the cure

Nothing better than children's affection to heal broken hearts and/or stressed souls. 

The joy of my day (maybe the whole week) was received so much endearment from little people who are just sincer while saying they love you. 

Priceless... It's magic work with kids. 

I'm very very lucky!

feLIZ

Comme peut être simple (et, en même temps, majestueux) le combustible du bonheur, de la joie:

Des câlins avec les pattes, des frôlements sinueux, le miaulement naïf en demandant pour jouer, des regardes qui finissent pour un doux clin d'œil, le ronronner qui n'arrête pas, l'envie de faire dodo ensemble, collée, un 'me suit partout'... 

Tout ça veut dire 'Je t'aime' en "miaowais".

what is really important

Nothing else.

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The best place in the world is there, at that moment. 

elo viciante

the folly of love

Which was the biggest one that you have committed?

Probably most part of people will answer something as a huge and extreme change, or even a real madness - indeed. Me, on the other hand, I prefer the little simple things to prove that I've a crush on him.

I sincerely believe that it is possible demonstrate all love I feel through routine acts. As time goes by, inclusively, those are exactly the details which couples used to forget... putting them aside as long as they get along.

Making your partner a sandwich, for example, with all ingredients he likes (and had gone so far so as to buy them!), doing that with all your heart... I'm pretty sure as much as he is going to be pleased, he'll fall in love! - day by day, more and more.

However, if he doesn't, you can try to please him with other "easy" kindness. He is supposed to be charmed by every single thing you do... (at least in the first three months of relationship) and return you both this care and affection.

On the contrary, for sure you can make different things, in order to amaze him... take a extreme resolution maybe, but I don't think it's necessary a so heavy work when love is reciprocal, when both are involved. When we give someone more than other deserve, it's not fair with ourselves.     

Simple as that. It's the law of attraction: it's giving that we receive - and it MUST works. After all, life should be a two-way street. If not, it doesn't worth...

a proper hug

One of the best things in the world is the possibility of giving (and/or receiving) one.

Real, tight - when it is possible feel all affection while the heart’s beatings are the same. As far as I’m concerned, sometimes it is not enough only being together. In fact it's necessary to be closer, transmiting lovingness along with good vibrations.

That is it! - a friendly turn. Although a simple gesture, it means exactly everything which is important between people.

the cure

It’s said that all we need is love. I reckon it’s true.

Affection cures, especially when it’s with no ulterior motives. At least, it’s supposed to be free.

Looking at this point, it’s possible say that only the children are able to give that sincerely. After all, kids are all the best!

So, against any hate, all stress, hug them with your all heart. It's a shot in your arm of good vibrations... the best medicine.

Thus, your energy will be renovated. You will be as right as.

summing up

There are so many good feelings inside me… then I reckon it’s unfair that I can’t socialize it!

No one will let it scape of me. Soon, I’ll give it, at the same time I’m trying to demonstrate it throught my kindness for all children I’ve met. 

I swear I could divide much love with someone able to receive it as well as multiplicate it.

all kisses I haven’t given, all hugs I haven’t received

If I've regretted something, it is a kind of caress that I haven’t demonstrated and, at heart, I indeed would like to. Being more affectionate, apart from evince my feelings and real desires is an exercise that I need to practice further. In fact, it is essential to play fair in this life not to lament later.

Saying “I love you” (not only in couple's relationships, but) at home more often, thanking my mother all kindness and attention she have had with us (my sister and me), holding my friends and saying how much they are important for me… It is the best proof of my endearment. Nevertheless, sometimes, it is not necessary say anything, because our acts speak for itself.

Then, I really believe in the power of touch. I think that, sometimes, we simply forget to be closer, hugging, for example (at least for a few minutes) who is important for us. This is vital, though. Once, I advised a cousin to do this with my uncle when he was very sick. I’m sure that, before dieing, he could enjoy the fraternal fondling of his son.

This is my main worry about living in another country where people’s behaviour is not as ours. I fear miss the human warmth proper of Latins (chiefly of partners - lover men). However, I should be honest that I’m not easy and I usually pretend to hold out. My self-sufficiency is like I shoot myself in my own foot. It have made me being seen as a little selfish, indifferent or far worse: sexually cold! [Dammit!] Similarly, being needy and dedicate myself to someone who doesn’t deserve it - but it is another story, outro (con)texto…(!)

Both cases are mistakes that I’m not interested to repeat anymore. I want (an)other(s) chance(s). I promise that the cold weather is not going to changed me into an iced-cube heart person - here (nor there). It can be different...

more than words

“Melhor que o livro em si, são as suas dedicatórias” - Yes, I hit the nail on the head! Wow... Actually, I already knew that… ('cause I think the same way!) So...

On the first page, something like that:

Ik ben eindelijk iemand tegen gekomen voor wie dat boek echt logisch is. Vertel me later hoe de reis was! Liefs.

It’s just my (best) way to say ‘Thank you’, and the rest... well, is everything that I have taken with me, and is still here… (I always knew that I will feel something special) This kind of sentiment is difficult to change inside us, besides, it just happens - "unintentionally" and with "no" reason and intention to be bad, or harmful for anybody!

