get off to a good start

After some hard time, with so many changes (for good - fortunately!), I just want to restart my life in the best way... Healthy, surrounded by friends, with love and a job.

I was never someone very ambitious, wanting to be rich, famous or was always seeking what is not made for me, what I can't or should not have... My worries were other ones. I've always looked for well-being.

Now, my time has just arrived, and I think I have the right to, and I am not asking too much (!) : happiness, satisfaction, peace of mind, faith, goodness and a world of new and great possibilities, with less injustice, violence and illness. 

Each one writes his own history. I've just start a new chapter... a new life even. Maybe that one it is going to the best one. We never know... I hope write for that, funny and delight words. 

My 2015 resolution is being happy - totally possible! Thank God. Amen.

     

gratitude

Maybe because I'm getting old, becoming more mature and wise, then start to see things im a different way... Perhaps also inpired by some movies as Le Scaphandre et le Papillon, Amores Perros, among others we've watched. 

The fact is that, by now,  I strongly feel we should thank for being fine. Only this. In other words: not just realize while bad, sad, or sick, how both pleasant and great is being happy, having good health and peace of mind. Thus, praying heavily to heal as soon as possible, summoning all saints, God and nature.

Life might change so fast... we never know. So, I've thought about that, when well. Furthermore, I'm very grateful when I can smile freely, easily, with no pain, no ill(ness). And then, remind all of them (that are always there), spellbound by beauty of life, possibility of changes... as butterflies one.

Thanks! ♥

le secret

"Tu deviens responsable pour toujours de ce que tu as apprivoisé"

Savoir faire les bons choix - voici le chemin du bonheur.

Cette est une année qui promet...

Avec beaucoup d'amour ♥

to the future!

I'm not stuck in old memories, bygone loves.

I don't want back in my life failed stuff of yore. Overcome, I turn the page, clear the stage.

Alternatively, I prefer to move on, try something refreshing, find new people...

A start from scratch is thriving, full of different possibilities!

While others look for their past, receding, I go forward. 

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I avoid anchors(men - not saying sailors or presenters), I'm all for balloons (ones).

my life without me

No, it's not about the movie, despite having enjoyed it... It's about life, the real one. Mine.

Everything I've planned has become of others. On the side, at the time when I'm not there anymore.

It's just strange... Being a beholder of my old dreams which are finally coming true. However, too late for me.

Out of complaints, regrets or even sad unpleasant griefs, I can say, proud, loud and clear: so much the better!

Before, only possibilities; now, detachment.
 
Things happens when they should. It's not by chance the way they do... All in good time.

Otherwise, I'm pretty sure that everything it would be different. That is to say no changes. And, in the end, that's not what I've wanted.

All told: Away, I'm better. New aims! 

minette

Chuis éblouie pour la possibilité d'avoir une!

Petite et dorée. La mienne; LA NÔTRE, enfin. 

Mesant que j'ai hâte...

the knowledge house

That's what a library is! (even the small ones...)

They are full of wisdom. Most part of answers are there... So many explanations!

Further: magic stories, (fairy)tales, dreams... maps, recipes, tips, meanings, alternatives. Several universes in a single (unique) place!

Its books are its windows for the world, while through each one we can see it in a different way. A lot of possibilities, entire prosperity.

Well, I feel myself comfortable there, secure. I really appreciate only look at this silent and ample paradise (although he tells me a-plenty!).

My safe port. Enriqueta's too (actually, for anyone!).

meetings

That was hunger and the desire to eat put together.

Well, if I nibble all the time... perfect!

It works, at least. It ran... "Plim!"

I'm loving it.

throwing me up in the air

Although I’ve still feared novelty, I can’t stand anymore the current situation which seems some kind of dropped anchor. I’m feeling as a prisoner of the cruel destiny which I’m destined for.

Kicking the bucket and restarting - I honestly believe that it is my course from now - even with all difficulty I'll face so as to move on. Some losses are predictable…

Kicking the bucket and restarting - I honestly believe that it is my course from now - even with all difficulty I'll face so as to move on. Some losses are predictable...

