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Today is your lucky day

(Thanks to Ramon, history)

Today I want to tell the story of Lucas . Lucas is 29 and is Brazilian. He spent three years living in Barcelona and when it was decided to leave the city giving moments of happiness, gratitude, and, in a very special, happy that there had been.

To this end, Lucas bought a bunch of balloons and every one, I hooked a theater ticket. Then it was all over town, releasing balloons carrying an envelope that read: " Today is your lucky day. Here's a gift . "

Those who were with one of his balloons, he opened the envelope could read:

" Hi, you do not know me and I'm not you. But that does not matter. The important thing is that I was very very happy the three years I lived in Barcelona and the way I found of saying thank you to the city was dropping a bunch of balloons with tickets to a play. That'll get people like you can have fun as much as I enjoyed myself countless times in this wonderful city.
I believe in a more altruistic world, where people look less his own navel and cares more for the happiness of everyone, not just from family and friends. A world with more friendship and respect, you can start today if we all give something without expecting anything in return. I hope you enjoy your gift. Farewell, Lucas . "

Lucas gives moments of happiness because he believes in a more altruistic. A world where people look under their navel and cares more for the happiness of all ...

And you, what kind of world do you think?

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Three years ... ¿¿¿Ya??

The Good News Journal three years old today. A lot has happened since I started writing it. And surely I am no longer the same as that three years is a lot of days. Specifically, 1,095 days.

And today, from the vantage point of this night light, turning his head to look back and go back 1,095 days to 1,095 days turn to look ahead. And suddenly, I understand that the here and now is all that really matters, that the here and now is all that really I have. And because of that, I know that is in me-me-decide just what to do with them. And if I stop a moment to think about it, I realize that here and now I have no problem, here and now and am extremely happy here and I'm totally grateful.

I like to write The Good News Newspaper. I find it useful to put some order in my chaos, to bring a ray of light in my darkness. I will not deny that there are days when I write it costs big-days in which I put in the middle ... - but the effort always always worth it just because the positive energy is like a boomerang and come back to me multiplied by hundred, thousand, tropecientosmil.

So, here and now I will celebrate three years ago to write The Good News Newspaper, but first, I want to thank everyone who in one way or another, you're by my side. Ilumináis my life and as I said just a year ago, are part of what I know and who I am.

THANKS!

Elena

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Today I remembered the joy ...

Defense of joy - Mario Benedetti

Defender joy as a trench

scandal and defending

routine of misery and miserable

temporary absences

and final joy

defend a principle

defend the awe and nightmares

of neutrals and neutrons

of sweet infamy and serious diagnoses

defend

joy as a flag to defend

Ray and melancholy

of naive and rogue

of rhetoric cardiac arrest

and endemic diseases and academies defend

joy as a destination

fire and defend

firefighters

of suicidal and homicidal

of vacation and

burden of the obligation to be happy

defend a certain joy and defend

rust and scab

the famous patina of time

of dew and opportunism

of pimps of laughter

joy

defend a right to defend

winter god and

capitalization and death

of surnames and pity

chance

and joy.

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What is your bucket?

Cris and Martha sent me (many thanks) I want to share a little story. It's called "The Bucket of Lorenzo" the author is Isabelle Carrier and tells the story of a child who is different from others because it carries a saucepan. This child-Lorenzo, is very sensitive, you need a lot of love and although it has a lot of qualities, people only see the bucket dragging. In addition, the bucket because it complicates life stalls everywhere and forces him to make twice the effort than others to reach the same place. One day, Lorenzo is so tired that he decides to hide and little by little, people forget it. Fortunately, there is an extraordinary person to help you express your fears, shows their strengths and teaches him to believe in its possibilities. Since then, he remains the same and the pot is still there, but Lawrence has learned to look at it another way, to look differently.

After reading it, I kept thinking that, in fact, all are different, each has its own hunt-large or small, that limits, conditions it and not let him be happy. How many times have you wanted to hide because your pot weighed more than they could or wanted to support? I think it's important to become aware of it, accept that difference, understand and learn to integrate.

How?, Maybe changing the focus of attention? Lorenzo makes expressing their fears and realizing that much more important than the trailing pan are all the qualities you have that, to remember, give back the faith in himself that seemed to have lost.

What is your bucket?

And, more importantly, what do you do with it?