<?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-1658772763232804060</id><updated>2011-11-23T23:42:42.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>taromaniadalindi</title><subtitle type='html'>matérias a respeito do tarot e vivências sobre o mesmo /assuntos gerais</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-508931929491946395</id><published>2011-09-23T07:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T07:17:52.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRNmsCJC1Hk/TnyU4m7nJyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/NwssevhHF-Y/s1600/alma1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRNmsCJC1Hk/TnyU4m7nJyI/AAAAAAAAAKw/NwssevhHF-Y/s320/alma1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Para encontramos a alma temos que deixar a superfície, temos que nos afastar para bem fundo no nosso íntimo e entrar, entrar, descer, descer num poço muito profundo, silencioso e calmo; e lá, então, há algo cálido, tranquilo, rico em conteúdo, muito sereno, muito perfeito, como uma fragrância: a alma. E se persistimos e estamos conscientes de nós mesmos, vem uma espécie de plenitude que da a impressão de uma coisa completa, que contém insondáveis profundidades. E sentimos que se entrássemos ali, muitos segredos seriam revelados, como reflexo de algo que é eterno em águas silenciosas e calmas. E os limites do tempo já não existem. Temos a impressão de que sempre fomos e seremos por toda a eternidade."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Santa Rabia de Basra)&lt;br /&gt;O Trabalho de Gurdjieff&lt;br /&gt;KATHELEEN RIORDAN SPEETH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copiado da publicação de Cibele Santos no Facebook/Grupo Sensitivos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-508931929491946395?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/508931929491946395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=508931929491946395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/508931929491946395'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Súplica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu seja como um rio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;profundo e silencioso,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;irrigando as margens que orientam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;meu caminho,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;para que, enquanto frutifico a terra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ao meu redor, eu cumpra a missão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;de, um dia, me ver transformada em mar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu seja espelho onde o céu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;venha depositar beijos dourados&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;em dias de luz e azul intenso,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e que as noites possam depositar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;suas estrelas no berço cristalino&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;das minhas águas serenas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;para que minha existência celebre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a harmonia da paisagem na qual&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;interfiro , por onde passo ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assim como um rio,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;que eu possa ser esperança&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;para os que me encontrarem,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;que jamais as redes voltem vazias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;para os que necessitarem,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;que eu tenha tranquilidade e alegria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a oferecer nesta minha jornada ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Especialmente,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu espero poder refletir o rosto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;de cada irmão,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;para que cada um possa se ver em mim,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sob a cúpula infinita do céu que nos protege,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;na certeza de que todos somos parte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dos magníficos planos de Deus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amém.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Autora: Mellíss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;conversando com Deus e com os anjos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Ensinem-nos a viver!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ensinem-nos a aceitar a ausência daqueles que amamos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a compreender o ir e vir dos amigos, a incompreensão e a compreensão,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a inconsciência e a consciência do ser humano nos momentos alternados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ensinem-nos a sorrir feliz mesmo que as lágrimas tenham escorrido nos nossos rostos poucos minutos antes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que a emoção seja uma constante em nossas vidas porque ela é o motivo maior da pulsação do coração. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que a razão seja o equilibrio dessa emoção vibrante porque é a companheira do coração na nossa caminhada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que a intuição seja o anjo que direcione nossas vidas e seja reconhecida como uma possibilidade assertiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que a gratidão e o perdão andem de mãos dadas conosco sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que a esperança seja a presença constante em nosso íntimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, assim, o amor fluirá em nós e em todo o universo numa união da unidade com o todo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para sempre seja, amém!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogblogolando.zip.net/"&gt;http://blogblogolando.zip.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-630171598308799995?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/630171598308799995/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=630171598308799995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/ Reportagem de Ana Elizabeth Diniz Publicado em 08/06/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.otempo.com.br/otempo/noticias/?IdEdicao=1686&amp;amp;IdCanal=4&amp;amp;IdSubCanal=&amp;amp;IdNoticia=142987&amp;amp;IdTipoNoticia=1"&gt;http://www.otempo.com.br/otempo/noticias/?IdEdicao=1686&amp;amp;IdCanal=4&amp;amp;IdSubCanal=&amp;amp;IdNoticia=142987&amp;amp;IdTipoNoticia=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversando com Helena Blavatsky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revolucionária sensitiva russo-ucraniana que viveu no século 19 deixou legado sobre a sabedoria primordial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana Elizabeth Diniz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especial para O TEMPO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revolução de palavras, ideias. Marco do ocultismo. Helena Petrovna Blavatsky (1831-1891), juntamente com Henry Steel Olcott, criou, em 1875, a teosofia ou ciência da sabedoria perene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Em pleno século 19, essa mulher desafiou as diferentes religiões em seus aspectos dogmáticos e corporativos, mostrando que todas elas são imperfeitas e nenhuma possui contato exclusivo com o mundo divino. Ela mostrou que cada grande religião tem, em sua essência, contato interior com a sabedoria eterna e universal que é patrimônio comum de toda a humanidade", explica Carlos Cardoso Aveline, jornalista, escritor e autor de "Conversas na Biblioteca - Um Diálogo de 25 Séculos".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aveline entrevista a obra de madame Blavatsky e desvela uma mulher que "desafiou os dogmas científicos da época e retomou a tradição clássica segundo a qual a religião, a ciência e a filosofia devem ser reconhecidas como inseparáveis em um universo em que cada coisa tem vida e movimento em seu interior e está ligada a todas as outras partes do cosmo". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O autor relata que Blavatsky era sensitiva e, durante alguns anos, promoveu fenômenos parapsicológicos "para mostrar em um plano prático que o universo não tem apenas três dimensões e que a vida é maior do que o mundo dos cinco sentidos. Trabalhando em contato com raja-iogues do Himalaia, sábios que operam em um plano intuitivo da consciência, Blavatsky lutou pela compreensão não dogmática de que todos os seres humanos são irmãos, sem distinção de raça, credo, sexo, ideologia ou condição social", explica Aveline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem tudo foram flores no caminho da sabedoria iluminada. "Em 1885, no auge de uma campanha clerical contra suas ideias universalistas que desbancavam crenças dogmáticas, Helena Blavatsky foi alvo de uma investigação por parte da Society for Psychic Research (SPP) de Londres, e qualificada como um caso ‘fascinante’ de fraude", relembra o escritor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quase cem anos depois, a SPP contratou Vernon Harrison, expert em fraudes e falsificações, para reexaminar a "condenação" de H.P. Blavatsky. "Harrison escreveu um livro com suas conclusões. Ele testemunhou que, realmente, houve fraude: não da parte de Blavatsky, mas dos seus acusadores. As provas contra Blavatsky é que foram forjadas. Em 1986, a SPP fez uma autocrítica pública, integral e sem meias palavras. Embora tardia, a reparação serviu para restabelecer a verdade", comenta Aveline. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora de "Ísis sem Véu", "A Doutrina Secreta" e mais de 30 volumes, Blavatsky publicou textos que "causaram um forte impacto positivo na história do pensamento humano. Porém, muito do que ela escreveu ainda está por ser compreendido e decodificado mais claramente", conclui o escritor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Conversas na Biblioteca - Um Diálogo de 25 Séculos", Carlos Cardoso Aveline. Para comprar: &lt;a href="http://www.furb.br/editora"&gt;www.furb.br/editora&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teosofistas na era digital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre as três maiores correntes internacionais de pensamento teosófico, a Loja Unida de Teosofistas (LUT) é aquela que dá prioridade ao ensinamento original de Helena Blavatsky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fundada em Los Angeles, em 1909, está presente em cerca de 15 países. No Brasil funciona em Brasília e está iniciando um trabalho em Minas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atuando principalmente através da internet, a LUT em língua portuguesa possui um e-group de estudos diários e distribui textos toda semana para milhares de leitores em Portugal e no Brasil. Seu principal website é www.filosofiaesoterica.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais informações: lutminas@gmail.com ou pelo telefone (31) 9218.9590. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Minientrevista com Helena Blavatsky Teosofista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que significa a palavra teosofia? Sabedoria divina ou sabedoria dos deuses, assim como a teogonia é a genealogia dos deuses. A palavra theos significa “um deus” em grego, um dos seres divinos – certamente não “Deus” no sentido atribuído em nossos dias ao termo. Portanto, não é “sabedoria de Deus”, como traduzido por alguns, mas sabedoria divina, a sabedoria possuída pelos deuses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que é preciso fazer, então, para alcançar o verdadeiro autoconhecimento? A primeira condição para obter autoconhecimento é nos tornarmos profundamente conscientes da nossa ignorância; sentir com cada fibra do nosso coração que somos incessantemente autoiludidos. O segundo requisito é a convicção ainda mais profunda de que tal conhecimento – um conhecimento seguro e intuitivo – pode ser obtido pelo esforço. O terceiro e mais importante é uma determinação indômita de obter e enfrentar esse conhecimento. O autoconhecimento desse tipo não pode ser alcançado através do que, normalmente, se chama de “autoanálise”. Ele não é obtido pelo raciocínio ou por qualquer processo cerebral, porque ele é o despertar da consciência da natureza divina no ser humano. Obter esse conhecimento é uma realização maior do que ter domínio sobre os elementos da natureza ou conhecer o futuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que você está descrevendo é inseparável do despertar da intuição. Como se pode desenvolver a verdadeira intuição? Em primeiro lugar, exercitando-a. E, em segundo lugar, não usando-a para propósitos meramente pessoais. Exercitá-la significa que ela deve ser seguida através de erros e derrotas até que, a partir das tentativas sinceras de usá-la, ela adquire força própria. Isso não significa que podemos fazer coisas erradas e deixar os resultados de lado, mas quer dizer que, estabelecendo nossa consciência sobre uma base correta pela adoção da regra de ouro, nós abrimos espaço para a intuição e aumentamos a sua força. Inevitavelmente, no início cometeremos erros, mas, se formos sinceros em seguida, a intuição brilhará com mais clareza e não errará. Deveríamos acrescentar o estudo das obras daqueles que trilharam esse caminho no passado e descobriram o que é real e o que não é. Eles dizem que o ‘eu’ superior é a única realidade. O cérebro deve ter acesso a visões mais amplas da vida (...). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publicado em: 08/06/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-4641784816390039976?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/4641784816390039976/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=4641784816390039976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/4641784816390039976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/4641784816390039976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/06/jornal-o-tempo-magazine-reportagem-de.html' title='Jornal O Tempo / Magazine / Reportagem de Ana Elizabeth Diniz Publicado em 08/06/2010'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-842364040216919032</id><published>2010-05-23T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:16:48.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enigma</title><content type='html'>Escondo segredos de uma eternidade.&lt;br /&gt;Em meus DNAS estão registrados.&lt;br /&gt;Acompanham-me na&amp;nbsp;minha jornada,&lt;br /&gt;Mas não me são revelados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, busco a&amp;nbsp;sacerdotisa em&amp;nbsp; mim&lt;br /&gt;Pra que revele em sonhos&amp;nbsp;alguns deles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;nbsp;lua que&amp;nbsp;clareia a noite,&lt;br /&gt;conhece todos os mistérios da eternidade,&lt;br /&gt;os&amp;nbsp;segredos&amp;nbsp;de todos nós...&lt;br /&gt;Pode trazer-nos mensagens &lt;br /&gt;dos sonhos que mais sonhamos acordados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-842364040216919032?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/842364040216919032/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=842364040216919032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/842364040216919032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/842364040216919032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/05/enigma.html' title='Enigma'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-228495942999651205</id><published>2010-05-21T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T20:08:05.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luz do Sol - Caetano Veloso</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/XdYwR6HwZIY/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XdYwR6HwZIY&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XdYwR6HwZIY&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-228495942999651205?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/228495942999651205/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=228495942999651205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/228495942999651205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/228495942999651205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/05/luz-do-sol-caetano-veloso.html' title='Luz do Sol - Caetano Veloso'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-4893687987981003937</id><published>2010-05-21T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T19:08:58.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O SOL</title><content type='html'>Sol &lt;br /&gt;tua luz quente&lt;br /&gt;inunda nossas vidas.&lt;br /&gt;Teu brilho dourado&lt;br /&gt;clareia nossos caminhos.