The first step is always the hardest to be given. After that, everything tend to flows quite fine. Further, I have nothing (concrete) to lose… On the contrary,  betting my shirt on this possibility of change is an unique opportunity for me to really succeed. Here, my future have showed itself limited. There haven't worthy chances by now.

Unfortunately (even on the eve of those international events… which should be prosperous! Actually, is has been happening mainly owing to that!). 

the unknown

Something that is as unexplainable as exciting for me is not to know what is going to happen with us after any step we give. Certainly it occurs owing to the many possibilities which the future destines for us.

I wish to make good use of each opportunity from now, not wasting any one. Now it is possible to say that I recognize the real worth of every one. So, hey ho let’s go! - ahead.

anything can happen

I haven’t seen “Rio” yet. I know it has a Brazilian plot, about our  animals and stuffs. For sure I’m seeing as soon as possible. After all, I’m curious! Nevertheless, I reckon it is almost impossible touch me so deeply as “Wall-E” did.

Although the huge differences between both robots - one former, more antique and square, diverging from the other that has a high-tech design, rounder and cleaner; in addition not only of their skills and power but their diverse directrixes too, their love overcame these little ‘details’. Furthermore, all trouble they passed to save the plant and come back Earth was not enough to separate them.  

I confess I cried seeing feelings blooming inside him and Eve, while they figured out their sensitivities, dancing together, joining their mechanic hands, touching each other with their robotic types of fingers. I’m a silly girl, I admit: I believe in love at the first sight, even firstly from just one of the parts. Sometimes is necessary some time to happen reciprocally.

However it may be, hope springs eternal (on the movie, the little plant is a live proof of it - a real reason to believe!). Further: lonely, the small automaton used to have a workaholic daily routine amassing and stacking lots of garbage (besides collect interesting items) until know her… It said that good things come to those who wait. I think they are quite right.

Anything is possible.

hegemoniac things must come to an end too

Even the biggest empires such as Greek, Roman, along with the Mongolia and also the native peoples of South America (Incas, Mayas and Aztecas) succumbed. Since then, it’s impressive that their languages have spoken only locally nowadays - in Greek in Greece, Italian in Italy, Mongolian in Mongolia and some are not spoken anymore due to the genocide of that ethnic groups. 

Alternatively, England colonization’s effects can be seen (as well as heard) recently in many countries around the world - US, Canada, Ireland, Scotland, Australia, New Zeeland, likewise some nations in Africa and in United Kingdom. In the same way, no one would dispute that Spain dominated culturally its colonies - giving rise to them speak Spanish until now. France (with Napoleon), Holland (with Vikings) and Portugal (with its navigations) have their “attached” over the continents.  

I’m pointing this politic reality at the same time I disagree with the misbehaviour adopted for these settlers. As far as I’m concerned it would be better if each place would have its own traditional idiom. On the other hand, though overcoming the local culture (in name of God and colonist kings too), some places keep their local dialects, even being background. India is a good example of that.

At these days, neither wars nor economic problems are delimitating factors for this kind of changes anymore. Once, I got to think that it will be possible the American English cross all borders due to the capitalism voracity, similarly to what happened earlier to Latin, which predominate as a scientific code throughout many centuries. Cycles... I really don’t know if, in the future, everybody will speak mandarin, for instance, but I don't doubt. As I finished the former text: everything is possible or ‘impossible is nothing’!

true-lies agenda

It is said, here in Brazil, that the year begins after the carnival… Well, it used to be true. Nowadays, for the major part of population another period starts later… only when the BBB finish , what changes its  programming. As a consequence, every evening is going to be different for them from now. Since the end of this reality, for each one a new program is awaited.

The present doubtful 'real life' is driving me crazy since I simply can’t believe on nobody else anymore! So, I would like to can say that it all this is a big lie. However, unfortunately, it is not… It is our true.

Further:

I...

- should not be here;

- would be married if I had come back one more step behind;

- am not well-liked there for who is main important.

a past story as begun as not finished

Engaged with one of the most popular guys of the city, the also successful professional woman is quite satisfied. They compound a beautiful pair, envied for most part of single people, besides the couples… Inseparable, they are seen everywhere. This solemn-name family goes to cultural programming together.

