<?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-8832465063789508762</id><updated>2011-09-26T14:45:38.841-07:00</updated><category term='show'/><category term='letra'/><category term='visual'/><category term='niver'/><category term='acordar'/><category term='forças'/><category term='integrantes'/><category term='mim'/><category term='mundo'/><category term='você'/><category term='almas'/><category term='querer'/><category term='carinho'/><category term='make'/><category term='shaman'/><category term='estrelas'/><category term='cabelo'/><category term='floripa'/><category term='mãe'/><category term='oração'/><category term='rescente'/><category term='estar'/><category term='sono'/><category term='amizade'/><category term='encontro'/><category term='itajaí'/><category term='transforma'/><category term='mãe natureza'/><category term='sorriso'/><category term='bondade'/><category term='batalha'/><category term='ideias'/><category term='praia'/><category term='brasil'/><category term='momentos'/><category term='memória'/><category term='iron'/><category term='vagar'/><category term='horizonte'/><category term='ferias'/><category term='mudanças'/><category term='rock'/><category term='sempre'/><category term='nova fase'/><category term='Questão'/><category term='sonhos'/><category term='havaianos'/><category term='anciosa'/><category term='thiago'/><category term='multiplicar'/><category term='tribalistas'/><category term='desabafo'/><category term='mudar'/><category term='alguém'/><category term='move'/><category term='esperar'/><category term='fé'/><category term='morte l'/><category term='gosto'/><category term='heavy'/><category term='metal'/><category term='fantasias'/><category term='coração'/><category term='tempo'/><category term='heroi'/><category term='xamã'/><category term='mesma'/><category term='hangar'/><category term='anjo'/><category term='josiane'/><category term='procurar'/><category term='final'/><category term='infallible'/><category term='ser'/><category term='sombras'/><category term='paz'/><category term='Ano Novo'/><category term='demora'/><category term='melhor'/><category term='alternativa'/><category term='meu'/><category term='cover'/><category term='mundos'/><category term='sozinha'/><category term='pose'/><category term='frio'/><category term='felicidade'/><category term='festa'/><category term='música'/><category term='lua'/><category term='mantra'/><category term='distancia'/><category term='filha'/><category term='eu'/><category term='rt'/><category term='pri'/><category term='vida'/><category term='tcc'/><category term='real'/><category term='natal'/><category term='foto'/><category term='leticia'/><category term='garotinha'/><category term='ficar'/><category term='banda'/><category term='filho'/><category term='presente'/><category term='amar'/><category term='filosofia'/><category term='balada'/><category term='beijar'/><category term='musica'/><category term='Hexa'/><category term='observando'/><category term='motorhead'/><category term='amigos'/><category term='sentir'/><category term='segredo'/><category term='pensamentos'/><category term='acreditar'/><category term='transformações'/><category term='espirito'/><category term='duvidas'/><category term='lágrimas'/><category term='ingresso'/><category term='amor'/><category term='aloha'/><category term='desistir'/><category term='braços'/><category term='cantinho'/><category term='caminho'/><category term='gemea'/><category term='loira'/><category term='razão'/><category term='sonho'/><category term='thompson'/><category term='viver'/><category term='luz'/><category term='abraçar'/><category term='chance'/><category term='anjos'/><category term='encontrar'/><category term='escuro'/><title type='text'>O Mundo com vários ângulos</title><subtitle type='html'>Este é um espaço que costumo postar o que tem me feito bem! Onde desejo compartilhar com que vistar! Obrigada!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-614894877220781082</id><published>2011-06-01T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:07:50.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tcc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praia'/><title type='text'>Frio</title><content type='html'>Bom dia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitivamente o frio demorou e chegou aqui em Itajaí/SC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vwRZqg1JVlA/TeY5ZnHmvLI/AAAAAAAAARI/5b3dKYfwHeo/s1600/frio+8.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vwRZqg1JVlA/TeY5ZnHmvLI/AAAAAAAAARI/5b3dKYfwHeo/s320/frio+8.gif" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;este final de semana teve ressaca nas praias .. areia nas calçadas e nas&amp;nbsp; ruas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meio do Ano Já.&lt;br /&gt;logo apresento meu TCC.&lt;br /&gt;e acaba a agonia disso.&lt;br /&gt;e comentou como que foi a apresentação.&lt;br /&gt;Um alivio e preocupação é q a minha Banca vai ser Fechada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom mês de Junho pra todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos da Josi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-614894877220781082?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/614894877220781082/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/06/frio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/614894877220781082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/614894877220781082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/06/frio.html' title='Frio'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vwRZqg1JVlA/TeY5ZnHmvLI/AAAAAAAAARI/5b3dKYfwHeo/s72-c/frio+8.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-7027633778742622174</id><published>2011-05-25T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T19:24:12.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vózinha</title><content type='html'>Minha Vózinha esta Internada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LvTPatl7dm0/SgWT0BzwSFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Qe6c1raXA4c/s1600/casal+crian%25C3%25A7as.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bc6lm7CuZAU/Td25Ea7BhBI/AAAAAAAAARE/JfqxeLWsFCs/s1600/72208_165597370125677_100000262462265_460549_349903_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bc6lm7CuZAU/Td25Ea7BhBI/AAAAAAAAARE/JfqxeLWsFCs/s320/72208_165597370125677_100000262462265_460549_349903_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Estes são meus avós!&lt;br /&gt;Meu Avô teve AVC, mas esta se recuperando.&lt;br /&gt;Minha vózinha ta complicado o quadro de saúde dela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora esta nas Mãos de DEUS o que vai ser dela.&lt;br /&gt;Se ela volta pra casa.. ou vai pro lado de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda na Luta com o TCC aqui, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-7027633778742622174?