&lt;br /&gt;Traz paz e alegria aos corações.&lt;br /&gt;Relacionamentos felizes,&lt;br /&gt;sinceros e&amp;nbsp;intensos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Sol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilumina-nos &amp;nbsp;neste entardecer da vida,&lt;br /&gt;na maturidade,&lt;br /&gt;com a tua claridade,&lt;br /&gt;guia-nos no caminho do amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-4893687987981003937?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/4893687987981003937/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=4893687987981003937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/4893687987981003937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/4893687987981003937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/05/httpwwwclubedotarocombrsitet735poemas22.html' title='O SOL'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-2879342791717908005</id><published>2010-05-14T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T12:28:06.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Eremita</title><content type='html'>Dentro de si tem a vontade e a firmeza do propósito &lt;br /&gt;na busca interna à procura de respostas&lt;br /&gt;no&amp;nbsp;contato&amp;nbsp;com &amp;nbsp;Deus Interior,&lt;br /&gt;o isolamento&amp;nbsp;e o silêncio&amp;nbsp;são ferramentas usadas&lt;br /&gt;para o alcance do objetivo.&lt;br /&gt;O sábio sabe que nada é&amp;nbsp;senão&amp;nbsp;um com Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Transmissor de luz, O Eremita conhece a paciência, a perseverança.&lt;br /&gt;Sabe que&amp;nbsp;a colheita vem no tempo certo pra quem planta com amor e entrega.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-2879342791717908005?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/2879342791717908005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=2879342791717908005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/2879342791717908005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/2879342791717908005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-eremita.html' title='O Eremita'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-1938952671872087170</id><published>2010-05-13T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:33:40.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madre Tereza de Calcutá</title><content type='html'>Estou lendo o livro: "Madre Teresa / Venha, seja minha luz." de Brian Kolodiejchuk /&amp;nbsp; Thomas Nelson&amp;nbsp;Brasil&lt;br /&gt;RJ/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O desejo de Madre Tereza era de servir à Jesus incondicionalmente, fazer todas as suas vontades.&lt;br /&gt;E a vontade de Jesus era que ela fosse a sua luz junto aos pobres necessitados.&lt;br /&gt;O livro&amp;nbsp;emociona.&lt;br /&gt;A caminhada de Madre Tereza não foi fácil, nem a caminhada interna e nem a externa.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, ela conseguiu cumprir a vontade de seu Esposo, como freira que era.&lt;br /&gt;Foi a representação da LUZ de Jesus na Terra e, depois de sua morte, também o é.&lt;br /&gt;Exemplo de caridade e bondade, firmeza de propósito e compromisso com o próximo por amor de Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Lindi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-1938952671872087170?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/1938952671872087170/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=1938952671872087170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/1938952671872087170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/1938952671872087170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/05/madre-tereza-de-calcuta.html' title='Madre Tereza de Calcutá'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-3943563598919856217</id><published>2010-04-21T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T18:29:37.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O trato com os pensamentos</title><content type='html'>Devemos vigiar nossos pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;Devemos interrogá-los quando bate à porta de nossos corações.&lt;br /&gt;Pertencem a nós ou não?&lt;br /&gt;Devemos conversar com os nossos pensamentos e, descobrir se são intrusos como ódio, ressentimento, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Se são intrusos devemos tentar expulsá-los ou minimizá-los&amp;nbsp;em defesa de nossa paz.&lt;br /&gt;Só devemos deixar entrar em nossa casa os pensamentos que nos trazem paz, que vêm de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Se não controlarmos nossos pensamentos não encontraremos Deus em nossa casa, mas sim o&amp;nbsp;caos de nossos sentimentos, nosso tumulto interior.&lt;br /&gt;Assim nos ensina Evágrio Pôntico (monge do deserto) em seus textos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-3943563598919856217?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/3943563598919856217/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=3943563598919856217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/3943563598919856217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/3943563598919856217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-trato-com-os-pensamentos.html' title='O trato com os pensamentos'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-8291427577938445016</id><published>2010-04-03T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T12:32:17.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E ainda sobre a alma...</title><content type='html'>Segundo Anselm Grün, a alma pode pedir a palavra. Nós precisamos burlar a rotina pra que a alma possa se desenvolver.&amp;nbsp;Ela nos dá acesso a imagem primordial que Deus fez de nós para si. Quando reprimimos esta imagem primordial para satisfazer as exigências do dia a dia, a alma nos adverte pra abrir espaço a coisas novas em&amp;nbsp; nós, a viver&amp;nbsp;autenticamente.&lt;br /&gt;A questão: é realmente a alma que pede a palavra ou são apenas nossos&amp;nbsp;caprichos que nos confundem?&lt;br /&gt;Como distinguir?&lt;br /&gt;A alma&amp;nbsp;nos conduz à liberdade, à vida, a uma boa relação com as pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;Diz Wunibald Müller que sua alma não lhe diz diretamente o que fazer, mas o confunde.&lt;br /&gt;Chama sua atenção para algo que não está bem, de que em algum lugar deve haver uma abertura.&lt;br /&gt;As vezes pode significar travar novos relacionamentos como também reavivar um relacionamento existente.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;A consciência tem&amp;nbsp;a ver com a alma. Sêneca compreende a consciência como o saber a respeito de processos interiores, em última instância, a respeito dos processos da alma.&lt;br /&gt;Existem situações em que confiamos em nossa alma e nos entregamos ao seu comando.&lt;br /&gt;Ela poderá levar-nos a caminhos que nos colocam em conflito com&amp;nbsp;a norma estabelecida.&lt;br /&gt;Em nossa alma vivem nossas recordações, as mudanças e transformações ocorridas estão nela armazenadas. &lt;br /&gt;Nossa vida exterior conhece o ontem, o hoje e o amanhã, mas a alma&amp;nbsp; é o lugar onde mora e vive a eternidade.&lt;br /&gt;Na alma estamos abertos para Deus&amp;nbsp;e, também, para o Deus que há em&amp;nbsp;cada um de nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-8291427577938445016?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/8291427577938445016/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=8291427577938445016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/8291427577938445016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/8291427577938445016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/04/e-ainda-sobre-alma.html' title='E ainda sobre a alma...'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-2465991822051898877</id><published>2010-03-24T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T10:15:41.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando penso no passado...</title><content type='html'>Quando penso no passado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não é realmente nos fatos que penso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e, sim, nos registros da minha memória que afloram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como um programa de computador que posso acessar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seria simples deletar, mas não é assim que acontece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, quando o pensamento acessa a minha memória&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trazendo o passado ao presente, aquieto-me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busco o silêncio, o vazio, onde a Divindade pode agir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, repito, ainda meio roboticamente, as lições do Ho'oponopono da Identidade Própria*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Declaração repetidas dirigidas ao Divino:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, perdoe-me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abro espaço para a inspiração divina, para a PAZ DO EU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Dom profundo que nos permite desenvolver um relacionamento funcional com a Divindade interior e aprender a pedir que, em cada momento, os nossos erros de pensamento, palavras, feitos ou ações sejam purificados. &lt;br /&gt;O processo diz essencialmente respeito à liberdade, à completa liberdade em relação ao passado.&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;span style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;MORRNAH NALAMAKU SIMEONA, criadora do método&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibliografia:&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Limite Zero / Joe Vitale e Ihaleakala Hew Len, PhD / Editora Rocco/ Pagina 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post retirado do meu blog&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.blogblogolando.zip.net/"&gt;http://www.blogblogolando.zip.net/&lt;/a&gt; (biya)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-2465991822051898877?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/2465991822051898877/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=2465991822051898877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/2465991822051898877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/2465991822051898877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/03/quando-penso-no-passado.html' title='Quando penso no passado...'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-1543534536926032301</id><published>2010-03-23T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T16:06:11.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vale a Pena Ler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogdetaro.com/2009/10/escolhas-e-caminhos.html"&gt;http://www.blogdetaro.com/2009/10/escolhas-e-caminhos.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vale a pena ler!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-1543534536926032301?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/1543534536926032301/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=1543534536926032301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/1543534536926032301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/1543534536926032301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/03/vale-pena-ler.html' title='Vale a Pena Ler'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-9208182731988358823</id><published>2010-03-23T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T08:57:01.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madre Tereza de Calcutá</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/S6jhYpOkzEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/HDphE9605No/s1600-h/madretereza.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/S6jhYpOkzEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/HDphE9605No/s200/madretereza.bmp" vt="true" width="140" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Poema da Paz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&amp;nbsp;dia mais belo?&amp;nbsp;Hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A coisa mais fácil?Equivocar-se.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;O obstáculo maior?0 medo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O erro maior?Abandonar-se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A raiz de todos os males?&amp;nbsp;O&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;egoísmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A distração mais bela? 0 trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pior derrota? 0 desalento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os melhores professores? As crianças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A primeira necessidade? Comunicar-se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 que mais faz feliz? Ser útil aos demais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 mistério maior? A morte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 pior defeito? 0 mau humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A coisa mais perigosa? A mentira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 sentimento pior? 0 rancor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 presente mais belo? 0 perdão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 mais imprescindível? 0 lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A estrada mais rápida? 0 caminho correto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sensação mais grata? A paz interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 resguardo mais eficaz? 0 sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 melhor remédio? 0 otimismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maior satisfação? 0 dever cumprido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A força mais potente do mundo? A fé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas mais necessárias? Os pais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A coisa mais bela de todas? 0 amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-9208182731988358823?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/9208182731988358823/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=9208182731988358823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/9208182731988358823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/9208182731988358823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/03/madre-tereza-de-calcuta.html' title='Madre Tereza de Calcutá'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/S6jhYpOkzEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/HDphE9605No/s72-c/madretereza.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-3823796957947521973</id><published>2010-03-09T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T17:36:50.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mensagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Quando vocês têm sentimentos de amor extraordinários, eles vão direto do seu coração para o coração dos outros. Podemos até falar idiomas diferentes, mas são os sentimentos que fazem o trabalho. E as pessoas captam os seus sentimentos através dos seus olhos. Agora, o mundo todo está precisando da chuva do amor. É através dessa chuva que a atmosfera pode se tornar fresca. Esta é a Era das Mudanças, onde o que é amargo se transforma em doce. Experimentem falar coisas doces para as pessoas que estão perto de vocês e vejam como isso mudará os sentimentos delas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dadi Janki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonte: e-mail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-3823796957947521973?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/3823796957947521973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=3823796957947521973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/3823796957947521973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/3823796957947521973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/03/mensagem.html' title='Mensagem'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-2190642895098703328</id><published>2010-03-01T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T19:37:24.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dez de Copas</title><content type='html'>Novo ciclo.&amp;nbsp; Esperanças / Realizações.&lt;br /&gt;Relacionamentos concretos e felizes, do casamento e formação de família.&lt;br /&gt;Irradiar alegria, luz&amp;nbsp;aos outros. Estar bem consigo mesmo e com os outros.&lt;br /&gt;Amor disponível - tanto para dar quanto para receber.&lt;br /&gt;Situação de alegria e felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Gratidão.&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade e seus desejos podem ser alcançados.&lt;br /&gt;Dar graças&amp;nbsp;por tudo e pelo que virá ter dentro em breve.&lt;br /&gt;Uma amizade há muito tempo esperada, o reencontro da sua caminhada, paz e harmonia com o cosmos.