Their children are not only so polite but also equally happy. Esteeming to each other is the main ingredient for their sweet united lives. All dinning are special, cooked with love. The sex is really fantastic due to the past experience of both. They are perfect lovers since they were introduced at Lancheria eight year ago.

A white two-floors house in the south area of the city, with big dogs running on the green garden, is often visited by closer friends and colleagues - famous people inclusively - owing to their jobs. On weekends, is a haunt of barbecues with pocket show of local singers or poets. Table of chess, card games, pool, ping pong and 'totó', as well as pinball entertain their “old” friends while the youngers play in the swimmingpool (or videogame  - against some adult guys). In the juke box, classic records are played.

Even the age difference between them - included the stepson, the twins and the little girl still inside her belly, was not enough to separate these good partners. Nor the 21 years which in the beginning were the double of his age (exactly when she was at  prime of her life) are a problem. It haven't ever been...indeed. This lack is necessary to complete themselves, making them entire, as only one.

Old school (or 'old is cool') always has been an important lesson there, in their home… minds, hearts, souls. The believe in them is with her, regardless of anything happened earlier, during or is coming in the future, soon. 

I'm sure that she would be happy living (exactly right now) this ‘their‘ story… (perfectly imperfect due to its no expectations, matters not told, a mystery made) I guess that could be possible, as the another world they  used to believe, even being separated.

It is just a look back (or forward?) of mine, reminding me dreams that haven't come true - but could, though.

bad wolf block(ed)

Today, on the April Fools Day everything may be said, believed and forgotten. Thus, a little care is pretty good...

Oppotunity makes thieves - inclusively, I recently knew (the other face of) one, and it wasn't a special occasion for it. There are many wolves (in sheep’s skin clothing) around, just waiting for a chance to get the jump on an innocent sheep (= someone ill-advised).

keep walking

Each day having to choose a different way to go ahead, or turning corners… It’s delicious explore new streets, cross over bridges - be it walking, riding a bike, by tram or boat... whatever! Come what may, in any case, being in Amsterdam, is a terrific experience.

One thing that inspires me while living here (mainly due to the distance from the “suburb” to downtown - more than 5km!) is discover the city, every little detail of that.  I've walked astonished at the circumstances... as if I could find my happiness everywhere!

I'm sure I could indeed! It's only a mere matter of time...

free to go wherever I want

Here, I feel myself free to walk around without any fear - even at night, with a bicycle or any expensive stuff in my possession. Not even the freezing weather dishearten me to go far outside… For me, it’s some kind of ‘fable’ the fact that in Holland they use clogs (wood shoes, somewhat heavy), which could make things worse for them. They don't, though.         

an old home life versus a new one

I enjoy my life style as well as my household utensils. Every single thing I have bought until now represents I succeed. I’ve been investing in it since I moved to Rio.

Sincerely, I’m confused because I’m quite cleaved with it. Nevertheless, I know I’m getting everything again soon, in another place. Furthermore, probably, (much more) things even better.

I’m pretty happy due to this possibility.

keep loving amy

I swear I would enjoy to go in one of her awaited concerts here in Brazil in the next days (or wherever! - Amy’s presentation is always worthwhile. However, here are some objections:

- I’ve not taken a VIP ticket or invitation;
- R$ 200 is too expensive. For me, in my present financial status, it is more that I can pay for;
- the place chosen by production  (HSBC Arena) is very far from home. It is necessary a transfer service... “Perrengue”(!);
- no one of my closer friends is going to (for me it is essential be in good company in this kind of event…)

Ok, I know that the life’s opportunities are over there and we should not waste it. Nevertheless, I’ll only another time…

Anyway… I’m (still) loving her - junkie or not (I’m not just paying for a risk - thus, I prefer her CDs, high fidelity recordings)!

somewhere

He is over there… walking, in metro, listening music, on the beach, watching concerts, drinking something, attending some course, driving, parking his car, stopped due to the traffic red light, taking for a walk his dog, telling a short story for his child, seating on the park, at club, shopping at the supermarket, choosing a DVD for tonight, cooking, working, studying, reading a book, taking a pícture, painting, riding a bike, learning another idiom; writing a poesy, an essay, a book, a thesis, a letter or lyrics; going to a stadium; playing an instrument, cards, tennis or soccer; surfing, jogging, planting flowers on the garden, travelling, giving a party; dinning, having lunch or a breakfast; supporting his team while is watching its game on television in a pub;  gazing at the sunset or sunrise; diving into the sea, sailing, flying, fishing, trekking, dancing, singing during the shower, connecting, being online, writing my blog, waiting for me… or mounting a horse - after all, what else could princes do?