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7027633778742622174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/05/vozinha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/7027633778742622174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/7027633778742622174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/05/vozinha.html' title='Vózinha'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bc6lm7CuZAU/Td25Ea7BhBI/AAAAAAAAARE/JfqxeLWsFCs/s72-c/72208_165597370125677_100000262462265_460549_349903_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-5513323671990227144</id><published>2011-05-24T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T06:12:07.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tcc'/><title type='text'>TCC</title><content type='html'>só passando pra dizer que estou na Briga com o TCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDop0flaWEs/TduufWGK4kI/AAAAAAAAARA/_8OQxs_GRIk/s1600/TCC_coffeecup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDop0flaWEs/TduufWGK4kI/AAAAAAAAARA/_8OQxs_GRIk/s320/TCC_coffeecup.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;quando puder volto com mais tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-5513323671990227144?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/5513323671990227144/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/05/tcc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/5513323671990227144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/5513323671990227144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/05/tcc.html' title='TCC'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LDop0flaWEs/TduufWGK4kI/AAAAAAAAARA/_8OQxs_GRIk/s72-c/TCC_coffeecup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-1715548906907951939</id><published>2011-05-17T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T16:04:01.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mantra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='espirito'/><title type='text'>Como um Mantra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4cffSG4YojA/TdL7rLO6mSI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/9iFOCAFgyBk/s1600/almag.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4cffSG4YojA/TdL7rLO6mSI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/9iFOCAFgyBk/s320/almag.JPG" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Achei nas minhas coisas e quero compartilhar!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Oração!!! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;Isto é tudo que eu preciso fazer para que tudo o que foi perdido seja encontrado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;Para que tudo o que vim aprender me seja ensinado e que eu aprenda em graça, beleza e alegria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;Para que o Espirito Santo de Deus me guie e me ilumine por toda a minha vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;Para dormir e acordar na serena confiança de que os braços de Deus envolvem o meu corpo e tudo que é bom para mim e através de mim, assim já é e continuará sendo por toda a minha vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"&gt;Para que todos os beneficios fisicos, financeiros, emocionais, mentais e espirituais, que são meus por direito cósmico universal, chovam sobre mim qual maná e eu os recolha serenamente a cada dia em graça, beleza e alegria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que Assim Seja!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A imagem foi pq achei linda mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sei que muitas pessoas acreditam e outras não acreditam em nada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mas neste meu espaço eu tenho postado tudo que me faz bem !! Compartilho com que interessar-se por este meu cantinho virtual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Boa Noite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;e um ótimo restinho de semana!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;beijos pra quem fica!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-1715548906907951939?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/1715548906907951939/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/05/como-um-mantra.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/1715548906907951939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/1715548906907951939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/05/como-um-mantra.html' title='Como um Mantra'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4cffSG4YojA/TdL7rLO6mSI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/9iFOCAFgyBk/s72-c/almag.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-56009341204234994</id><published>2011-05-12T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:26:00.046-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motorhead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='floripa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camiseta'/><title type='text'>Eu Fui - Motörhead</title><content type='html'>Camiseta que comprei na saída do Show em Floripa.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FZfnHbFdCPw/TcvpqaCKotI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xRdP-QdUOK0/s1600/DSC01907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FZfnHbFdCPw/TcvpqaCKotI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xRdP-QdUOK0/s320/DSC01907.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma Boa Quinta pra quem fica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-56009341204234994?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/56009341204234994/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-fui-motorhead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/56009341204234994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/56009341204234994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/05/eu-fui-motorhead.html' title='Eu Fui - Motörhead'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FZfnHbFdCPw/TcvpqaCKotI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xRdP-QdUOK0/s72-c/DSC01907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-3627569639858149210</id><published>2011-05-05T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T17:10:49.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motorhead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='floripa'/><title type='text'>Motorhead - SHOW</title><content type='html'>OLá GenTem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumida?&lt;br /&gt;eu sei, mas enfim, vida de universitária é dose.&lt;br /&gt;meu TCC me consome dia-a-dia.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o show do Lendário Lemmy e Motorhead em Floripa me fizeram largar as coisas e partir pro SHow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegar perto do FLoripa Music Hall e ver aquela Legião de Fãns, todos pareciam Uniformizados de Preto e camisas de bandas de Metal ou então camisa da própria Banda.&lt;br /&gt;Senti o sangue pulsa, me sentindo em casa com aquela vibração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excursão de tudo que era canto!