&lt;br /&gt;Possibilidade de viver uma relação afetiva de qualidade, numa parceria&amp;nbsp;de companheirismo amadurecido.&lt;br /&gt;Amor maduro, equilibrado.&lt;br /&gt;Carta que&amp;nbsp;transmuta as energias e irradia amor.&lt;br /&gt;O encontro de pessoas ligadas espiritualmente ou energicamente, que não se aproximam por acaso.&lt;br /&gt;Paz, amor, harmonia, alegria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-2190642895098703328?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/2190642895098703328/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=2190642895098703328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/2190642895098703328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/2190642895098703328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/03/dez-de-copas.html' title='Dez de Copas'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-7224027163298238138</id><published>2010-03-01T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T19:14:41.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hino Celta ao Amor, Amizade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://toquedoanjo.blogspot.com/2010/02/hino-celta-ao-amor-amizade.html"&gt;http://toquedoanjo.blogspot.com/2010/02/hino-celta-ao-amor-amizade.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/S4wzNx2Yk-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/uk4udfjQUD4/s1600-h/anjos33.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/S4wzNx2Yk-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/uk4udfjQUD4/s320/anjos33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Que o caminho venha ao teu encontro. Que o vento sopre às tuas costas e a chuva caia suave sobre teus campos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;E até que voltemos a nos encontrar, que o futuro te sorria constantemente. Que vivas todo o tempo que quiseres e que sempre possas viver plenamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Lembra sempre de esquecer as coisas que te entristeceram, porém nunca esqueças de lembrar aquelas que te alegraram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Lembra sempre de esquecer os amigos que se revelaram falsos, porém nunca se esqueças de lembrar aqueles que permaneceram fiéis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Lembra sempre de esquecer os problemas que já passaram, porém nunca se esqueça de lembrar as coisas boas de cada dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Que o dia mais triste de teu futuro não seja pior que o dia mais feliz de teu passado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Que o teto nunca caia sobre ti e que os amigos reunidos debaixo dele nunca partam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Que sempre tenhas palavras cálidas em um anoitecer frio, uma lua cheia em uma noite escura, e que o caminho sempre se abra à tua porta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Que vivas cem anos, com um ano extra para arrepender-te.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Que o futuro te guarde nas suas “mãos”, e não aperte muito os dedos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Que teus vizinhos te respeitem, os problemas te abandonem, os teus amigos te acompanhem, e a saúde não te falte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;E que a sorte das colinas Celtas (ou do seu país) te abrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Que nunca te arrependas de ter nascido. Que a tua consciência esteja leve e o teu coração pesado de amizades e amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Que a boa sorte te persiga, e a cada dia e cada noite tenhas muros contra o vento, um teto para a chuva, bebidas junto ao fogo, risadas que consolam aqueles que amas, e que teu coração se preencha com tudo o que desejas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Que vejas os filhos de teus filhos, que o infortúnio te seja breve e te deixe rico de saudades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Que não conheças nada além da felicidade, deste dia em diante...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Que tenhas muitos anos de vida, perseguindo a Amizade, a Solidariedade e a paz entre todos os Seres Humanos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;... e assim seja a cada ano e para sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-7224027163298238138?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/7224027163298238138/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=7224027163298238138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/7224027163298238138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/7224027163298238138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/03/hino-celta-ao-amor-amizade.html' title='Hino Celta ao Amor, Amizade'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/S4wzNx2Yk-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/uk4udfjQUD4/s72-c/anjos33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-5786480627469678165</id><published>2010-02-23T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T16:55:49.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almas Gêmeas</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Texto Extraído do Livro &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"Uma Arte de Amar para os Nossos Tempos /&amp;nbsp;O Cântico dos Cânticos&amp;nbsp;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Páginas 107/111&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Autor: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Jean-Yves Leloup &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Editora Vozes/3ª Edição&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"-Como você vê o conceito de Almas Gêmeas? Fale um pouco sobre isso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;No Cântico dos Cânticos o Bem Amado chama sua Bem Amada de minha irmã, de minha noiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Por vezes isso é traduzido como "minha irmã gêmea", minha noiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;São palavras muito bonitas e muito&amp;nbsp;importantes que mostram os vários níveis entre as relações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Em francês, noiva é fiancée, derivada da palavra confiança (confiance).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Minha noiva é aquela em que posso ter confiança e em mim confia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Minha alma gêmea significa que reconheço nela a mesma origem que a minha, temos os mesmos pais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Isso no nível físico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Em um sentido mais profundo, reconheço nela uma fraternidade muito espiritual,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;como se estivéssemos no mesmo comprimento de onda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Porque podemos amar muitas pessoas com um amor universal e algumas com um amor de preferência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Quando falamos de alma gêmea, isso quer dizer que reconhecemos alguém na mesma frequência em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;nos encontramos, sobre o mesmo comprimento de onda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Neste caso, existirá uma afinidade natural, uma compreensão natural e, algumas vezes, nem precisamos de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;palavras para sermos compreendidos, temos a impressão de nos conhecermos desde sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Para explicarmos este fenômeno não&amp;nbsp;é necessário acreditar em vidas passadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;É preciso acreditar em uma vida interior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Quer dizer, encontramo-nos em um nível de profundidade muito grande e, nesse nível, estamos juntos além do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt; tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Não quer dizer que estivemos juntos em uma&amp;nbsp;outra vida, quer dizer que estamos juntos em profundidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;O que me parece interessante, no entanto, é aceitar que em nossas relações existam, realmente, essas relações privilegiadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Aceitar também o que me une a alguém, às vezes, ultrapassa o tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Sentimo-nos comungar na mesma origem, na mesma profundidade, no mesmo plano de consciência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Nesta relação existe algo eterno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;A questão é até que nível de profundidade encontro uma pessoa. Além de ser o encontro de dois corpos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;é o encontro de duas almas. É o encontro de dois Egos ou de dois Selves. E como não existem dois Selves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;é neste único Self&amp;nbsp; que nos encontramos e somos almas-irmãs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Perguntamo-nos onde é que encontramos o outro? Em que nivel do nosso ser? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Existem níveis completamente transitórios e passageiros e também existem encontros essenciais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Sabemos que, com essa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;pessoa, haja o que houver ( algumas vezes temos que nos separar pois nossos caracteres não conseguem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;se harmonizar), sempre haverá algo que permanecerá."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-5786480627469678165?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/5786480627469678165/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=5786480627469678165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/5786480627469678165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/5786480627469678165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/02/almas-gemeas.html' title='Almas Gêmeas'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-4751410417196509619</id><published>2010-02-02T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T16:42:34.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Um Caminho com o Coração"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/S2jDhRlECfI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9Y-I7PTuA5I/s1600-h/duplicidade.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/S2jDhRlECfI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9Y-I7PTuA5I/s320/duplicidade.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Um Caminho com o Coração", de Jack Kornfield. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;"À medida que deixamos que o mundo nos toque profundamente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;reconhecemos que, assim como existe a dor da nossa vida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;tambem existe a dor na vida de todos os outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Esse é o nascer da sábia compreensão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;A sábia compreensão vê que o sofrimento é inevitável,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;que tudo o que nasce morre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;A sábia compreensão vê e aceita a vida como um todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Com uma sábia compreensão, permitimo-nos acolher todas as coisas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;tanto as trevas quanto a luz, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;e chegamos a um sentimento de paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Essa não é a paz da negação ou da fuga, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;mas a paz que encontramos no coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;que nada rejeitou, que toca todas as coisas com compaixão.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;"Amar plenamente e viver bem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;exige de nós o reconhecimento final de que não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;temos nem possuimos coisa alguma - nem nossa casa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;nosso carro, nem as pessoas que amamos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;nem sequer o nosso proprio corpo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;A alegria e a sabedoria espirituais não vêm através da posse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;mas, sim, através da nossa capacidade de abertura, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;de amor mais pleno, de mudança e liberdade na vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Essa não é uma lição a ser adiada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Um grande Mestre assim explicou: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;"Seu problema é que você pensa que tem tempo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Não sabemos quanto tempo temos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;O que seria viver com o conhecimento de que este&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;talvez seja o nosso último&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;ano, a nossa última semana, o nosso último dia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;À luz dessa pergunta, podemos escolher um caminho com o coração."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.casadobruxo.com.br/textos/caminho.htm"&gt;http://www.casadobruxo.com.br/textos/caminho.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-4751410417196509619?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/4751410417196509619/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=4751410417196509619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/4751410417196509619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/4751410417196509619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-caminho-com-o-coracao.html' title='&quot;Um Caminho com o Coração&quot;'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/S2jDhRlECfI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9Y-I7PTuA5I/s72-c/duplicidade.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-1477742868400973405</id><published>2010-01-19T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T16:47:30.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rei de Copas</title><content type='html'>Aquele que por sua bondade e compaixão cura feridas dos outros.&lt;br /&gt;O Rei de Copas preocupa-se com os relacionamentos.&lt;br /&gt;Temperamental, sensível, dotado de grande capacidade de amar.&lt;br /&gt;Exerce influência sobre as pessoas,&amp;nbsp;pode representar terapeutas, assistentes sociais.&lt;br /&gt;Ele fala dos seus sentimentos e relacionamento, mas no fundo não confia na intuição, &amp;nbsp;no mundo do inconsciente.&lt;br /&gt;Sofrido,&amp;nbsp; procura ajudar as pessoas nos seus conflitos, mas não se entrega com medo de sofrer.&lt;br /&gt;Auto-estima&amp;nbsp;a ser trabalhada.&lt;br /&gt;Romantismo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-1477742868400973405?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/1477742868400973405/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=1477742868400973405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Energia cósmica que é&amp;nbsp;parte da luz infinita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uma alma é nossa identidade interior, nossa razão de ser. A alma da música é a visão do compositor que energisa e dá vida às notas tocadas em uma composição musical."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cada Alma é a expressão da intenção e visão de Deus ao criar aquele ser em especial. Cada um de nós é uma nota musical única, numa grande composição cósmica. É nossa obrigação descobrir nossa alma e tocar sua música singular."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A alma humana tem três capacidades: de entender ou inteligência, de&amp;nbsp;querer ou vontade, de sentir ou sensibilidade. A sensibilidade da alma está estreitamente ligada ao nosso corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Nossa inteligência e nossa vontade, embora usem o corpo, estão menos dependente dele.&lt;br /&gt;É pela inteligência e vontade que temos em nós a imagem de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;São Paulo faz uma distinção na alma, entre sensibilidade - que é mais ligada à matéria - e nossa inteligência e vontade, que ele chama de espírito, por serem menos dependente da matéria.