<?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-1779019495156158592</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:32:57.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EmBaIxAdOrA Da sImPaTiA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-3786659691506374033</id><published>2008-09-12T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T04:31:27.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero dormirrrrrrr....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SMpSZJJcDlI/AAAAAAAAAS0/4oNqs3CEsp0/s1600-h/caveira-dormirPC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245095307932077650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SMpSZJJcDlI/AAAAAAAAAS0/4oNqs3CEsp0/s400/caveira-dormirPC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Conselhos para Dormir Melhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;À noite, procure comer somente alimentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;de fácil digestão e não exagerar nas quantidades&lt;br /&gt;Evite tomar café, chás com cafeína&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;(como chá-preto e chá-mate) e refrigerantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;derivados da cola, pois todos são estimulantes ("despertam").&lt;br /&gt;Evite dormir com a TV ligada, uma vez que isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;impede que você chegue à fase de sono profundo.&lt;br /&gt;Apague todas as luzes, inclusive a do abajur, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;do corredor e do banheiro&lt;br /&gt;Vede bem as janelas para não ser acordado(a) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;pela luz da manhã&lt;br /&gt;Não leve livros estimulantes nem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;rabalho para a cama&lt;br /&gt;Procure usar colchões confortáveis e silenciosos&lt;br /&gt;Tire da cabeceira o telefone celular e relógios&lt;br /&gt;Tome um banho quente, de preferência na banheira, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;para ajudar a relaxar, antes de ir dormir&lt;br /&gt;Procure seguir uma rotina à hora de dormir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;isso ajuda a induzir o sono.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-3786659691506374033?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/3786659691506374033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/3786659691506374033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/09/quero-dormirrrrrrr.html' title='Quero dormirrrrrrr....'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SMpSZJJcDlI/AAAAAAAAAS0/4oNqs3CEsp0/s72-c/caveira-dormirPC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-1456747037091667288</id><published>2008-08-28T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T05:02:35.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bebês...amo mto tudo isto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SLa80WNeNRI/AAAAAAAAASs/yEyetrLNRd0/s1600-h/9002bebe.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Que coisas mais gostosinhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239582823993455890" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SLa8dzQaO7I/AAAAAAAAAR0/xt2SD2x8K2E/s400/bebe_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1779019495156158592-1456747037091667288?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/1456747037091667288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/1456747037091667288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/08/bebsamo-mto-tudo-isto.html' title='Bebês...amo mto tudo isto'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SLa80WNeNRI/AAAAAAAAASs/yEyetrLNRd0/s72-c/9002bebe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-590002132496010680</id><published>2008-08-20T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T09:44:17.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Educação infantil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SKxJuUkKbrI/AAAAAAAAARs/518UmUSlloM/s1600-h/educacao_infantil_axis.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236641526868242098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SKxJuUkKbrI/AAAAAAAAARs/518UmUSlloM/s400/educacao_infantil_axis.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Brincar é uma atividade universal, encontrada nos vários grupos humanos, em diferentes períodos históricos e estágios de desenvolvimento econômico. Evidentemente, as várias modalidades lúdicas não existem em todas as épocas e também não permanecem imutáveis através dos tempos. Como toda atividade humana, o brincar se constitui na interação de vários fatores que marcam determinado momento histórico sendo transformado pela própria ação dos indivíduos e por suas produções cultural e tecnológica. Os jogos e as brincadeiras são, assim transformados continuamente." "A criança brinca para conhecer-se a si própria e aos outros em suas relações recíprocas, para aprender as normas sociais de comportamento, os hábitos determinados pela cultura; para conhecer os objetos em seu contexto, ou seja, o uso cultural dos objetos; para desenvolver a linguagem e a narrativa; para trabalhar com o imaginário; para conhecer os eventos e fenômenos que ocorrem a sua volta." "A realização de jogos e brincadeiras na primeira infância envolve naturalmente o movimento, que vai dominar como componente, pois através dele a criança se coloca no meio, inteirando-se com os objetos, com as pessoas, explorando seu próprio corpo, o espaço físico. Uma das funções da brincadeira é permitir à criança o exercício do movimento.(...) O movimento tem, assim, relevância destacada na infância, pois ele serve para a criança se relacionar com o outro, explorar o espaço - situando-se nele - , bem como os objetos e o próprio corpo."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-590002132496010680?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/590002132496010680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/590002132496010680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/08/educao-infantil.html' title='Educação infantil'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SKxJuUkKbrI/AAAAAAAAARs/518UmUSlloM/s72-c/educacao_infantil_axis.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-6411323834429064893</id><published>2008-08-19T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T07:54:36.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aborto.. 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href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SI8ghd4zOsI/AAAAAAAAAQk/9D5PQGHdgEQ/s1600-h/868_outras_1216836112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228433451731073730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SI8ghd4zOsI/AAAAAAAAAQk/9D5PQGHdgEQ/s400/868_outras_1216836112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SI8ghre_eII/AAAAAAAAAQs/nljapJMTwZI/s1600-h/868_outras_1216836123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228433455380920450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SI8ghre_eII/AAAAAAAAAQs/nljapJMTwZI/s400/868_outras_1216836123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SKCBpCHUncI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/rRDTczqDzDY/s72-c/ped+308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-6030733958029713033</id><published>2008-07-16T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T05:04:33.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Futura Pedagoga..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH4IR6_ymJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/OYEOZTXibm0/s1600-h/logoPedagogia-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223621721783965842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH4IR6_ymJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/OYEOZTXibm0/s400/logoPedagogia-full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aeeee até que enfim este dia chegou.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vamo que vamo pra faculllllllllll......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-6030733958029713033?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/6030733958029713033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/6030733958029713033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/07/futura-pedagoga.html' title='Futura Pedagoga..'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH4IR6_ymJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/OYEOZTXibm0/s72-c/logoPedagogia-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-1396559154695290704</id><published>2008-07-16T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T07:16:39.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arte cênicas... amo tudo isso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH4CY2kfpJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/gWq7beM7L5s/s1600-h/teatro.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223615243785053330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH4CY2kfpJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/gWq7beM7L5s/s400/teatro.