About the book (and not the affection), it is true: for the first time in my life I gave it for the correct person. Nevertheless, it was (better: IS!) more than a simple (another "Budhist") gift…

I believe that both this philosophy and the proposed inquiry of values come in a good occasion, aswell the challenge of being zen(ner) is wonderful - and necessary, inclusively! A reflection about our lives, how we are conducting it by our acts and thoughts is vital! Moreover, it also helps us to be a better person.

It was just a friendly kindness, but could be (even) more… maybe a Thai massage, with whole feminine vanity and everything else! At any rate, I hope it works! After all, I’m constant.

At the right time, I will write about this incredible trip. Await!

*(So do I… written words - in the old school way of course ;)

mamãe noel

Não tem preço:

As alegrias que nos proporcionam nossas mães com os presentes que nos dão.

E, aqui, ‘presente’ é físico (pelo carinho, colinho, estar perto, contato), mas não só isso: pelo sentimento vivo em nós também.

*Agora, fiquei na dúvida... Afinal, como classificar ‘amor’? Seria ele palpável então?!

Independente... E parafraseando Cazuza: “Só as mães nos deixam felizes”.

Agradeço todos os dias por ter a minha.

a base

É amor incondicional.

Cuida, ensina, conduz, peca pelo exagero, faz das tripas coração, e pode errar como qualquer ser humano... mas por amor. Isso é só um pouco sobre o universo materno.

Infelizes são aqueles que desconhecem essa relação, carinho e contato todo – seja porque não tiveram filhos, ou porque ela não esteve ao seu lado. E, quando me refiro à figura ‘mãe’, não falo de sangue, mas de laços afetivos.

Gerar é “fácil”, difícil é criar. O dia-a-dia traz toda a intimidade e muitos contratempos próprios de uma rotina maçante, da árdua tarefa de mostrar o mundo, de proporcionar os meios possíveis para um crescimento feliz e sadio.

Preocupamos tanto essas mulheres que, somente quando grandes, passamos a ter noção do trabalho imenso que demos a elas - que nos dedicaram muita atenção e tantos anos de vida. A consciência fica pesada até pelo possível sofrimento gerado...

O mínimo que posso dizer, hoje, é que amo MUITO a minha. Desculpo-me se ainda a incomodo, e agradeço por toda a liberdade e valores que me passou. ORGULHOSA e satisfeita, sei que sou uma pessoa do bem por sua causa.

Mãezinha, esse texto é para ti, de presente, para compensar a ausência física. Em breve estaremos juntas novamente e vamos comemorar bastante, matar todas as saudades num abraço bem apertado e naqueles almoços clássicos.

Feliz Dia das Mães!

obrigada!

Ninguém nesse mundo vive sozinho. E eu choro (não nego) toda vez que me vejo só em alguma situação em que o que eu mais queria era estar bem acompanhada - em colinho de mãe, rodeada de amigos, com o parceiro, ou sentindo a melhor mão amiga segurando a minha.

Em alguns momentos, no entanto, quem está no nosso lado são OUTRAS pessoas, talvez até impensáveis. Gosto de acreditar que são enviados 'divinos' justamente para nos auxiliar quando mais precisamos de apoio. São nossos anjos-da-guarda.

Só tenho a agradecer a essas pessoas que já me prestaram socorro em horas difíceis, em que estava frágil, desamparada, mal, precisando de ajuda, de carinho, amparo e atenção. Tenho provas que eles existem mesmo, pois já estiveram ao meu lado.

São elas: Vivi e Tia Inara, Marta, Kiko, Leo e Liro, Adalgisa, Vânia, Andressa, Rômulo, Nanda e Tia Vilma, Glory Holes, Pesper, Grazi Linda e Batata, Mazinho, Michelle, Gusmão, Imperatore, Michel e Seu Paulino. Isso sem contar a família de sangue... Se eu (infelizmente) não lembrar de alguém agora, que me desculpe.

Citei alguns mais recentes, mas em uma vida inteira, nem sei se caberiam todos aqui... Mas em meu coração estão com certeza. Sou muito grata, não esqueço jamais. Poder contar com alguém em situações difíceis é ter MUITA sorte. Posso então dizer que sou agraciada, ainda bem.

Obrigada!

colinho de mãe

Só eu sei a importância disso. Para mim, foi a melhor coisa que poderia ter recebido nesses últimos dias. Mãe, obrigada por estar aqui comigo, cuidando de mim, apoiando-me como sempre.

Quando temos comumente atenção voltada a nós podemos não valorizar tanto carinho, tamanha dedicação. Só as mães são felizes (não sei como, pois damos muito trabalho a elas, preocupação demais, mas o são, inegavelmente), mesmo com as dores e lamentos possíveis.

Só elas tem esse poder de nos fazer um bem assim, calmo e verdadeiro, gratuito. E assim nos enchem de coragem, de força, de amor para seguir em frente, mesmo que longe delas, enfrentando esse mundo lá fora.

Gostaria de mais dias como esses, de mais proximidade, calor. Um dia quem sabe não consigo colinho de mãe para todos aqui, sem o frio do passado, com a praia por perto e o Cristo nos abençoando todos os dias nessa cidade maravilhosa.