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pra ver Motorhead, gente ... teve Roda-PUNK, mas no maior respeito e irmandade.&lt;br /&gt;Vou postar umas fotinhos pra terem noção da Grandeza!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos da Josi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;Boa Noite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: #9fc5e8; clear: both; color: #741b47; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uh-3x0wsE3A/TaZWDf7jMtI/AAAAAAAAAPk/b-KfSkc7SRI/s1600/guerreira+triste.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uh-3x0wsE3A/TaZWDf7jMtI/AAAAAAAAAPk/b-KfSkc7SRI/s320/guerreira+triste.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;Quero tirar um tempinho pra escrever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;Sabe, minha vida tem tomado rumos um tanto quantos "alucinados".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;Fases, etapas... vida, trabalho, pessoal e tudo ao meu redor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt; Tem dias que pareço descer ao inferno... outros pareço estar na calmaria dos céus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;Vejo pessoas como um incrivel e grande ponto de Interrogação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;Lidar todos dias com pessoas tem sido uma tarefa complicada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;Você não sabe se virá um sorriso amigo ou uma ferroada dolorida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;As vezes escuto repetidamente a frase "O Mundo é Mau".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;O mundo não é mau, mas sim as pessoas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;Me pergunto, quanto mais as coisas ainda vão piorar neste mundo "sem lei".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;Onde muitas pessoas acham, que enganar, trair, ludibirar, roubar .. e afins é o "grande negócio".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;Tenho muita esperança que as coisas possam melhorar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;Só que a TV quer vender desgraça, imoralidade e ignorância.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;Queria escrever coisas bonitas, mas hoje fiquei indignada com tantas coisas que tenho visto e acontecido comigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;Desabafando um pouco sobre este MUNDO em que vivo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: #741b47;"&gt;Beijos pra vcs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-3032476864441267004?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3032476864441267004/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/04/etapas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/3032476864441267004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/3032476864441267004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/04/etapas.html' title='Etapas'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uh-3x0wsE3A/TaZWDf7jMtI/AAAAAAAAAPk/b-KfSkc7SRI/s72-c/guerreira+triste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-2732100544901694512</id><published>2011-03-11T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T10:39:24.489-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hangar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='integrantes'/><title type='text'>Integrante do Hangar</title><content type='html'>vou postar as fotos q bati com os Integrantes do Hangar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gQWdSE61b4A/TXpq_SWf1_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/1r3pF06PmPw/s1600/Eduardo%252C+eu+e+Nando1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gQWdSE61b4A/TXpq_SWf1_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/1r3pF06PmPw/s320/Eduardo%252C+eu+e+Nando1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eduardo (Guitarra), eu e Nando Mello (Baixo) &lt;br /&gt;Foi muito legal, os integrantes sao todos muito queridos e humildes !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-v3_E_YSUpJI/TXprLkJQi4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/_tNFbblBf9I/s1600/eu+e+o+Aquiles1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-v3_E_YSUpJI/TXprLkJQi4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/_tNFbblBf9I/s320/eu+e+o+Aquiles1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Com Aquiles (Melhor Batera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fOBsnq9Bzmo/TXpq3AUwnxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1JEnZLrYAr8/s1600/F%25C3%25A1bio+e+eu1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fOBsnq9Bzmo/TXpq3AUwnxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1JEnZLrYAr8/s320/F%25C3%25A1bio+e+eu1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fábio Laguna (Teclado, alias Teclados)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-A-LUJrf7mx8/TXpqicEiDGI/AAAAAAAAAO8/w7lf98g91oM/s1600/eu+e+o+Humberto.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-A-LUJrf7mx8/TXpqicEiDGI/AAAAAAAAAO8/w7lf98g91oM/s320/eu+e+o+Humberto.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;e com Humberto Sobrinho - VOCAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boa sexta!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos da Josi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-2732100544901694512?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2732100544901694512/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/03/integrante-do-hangar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/2732100544901694512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/2732100544901694512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/03/integrante-do-hangar.html' title='Integrante do Hangar'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gQWdSE61b4A/TXpq_SWf1_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/1r3pF06PmPw/s72-c/Eduardo%252C+eu+e+Nando1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-6253983097073861508</id><published>2011-03-07T15:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T15:14:05.788-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xamã'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='havaianos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aloha'/><title type='text'>ALOHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A Filosofia ALOHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dvh_D8Oobxk/TXVjpbxeCOI/AAAAAAAAAO0/iCzbh-02-B0/s1600/ALOHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dvh_D8Oobxk/TXVjpbxeCOI/AAAAAAAAAO0/iCzbh-02-B0/s320/ALOHA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581476876676630754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Os Kahunas são pajés/feitceiros/xamãs havaianos, que há cinco mil anos praticam a magia HUNA - A Ciência do Bem Viver. Esta filosofia mostra que o mundo e a vida vão se transformando de acordo com nossos desejos e ações. O princípio dessa filosofia se resume na palavra ALOHA. A palavra ALOHA é composta de princípios:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A - de ALA = ver a vida de forma a estar sempre alerta, de "olhos curiosos";&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;L - de LOKALI = trabalhar com a unidade (corpo, emoção, mente, espírito);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;O - de OIAIO = honestidade;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;H - de HÁ' AHA' A = humildade;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A - de AHONUI = paciência e perseverança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A filosofia ALOHA pode ser traduzida em: OS JUBILOSOS COMPARTILHAM A ENERGIA VITAL NO PRESENTE. Ou Seja: todos nós possuímos, aqui, a energia necessária para a realização de nossos objetivos. A filosofia ALOHA possui sete palavras mágicas de poder que significam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1. IKE: O mundo é o que você pensa que ele é!