&lt;br /&gt;São Paulo diz que a palavra de Deus é como uma espada de dois gumes que penetra entre a alma e o "espiríto", isto é, entre sensibilidade ( alma ) e o espírito ( inteligência e vontade ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.montfort.org.br/index.php?secao=cartas&amp;amp;subsecao=doutrina&amp;amp;artigo=20040817202146&amp;amp;lang=bra"&gt;http://www.montfort.org.br/index.php?secao=cartas&amp;amp;subsecao=doutrina&amp;amp;artigo=20040817202146&amp;amp;lang=bra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Espírito é o aspecto em nós que é capaz de se perceber em Unidade com tudo e com todos. &lt;br /&gt;A Alma carrega consigo todos os registros de seu passado, até o momento presente&amp;nbsp;. &lt;br /&gt;O Espírito observa e mantém sua atenção no momento presente, enxergando o presente multidimensionalmente, aceitando cada aspecto como parte do todo. &lt;br /&gt;A Alma está carregada de suas experiências do&amp;nbsp;Passado; tanto do que foi equilibrado, quanto daquilo que &lt;br /&gt;ainda precisa ser equilibrado. &lt;br /&gt;Ao longo de grande parte da sua jornada, o sentimento da Alma é de isolamento&amp;nbsp;e separação. &lt;br /&gt;Este sentimento de isolamento, de saudade de uma unidade perdida, constantemente impele a alma, levando-a a buscar em última instância, a sua re-integração com o Espirito. &lt;br /&gt;O Espírito é livre, a Alma tem apegos. &lt;br /&gt;A integração entre Alma e Espírito é o grande casamento interno: um objetivo maior da alma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.novamind.com/connect/nm_documents/show_branch/gideon/F14BFA14-5B89-47FE-836B-47C3FEDB3C4E/364713056"&gt;http://www.novamind.com/connect/nm_documents/show_branch/gideon/F14BFA14-5B89-47FE-836B-47C3FEDB3C4E/364713056&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-952438597480048223?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/952438597480048223/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=952438597480048223&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/952438597480048223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/952438597480048223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/12/consideracoes-sobre-alma-e-espirito.html' title='Considerações sobre Alma e Espírito'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-2863418281239623230</id><published>2009-12-10T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T10:08:25.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roda da Fortuna</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A RODA DA FORTUNA E A VISÃO CONTEMPORÂNEA DO SALMO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes a mão do destino nos toca,&lt;br /&gt;Dando novo curso aos projetos de nossa vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes almejamos, planejamos,&lt;br /&gt;E construímos.&lt;br /&gt;E mudanças repentinas&amp;nbsp;dão novo curso aos nossos planos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesses momentos, só a Palavra&lt;br /&gt;É ancora salvadora.&lt;br /&gt;Desvenda meus olhos, para que eu não tropece,&lt;br /&gt;Nem me iluda com o poder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero hoje estabelecer novas metas,&lt;br /&gt;Centradas na Essência que me guia,&lt;br /&gt;E considerar-te em cada gesto;&lt;br /&gt;Consciente das ações a serem empreendidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desenvolver os meus talentos,&lt;br /&gt;Promover as mudanças necessárias&lt;br /&gt;E ocupar o lugar espaçoso que me legaste&lt;br /&gt;Na roda da minha fortuna.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonte: &lt;strong&gt;O TAROT DOS SALMOS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Regina Moraes / Ed.Record&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-2863418281239623230?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/2863418281239623230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=2863418281239623230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/2863418281239623230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/2863418281239623230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/12/roda-da-fortuna.html' title='Roda da Fortuna'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-7208382462925035200</id><published>2009-11-24T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T04:38:33.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida real</title><content type='html'>Tenho andado sumida&amp;nbsp;sem blogar.&lt;br /&gt;Mudanças inesperadas, obstáculos a vencer- surgem de repente e encontram-nos&lt;br /&gt;meio despreparados frente&amp;nbsp;à correria da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;A Torre&lt;/span&gt; apareceu por aqui&amp;nbsp;, reformulou, deu aquela estremecida e, acordou em nós &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;A Estrela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas,"&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;O Mago,&amp;nbsp;A Sacerdotiza,&amp;nbsp;A Imperatriz&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;" aparecem de formas alternadas&amp;nbsp;gerando novas formas&lt;br /&gt;a serem consolidadas pelo&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; " O Imperador".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sem mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-7208382462925035200?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/7208382462925035200/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=7208382462925035200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/7208382462925035200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/7208382462925035200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/11/vida-real.html' title='A vida real'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-164505008408665728</id><published>2009-10-31T04:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T04:43:42.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Dia das Bruxas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/Suwi0YkV0KI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4JVXdI0ROAk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/Suwi0YkV0KI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4JVXdI0ROAk/s320/untitled.bmp" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-164505008408665728?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/164505008408665728/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=164505008408665728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/164505008408665728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/164505008408665728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/10/feliz-dia-das-bruxas.html' title='Feliz Dia das Bruxas.'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/Suwi0YkV0KI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4JVXdI0ROAk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-2667232892811569526</id><published>2009-10-26T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:58:56.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARCANO XV " O DIABO "</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;" Mata o mal em ti; assim o mal do mundo não pode mais te agredir ." Krisnamurti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este arcano representa&amp;nbsp;a nossa natureza animal, a herança da carne, o reino material, o lado instintivo das paixões, a força telúrica.&lt;br /&gt;Fermentos proporcionados por este arcano, se usados na medida correta, vão contribuir para que tomemos decisões com bases mais sólidas, sem&amp;nbsp; nos deixarmos&amp;nbsp; levar ao sabor de vontades alheias.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrar a vida é uma das características deste arcano, entretanto aqui, precisamos aceitar a presença do paradoxo e perceber a própria verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Sua vivência pode ocasionar dependência de pessoas, drogas, dinheiro.&lt;br /&gt;Tabus sociais e sexuais,jogo. &lt;br /&gt;Servidão.&lt;br /&gt;De alguma forma aderir à mentalidade de domínio-submissão, a questão de poder está em jogo.&lt;br /&gt;Estamos&amp;nbsp; atados quando o Ego assume o comando das nossas escolhas,&amp;nbsp;temos uma visão estreita e materialista da vida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Poder de sugestionar.&lt;br /&gt;Sensualidade fria, orgulho, preguiça, luxúria, gula.&lt;br /&gt;Manipulação.&lt;br /&gt;Confronto com o oculto e vergonhoso na personalidade.&lt;br /&gt;A alma sente a necessidade de libertar-se.&lt;br /&gt;Devemos&amp;nbsp; aceitar a nossa natureza animal sem nunca nos esquecermos que nossa essência é divina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-2667232892811569526?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/2667232892811569526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=2667232892811569526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/2667232892811569526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/2667232892811569526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/10/arcano-xv-o-diabo.html' title='ARCANO XV &quot; O DIABO &quot;'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-3532797029301878388</id><published>2009-10-25T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:55:43.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Quando o livre-arbítrio se curva ao ego &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Ronaldo Tikhomiroff ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O caminho que o ser humano deve percorrer durante sua vivência na Terra é definido, a cada momento, pelo seu livre-arbítrio. Uma qualidade que só ele possui e que deve escolher o passo seguinte a ser dado. Quando uma situação se apresenta, esta não acontece ao acaso, porém é o livre-arbítrio do homem que deve decidir sobre sua solução. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sempre que uma situação, nova ou não, é apresentada ao ser humano, inicia-se um conflito entre sua mente (razão e emoção) e sua intuição. Sua mente, facilmente manipulável, é alimentada por seu ego, o qual, dependendo de seu poder sobre o indivíduo, deturpa e desvia sua decisão de maneira a melhor satisfazê-lo. São os indivíduos comandados pelo ego, onde o bem material, de qualquer nível ou natureza, está sempre à frente de qualquer bem espiritual. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aí está o porque da existência do livre-arbítrio. Para que o homem possa crescer ele deve ouvir sua intuição mais profunda, seu Eu Interno, o qual é imune às emoções da matéria e à lógica humana, tão pequena e tão ilógica. À medida que o homem passa a decidir sua vida ouvindo sua intuição, o caminho do crescimento espiritual vai sendo traçado e tudo passa a fluir sem maiores obstáculos. Cada problema que surge é resolvido de uma só vez, nada restando para ser resgatado no futuro.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em contrapartida, as decisões tomadas pela mente material sempre deixam resquícios do problema mal-resolvido, provocando seu retorno até ser definitivamente solucionado. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As decisões tomadas a partir do Eu Interno, onde o livre-arbítrio humano se curva à sua intuição e não à sua mente material, produzem uma sensação de conforto e bem-estar ímpares. Seria o verdadeiro "estar de bem com sua consciência". Por outro lado, as decisões oriundas da mente, onde o livre-arbítrio se curva, por ser fraco, ao ego humano, somente produz uma massagem de prazer, tão peculiar ao nosso ego. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A nossa vinda à vida terrena não acontece como um mero acaso biológico ou químico. A matéria envolvida no processo serve, por um lado para nos dar abrigo material à nossa essência, por outro para nos permitir cumprir nossas tarefas através dos conflitos entre os apelos materiais fabricados por nosso ego e o nosso Eu Interno. Tais conflitos devem ser resolvidos por nosso livre-arbítrio, onde as soluções de nível material são, invariavelmente, díspares da intenção de crescimento espiritual. Não existiria o bem sem a existência do mal. Tal qual o Yin - Yang da cultura oriental, o equilíbrio no crescimento espiritual do homem é atingido quando, tendo por referência o plano material,&amp;nbsp; seu livre-arbítrio escolhe sua intuição,&amp;nbsp; seu vínculo com o plano espiritual. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De nada valeria uma decisão, qualquer que fosse, onde somente um lado se apresentasse: afinal, não haveria decisão nenhuma e, portanto, não haveria crescimento em nosso atual estágio de evolução. Um estágio onde o apelo material se faz necessário, onde o desapego ao bem material torna-se valoroso e imprescindível para nosso crescimento. Para exercitarmos o desapego é necessária a existência do apelo material. São necessárias as armadilhas de nosso ego. Porém, mais que tudo, é necessário aprendermos a ouvir nossa voz interior, nosso canal com o Plano Superior. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sempre que uma situação nos é apresentada, por mais tola que nos pareça, um exercício de desapego nos está sendo solicitado. É a hora de colocarmos em prática o bom uso de nosso livre-arbítrio e procurarmos em nosso íntimo a decisão correta. Os apelos materiais sempre estarão presentes. Nosso ego, por mais puro que possa nos parecer, também estará provocando nossas emoções e nossa razão para lhe darmos um pouco de alimento.&amp;nbsp;Antes de nos deixarmos tomar por uma decisão, por mais pensada que nos pareça, não deixemos de ouvir nosso Eu Interno. Se ele estiver aquietado, se ele não se manifestar, nossa mente estará livre para decidir. Caso contrário, ele por certo se manifestará e nos mostrará o caminho correto. Cabe a nós estarmos abertos para perceber sua manifestação, sem permitir a interferência de nossa mente, já poluída e doente. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se permitirmos que nosso livre-arbítrio se curve a nosso ego, certamente estaremos deixando passar uma oportunidade de exercitarmos nossa tarefa mais elevada. Estaremos sucumbindo aos apelos danosos da matéria e, por certo, estaremos dando o passo errado. Por mais que prejudiquemos a nosso próximo, os maiores prejudicados seremos nós mesmos, pois não estaremos satisfazendo a expectativa de nosso Criador... infelizmente. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1256492067816"&gt;http://www.casadobruxo.com.br/textos/ego.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1256492067816"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1256492067816"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1256492067816"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-3532797029301878388?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/3532797029301878388/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-7583791629495137116</id><published>2009-10-14T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T12:47:41.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARCANO 13  A MORTE  / POEMA DE LUIZ AUGUSTO CASSAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Poema da Grande Transformação (Arcano 13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;A primeira vez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;que a Morte passou pela minha vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;caíram-me por terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;a coroa do império, o cetro do orgulho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;o castelo da vaidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E fui ficando mais leve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;do enorme peso da vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;A segunda vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;que a lâmina da Morte passou pela minha vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;cortou-me os braços &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;e todo o apego fugiu-me por entre o dedos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E fui ficando mais livre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;do enorme peso de existir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;terceira vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;que a lâmina da Morte passou pela minha vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;cortou-me as pernas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;e aprendi a caminhar com os próprios passos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E fui ficando mais livre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;do eterno peso de existir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;A quarta vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;que a lâmina da Morte passou pela minha vida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;rasgou-me o horizonte do coração &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;e todas as estrelas do futuro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;caíram-me aos pés. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E fui ficando mais solto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;do pesado fardo de ser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;A enésima vez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;que a Morte passou pela minha vida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;já estava podado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;de quase todos os excessos do ego. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Separado o espesso do sutil, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;reduzido à essência do ser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E fui ficando mais leve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;do aéreo peso da vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;A última vez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;que a Morte passou pela minha vida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;decepou-me o pescoço e a esperança. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Minha cabeça rolou pelos campos de toda memória. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Estava livre de todo o excesso da matéria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;e comecei a viver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.revista.agulha.nom.br/luac.html#poema"&gt;http://www.revista.agulha.nom.br/luac.html#poema&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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Luís Vaz de Camões</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;MUDAM-SE OS TEMPOS, MUDAM-SE AS VONTADES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mudam-se os tempos, mudam-se as vontades, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Muda-se o ser, muda-se a confiança: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Todo o mundo é composto de mudança,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Tomando sempre novas qualidades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Continuamente vemos novidades, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Diferentes em tudo da esperança: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Do mal ficam as mágoas na lembrança,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;E do bem (se algum houve) as saudades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;O tempo cobre o chão de verde manto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Que já coberto foi de neve fria, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;E em mim converte em choro o doce canto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;E afora este mudar-se cada dia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Outra mudança faz de mor espanto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Que não se muda já como soía. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luís Vaz de Camões, in "Sonetos" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.citador.pt/poemas.php?op=10&amp;amp;refid=200809010941"&gt;http://www.citador.pt/poemas.php?op=10&amp;amp;refid=200809010941&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-6496806546623554189?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/6496806546623554189/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=6496806546623554189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/6496806546623554189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/6496806546623554189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-mudancas-enfocadas-pela-literatura.html' title='As mudanças enfocadas pela Literatura ... 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achar uma desculpa;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se és capaz de esperar sem te desesperares,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou, enganado, não mentir ao mentiroso,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou, sendo odiado, sempre ao ódio te esquivares,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E não parecer bom demais, nem pretencioso;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se és capaz de pensar - sem que a isso só te atires;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De sonhar - sem fazer dos sonhos teus senhores;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se encontrando a desgraça e o triunfo conseguires&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tratar da mesma forma a esses dois impostores;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se és capaz de sofrer a dor de ver mudadas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em armadilhas as verdades que disseste,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E as coisas, por que deste a vida, estraçalhadas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E refazê-las com o bem pouco que te reste;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se és capaz de arriscar numa única parada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo quanto ganhaste em toda a tua vida,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E perder e, ao perder, sem nunca dizer nada,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Resignado, tornar ao ponto de partida;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De forçar coração, nervos, músculos, tudo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A dar seja o que for que neles ainda existe,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E a persistir assim quando, exaustos, contudo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Resta a vontade em ti que ainda ordena: "Persiste";&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se és capaz de, entre a plebe não te corromperes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E, entre reis, não perder a naturalidade,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E de amigos, quer bons, quer maus, te defenderes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se a todos podes ser de alguma utilidade,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se és capaz de dar, segundo por segundo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao mínimo fatal todo valor e brilho,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tua é a terra com tudo que existe no mundo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E o que é mais - Tu serás um homem , ó meu filho!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Texto extraído do Livro Manual do Tarô Hajo 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href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/10/se-if-rudyard-kipling-traducao-de.html' title='Se ( If / Rudyard Kipling / Tradução de Guilherme de Almeida )'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SsjjJRIrF8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/aKVLJcKCV-c/s72-c/mandala_olho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-3100632856232222859</id><published>2009-10-02T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T07:20:01.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A LUA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SsddCrm-mlI/AAAAAAAAAEg/bGTFxI5MuXY/s1600-h/mc18-lua.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SsddCrm-mlI/AAAAAAAAAEg/bGTFxI5MuXY/s320/mc18-lua.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Arcano XVIII " A LUA " fala-nos de algo que nos oprime e limita a nossa liberdade e horizonte.&lt;br /&gt;É uma luz refletida, assim como nós que irradiamos a luz recebida do núcleo hierárquico mais próximo.&lt;br /&gt;A Lua indica perigo que pode vir de onde menos esperamos-amigos falsos ou inimigos declarados.&lt;br /&gt;Na natureza o papel opressor da Lua é desempenhado pelas calamidades como terremotos, tsunamis e etc.&lt;br /&gt;Devemos ser ativos,concentrados em algo,permanecermos ocupados para não ficarmos vulneráveis a energias negativas vindas de outro.&lt;br /&gt;É preciso orar, especialmente, orar pelos seus inimigos.&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos ter consciência do que queremos, para que na nossa confusão não venham a se implantar na nossa vida desejos alheios.&lt;br /&gt;A Lua fala-nos de um sistema individual e cósmico de valores.&lt;br /&gt;Dificuldade de sermos, em meio ao coletivo à nossa volta.&lt;br /&gt;Dificuldade de relacionamento consigo mesmo e com os outros.&lt;br /&gt;Devemos aprender a ver Deus na face do outro.&lt;br /&gt;Preencher o nosso coração com a gratidão, possibilitando o surgimento da grande força vital.&lt;br /&gt;Nosso Eu mais profundo está sepultado vivo debaixo da escuridão e os cães&lt;br /&gt;vigilantes do Ego estão prestes a atacar.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo parece extremamente difícil.&lt;br /&gt;Energias desconhecidas do Insconsciente podem aflorar a qualquer momento-sobre as quais não temos o menor conhecimento, quanto mais domínio.&lt;br /&gt;Temos que procurar ultrapassar o conflito dentro de nós ajudando ( na relação com o coletivo ) às pessoas a nossa volta a evoluir em direção ao absoluto.&lt;br /&gt;Como realizar, ou religar, o interno com o externo, em meio ao acontecimentos do dia?&lt;br /&gt;Temos que pedir a nós mesmos que a porta se abra.&lt;br /&gt;Mantenha sempre o seu coração voltado para o bem.&lt;br /&gt;Procure desenvolver o seu dom natural, a percepção pode se tornar premonitória, a intuição uma direção e a oração um aspecto mágico.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-3100632856232222859?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/3100632856232222859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=3100632856232222859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;o sol possa ser seu presente mais doce.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desejo ao seu coração o querer que ele quer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que nas palavras que ele sussurra dentro do seu peito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sejam ouvidas aquelas que têm sabor de liberdade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que você esteja atento para o sopro da sua vontade real, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e jamais desista dos seus passos em direção à verdade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desejo que sua percepção acorde mais plena &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no calor de um sol novo e renovador. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que ele lhe encoraje&amp;nbsp;às atitudes que estão querendo respirar. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;aquelas que sempre são substituídas, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;aquelas que não se arrojam por ter os pesos de conceitos por demais antigos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desejo que você aceite seu tempo, seja ele qual for. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que sinta serenidade na espera necessária&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;para que a semente plantada brote no tempo certo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desejo então que sua flor seja inteira, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e mesmo que inicialmente pequena e frágil, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ela lhe traga as luzes de uma estrada azul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que sua sabedoria esteja desperta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;aguardando com tranqüilidade o desabrochar da sua flor. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em paz, em cadência ritmada com o aprendizado que vem chegando. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em mais suaves permissões a você. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em muito mais reconhecimento da sua coragem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desejo a você um sol diferente.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espalhando seu sorriso pela densidade das nuvens,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;simplificando o aspecto complicado de alguns momentos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e mostrando-lhe a fonte essencial para sua sede.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desejo que a cada instante você desnude mais seu coração &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e deixe que nele vibre em tom maior: O AMOR .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O amor na sua expressão mais simples.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que não mede, não faz contas e que tem o poder de lhe erguer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;acima de todas as montanhas escuras.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Autor desconhecido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noyahernandez.ppg.br/soldiferente.htm"&gt;http://www.noyahernandez.ppg.br/&lt;em&gt;soldiferente&lt;/em&gt;.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-1927763080133089253?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/1927763080133089253/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=1927763080133089253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/1927763080133089253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/1927763080133089253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/09/nessa-semana-eu-lhe-desejo-u-m-sol.html' title='UM SOL DIFERENTE'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-1588457439114752619</id><published>2009-09-24T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T17:21:36.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arcano XIX " O SOL "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SrwNBK_WI_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/y0Agjf72eNg/s1600-h/mk-19-sol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SrwNBK_WI_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/y0Agjf72eNg/s320/mk-19-sol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; O SOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ilumina a todos sem qualquer reserva&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; as nuvens e as sombras não são impedimenteos para ti.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Faze do Discurso e do Silêncio, da Energia e da Quietude,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;formas gêmeas de teu jogo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;( &lt;strong&gt;Crowley&lt;/strong&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lei de Radiância. O emissor de luz e calor que desperta e dá vida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Traz consciência."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Wanless)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfação plena em todos os aspectos.&lt;br /&gt;Prosperidade material.&lt;br /&gt;Crescimento interno.&lt;br /&gt;União baseada em amor verdadeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Parceria sincera e estável, sociedade de sucesso.&lt;br /&gt;Legalização de qualquer fato, êxito, triunfo.&lt;br /&gt;Progresso contínuo.&lt;br /&gt;Conscientização, clareza, otimismo e confiança.&lt;br /&gt;Conhecimento puro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ajude-me a ser quem sou!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Que eu espere muito dos outros,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pelo respeito que devo ao ser humano!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mas, espere, antes, de tudo, de mim,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pelo respeito que devo a mim mesmo, e a Deus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hoje, com o firme propósito e atenção redobrada,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Torno&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;o Amor o grande regente de minhas ações."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;( Regina Moraes / O tarot dos Salmos )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-1588457439114752619?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/1588457439114752619/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=1588457439114752619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/1588457439114752619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/1588457439114752619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/09/arcano-xix-o-sol.html' title='Arcano XIX &quot; O SOL &quot;'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SrwNBK_WI_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/y0Agjf72eNg/s72-c/mk-19-sol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-834888900922671513</id><published>2009-09-23T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:40:04.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflexão ou introspecção</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SrroKPLlOZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UZ2CBANaM4I/s1600-h/sol.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SrroKPLlOZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UZ2CBANaM4I/s320/sol.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um dia o Sol nasceu na minha janela, não pediu licença, nem fez uso daqueles proformes protocolares habituais, chegou e entrou, a verdade é que a sala da minha janela se tornou mais quente. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foi então que percebi que havia um outro mundo, com muito mais cores do que julgava até então, percebi que afinal todos temos uma parte física, mundana, terrena e uma outra parte, bem importante que vive dentro de nós, mas que geralmente fica nas profundezas do nosso ser e que distraídos nem damos por ela, essa é a nossa ala da espiritualidade, aquela que os poetas chamam alma, a parte mais bonita de nós.