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arte Cênica é uma forma de arte apresentada em um&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; palco ou lugar destinado a expectadores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; O palco é compreendido como qualquer local &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;onde acontece uma representação, sendo assim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; estas podem acontecer tanto em praças como em ruas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; A arte Cênica abrange o estudo e a prática de toda &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;forma de expressão que necessita de uma representação, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como o teatro, a música ou a dança. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Arte Cênica ou Teatro divide-se em cinco gêneros:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Trágico, Dramático, Cômico, Musical e Dança.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; O gênero Trágico imita a vida por meio de &lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw21067145321716(event, this, '-2006930770'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #006600; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick21067145321716(-2006930770);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.brasilescola.com/artes/arte-cenica.htm#"&gt;ações&lt;/a&gt; completas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; O Drama descreve os conflitos humanos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; A comédia apresenta o lado irônico e contraditório. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O Musical é desenvolvido através de músicas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; não importa se a história é cômica, dramática ou trágica. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A dança utiliza-se da música e das expressões propiciadas pela “mímica”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-1396559154695290704?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/1396559154695290704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/1396559154695290704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/07/arte-cnicas-amo-tudo-isso.html' title='Arte cênicas... amo tudo isso'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH4CY2kfpJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/gWq7beM7L5s/s72-c/teatro.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-6781244872571667869</id><published>2008-07-16T06:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T07:08:50.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pessoas lindas que adimiro d+...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carol dieckmann &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3_nm-DXnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/BX_vSeq1T9A/s1600-h/carol+dieckmann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223612198760439410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3_nm-DXnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/BX_vSeq1T9A/s400/carol+dieckmann.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ivetinha e Bruno Mazzeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3_nno1UdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/6txtTP-BhgM/s1600-h/ivetinha+e+bruno+mazzeo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223612198939873746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3_nno1UdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/6txtTP-BhgM/s400/ivetinha+e+bruno+mazzeo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joana Balaguer&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3_BBtp7JI/AAAAAAAAAPk/DJoNTxx6UgA/s1600-h/joana+baloguer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223611535924522130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="392" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3_BBtp7JI/AAAAAAAAAPk/DJoNTxx6UgA/s400/joana+baloguer.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3_BVLfGJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xvTobuyBH60/s1600-h/paulo+ricardo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Priscila Fantin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3_BdC9HOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/WVcDCvfo_MY/s1600-h/priscila+fantini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223611543261617378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3_BdC9HOI/AAAAAAAAAP0/WVcDCvfo_MY/s400/priscila+fantini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samara Felippo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3_BsitlcI/AAAAAAAAAP8/oUbm8vomSeA/s1600-h/samara+felippo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223611547421349314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3_BsitlcI/AAAAAAAAAP8/oUbm8vomSeA/s400/samara+felippo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fer paes leme e fer souza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3-ir73XUI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ln-FoV2dyVg/s1600-h/fernadinha+paes+leme+e+fe+souza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223611014682467650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3-ir73XUI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ln-FoV2dyVg/s400/fernadinha+paes+leme+e+fe+souza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fernanda Machado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3-i7EM_lI/AAAAAAAAAPE/rxarYWdyahI/s1600-h/Fernanda+Machado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223611018743971410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3-i7EM_lI/AAAAAAAAAPE/rxarYWdyahI/s400/Fernanda+Machado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fernandinha Souza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3-iyn21vI/AAAAAAAAAPM/YKh-w8x-f2U/s1600-h/fernanda+souza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223611016477595378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3-iyn21vI/AAAAAAAAAPM/YKh-w8x-f2U/s400/fernanda+souza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flávio Saretta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3-jTy4DKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/PTGeoJHBiaU/s1600-h/flavio+saretta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223611025382182050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3-jTy4DKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/PTGeoJHBiaU/s400/flavio+saretta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guilherme Berenguer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3-jidNc5I/AAAAAAAAAPc/qj9UW3SsxCQ/s1600-h/guilherme+berengher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223611029317841810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3-jidNc5I/AAAAAAAAAPc/qj9UW3SsxCQ/s400/guilherme+berengher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daniel Del Sarto&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3-JWpXNoI/AAAAAAAAAO0/i9XKL6XmWdQ/s1600-h/daniel+del+sarto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223610579470988930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3-JWpXNoI/AAAAAAAAAO0/i9XKL6XmWdQ/s400/daniel+del+sarto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cecília Dassi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3919hQs9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/ctGmy2_kINc/s1600-h/cecÃ&amp;shy;lia+dassi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223610246308606930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SH3919hQs9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/ctGmy2_kINc/s400/cec%C3%ADlia+dassi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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já se deitou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Um amigo de verdade, pergunta porque você demorou tanto para ligar...&lt;br /&gt;Um simples amigo, quer conversar sobre seus problemas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Um amigo de verdade, procura te ajudar com os seus problemas.&lt;br /&gt;Um simples amigo, pensa que a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw4653211861401(event, this, '2140930764'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #e04493; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick4653211861401(2140930764);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mensagensepoemas.com.br/#"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;amizade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt; acabou com a discussão... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Um amigo de verdade, sabe que não é amizade até a primeira briga.&lt;br /&gt;Um simples amigo, espera que você esteja sempre lá para ele... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Um amigo de verdade, espera sempre estar lá para você!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Por isto que tinhamu eternamente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;minha nega, preta, pre, bru....