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2. KALA: Não existem limites!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;3. MAKIA: A energia flui para onde vai a atenção!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;4. MANAWA: Agora é o instante do Poder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;5. ALOHA: Amor é estar feliz com ... !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;6. MANA: Todo o Poder vem do nosso interior!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;7. PONO: A medida da Verdade é a eficácia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Um bom feriado a Todos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;beijos da Josi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-6253983097073861508?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6253983097073861508/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/03/aloha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/6253983097073861508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/6253983097073861508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/03/aloha.html' title='ALOHA'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dvh_D8Oobxk/TXVjpbxeCOI/AAAAAAAAAO0/iCzbh-02-B0/s72-c/ALOHA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-2516306695580812060</id><published>2011-02-27T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T17:39:15.121-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infallible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hangar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letra'/><title type='text'>Hangar - Mais uma do Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_HvE11sjNAs/TWr8WbI5whI/AAAAAAAAAOM/egQWzl9bVZA/s1600/DSC01707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_HvE11sjNAs/TWr8WbI5whI/AAAAAAAAAOM/egQWzl9bVZA/s320/DSC01707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578548550624199186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Show teve um momento que a pele Arrepiou, é uma música do Cd INFALLIBLE que tras com a letra uma coisa muito Forte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como disse o Humberto no SHow antes de cantá-la... é para aqueles que tem um sonho e acreditam nele!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Time to Forget&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time has come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your past is knocking at your door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw my face with broken smiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's time to forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the mistakes you have done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's time to believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mistakes will make me learn and learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have anything to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have to believe in someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make your spirit feel so strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you will never be alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have to believe in someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe in yourself again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One second can change your belief again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be careful, 'cause you can be wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if you never try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can you believe that you are strong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time has come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to break these chains alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's time to forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the mistakes you have done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's time to believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mistakes will make me learn and learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have anything to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have to believe in someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make your spirit feel so strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you will never be alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have to believe in someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe in yourself again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have anything to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have to believe in someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make your spirit feel so strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you will never be alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have to believe in someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe in yourself again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have to believe in someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe in yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Tempo Para Esquecer&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chegou a hora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seu passado está batendo em sua porta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quantas vezes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu vi meu rosto com um sorriso quebrado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora é hora de esquecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todos os erros que você cometeu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora é hora de acreditar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meus erros me farão aprender e aprender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se você tem alguma coisa a dizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se você tem que acreditar em alguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faça o seu espírito se sentir forte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E você nunca estará sozinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se você tem que acreditar em alguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acredite em si mesmo novamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um segundo pode mudar a sua crença novamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tenha cuidado, porque você pode estar errado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas se você nunca tentar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como você pode acreditar que você é forte?