&amp;nbsp;É nesse cantinho que guardamos as pessoas bonitas, é aí que residem os afectos, é aí que sentimos aquele toquezinho especial que nos diz que amamos esta ou aquela pessoa, que amamos esta ou aquela de uma forma especial, digamos que é nessa sala onde o Sol entra sem pedir licença, que vivem os sonhos, a saudade, o amor, o carinho, a vontade de abraçar, a vontade de beijar, a vontade de fazer amor, que não tem nada que ver com fornicar, é aí que sentimos que nos deliciamos com um texto de prosa bonita, com um poema, com um livro, com um filme, com uma música, com uma foto, com uma pintura, é nessa sala que vivem as sensações e as emoções, este é o jardim do nosso corpo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na verdade não abrimos as portas do jardim a quem queremos, não somos nós que temos a chave, as portas abrem-se ou fecham-se por elas próprias, são elas que sentem que se devem abrir os que se devem fechar e por isso não mostramos a todas ou a qualquer pessoa o nosso jardim. Não se passeia lá quem quer ou queremos, passeia-se lá quem tem o dom de se entender com as portas e mesmo com as manhas da fechadura. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Levamos por vezes muitos anos a descobrir esta parte de nós, alguns possivelmente nunca a descobrem, são os mais frios, os mais tristes, aqueles que resumem tudo a números, outros descobrem-na bastante cedo, esses são os de maior sensibilidade. Geralmente há sempre alguém que nos leva a essa descoberta, essa é talvez a grande descoberta da nossa vida, a grande paixão, aquela a quem amamos verdadeiramente, aquela que haja lá o que houver, não a queremos perder, não a conseguimos eliminar do nosso caminho, do nosso pensamento do nosso ser. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por isso digo ainda&amp;nbsp;de bem que um dia o sol nasceu na minha janela, ou melhor numa das minhas janelas, esse foi o dia em que o sol nasceu dentro de mim, sem que eu o autorizasse, sem que ele me pedisse licença, nasceu e mais nada. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publicada por maltes em 11:14 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://casadamalta.blogspot.com/2004/11/reflexo-ou-introspeo.html"&gt;http://casadamalta.blogspot.com/2004/11/reflexo-ou-introspeo.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-834888900922671513?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/834888900922671513/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=834888900922671513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/834888900922671513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/834888900922671513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/09/reflexao-ou-introspeccao.html' title='Reflexão ou introspecção'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SrroKPLlOZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UZ2CBANaM4I/s72-c/sol.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-5002456292793737433</id><published>2009-09-21T21:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:05:51.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arcano IX "O Eremita" e o "Cinco de Paus"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/Srjent_Au7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ZSPkzWCHX5E/s1600-h/mk-09-eremita.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/Srjent_Au7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ZSPkzWCHX5E/s320/mk-09-eremita.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SrjeNMxpx3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/G3B_cpG5j44/s1600-h/nk-1p-05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SrjeNMxpx3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/G3B_cpG5j44/s320/nk-1p-05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" O EREMITA"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;"Quem olha para fora, sonha; quem olha para dentro, acorda."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;JUNG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Busca de iluminação e maturidade&amp;nbsp;espiritual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Afastamento temporário em busca do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; autoconhecimento e de respostas para a vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Busca do equilíbrio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vitória sobre obstáculos&amp;nbsp;imputados por provas espirituais.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arcano moroso, mas realizador a longo prazo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabedoria, paciência,prudência, cautela são qualidades exprimidas de forma simbólica pelo &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Eremita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Equilíbrio emocional.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meditação e prece.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aprendizado da lição do tempo e das limitações da vida mortal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sagacidade e perspicácia para efetuar mudanças - caso seja possível fazê-lo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;"Cinco de Paus"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Representa a batalha,&amp;nbsp; a luta espiritual para vencer as dificuldades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Concentração e conscientização da vontade divina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ser desafiado a adaptar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;e mudar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simboliza problemas a nível concreto, causados pelo medo do fracasso e por &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uma profunda apatia, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;problemas estes que&amp;nbsp;devem ser enfrentados em busca de uma solução ou amenização dos mesmos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&amp;nbsp;luta representada por este arcano requer uma percepção instintiva do tempo e do funcionamento das leis naturais.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em relação aos assuntos materiais deve-se prestar atenção às solicitações e limites &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;da realidade concreta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;Combinação dos Arcanos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Os Arcanos&amp;nbsp; completam-se&amp;nbsp;e aprofundam-se no sentido da vivência espiritual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;do &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Eremita &lt;/span&gt;- buscando&amp;nbsp; a aceitação da Vontade de Deus e dos conflitos que esta busca encerra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em contra partida &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;" O Eremita"&lt;/span&gt; traz a mensagem de cautela,&amp;nbsp;espera,&amp;nbsp;paciência e sabedoria &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para resolução de problemas no mundo material.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-5002456292793737433?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/5002456292793737433/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=5002456292793737433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/5002456292793737433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/5002456292793737433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/09/arcano-ix-o-eremita-e-o-cinco-de-paus.html' title='Arcano IX &quot;O Eremita&quot; e o &quot;Cinco de Paus&quot;'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/Srjent_Au7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ZSPkzWCHX5E/s72-c/mk-09-eremita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-4490370233082193192</id><published>2009-09-14T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:07:00.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arcano XI " A FORÇA "</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"A FORÇA"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Arcano XI&amp;nbsp;- &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;A FORÇA&lt;/span&gt; remete&amp;nbsp;à liderança de nós mesmos.&lt;br /&gt;Ao autoconhecimento e a compreensão&amp;nbsp;de que somos parte de uma sistema maior, interligados a uma realidade circundante- como&amp;nbsp;peças fundamentais -&amp;nbsp;não como marionetes.&lt;br /&gt;Embora integrantes do todo&amp;nbsp;permanecemos&amp;nbsp;individualizados em nossa função.&lt;br /&gt;Domínio sobre os instintos.&lt;br /&gt;Sucesso, controle, vitória, equilíbrio e poder.&lt;br /&gt;Coragem, força e autodisciplina.&lt;br /&gt;Com relação ao afetivo sugere amor, satisfação, fidelidade.&lt;br /&gt;Algo deve sofrer uma transmutação.&lt;br /&gt;Proteção espiritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Concedei-nos, Senhor, a serenidade necessária para aceitar as coisas que não podemos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;modificar, coragem para modificar aquelas que podemos e sabedoria para distinguir umas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;das outras."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Reinhold Niebhur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Assumir a responsabilidade por nossos atos com coragem e disposição,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;nos coloca a favor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;da vida e ela nos apóia."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Zíbia Gasparetto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No momento em que nos comprometemos, a providência divina também se põe em movimento.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todo um fluir de acontecimentos surge a nosso favor. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como resultado da atitude, seguem todas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as formas imprevistas de coincidências,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;encontros e ajuda, que nenhum ser humano poderia&amp;nbsp; ter &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sonhado encontrar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qualquer coisa que você possa fazer ou sonhar, você pode começar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A coragem contém em si mesma, o poder, o gênio e a magia."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Goethe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-4490370233082193192?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/4490370233082193192/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=4490370233082193192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/4490370233082193192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/4490370233082193192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/09/arcano-xi-forca_14.html' title='Arcano XI &quot; A FORÇA &quot;'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-997513834495375228</id><published>2009-09-08T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:41:18.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O LOUCO e o texto de Gibran K. Gibran</title><content type='html'>LOUCURA /&amp;nbsp;Gibran K. Gibran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loucura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me perguntas como me tornei um louco.&lt;br /&gt;Foi assim:&lt;br /&gt;Loucura.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, muito tempo antes de muitos deuses terem nascido,despertei de um sono profundo e notei que minhas máscaras haviam&amp;nbsp;sido roubadas: as sete máscaras que eu havia confeccionado e usado em sete vidas. Corri sem máscara pelas ruas cheia de gente, gritando:&lt;br /&gt;"Ladrões, ladrões. Malditos Ladrões!"&lt;br /&gt;Homens riam de mim e alguns corriam com medo para suas casas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando cheguei à praça do mercado, um menino trepado no telhado de uma casa gritou:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Você é um louco&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;Olhei para cima para vê-lo. O Sol brilhou pela primeira vez&amp;nbsp;em meu rosto descoberto.&lt;br /&gt;Pela primeira vez o sol beijava meu rosto nu, e minha alma se encheu de amor pelo sol,&lt;br /&gt;e nunca mais desejei usar máscaras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Assim me tornei um louco&lt;/span&gt;. E encontrei tanta liberdade como segurança em minha própria&lt;br /&gt;loucura. A liberdade da solitude e a segurança de não ser compreendido.&lt;br /&gt;Pois aquele que compreende escraviza alguma coisa em nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.casadobruxo.com.br/poesia/g/gibran04.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;http://www.casadobruxo.com.br/poesia/g/gibran04.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-997513834495375228?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/997513834495375228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=997513834495375228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/997513834495375228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/997513834495375228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/09/loucura-gibran-k-gribran.html' title='O LOUCO e o texto de Gibran K. Gibran'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-8591700611769114424</id><published>2009-09-06T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T14:43:32.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"O JULGAMENTO" E "O TRÊS DE COPAS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SqQswNrw3II/AAAAAAAAADg/xdrH-8y4two/s1600-h/mc20-julgamento.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SqQswNrw3II/AAAAAAAAADg/xdrH-8y4two/s320/mc20-julgamento.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SqQs1Sjf7rI/AAAAAAAAADo/_ONy8gNdRYk/s1600-h/nk-4c-03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SqQs1Sjf7rI/AAAAAAAAADo/_ONy8gNdRYk/s320/nk-4c-03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARCANO XX&lt;/strong&gt; -&amp;nbsp;"&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;O JULGAMENTO&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renascimento, começo de uma nova era.&lt;br /&gt;Mudanças radicais na vida.&lt;br /&gt;Fim da dor, do padecimento - libertação.&lt;br /&gt;Cura, melhoria.&lt;br /&gt;Perdão, transcedência.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Clarividência.&lt;br /&gt;Percepção dos sentidos internos aguçada&amp;nbsp; frente ao envolvimento emocional com a&amp;nbsp; realidade circundante e o desenvolvimento consciente da emoção.&lt;br /&gt;Falar menos, ouvir mais.&lt;br /&gt;Renascer com nova consciência que pode ser desenvolvida e nos permitirá ver além e aquém de todas as coisas.&lt;br /&gt;O trabalho de ampliação da consciência pode permitir que recriemos a nossa história, com uma capacidade &lt;br /&gt;do ser humano - dom divino- de perceber com os sentidos da alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Essência minha,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Estou no limiar de uma nova história;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Quero chegar à consciência destes mistérios.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Tenho todo o tempo que me concedestes;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Quero continuar a Tua obra,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Aperfeiçoar os meus passos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;E aprender uma nova forma de amar,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Mais plena, verdadeira e bela,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Que me permita ver- "TE",sempre,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Nos olhos que estão à minha frente,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; E na natureza que está à minha volta."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;( Texto &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;O Julgamento e a Visão Contemporânea dos Salmos/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Regina Moraes/Editora Record&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARCANO MENOR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Três de Copas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enamoramento de uma idéia.&lt;br /&gt;Comemoração. Gratidão.&lt;br /&gt;Sublimação.&lt;br /&gt;Cura.&lt;br /&gt;Realização de um sonho ou desejo.&lt;br /&gt;Nascimento feliz de um filho ou uma atividade.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusão satisfatória de uma fase importante de vida&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mensagem dos dois arcanos:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Êxito, novas possibilidades, renascimento&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comemoração frente a um novo acontecimento ou fato.&lt;br /&gt;Surgimento de um amor por merecimento e concretização do encontro com felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Mensagem positiva de vitória.