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-2526207629410133513?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/2526207629410133513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/2526207629410133513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/07/bruna-cunhada-amiga-irma-cumadre.html' title='Bruna... cunhada-amiga-irma-cumadre'/><author><name>Priscila 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Mas será que podemos assim pensar? Sofrimento é vida, faz parte dela...Será que podemos amaldiçoar aquilo que temos em nossas mãos, para nos purificar? Atentem, amigos, para a vida do espírito e, junto com Deus, conseguirão detectar o que é real e necessário para o seu ser carente de lições para amadurecer, crescer e se purificar.Deixem-se levar por suas intuições, vindas do coração e do mais profundo do seu eu interior. Não desanimem, não pequem em não tentar.  Não deixem de subir degrau por degrau, vivendo cada momento, cada pequeno momento como se fosse único.  Assim serão felizes e conscientes da realidade em que devem viver, estabelecendo relações íntimas e proveitosas para essa sua existência aqui, na Terra.Assim amigos, quando chegar o momento, agradecerão por terem persistido com resignação e sabedoria, sabendo aceitar e corrigir os erros cometidos.Coragem, queridos! É tudo o que desejamos a todos vocês que não deixam de tentar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Um abraço&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/1779019495156158592-8138667080425045985?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/8138667080425045985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/8138667080425045985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/06/angustia.html' title='Angustia....'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGVmC9P-SzI/AAAAAAAAALw/D_TgDkoonYk/s72-c/imagem016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-7825218219397232775</id><published>2008-06-26T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T07:49:22.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudades de um grande amigo .............. Fabinhu (in memória)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGOphDh0rPI/AAAAAAAAALI/aDGNmRhUv40/s1600-h/P3040041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216199178773114098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGOphDh0rPI/AAAAAAAAALI/aDGNmRhUv40/s400/P3040041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGOphjc2iUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/JsQlSkdyY_U/s1600-h/P4200133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216199187342199106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGOphjc2iUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/JsQlSkdyY_U/s400/P4200133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGOphrUAP5I/AAAAAAAAALY/6tN9GR_6l4k/s1600-h/PC030032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216199189452570514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGOphrUAP5I/AAAAAAAAALY/6tN9GR_6l4k/s400/PC030032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGOph5S-ZVI/AAAAAAAAALg/xT2EdeUccz8/s1600-h/PC030081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216199193206351186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGOph5S-ZVI/AAAAAAAAALg/xT2EdeUccz8/s400/PC030081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Porque tem que ser assim?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós nos dedicamos inteiramente, para ajudar, o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;u até arrancar um sorriso que seja de pessoas que gostamos, e que demonstram esse mesmo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw18044709281724(event, this, '-1879603771'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #ffffcc; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick18044709281724(-1879603771);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mundodasmensagens.com/mensagem68.htm#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; por você!Mas são perfeitos atores, pois conseguem nos enganar perfeitamente, nos fazendo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw18556453582724(event, this, '-1879603771'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #ffffcc; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick18556453582724(-1879603771);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mundodasmensagens.com/mensagem68.htm#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;acreditar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; que são nossos amigos.mas quando você mais precisa de um sorriso daquele rosto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw19080018570724(event, this, '-1879603771'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #ffffcc; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick19080018570724(-1879603771);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mundodasmensagens.com/mensagem68.htm#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;, apenas por capricho eles viram a cara pra você!Você não entende o porque , mas os perdoa, pois não é como eles! Sempre está desposta para faze-los felizes, dar conselhos quando pensam que o mundo está caindo sobre sua cabeças. Você seria capaz de trocar sua vida pela deles. Mas não percebem isso, por mais que você se esforce para falar: Ei, você é o meu motivo pra viver, a pessoa pela qual eu sorrio todos os dias, eu faço tudo por você não quero naada em troca, mas um sorriso seu não vai lhe deixar mais pobre, mas pode ter certeza que me enriquecerá pelo resto de minha vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ti amu pra todo sempre meu qrido, sei que tu estas olhando por todos ai de cima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PESSOA INESQUECIVEL......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;** Fabinho &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(in memória) &lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-7825218219397232775?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/7825218219397232775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/7825218219397232775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='Saudades de um grande amigo .............. Fabinhu (in memória)'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGOphDh0rPI/AAAAAAAAALI/aDGNmRhUv40/s72-c/P3040041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-687962548541561022</id><published>2008-06-26T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T07:31:17.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amizade Eterna...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGOkv2nHj3I/AAAAAAAAALA/T1oFsuGBgjA/s1600-h/P6180055.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216193935445561202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGOkv2nHj3I/AAAAAAAAALA/T1oFsuGBgjA/s400/P6180055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; Tem uma coisa que preciso lhe dizer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Quando tudo parece não ter mais sentido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eis que Deus nos manda um anjo, pra ficar no nosso pé! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Pra nos dar um colo, quando uma nuvenzinha escura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Quer ameaçar chover dentro de nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Pra puxar nossas orelhas, quando caminhamos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Em caminhos tortos, E com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw11542468232759(event, this, '-1879603771'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #ffffcc; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick11542468232759(-1879603771);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mundodasmensagens.com/mensagem107.htm#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;carinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; nos levam na direção certa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Pra sorrir conosco, comemorar nossas conquistas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E nos motivar a continuar caminhando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ainda têm a missão de abrir nossos olhos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E nossos ouvidos, para vermos e ouvirmos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tudo de bom que temos a nossa volta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A esse anjo, Deus chamou de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw6082878891759(event, this, '-1879603771'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #ffffcc; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick6082878891759(-1879603771);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mundodasmensagens.com/mensagem107.htm#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E colocou em nossas vidas para nos mostrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Que as coisas não são tão ruins quanto possam parecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E que, mesmo que seja difícil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Esse anjo sempre vai dar um jeitinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;De nos fazer sentir melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E de nos mostrar que por mais tristes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Que possamos estar, sempre vai ter alguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Que nos ama e faria tudo pra nos ver sorrir!