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chegou a hora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu quero quebrar essas correntes sozinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora é hora de esquecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todos os erros que você cometeu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora é hora de acreditar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meus erros me farão aprender e aprender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se você tem alguma coisa a dizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se você tem que acreditar em alguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faça o seu espírito se sentir forte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E você nunca estará sozinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se você tem que acreditar em alguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acredite em si mesmo novamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se você tem alguma coisa a dizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se você tem que acreditar em alguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faça o seu espírito se sentir forte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E você nunca estará sozinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se você tem que acreditar em alguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acredite em si mesmo novamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se você tem que acreditar em alguém&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acredite em si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-==-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom domingo a Todos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/8832465063789508762-2516306695580812060?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2516306695580812060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/02/hangar-mais-uma-do-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/2516306695580812060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/2516306695580812060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/02/hangar-mais-uma-do-show.html' title='Hangar - Mais uma do Show'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_HvE11sjNAs/TWr8WbI5whI/AAAAAAAAAOM/egQWzl9bVZA/s72-c/DSC01707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-5384161134396865760</id><published>2011-02-24T04:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T04:31:30.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Show do Hangar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqcb2ukvhH8/TWZPk_kdSuI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5jRRIFyd4XI/s1600/DSC01663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqcb2ukvhH8/TWZPk_kdSuI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5jRRIFyd4XI/s320/DSC01663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577232685503171298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma fotinho do SHOw... vou postando conforme vou me lembrando.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;este Show foi o Melhor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-5384161134396865760?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/5384161134396865760/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/02/show-do-hangar_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/5384161134396865760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/5384161134396865760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/02/show-do-hangar_24.html' title='Show do 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HfO0lYeFFPY/TWQCkMqBGTI/AAAAAAAAAN8/o3UsQeuGl2Y/s1600/show%2Bhangar%2Bteatro.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HfO0lYeFFPY/TWQCkMqBGTI/AAAAAAAAAN8/o3UsQeuGl2Y/s320/show%2Bhangar%2Bteatro.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576585059487521074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;este foi o cartaz da divulgação do Show.&lt;br /&gt;EU fui....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postarei fotos ao longo do tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-3626739384482228061?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HfO0lYeFFPY/TWQCkMqBGTI/AAAAAAAAAN8/o3UsQeuGl2Y/s72-c/show%2Bhangar%2Bteatro.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-6913986808635535596</id><published>2011-01-22T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T06:01:11.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nós !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TTrjG38JJAI/AAAAAAAAANg/utDGzLPvtXI/s1600/DSC01623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TTrjG38JJAI/AAAAAAAAANg/utDGzLPvtXI/s320/DSC01623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565009996804596738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olá.. voltei e resolvi postar a foto de uma pessoa q tem me feito muito bem.&lt;br /&gt;e agora é meu namorado: Anderson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero e torço muito neste romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos da Josi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-6913986808635535596?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6913986808635535596/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2011/01/nos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/6913986808635535596'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rescente'/><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TRjRp_ikNWI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SxxkYDu4-Vg/s1600/twiter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TRjRp_ikNWI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SxxkYDu4-Vg/s320/twiter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555420659722761570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só postando mais uma fotinho minha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;este está mais rescente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-3980277956850579454?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TRjRp_ikNWI/AAAAAAAAAM4/SxxkYDu4-Vg/s72-c/twiter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-7630781945182045161</id><published>2010-12-01T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T17:20:15.459-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ferias'/><title type='text'>Natal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TPbznHmbYkI/AAAAAAAAAMY/aPC21vkcRe4/s1600/DSC014144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TPbznHmbYkI/AAAAAAAAAMY/aPC21vkcRe4/s320/DSC014144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545887844534018626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Só pra não deixar de mencionar.