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-8591700611769114424?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/8591700611769114424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=8591700611769114424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/8591700611769114424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/8591700611769114424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/09/o-julgamento-e-o-tres-de-copas.html' title='&quot;O JULGAMENTO&quot; E &quot;O TRÊS DE COPAS&quot;'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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molhavam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d5a6bd; color: black;"&gt;a semelhança confunde o Eremita que solitário demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d5a6bd; color: black;"&gt;passou o tempo entregando-se à solitária memória&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d5a6bd; color: black;"&gt;aqui a pedra seca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d5a6bd; color: black;"&gt;para o eremita não perdeu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d5a6bd; color: black;"&gt;a qualidade úmida de poder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #d5a6bd; color: black;"&gt;ter estado ao pé do mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-768591670779789879?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/768591670779789879/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=768591670779789879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/768591670779789879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/768591670779789879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/09/eremita.html' title='O EREMITA'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-714233138961985112</id><published>2009-08-31T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:04:22.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ou isto ou aquilo / Poema de Cecília Meireles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou se tem chuva e não se tem sol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou&amp;nbsp;se tem sol e não se tem chuva!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou se calça a luva e não se põe o anel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou se põe o anel e não se calça a luva!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem sobe nos ares não fica no chão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem fica no chão não sobe nos ares.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É uma grande pena que não se possa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;estar ao mesmo tempo em dois lugares!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou guardo o dinheiro e não compro o doce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ou compro o doce e&amp;nbsp; gasto o dinheiro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou isto ou aquilo: ou isto ou aquilo...&lt;br /&gt;e vivo escolhendo o dia inteiro!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não sei se brinco,&amp;nbsp;não sei&amp;nbsp;se estudo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se saio correndo ou fico tranquilo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas não consegui entender ainda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;qual é melhor: se isto ou aquilo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cecília Meireles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.casadobruxo.com.br/poesia/c/ouisto.htm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;O Poema de Cecília Meireles fala da indecisão que vivemos&amp;nbsp;quando fazemos escolhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;Ilustra bem o Arcano VI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: blue;"&gt;" Os Enamorados ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-714233138961985112?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/714233138961985112/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=714233138961985112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/714233138961985112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/714233138961985112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/08/ou-isto-ou-aquilo-poema-de-cecilia.html' title='Ou isto ou aquilo / Poema de Cecília Meireles'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-3626385802515656563</id><published>2009-08-24T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:56:06.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" A ESTRELA  E A VISÃO CONTEMPORÂNEA DO SALMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"A Estrela e a Visão Contemporânea do Salmo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Quem nos guiará desde o início ao nosso lugar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Na busca do sonho possível de ser feliz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Que parte complementar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Irá pesando e medindo estes passos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Um a um,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;E reduzindo em preto e branco,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Os saldos da balança?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Quem afasta o sonho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;E o traz de volta, como num sonho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Eu mesmo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Inspira-me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Essência Minha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Dá-me sabedoria pra percerber a magia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Quero alcançar o sonho possível,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Quero a medida transbordante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Mas não sei doar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;Ensina-me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Texto extraído do livro O Tarot dos Salmos/Regina Moraes/Record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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CONTEMPORÂNEA DO SALMO'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-5993559064382112263</id><published>2009-08-24T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:42:10.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Estrela" Arcano XVII e o "QUATRO DE PAUS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SpLQEu87ziI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Eem1xT3feKQ/s1600-h/mk-17-estrela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373586085148085794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SpLQEu87ziI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Eem1xT3feKQ/s320/mk-17-estrela.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SpLQJ1WxzoI/AAAAAAAAADE/BwCVfKWGuMA/s1600-h/nk-1p-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 96px; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373586172766441090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SpLQJ1WxzoI/AAAAAAAAADE/BwCVfKWGuMA/s320/nk-1p-04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A Estrela" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Como se manifesta a linguagem do Arquétipo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Como chegar a nós a sua voz, mesmo quando em redor tudo se cala ou há apenas constrangimento?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Essa linguagem é a Esperança que, infalivelmente penetra em cada um que preste atenção à voz do Arquétipo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sperança é um grande dom celestial"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;G.O.Mebes/Os Arcanos Maiores do Tarô&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A ESTRELA" dá o testemunho da fé, da esperança, do acreditar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Convida-nos a exercitar nossa capacidade inata - a intuição.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dá-nos a noção de que as coisas precisam do tempo para serem &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;materializadas&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;e que acontecerão naturalmente. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Arcano XVII carrega em si a virtude moral da "JUSTIÇA": o respeito aos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;direitos do outro e o de dar a cada um o que lhe pertence, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o equilíbrio entre o &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;micro e o macrocosmo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todos nós sabemos que quando desejamos algo intensamente todo o universo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;conspira a nosso favor. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"a mulher Estrela é um ser independente, capaz de haver-se com seu destino de modo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; especificamente humano.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como os planetas, somos todos mantidos dentro de uma órbita específica por um poder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; que se encontra além do nosso controle mas, dentro dos nossos limites prescritos, cada um&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; de nós está destinado a um brilho que é só nosso." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Jung e o Tarô / Sallie Nichols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"QUATRO DE PAUS"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carta da colheita e da recompensa&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Harmonizar-se é a palavra-chave"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nei Naiff / Tarô, Oráculo &amp;amp; Terapia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pensamento poderoso, Misericórdia Divina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Administramos as dificuldades de forma coerente e conseguiremos resolvê-las.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mensagem dos dois arcanos poderia ser o ditado popular: " a fé remove montanhas".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mensagem positiva da manifestação da Vontade do seu "Eu Interior"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;comungada &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;com a" Vontade de Deus".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estamos sabendo direcionar as energias, os problemas e as soluções.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/1658772763232804060-5993559064382112263?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/5993559064382112263/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=5993559064382112263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/5993559064382112263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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de Paus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/So7TSSF8hQI/AAAAAAAAACc/U8zCtmmvrFg/s1600-h/nK-1p-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 99px; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372463716547462402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/So7TSSF8hQI/AAAAAAAAACc/U8zCtmmvrFg/s320/nK-1p-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/So7TKTaZ3MI/AAAAAAAAACU/Buzi5xn6fOU/s1600-h/nK-1p-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/So7S3OVc1jI/AAAAAAAAACE/M_lqrAQ0KMA/s1600-h/mc06-enamorados.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 148px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372463251682285106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/So7S3OVc1jI/AAAAAAAAACE/M_lqrAQ0KMA/s320/mc06-enamorados.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/So7SOuHJeQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jOSeWcXVfGA/s1600-h/nK-1p-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/So7Se5aEwXI/AAAAAAAAAB8/oeLHRaqnCA0/s1600-h/nK-1p-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/So7SGtGX8aI/AAAAAAAAABs/c__Q6VcxFQg/s1600-h/mc06-enamorados.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O Enamorado"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Arcano Maior VI e o &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ás de Paus"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Arcano Menor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O Enamorado"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; leva-nos à questão da indecisão, da dúvida, da divisão interna que enfrentamos frente a uma escolha.&lt;br /&gt;O livre-arbítrio é exercido todos os dias nas mais pequenas decisões.&lt;br /&gt;O que vamos comer, vestir, fazer...&lt;br /&gt;Escolhas que fazemos a toda hora. De uma forma automática.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo assim, procuramos ao exercer a liberdade de escolher optar pelo que consideramos o melhor para nós.&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre o é.&lt;br /&gt;Podemos escolher racionalmente ou inspirados pela intuição e desejo do coração.&lt;br /&gt;As nossas escolhas ( se acertadas ou não ) vão depender do nosso grau de conscientização&lt;br /&gt;do fato ou situação, do desejo interno, das variáveis que se apresentam naquele determinado momento.&lt;br /&gt;A única certeza que podemos ter é que nossas escolhas - independente da forma que foram feitas - vão gerar fatos novos, consequências que teremos de encarar.&lt;br /&gt;Assim, às vezes, no futuro, dizemos de escolhas anteriores: - se eu soubesse...&lt;br /&gt;- se eu tivesse tido consciência ... ou então: -que bom... meu coração pediu que escolhesse assim!!!&lt;br /&gt;Quando escolho, também, renuncio.&lt;br /&gt;Opto por algo e deixo de lado outras possibilidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Arcano &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" O Enamorado"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;/span&gt; entretanto, busca o amor, união, harmonia e as escolhas para as&lt;br /&gt;realizações dos objetivos de cada um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ÁS DE PAUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Energia criadora, impulso do Amor Divino, Força Interna, Força interior impulsionando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um acontecimento ou escolha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;combinação dos dois arcanos&lt;/span&gt; traz uma mensagem positiva de mudança, que envolve escolhas inspiradas e acertadas.&lt;br /&gt;Sucesso para realizações de negócios e escolha de projetos pessoais bem sucedidos.&lt;br /&gt;No afetivo, escolhas buscando o melhor para si e para o outro.&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/1658772763232804060-5801984963777396697?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/5801984963777396697/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=5801984963777396697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/5801984963777396697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/5801984963777396697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-enamorado-e-o-as-de-paus.html' title='O Enamorado e o Ás de Paus'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/So7TSSF8hQI/AAAAAAAAACc/U8zCtmmvrFg/s72-c/nK-1p-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-6338250442555913723</id><published>2009-08-19T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:54:25.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Justiça e o Nove de Paus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371796327015936210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/Sox0TGWIcNI/AAAAAAAAABU/DwNOLf2VGXo/s320/nk-1p-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/Sox0Jax2E8I/AAAAAAAAABM/mEKAkyk3n0g/s1600-h/arcano08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371796160702190530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/Sox0Jax2E8I/AAAAAAAAABM/mEKAkyk3n0g/s320/arcano08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Arcano Maior &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"A Justiça"&lt;/span&gt; fala-nos da Lei de Causa e Efeito.&lt;br /&gt;Ele convoca-nos a observar nossas ações de forma a estarmos atentos ao momento presente.&lt;br /&gt;A hora é agora.&lt;br /&gt;Não representa o passado, nem o futuro. Representa o presente - o que é .&lt;br /&gt;Não somos o centro do mundo, damos e recebemos na mesma medida.&lt;br /&gt;Colhemos no presente o fruto de nossas ações passadas.&lt;br /&gt;O momento pode ser de uma mudança em movimento, organização de algum aspecto da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Cautela com a frieza, intolerância e intransigência.&lt;br /&gt;Busca do equilíbrio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Arcano Menor &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"NOVE DE PAUS"&lt;/span&gt; indica vulnerabilidade às dificuldades,&lt;br /&gt;obstáculos que podem ser superados, ajustes necessários na passagem para uma nova vida.