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Obrigada por me fazer sorrir!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TI AMU MUITÃO AMIGA&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-687962548541561022?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/687962548541561022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/687962548541561022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/06/amizade-eterna.html' title='Amizade Eterna...'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGOkv2nHj3I/AAAAAAAAALA/T1oFsuGBgjA/s72-c/P6180055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-1133721887852075045</id><published>2008-06-23T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T11:14:03.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amizadeeeeeee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SF_m7VYfiCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pqxUaaZYsEg/s1600-h/sabado+-+14-06+-+sol+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215140800544868386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SF_m7VYfiCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pqxUaaZYsEg/s400/sabado+-+14-06+-+sol+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A nossa amizade é como a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw7051914031802(event, this, '-1601765704'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #e04493; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick7051914031802(-1601765704);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mensagensepoemas.com.br/#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;natureza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;: bela, pura e simples.&lt;br /&gt;Desejo apenas, que tenhamos forças de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;intensificá-la cada vez mais,&lt;br /&gt;não permitindo nunca que ela esmoreça &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ou seja companheira do vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;rude do esquecimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Juntos com certeza, teremos esta força, pois,&lt;br /&gt;somente amigos conseguem e podem fazer com que a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;amizade permaneça sólida através dos tempos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sólida e cheia de encontros, realizações, companheirismo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;carinho e compreensão.&lt;br /&gt;São pessoas como você, que contribuem para que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;os pequenos momentos se tornem grandiosos e inesquecíveis.&lt;br /&gt;É o mais sincero sentimento de alguém que teve,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;seus pequenos momentos transformados em felicidade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;AMO VC MIGAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;/span&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/1779019495156158592-1133721887852075045?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/1133721887852075045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/1133721887852075045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/06/amizadeeeeeee.html' title='Amizadeeeeeee...'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SF_m7VYfiCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pqxUaaZYsEg/s72-c/sabado+-+14-06+-+sol+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-2605049877310815923</id><published>2008-06-05T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T05:18:24.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>03/06... Um mês de vida...AMO VC LINDO....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SEfXPuk1jUI/AAAAAAAAAJU/LAHGaFwhT-w/s1600-h/arthur+-+7+dias+d+vida+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208368159277813058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SEfXPuk1jUI/AAAAAAAAAJU/LAHGaFwhT-w/s400/arthur+-+7+dias+d+vida+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Faz hoje um mês que senti, pela primeira vez, o corpinho do meu subrinhu / afilhado em contacto com a minha pele, que pude mexer nos seus pezinhos e que pude ouvir, pela primeira vez, o seu choro inconfundível. Faz hoje um mês que estou a aprender a ser Tia. Neste mês as nossas vidas mudaram drasticamente. Já não podemos vivê-las centradas no "eu" porque um tesouro tão precioso foi-nos dado e necessita da nossa constante atenção, carinho e amor. Dou por mim a ouvir pequenos suspiros quase imperceptíveis numa outra divisão da casa e fico deliciada quando o Arthur fica calminho só por sentir o meu cheiro e reconhecer o meu colo (e o da mãe dele tbem...hehehe). Dou graças a Deus por ter um bebê saudável e feliz. Ser Tia não é uma tarefa fácil mas é tão bom. O nosso Arthur mudou tanto neste mês! Já não é o bebê recém-nascido que eu vi pela primeira vez no dia 03 de Maio. Está grande..., toma muita atenção às músicas e ruídos que ouve, adora uma televisão, olha para alguns objectos com muita curiosidade, emite alguns sons quando falamos para ele como se quisesse conversar, sorri muitas vezes durante o sono. Hoje celebramos um mês de conquistas, de cansaço, de felicidade, de ansiedade, de amor... enfim, um mês de uma vida tão especial para todos nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ti amu mto meu afilhado mais lindo do mundo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-2605049877310815923?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/2605049877310815923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/2605049877310815923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/06/0306-um-ms-de-vidaamo-vc-lindo-da-dinda.html' title='03/06... Um mês de vida...AMO VC LINDO....'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SEfXPuk1jUI/AAAAAAAAAJU/LAHGaFwhT-w/s72-c/arthur+-+7+dias+d+vida+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-3877645859399941403</id><published>2008-06-03T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T05:00:27.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HoJe....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SEUyLOk1jTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mt1erYcwzX8/s1600-h/summoonn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207623712596397362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SEUyLOk1jTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mt1erYcwzX8/s400/summoonn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hoje faz uma linda manhã de verão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Quente e aconchegante, que inspira o meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que confessar que nos últimos dias me senti um pouco estranha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;uma inquietude tomou conta de mim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mas hoje estou bem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;De bem com a vida e comigo mesma.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que todo ser humano vive uma certa dualidade dentro de si,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;uma inconstância interior, sem contar que as mulheres, em particular, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;possuem mais fases que a Lua... [rsrs]&lt;br /&gt;O importante é que hoje me sinto feliz e como já disse Rimbuek, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a felicidade não é uma estação onde chegamos, mas uma maneira de viajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Homem feliz é aquele que, ao despertar, se reencontra com prazer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;e se reconhece como aquele que ele gosta de ser. (Paul Valery)&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/1779019495156158592-3877645859399941403?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/3877645859399941403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/3877645859399941403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/06/hoje.html' title='HoJe....'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SEUyLOk1jTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mt1erYcwzX8/s72-c/summoonn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-8133666591995537558</id><published>2008-05-30T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T10:16:09.