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natal ta chegando , aulas acabando.... TCC vai terminar e eu me formar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aleluia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-7630781945182045161?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7630781945182045161/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/12/natal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/7630781945182045161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/7630781945182045161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/12/natal.html' title='Natal...'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TPbznHmbYkI/AAAAAAAAAMY/aPC21vkcRe4/s72-c/DSC014144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-1655771736629670566</id><published>2010-11-27T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T06:43:46.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natal Metalico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TPEY0MexO_I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rBD-lyrgKxo/s1600/natal%2Bmet%25C3%25A1lico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TPEY0MexO_I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rBD-lyrgKxo/s320/natal%2Bmet%25C3%25A1lico.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544239901252336626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uruww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agitando o Natal aqui da Região.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada mês uma atração pra animar a noitada de quem  curte, Metal e ROck'N Roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-1655771736629670566?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/1655771736629670566/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/11/natal-metalico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/1655771736629670566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/1655771736629670566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/11/natal-metalico.html' title='Natal Metalico'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TPEY0MexO_I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rBD-lyrgKxo/s72-c/natal%2Bmet%25C3%25A1lico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-2382833817999119859</id><published>2010-11-13T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T06:53:21.946-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iron'/><title type='text'>Show Imperdível!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TN6mFY7FRfI/AAAAAAAAAME/l4QBASbHYzg/s1600/iron%2Bcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TN6mFY7FRfI/AAAAAAAAAME/l4QBASbHYzg/s320/iron%2Bcover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539047203232105970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é Hj !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Melhor Banda Cover do Iron Maiden no JB.&lt;br /&gt;Children Of The Beast ... são Fod@as !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom fina lde semana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-2382833817999119859?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2382833817999119859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/11/show-imperdivel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/2382833817999119859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/2382833817999119859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/11/show-imperdivel.html' title='Show Imperdível!'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TN6mFY7FRfI/AAAAAAAAAME/l4QBASbHYzg/s72-c/iron%2Bcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-8135012522620773428</id><published>2010-11-04T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T10:57:55.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='josiane'/><title type='text'>Loira?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TNL0DfAT8vI/AAAAAAAAAL4/1DD2HrlvvVQ/s1600/Loira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TNL0DfAT8vI/AAAAAAAAAL4/1DD2HrlvvVQ/s320/Loira.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535755232691352306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aos poucos cheguei...&lt;br /&gt;Tô loira sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;me costumando ainda, mas feliz com o resultado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-8135012522620773428?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/8135012522620773428/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/11/loira.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/8135012522620773428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/8135012522620773428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/11/loira.html' title='Loira?'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TNL0DfAT8vI/AAAAAAAAAL4/1DD2HrlvvVQ/s72-c/Loira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-4347131560248818379</id><published>2010-09-10T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T18:46:53.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='josiane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make'/><title type='text'>ualll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TIrfPxzRXII/AAAAAAAAALk/PEngiKb-Wns/s1600/DSC01204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TIrfPxzRXII/AAAAAAAAALk/PEngiKb-Wns/s320/DSC01204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515466155828010114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhehe&lt;br /&gt;Depois de uma palestra.... Workshop de Make Up.&lt;br /&gt;09-09-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-4347131560248818379?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/4347131560248818379/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/09/ualll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/4347131560248818379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/4347131560248818379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/09/ualll.html' title='ualll'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TIrfPxzRXII/AAAAAAAAALk/PEngiKb-Wns/s72-c/DSC01204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-6437930804502481257</id><published>2010-08-29T17:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T17:30:48.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='niver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='josiane'/><title type='text'>Aniversário</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/THr7lJnIP1I/AAAAAAAAALc/2Elhfy_DzoI/s1600/DSC01015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/THr7lJnIP1I/AAAAAAAAALc/2Elhfy_DzoI/s320/DSC01015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510993709694992210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opa Opa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pri e EU no DIDGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só pra dar o Ar da Graça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-6437930804502481257?