice beyond all doubt. Die Love rebirth in spirituality, courage, freedom of choice, tolerance, equality, fraternity, generosity, insight, commitment. The greatness of man.

A wonderful picture, a wonderful script, with some moments of true inspiration, a brilliant performance, a totally deep poetry and music to disarm any suspicion and allow you to open wide your heart to sneak squarely on him.

Can, film, purify the soul?


"Tell me, Oh, swan, your ancient history. What country are you from?, Oh, swan! To what banks
direct your flight? Where ease, oh, swan, and what you're looking for?
Wake up this morning, oh, swan, stand and follow me.
There is a country where they prevail not doubt and sadness, where there is no longer the terror of death.
There, forests are spring flowers and the breeze brings a perfume that says: "He am I".
There the bee of the heart and penetrates deep into the flower, without aspiring to another enjoyment. "
(Kabir)

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Chikans In Japanese Trains

Reasons to believe in a better world

Today I share a video I found the other day at my friend's facebook Siberian . It's called "Reasons to Believe in a Better World" and is an advertisement. I like to hang advertisements but this, in particular, has much to do with the I scored goals when I started writing this blog so I'll make an exception. There will, I hope you enjoy it.


Friday, January 21, 2011

Half Price Promotion Heathrow Express

The right way


Just the right direction: that of Light.
There is only one right way: the Love

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Bushy Eyebrows Before And After Waxing




In the cathedral door, rings the "Moonlight" by Debussy. You say that I am pure excitement. Ana writes to tell me that is happy, I sent a lovely text on joy. The sky is blue blue blue. Agnes and Joan smile. Eva paints a picture full of dreams. We walked hand in hand around the Gothic Quarter. Cristina sends me a poem. Sofia writes a new post. The night is shattered. Nanda Mercè shared an item and a meditation exercise. Gloria and John quit organized a meeting. Vane Nacho and ten years ago that they want. Pepa invited me for dinner. It's two am and I can go to buy flowers. Marina is about to marry. Susana too. Paco wishes me a happy new year and Javier sends me a kiss. Evita embodies and laugh with my jokes. Buddha meditates in silence. And ... in the cathedral door, rings the "Moonlight" by Debussy.

According to wikipedia, a "light" is sunlight reflected off a star other and that dispels the darkness of the night in the latter. Thus, the moonlight is the night lighting of the Earth by sunlight reflected on the Moon.

What star is the light that dispels
your darkness in the dark night?

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Examples Monthly Counselings

Moonlight Mazes


I am fascinated by mazes. I love the Greek mythology. And I like trying to understand the symbols that hide those old stories that tried to order the world, to bring light to the chaos of existence.

Yesterday I visited the exhibition at the CCCB, " For mazes" and I left convinced that the myths are much more current than sometimes thought.

The myth of the labyrinth is the story of the hero Theseus who enters it to defeat the beast that inhabits: the Minotaur, a strange being half man and half bull. To carry out its mission, Theseus has the help of Ariadne, which gives the famous line that will show the way back out of the maze.


In the fifteenth century, the physicist Giovanni Fontana said: "In the short treatise on labyrinths have designed many as five types of figures of my invention, different, where there are dead ends, digressions, losses, windings, confusions, fears, bypasses, detours, turns back and conversions, that fool who enters. " And so, the maze becomes, as suggested by the famous philosopher Mircea Eliade a symbol of life itself.

Life is thus a maze. Walk-sometimes blindly, sometimes filled with light, in order to reach the center, to that sacred place - why not - where we expect the Minotaur, the beast is not nothing but a part of ourselves. Theseus represents light, the hero, the self more noble and pure. The Minotaur, by contrast, is the dark side, the brutality, the vilest matter - is the ego? -. The hero must enter the maze and must reach the center where the toughest fight: the fight against himself.

Theseus is victorious in battle but their ordeal does not end there, you must re-surfacing and for She needed a thread, the thread of Ariadne, the thread of Love Without Love, Theseus is at risk of being walking around the maze that has seen her win, to bind, caught between pride and complacency.

A maze, your life. A hero, you me light. A beast, you me dark. A fight, yours. A thread, your salvation. A heroine, your love And finally ... LIGHT.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Men Body Waxing Bangkok

Happy New Year Blessings


used to complain about my bad memory. Until I discovered that not recall an offense. Blessed oblivion, I have erased the bitterness.

used to protest the bad times. Until I realized someone breaking of pain. Blessed experience has been transformed into empathy.

used to make a list of New Year wishes. Until we understand the blessings that I have been given. So this year I do not write a wish list, write a list of acknowledgments. That has proven to be a long, long.

And I appreciate, above all, the light that lights my way.