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Natal e ano novo 2007 em são paulo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="454" height="360" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-81d425a3a772555b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/8133666591995537558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/8133666591995537558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/05/natal-e-ano-novo-2007-em-so-paulo.html' title='Natal e ano novo 2007 em são paulo'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-3705965286263597011</id><published>2008-05-29T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T09:29:00.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Star azul...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SD7ZQ-k1jSI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hCKNMMYvha0/s1600-h/1194554890_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205837104985509154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SD7ZQ-k1jSI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hCKNMMYvha0/s400/1194554890_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estranho seria se eu não me apaixonasse por você&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O sal viria doce para os novos lábios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Colombo procurou as índias mas a terra avistou em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O som que eu ouço são as gírias do seu vocabulário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estranho é gostar tanto do seu all star azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estranho é pensar que o bairro das laranjeiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Satisfeito sorri quando chego ali e entro no elevador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aperto o 12 que é o seu andar não vejo a hora de te encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E continuar aquela conversa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Que não terminamos ontem ficou pra hoje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estranho mas já me sinto como um velho amigo seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Seu all star azul combina com o meu preto de cano alto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Se o homem já pisou na lua, como eu ainda não tenho seu endereço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O tom que eu canto as minhas músicas para a tua voz parece exato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estranho é gostar tanto do seu all star azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Estranho é pensar que o bairro das laranjeiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Satisfeito sorri quando chego ali e entro no elevadorAperto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; o 12 que é o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;seu andar não vejo a hora de te encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E continuar aquela conversa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Que não terminamos ontem,laranjeiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Satisfeito sorri quando chego ali e entro no elevador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aperto o 12 que é o seu andar não vejo a hora de te encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E continuar aquela conversa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Que não terminamos ontem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ficou pra hoje....&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/1779019495156158592-3705965286263597011?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/3705965286263597011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/3705965286263597011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/05/all-star-azul.html' title='All Star azul...'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SD7ZQ-k1jSI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hCKNMMYvha0/s72-c/1194554890_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-2035230701083206392</id><published>2008-05-28T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:55:06.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindo Dia de Verão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SD1G-Ok1jRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Il1eFHP8rJA/s1600-h/e-o-verao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205394779188595986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SD1G-Ok1jRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Il1eFHP8rJA/s400/e-o-verao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Lindo dia de verão&lt;br /&gt;Que me mostra o calor da natureza&lt;br /&gt;E que me faz ficar admirado com a sua beleza&lt;br /&gt;Como se estivesse a usar o seu poder de sedução.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste dia esqueço tudo por belos momentos&lt;br /&gt;Todas as dificuldades com que me vejo no meu dia a dia&lt;br /&gt;Bem como todos os meus problemas a nível de sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Apenas encaro este dia com um sorriso de alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de sentir a liberdade no ar&lt;br /&gt;E nunca o terror da prisão constante dentro de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Este tempo faz-me acreditar que esta angustia terá um fim.&lt;br /&gt;E que um novo rumo irei encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindo dia de verão&lt;br /&gt;Que me faz sorrir e acreditar&lt;br /&gt;Que tudo se resolverá e que mais tarde será uma recordação,&lt;br /&gt;Que só dependerá de mim querer ou não lembrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-2035230701083206392?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/2035230701083206392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/2035230701083206392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/05/lindo-dia-de-vero.html' title='Lindo Dia de Verão...'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SD1G-Ok1jRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Il1eFHP8rJA/s72-c/e-o-verao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-5830293024117499441</id><published>2008-05-27T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T07:26:29.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperte o seu “EU” verdadeiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDwgSOk1jQI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SSf0o_9TkqA/s1600-h/alma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205070766855785730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDwgSOk1jQI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SSf0o_9TkqA/s400/alma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A maior parte das pessoas esqueceram-se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;da autenticidade do seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;erdadeiro “ser”, e pior ainda, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;muitas vezes ocultam esse “ser”.&lt;br /&gt;Andamos pela vida usando uma série de&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;máscaras para agradar aos outros, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;máscaras que supostamente nos fazem mais aceitáveis,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mais bonitos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mais inteligentes ou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qualquer que seja o caso ou a situação.&lt;br /&gt;Somos capazes de nos transformarmos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;camaleónicamente de um momento para o outro, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qdo estamos perante outras pessoas e &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inclusivamente há quem apoie opiniões com as &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quais não está de acordo, só para agradar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;os outros e ficar bem visto.&lt;br /&gt;O pior de tudo isto é que todas essas máscaras &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que utilizamos não nos servem para nada porque &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mais tarde ou mais cedo a verdade vem sempre ao de cima.&lt;br /&gt;Além disso, todas essas características falsas que &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;queremos aparentar, não são nem um bocadinho &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;atractivas se as compararmos com as qualidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;autênticas do nosso verdadeiro “ser”. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As qualidades autênticas do ser são, integridade,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alegria, amabilidade, amor, valor, autenticidade,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sabedoria, aceitação, perdão e união.&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos encontramos com pessoas que são &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;autênticas, sábias, alegres, amáveis,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amorosas, etc., sentimo-nos sempre atraídos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;magneticamente por elas.