Is it possible cross me on the street, looking at me (astounded), while I simply don’t see him? I must pay (more) attention... Also taking care with my appearance - even going to the bakery! It happens (of meeting someone special) when we least expect it! - maybe not, but PROBABLY, in these days your look is terrible, seems very tired and (all the worse:) you are dressed badly. [Oh, shit!]

bunny honey

I’m really excited about what is awaited for the Chinese year of the rabbit. I sincerely hope that 2011 will be a great period...

Sex, love, work, studies, huge changes, important resolutions... everything is possible with so many possibilities. 

Let’s enjoy any special time which will come!

anelos

O que eu desejo para 2011?

Ir ao longe, acima, adiante. Mudanças. Amor verdadeiro. Um parceiro que me leve aos céus. Prosperidade, esperança, paz, saúde, sorte, justiça. Paisagem convidativa, novos desafios, amigos, cultura. Oportunidade, conhecimento, felicidade infantil, possibilidade, estabilidade, um futuro promissor, realização.

E então, um mundo melhor.

so f*#% what?

A gente tenta... A mulherada anda realmente se esforçando para decifrar os sinais e tentar descobrir o que, afinal, querem os homens. André, personagem de Michel Melamed na minissérie global, que me desculpe, mas me parece que, hoje em dia, estamos nós mais encucadas com as intenções masculinas que o contrário.

Parece que os homens estão meio perdidos, sem saber que rumo tomar, o que fazer para chegarem a qualquer lugar que seja. Bom, mas 'mulher' creio ser algo que jamais vão deixar de desejar... agora, para granjeá-las, de fato, anda faltando galanteio no approach, manutenção desse cortejo no ‘after’ – super importante para um algo mais.

Ou... talvez, eles não estejam nem aí mesmo.  Uma noite e nada mais basta. Afinal, é MUITO difícil conquistar uma única mulher diversas vezes, do que várias avulsas, sem compromisso. Mais fácil partir para outra a se dedicar a algo mais intenso, que vai lhes exigir bastante (provavelmente o suficiente para os fazer desistir antes mesmo de tentar).

Enfim, HAJA disposição para desvendar tanto mistério, compreender a mente desses seres que passam praticamente a vida inteira escondendo o que sentem em segredos guardados a sete chaves, atrás de jogos de sedução e desculpas esfarrapadas que os afastam de possibilidades - de repente até de quem gosta deles de verdade.

Tudo é uma questão de escolha. Insistir, desistir, arriscar, envolver-se, privar-se, entregar-se ou negar. As oportunidades estão aí. Dúvidas e vontades também. Mas eu torço para que as certezas ainda sejam maiores e unam as pessoas, pois ninguém merece viver sozinho, no vácuo, descrente, esperançoso por alguma chance ou mudança, por mais milagrosa que seja, para levar histórias a diante.

a possibilidade perdida

 

Fui até o meu limite.

O que me fazia acreditar era uma plausível oportunidade de sermos felizes juntos, enquanto fosse possível - e era. Não insistiria em algo improvável.

Poderia ter dado certo, de qualquer forma. Mas, como um sonho que se tem sozinho é apenas um sonho, vou em busca da minha realidade para ser vivida com outro alguém, em outro contexto.

Não deu certo, paciência. Faz parte tentar. E seguir em frente, sempre. A grandeza desse amor todo está em mim - esse é o (meu) segredo.

à petit

Triste quando não caímos no gosto de quem desejamos... mesmo picantes como algumas mostardas exóticas.

Ainda bem que, no cardápio dessa vida, outros sabores são possíveis!

Gostosos como somos, o que não pode acontecer é aceitarmos ficar como segunda opção.

Daqui a pouco aparece alguém faminto por nós, exatamente como somos, e seremos devorados pelo amor.