&lt;br /&gt;Sugere que estamos com receio dos resultados de algo porque já vivenciamos situações parecidas, medo de reabrir feridas.&lt;br /&gt;Entretanto, o arcano revela que temos a chance de sermos bem sucessedidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sentido dos Arcanos complementam-se, enviando-nos uma mensagem positiva de ajustamento de uma situação, proteção.&lt;br /&gt;Alertam-nos para a cautela e responsabilidade de nossas ações.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-6338250442555913723?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/6338250442555913723/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=6338250442555913723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/6338250442555913723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/6338250442555913723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/08/justica-e-o-nove-de-paus.html' title='A Justiça e o Nove de Paus'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/Sox0TGWIcNI/AAAAAAAAABU/DwNOLf2VGXo/s72-c/nk-1p-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-8190501741771693978</id><published>2009-08-17T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:40:33.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SomWCi_L4DI/AAAAAAAAABE/CSP37ZtorYA/s1600-h/nk-2o-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370989001111756850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SomWCi_L4DI/AAAAAAAAABE/CSP37ZtorYA/s320/nk-2o-02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DOIS DE OUROS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Correspondência com o Arcano Maior &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Sacerdotisa -II"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conscientização e harmonização da bipolaridade interna Elementos Masculinos-Ativos e Femininos-Passivos, com seus aspectos positivos e negativos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Procurar conhecer os elementos Masculino e Feminino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Identificar os aspectos negativos dos mesmos, buscando superá-los e desenvolvendo os aspectos positivos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Correspondência com o Arcano Maior &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"A Força -XI" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Representa a força do aspecto Feminino, quando espiritualizada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ex: Na lâmina vemos uma moça abrindo a boca do leão, sem nenhum esforço.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Correspondência com o Arcano Maior &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"O Julgamento -XX" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sublimação dos princípios M e F é o caminho para o androginato espiritual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Ensinamentos de G.O. Mebes/Arcanos Menores do Tarot) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Representa Mudanças.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lindi&lt;br /&gt;Postado por lindi às &lt;a class="timestamp-link" title="permanent link" href="http://taromaniadabia.blogspot.com/2009/08/dois-de-ouros.html" rel="bookmark"&gt;18:53&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="comment-link" onclick="" href="http://taromaniadabia.blogspot.com/2009/08/dois-de-ouros.html#comments"&gt;0 comentários&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Editar postagem" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=5631594175249429575&amp;amp;postID=8915050372665138762"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-8190501741771693978?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/8190501741771693978/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=8190501741771693978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/8190501741771693978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/8190501741771693978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/08/dois-de-ouros-correspondencia-com-o.html' title=''/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SomWCi_L4DI/AAAAAAAAABE/CSP37ZtorYA/s72-c/nk-2o-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-5134464485081916844</id><published>2009-08-17T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:32:04.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ÁS DE OUROS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SomTRZenrGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/AnwOOvYpM4w/s1600-h/nk-2o-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 99px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370985957722401890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SomTRZenrGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/AnwOOvYpM4w/s320/nk-2o-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inicia todo o sitema de Arcanos Menores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Potencialmente os contém em si (OUROS, ESPADAS,COPAS E PAUS). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Representa a IDÉIA das aquisições de Ouros, dos conflitos de Espadas, do sentimento amoroso de Copas e das realizações de Paus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Possui correspondência com os Arcanos Maiores:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O MAGO (1), A RODA DA FORTUNA (10)e O SOL (19),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;todos ligados a idéia de UNICIDADE - &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Tudo emana da Unicidade e a ela retorna"-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buscar as realizações dos objetivos, procurar a conscientização da responsabilidade de nossas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ações e o desapego para desviarmo-nos de tudo o que possa afastar-nos da concretização dos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mesmos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postado por lindi às &lt;a class="timestamp-link" title="permanent link" href="http://taromaniadabia.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-de-ouros.html" rel="bookmark"&gt;10:56&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Editar postagem" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=5631594175249429575&amp;amp;postID=3205637019735342516"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-5134464485081916844?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/5134464485081916844/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=5134464485081916844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/5134464485081916844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/5134464485081916844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-de-ouros.html' title='ÁS DE OUROS'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SomTRZenrGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/AnwOOvYpM4w/s72-c/nk-2o-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-341085561957198272</id><published>2009-08-17T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:25:14.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O LOUCO E EU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SomRCZBL50I/AAAAAAAAAA0/IkT178a1wy4/s1600-h/pierrot2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370983500877653826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SomRCZBL50I/AAAAAAAAAA0/IkT178a1wy4/s320/pierrot2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sintoniasaintgermain.com.br/pierrot2.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.sintoniasaintgermain.com.br/pierrot2.gif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Quem agita o meu peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;na inquietude do novo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;do inesperado, do porvir???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O LOUCO&lt;/span&gt; dentro de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Quem caminha sem medos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sem traumas, sem conflitos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;e abraça o mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;com o entusiasmo e alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;de viver???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O LOUCO&lt;/span&gt; dentro de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Leve, solto, light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O LOUCO&lt;/span&gt; dentro de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Lindi&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/1658772763232804060-341085561957198272?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/341085561957198272/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=341085561957198272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/341085561957198272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/341085561957198272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-louco-e-eu.html' title='O LOUCO E EU'/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SomRCZBL50I/AAAAAAAAAA0/IkT178a1wy4/s72-c/pierrot2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-5943726654336866064</id><published>2009-08-17T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:14:05.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O LOUCO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="8670689952780340547"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://taromaniadabia.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-louco-e-visao-contemporanea-do-salmo.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;O Louco e a Visão Contemporânea do Salmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu mesmo irei na tua frente e aplainarei lugares montanhosos,&lt;br /&gt;arrebentarei as portas de bronze, despedaçarei as barras de ferro&lt;br /&gt;e dar-te-ei tesouros ocultos e riquezas escondidas,&lt;br /&gt;a fim de que saibas que eu sou Yahweh, aquele que te chama pelo nome, o Deus de Israel"&lt;br /&gt;Isaias 45: 2 e 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Citação de Regina de Moraes / O Louco e a Visão Contemporânea do Salmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Texto extraído do livro o Tarot dos Salmos/Regina Moraes/Editora Record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na estrada da existência,&lt;br /&gt;Um dia encontramos o peregrino, o ermitão.&lt;br /&gt;Que nos indica o caminho, saída do mergulho no escuro,&lt;br /&gt;Completos que fomos na obra da matéria,&lt;br /&gt;E prontos pra vivermos a experiência da jornada.&lt;br /&gt;Atravessando os 22 desafios.&lt;br /&gt;O que nos reserva cada trecho do caminho?&lt;br /&gt;Entenderemos?&lt;br /&gt;Retornaremos várias vezes ao ponto de partida.&lt;br /&gt;Nos deteremos sempre em algum ponto da jornada.&lt;br /&gt;Qual o mistério a ser desvendado?&lt;br /&gt;Quem será capaz das respostas?&lt;br /&gt;Quem será capaz de ouvir nossa prece?&lt;br /&gt;Senhor, não me deixes voar pelos Teus mistérios,&lt;br /&gt;Nem por auto-afirmação,&lt;br /&gt;Caminhar sem recursos,&lt;br /&gt;Atendendo ao chamado de cada inspiração.&lt;br /&gt;Ensina-me os Teus segredos,&lt;br /&gt;Ajuda-me a preparar o terreno,&lt;br /&gt;Nesta casa que é minha.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou o Louco, Teu filho!&lt;br /&gt;Inspira-me em toda jornada,&lt;br /&gt;Para que finalmente, renascido pela última vez,&lt;br /&gt;Eu possa ocupar o lugar que me cabe,&lt;br /&gt;À Tua direita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postado por lindi às &lt;a class="timestamp-link" title="permanent link" href="http://taromaniadabia.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-louco-e-visao-contemporanea-do-salmo.html" rel="bookmark"&gt;16:07&lt;/a&gt; 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display: block; height: 170px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 128px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;VALE A PENA LER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;O PENSAMENTO TAROLÓGICO DE ALEJANDRO JODOROWSKY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alejandro Jodorowsky é cineasta, escritor, roteirista de quadrinhos, místico, terapeuta, psicomago e tarólogo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesmo louco e polêmico, como muitos afirmam, sua obra em relação ao tarô merece destaque e respeito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Longe de suscitar mudanças radicais nas engrenagens da prática da leitura do tarô no mundo – o chileno crê, por exemplo, que nenhuma consulta deve ser cobrada –, destaca-se a restauração do famoso baralho de Marselha como seu ingresso na história contemporânea dos arcanos e sua importância simbólica para o ocidente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do tarô e dele, propriamente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enquanto tarólogo, sinto extrema satisfação de traduzir e trazer a público, por meio do Clube do Tarô, a conclusão da bíblia arcana que Jodorowsky criou ao lado da atriz e escritora Marianne Costa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Além da extensa anatomia das lâminas retrabalhadas com o mestre de cartas Philippe Camoin em 1998, o artista multimídia discorre sobre a importância da relação leitor/consulente e o poder das cartas na vida de ambos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;São lições valiosas que, se absorvidas com atenção e sem pré-julgamentos, podem expandir os conceitos de interpretação e visão do mundo através dos 78 portões de sabedorias e caminhos infinitos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um ganho para o tarô. Boa leitura. E boas leituras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leonardo Chioda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visite o link:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clubedotaro.com.br/site/p55_8_Jodorowsky.asp"&gt;http://www.clubedotaro.com.br/site/p55_8_Jodorowsky.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Postado por lindi às &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://taromaniadabia.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-pensamento-tarologico-de-alejandro.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;09:54&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=5631594175249429575&amp;amp;postID=7744157344100485593" title="Editar postagem"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658772763232804060-5920607293918667524?l=taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/feeds/5920607293918667524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658772763232804060&amp;postID=5920607293918667524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/5920607293918667524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658772763232804060/posts/default/5920607293918667524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taromaniadalindi.blogspot.com/2009/08/vale-pena-ler-o-pensamento-tarologico.html' title=''/><author><name>lindi beatriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523104433158496541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G-web0oCHu8/SomM_GKShmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/i5Mv1vKkkZ0/s72-c/Jodorowsky_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658772763232804060.post-3358533753418672016</id><published>2009-08-17T09:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T12:56:17.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="5438194262177191363"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://taromaniadabia.blogspot.com/2009/07/tarot-e-eu.html"&gt;Tarot e eu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tarot apareceu na minha vida de uma forma inusitada.&lt;br /&gt;Numa época de mudança radical na minha vida ao passar por uma livraria avistei o tarô adivinhatório.&lt;br /&gt;Interessei-me tanto que o comprei.&lt;br /&gt;Após a leitura do livro manuseava as cartas, abria jogos para as amigas que começaram a pedir com mais insistência a leitura das cartas.&lt;br /&gt;Tentava evitar estas situações, esclarecia pra minhas amigas que considerava as minhas leituras um passatempo, até que uma delas sugeriu-me fazer um curso de Tarot.&lt;br /&gt;A professora foi Rosane Pinheiro.&lt;br /&gt;Consegui cursá-lo e considerei o mesmo um aprendizado maravilhoso.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais abandonei o tarot.&lt;br /&gt;Minha empatia foi com o Tarot Mitológico, primeiramente.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje uso o Tarot de Marselha na minhas leituras.&lt;br /&gt;Estudei o Tarot Mitológico, Jung e Mebes.&lt;br /&gt;Após o curso continuei meus estudos como autodidata.&lt;br /&gt;Minha formação acadêmica: Bacharel em Comunicação Social - Relações Públicas.&lt;br /&gt;Sou mãe de três filhos e avó de três netos.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui, agora, blogueira taróloga.&lt;br /&gt;Lindi&lt;br /&gt;Postado por lindi às &lt;a class="timestamp-link" title="permanent link" href="http://taromaniadabia.blogspot.com/2009/07/tarot-e-eu.html" rel="bookmark"&gt;09:25&lt;/a&gt; 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