&lt;br /&gt;Realmente estas qualidades são as mais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;magnéticas do universo!&lt;br /&gt;Não nos custa nada deixar que elas simplesmente &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saiam do nosso interior, em vez de nos esforçarmos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para aparentar ou personificar aquilo que não somos.&lt;br /&gt;Além disso, como seres humanos estamos cheios &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de defeitos, mas esses defeitos não se podem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ocultar debaixo de uma máscara de perfeição ou &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aparentar algo que não somos, que mais tarde ou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mais cedo, virá ao de cima e as pessoas percebem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aquilo que queremos ocultar em todos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;os nossos actos e palavras. Os guias espirituais &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dizem-nos que o propósito mais importante e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;verdadeiro que temos na vida é o regresso ao amor, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;voltarmos a ser nós mesmos, descobrir a nossa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;verdadeira natureza interior, expressar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o nosso ser interior. Para expressar o nosso ser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;interior é necessário estar conscientes das nossas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qualidades e deixá-las brilhar no mundo exterior, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;em vez de continuarmos a viver das aparências. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se quer recuperar a sua auto-estima recupere o &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seu verdadeiro “eu”! Tire-o daí de dentro! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comece a expressar as suas qualidades no dia-a-dia.&lt;br /&gt;Para expressar as qualidades do seu verdadeiro &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“eu” analise-se um pouco, talvez estas perguntas lhe possam ser úteis:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Por detrás dos papéis que interpretei, de que é que eu me defendia?&lt;br /&gt;- Quem seria se não tivesse medo de me ferir?&lt;br /&gt;- Como amaria ou como trataria os outros se não tivesse medo?&lt;br /&gt;- Como posso ser mais compreensivo comigo e com os outros?&lt;br /&gt;- Que posso fazer todos os dias para ser mais feliz?&lt;br /&gt;- Quais são os meus talentos inatos e como posso aplicá-los&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;com mais frequência para enriquecer a minha vida e a dos outros?&lt;br /&gt;- Que decisões posso tomar para me sentir vivo e cheio de energia?&lt;br /&gt;- Que farei hoje para começar a concretizar os meus sonhos?&lt;br /&gt;- Qual é o meu próximo passo para ser mais feliz, mais próspero, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mais amoroso, mais útil à humanidade?&lt;br /&gt;Você tem presentes únicos para oferecer, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tire do seu interior o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;seu “ser” autêntico,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;você não precisa de nada &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;extra para triunfar neste mundo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;porque já tem tudo dentro de si!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honre-se e ame-se!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-5830293024117499441?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/5830293024117499441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/5830293024117499441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/05/desperte-o-seu-eu-verdadeiro.html' title='Desperte o seu “EU” verdadeiro'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDwgSOk1jQI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SSf0o_9TkqA/s72-c/alma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-2144246794475745327</id><published>2008-05-26T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T07:30:25.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudades....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDsEvuk1jPI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_DN1xSu_Ki0/s1600-h/priscila_morena[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204759012359638258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDsEvuk1jPI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_DN1xSu_Ki0/s400/priscila_morena%255B1%255D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Saudade... Eu não queria senti-la, mas é mais forte que eu, todas essas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; lembranças me escravizam, me tiram a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, sinto saudades de você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt; saudades dos nossos abraços, dos nossos carinhos, enfim, de tudo de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt; bom que vivemos juntos e que a vida cruelmente roubou de mim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hoje, junto com a saudade, uma solidão terrível impera ao meu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;redor, tudo é vazio, tudo é triste; só a saudade de você que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; insiste em me machucar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Quero reviver com você todos os&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt; nossos momentos, sentir o seu beijo, o seu corpo; eu tentei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt; te esquecer, mas não consegui, perdi as rédeas do meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt; coração, eu sei que preciso superar tudo isso, mas se tornou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt; muito difícil, sinto saudades, muitas saudades, não sei se lhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt; verei novamente algum dia, mas gostaria que essas palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt; chegassem ao seu coração e você entendesse que minha vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; perdeu a cor e deu lugar a uma imensa dor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Não sei quais foram os motivos que nos separaram,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt; até hoje isso me inconforma, talvez seja por isso que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;essa saudade dói tanto, a triste certeza de que não verei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;seu rosto, sentirei seu corpo, queria poder gritar, explodir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt; essa angústia, mas ela se resume em um choro, onde ódio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; e tristeza se misturam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Queria lhe procurar, mas não posso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt; queria que houvesse uma maneira de erradicar esse maldito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; da minha vida, queria lhe ver, olhar seus olhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt; mas esse desejo é o mesmo que tentar agarrar o sol... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tanto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;r não foi suficiente para evitar esse desfecho, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hoje sou sufocado pela saudade, e forçado a viver contra minha vontade&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-2144246794475745327?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/2144246794475745327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/2144246794475745327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/05/saudades.html' title='Saudades....'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDsEvuk1jPI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_DN1xSu_Ki0/s72-c/priscila_morena%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-7476517277926288136</id><published>2008-05-26T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T11:31:39.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amar sempre que possivel....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDsB8uk1jMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/wK625xmrDtk/s1600-h/1195622980_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204755937163054274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDsB8uk1jMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/wK625xmrDtk/s400/1195622980_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-7476517277926288136?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/7476517277926288136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/7476517277926288136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/05/amar-sempre-que-possivel.html' title='Amar sempre que possivel....'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDsB8uk1jMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/wK625xmrDtk/s72-c/1195622980_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-2486717556965312418</id><published>2008-05-26T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T07:31:54.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Segunda-Feira</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDqnMOk1jKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jLk0IFSylJU/s1600-h/segunda-feira[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204656147892898978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDqnMOk1jKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jLk0IFSylJU/s400/segunda-feira%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Começe a segunda feira fazendo uma limpeza!&lt;br /&gt;Varra de seu coração:&lt;br /&gt;a tristeza, a angústia, a aflição,&lt;br /&gt;Varra de sua vida:&lt;br /&gt;a inveja, a maledicência, a fofoca&lt;br /&gt;Varra do seu corpo:&lt;br /&gt;a preguiça, o tédio, os maus pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Varra de seu caminho:&lt;br /&gt;o mau olhado, o mau agouro, o mau pressentimento&lt;br /&gt;Deixe fluir a alegria de sua alma&lt;br /&gt;Trabalhe seu corpo para o bem&lt;br /&gt;Agradeça por seu trabalho e acima de tudo começe sua&lt;br /&gt;semana com FELICIDADE no coração&lt;br /&gt;Pois novos horizontes se aproximamnovas alegrias&lt;br /&gt;irão chegar e seu coraçãoestará pronto pare receber tudo isso.&lt;br /&gt;Desejo a você, uma linda semana! &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/1779019495156158592-2486717556965312418?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/2486717556965312418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/2486717556965312418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/05/segunda-feira.html' title='Segunda-Feira'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDqnMOk1jKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/jLk0IFSylJU/s72-c/segunda-feira%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-7433400011543299446</id><published>2008-05-21T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:56:49.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDRlcImVLNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dDGOpKbMJck/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202895003538762962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDRlcImVLNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dDGOpKbMJck/s400/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O tempo passa tão depressa,Que nem tempo de parar para pensar Em como a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw3477944842787(event, this, '1037462186'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #006600; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick3477944842787(1037462186);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.declaracaodeamor.com/ler.php?id=272#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; é curta resta...Profecias não se cumprem Promessas não levam em conta ePlanos são desistidos...A infância parece eterna,Mas quando se nota já estamos Brincando com a vida...A adolescência faz juramento,Mas passa tão depressa queNem tempo de se entenderEste juramento resta...A vida é curta para se prender a Uma única estação...Nós somos do tempo...E o tempo é apenas o encarregadoDe nos transportar rapidamente Para outro espaço...Agora estou aqui descrevendo meus &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw2770683780787(event, this, '1037462186'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #006600; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick2770683780787(1037462186);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.declaracaodeamor.com/ler.php?id=272#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pensamentos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sobre o tempo...Posso fechar os olhos e já ver anos depois...É rápido demais...Talvez se deixar para amanhã poder ser &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw3378433801787(event, this, '1037462186'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #006600; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick3378433801787(1037462186);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.declaracaodeamor.com/ler.php?id=272#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feliz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;,Não restará tempo se quer...Simplesmente tenho esse agoraQue sei que vai passar depressa,Mas nada me impede de agora ser&lt;/span&gt; feliz,Pois "Hoje"AINDA HÁ TEMPO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-7433400011543299446?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/7433400011543299446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/7433400011543299446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/05/tempo.html' title='Tempo....'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDRlcImVLNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dDGOpKbMJck/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-2388849569702395715</id><published>2008-05-21T10:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:58:10.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Priscila Talita....esta sim sou eu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDRibomVLMI/AAAAAAAAAH0/NMU2syi3ZT0/s1600-h/pri.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202891696413945026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDRibomVLMI/AAAAAAAAAH0/NMU2syi3ZT0/s400/pri.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Menina, mulher amante,com seus olhos brilhantes,quero ter você por um instante,e beber teu prazer constante...Beijar o teu corpo gostoso,lamber seu pescoço,e ser grudento aos poucos...Se te quero tanto assim,nesta ilusão tão ruim,é porque para mim,és um castigo sem fim...Na minha serra querida,tu és a minha guia,te quero nua de dia,nem que seja por fantasia...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-2388849569702395715?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/2388849569702395715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/2388849569702395715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/05/menina-mulher-amantecom-seus-olhos.html' title='Priscila Talita....esta sim sou eu...'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDRibomVLMI/AAAAAAAAAH0/NMU2syi3ZT0/s72-c/pri.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-6141534649554648927</id><published>2008-05-21T10:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T10:10:47.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamais negue um abraço...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDRgqomVLLI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mNW43EQSnTU/s1600-h/abraco%20apertado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202889755088727218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDRgqomVLLI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mNW43EQSnTU/s400/abraco%2520apertado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;O mistério do abraço Luiz Maia Dizem os orientais que, quando abraçarmos uma pessoa querida a quem amamos,devemos fazer da seguinte forma:inspirando e expirando três vezes, e aí sua felicidade se multiplicará pelomenos dez vezes.O efeito terapêutico do abraço é inegável. Diante disso não podemos esperar para abraçarmos a quem queremos bem. Se você estiver sentindo um vazio interior,tente abraçar o seu amigo, deslizando delicadamente a mão sobre as costas dele, para que o possa sentir junto a você. Nos momentos de dor ou de alegria é que vemos o bem que um grande e demorado abraço nos causa.Pelo abraço, transmitimos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw4164697550498(event, this, '1027795790'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #006600; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick4164697550498(1027795790);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mensagensvirtuais.com.br/#"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;emoções&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, recebemos carinho, trocamos afeto, compartilhamos alegria, amenizamos dores, demonstramos amizade, doamos amor,expressamos nossa humanidade. É tempo de enlaçarmos nossos braços num terno, profundo e afetuoso abraço.&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/1779019495156158592-6141534649554648927?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/6141534649554648927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/6141534649554648927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/05/jamais-negue-um-abrao.html' title='Jamais negue um abraço...'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDRgqomVLLI/AAAAAAAAAHs/mNW43EQSnTU/s72-c/abraco%2520apertado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-5465128913480102806</id><published>2008-05-21T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:33:49.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por Favor... Rezar todos os dias... hãm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDRc8omVLJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7l5g-IYMArc/s1600-h/Oracaodacerveja.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202885666279861394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDRc8omVLJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7l5g-IYMArc/s400/Oracaodacerveja.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-5465128913480102806?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/5465128913480102806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/5465128913480102806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/05/por-favor-rezar-todos-os-dias-hm.html' title='Por Favor... 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDMDC4mVLAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/KnMf-vyoUJc/s320/bebe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; Oi mamãe, tudo bom? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eu estou bem, graças aos Deuses, faz apenas alguns dias que você me concebeu em sua barriguinha. Na verdade, não posso explicar como estou feliz em saber que você será minha mamãe. Outra coisa que me enche de orgulho é ver o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw6950076080453(event, this, '-321366282'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #006600; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick6950076080453(-321366282);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mensagensvirtuais.com.br/#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; com que fui concebido.Tudo parece indicar que eu serei a criança mais feliz do mundo! Mamãe, já se passou um mês desde que fui concebido e já começo a ver como o meu corpinho começa a se formar, quer dizer, não estou tão lindo como você, mas me dê uma oportunidade! Estou muito feliz! Mas tem algo que me deixa preocupado... Ultimamente me dei conta de que há algo na sua cabeça que não me deixa dormir, mas tudo bem, isso vai passar, não se desespere. Mamãe, já se passaram dois meses e meio, estou muito feliz com minhas novas mãos e tenho vontade de usá-las para brincar..Mamãezinha me diga o que foi? Por que você chora tanto todas as noites?? Porque quando você e o papai se encontram, gritam tanto um com o outro? Vocês não me querem mais ou o que? Vou fazer o possível para que me queiram... Já se passaram 3 meses, mamãe, te noto muito deprimida, não entendoo que está acontecendo, estou muito confuso. Hoje de manhã fomos ao médico e ele marcou uma visita para amanhã. Não entendo, eu me sinto muito bem... por acaso você se sente mal mamãe? Mamãe, já é dia, onde vamos? O que está acontecendo mamãe??Porque chora? Não chore, não vai acontecer nada... Mamãe, não se deite, ainda são 2 horas da tarde, não tenho sono, quero continuar brincando com minhas mãozinhas. Ei!!! O que esse tubinho está fazendo na minha casinha?? É um brinquedo novo?? Olha!!!!! Ei, porque estão sugando minha casa?? Mamãe!!! Espere, essa é a minha mãozinha!!! Moço, porque a arrancou?? Não vê que me machuca?? Mamãe, me defenda!!!! Mamãe, me ajude!!! Não vê que ainda sou muito pequeno para me defender sozinho??Mãe, a minha perninha, estão arancando!!! Diga para eles pararem, juro a você que vou me comportar bem e que não vou mais te chutar. Como é possível que um ser humano possa fazer isso comigo? Ele vai ver só quando eu for grande e forte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;.....ai..... mamãe, já não consigo mais....ai.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mamãe, mamãe, me ajude.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mamãe, já se passaram 17 anos desde aquele dia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;e eu daqui de cima &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;observo como ainda te machuca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ter tomado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; aquela decisão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Por favor, não chore, lembre-se que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;te amo muito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; e que estarei aqui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;te esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;com muitos abraços e beijos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Te amo muito!! Seu bebê&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-8671958441705582987?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/8671958441705582987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/8671958441705582987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/05/carta-de-um-beb-para-sua-me.html' title='Carta de um Bebê para sua mãe!'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDMDC4mVLAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/KnMf-vyoUJc/s72-c/bebe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779019495156158592.post-6127381349228021906</id><published>2008-05-20T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:40:08.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desiderata....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDL-24mVK9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/SpvhnyGxPvg/s1600-h/Sol%20e%20Nuvens%20sobre%20a%20Cidade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202500738425891794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDL-24mVK9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/SpvhnyGxPvg/s320/Sol%2520e%2520Nuvens%2520sobre%2520a%2520Cidade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDLilYmVK8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/394JguD8npQ/s1600-h/Sol%20e%20Nuvens%20sobre%20a%20Cidade.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Qualquer que seja a religião que te ensinaram,Qualquer que seja a forma pela qual tenhas sido criado,Qualquer que seja a forma como tenhas compreendido teus mestres,Nesses níveis compreenderá esta mensagem.Não basta acreditar nela, deve ser vivida.A essência da Religião Universal é Paz e Verdade,O amor e a bondade para com todas as criaturas da terra.É o momento de expressar essa essência em tua própria vida.Deve estabelecer-se um começoE o lugar para começar está em ti mesmo.Vais reformar o mundoComeça contigo mesmo.A mensagem de um reformador não reformadoRaras vezes poderá inspirar uma reforma.O coração de toda religião é o Amor e a RetidãoQue é o Amor em AçãoÉ a realização da religião.Ama não sómente a família e os amigos,Porque o amor limitado é Amor negado.Busca a paz dentro de ti mesmoe busca também o divino alento da vida.Persiste nisso!Não abandones esse propósito nem por um momento.Através de teus atos modelas tua vidaE ajudas a modelar a vida dos outros.Que responsabilidade! O espírito encontra em ti seu agente e também seu companheiro.E na medida que tomes consciência e atues de acordo com isso,Tua vida se enriquece.Ocorrerá em ti uma revelação...Maior que teus sonhos mais exaltados.Aproxima-se a nova era e nela estará a Igreja de todos.Desaparecerão as diferenças entre as distintas religiões.Fundir-se-a o bem que existe em cada uma delas E será comum a toda a humanidade.Compreenda que tens o poder de eleger!Eleger o Amor e não o Ódio,Eleger a Bondade e não a Violência,Eleger a Piedade e não a Maldade.Atreve-te a crer que logo chegará o reino de Amor e Paz!Prepara-te para ele!A bondade te abrirá a portaE mais além da porta está o Amor.Que o poder divino penetre em todos os aspectos de tua vida,Dotando-a com as recompensas das conquistas materias,Com os tesouros de uma existencia útil,E a luz eterna das Aquisições Espirituais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779019495156158592-6127381349228021906?l=embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/feeds/6127381349228021906/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1779019495156158592&amp;postID=6127381349228021906' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/6127381349228021906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1779019495156158592/posts/default/6127381349228021906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embaixadoradasimpatia.blogspot.com/2008/05/desiderata.html' title='Desiderata....'/><author><name>Priscila Talita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660887108046175549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SGtsRZGLFWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mZPYBbK_2EQ/S220/amigussss+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cA7WoMElcKU/SDL-24mVK9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/SpvhnyGxPvg/s72-c/Sol%2520e%2520Nuvens%2520sobre%2520a%2520Cidade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