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6437930804502481257/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/08/aniversario.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/6437930804502481257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/6437930804502481257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/08/aniversario.html' title='Aniversário'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/THr7lJnIP1I/AAAAAAAAALc/2Elhfy_DzoI/s72-c/DSC01015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-2986067254031338195</id><published>2010-08-15T18:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T18:50:47.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balada'/><title type='text'>Na Balada!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TGiYymKDFCI/AAAAAAAAALM/2iw4j1ROYfw/s1600/eu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TGiYymKDFCI/AAAAAAAAALM/2iw4j1ROYfw/s320/eu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505818539464004642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabado no Santa Hora!&lt;br /&gt;Tão bom estar com os amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de um tempo sem sair ...&lt;br /&gt;Envolvida com o TCC ... nossa.&lt;br /&gt;E tbm estava tão sucegadinha, achando q tinha dado um rumo pro Coraçãozinho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazer o q... seguir em frente né.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-2986067254031338195?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2986067254031338195/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/08/na-balada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/2986067254031338195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/2986067254031338195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/08/na-balada.html' title='Na Balada!'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TGiYymKDFCI/AAAAAAAAALM/2iw4j1ROYfw/s72-c/eu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-6728342823366240801</id><published>2010-08-11T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T12:02:35.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabelo'/><title type='text'>Novo Visual</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TGLziuU4byI/AAAAAAAAALA/p7fsQvcQljY/s1600/31072010024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TGLziuU4byI/AAAAAAAAALA/p7fsQvcQljY/s320/31072010024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504229472476884770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oie!!&lt;br /&gt;Dando o ar da graça!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero mostrar pra vcs, o novo Visual.&lt;br /&gt;Fiz mechas no cabelo !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero q tenham gostado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-6728342823366240801?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6728342823366240801/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/08/novo-visual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/6728342823366240801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/6728342823366240801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/08/novo-visual.html' title='Novo Visual'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TGLziuU4byI/AAAAAAAAALA/p7fsQvcQljY/s72-c/31072010024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-2483295001627358890</id><published>2010-07-22T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T11:48:25.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nova fase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='distancia'/><title type='text'>Hummm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TEiReisfQwI/AAAAAAAAAKw/q1SugLodwF4/s1600/amor+distante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TEiReisfQwI/AAAAAAAAAKw/q1SugLodwF4/s320/amor+distante.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496803299101197058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uma nova fase tem começado em minha Vida.&lt;br /&gt;Muitos planos realizados, outros que não estavam pro momento .. parece que tomou rumo por si próprio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certas coisas chegando acabando ocasionando alegrias, novas expectativas..&lt;br /&gt;Mas confesso, tento ser prudente ... porém a graça maior as vezzes é arriscar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-2483295001627358890?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2483295001627358890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/07/hummm.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/2483295001627358890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/2483295001627358890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/07/hummm.html' title='Hummm'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TEiReisfQwI/AAAAAAAAAKw/q1SugLodwF4/s72-c/amor+distante.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-6337742807357963166</id><published>2010-07-10T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T09:16:49.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arising Thunder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TDiSmY1CJQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/zDi_K7T3xDE/s1600/letra+e+imagem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TDiSmY1CJQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/zDi_K7T3xDE/s320/letra+e+imagem.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492300933775893762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novo Single do ANGRA.&lt;br /&gt;Clike na  Imagem, q fica melhor de ver a Letra!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-6337742807357963166?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6337742807357963166/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/07/arising-thundere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/6337742807357963166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/6337742807357963166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/07/arising-thundere.html' title='Arising Thunder'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TDiSmY1CJQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/zDi_K7T3xDE/s72-c/letra+e+imagem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-1756263960656119181</id><published>2010-07-07T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T06:37:25.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hexa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brasil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='josiane'/><title type='text'>Euzinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TDSDBYzD_AI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SMyWJ_e9bsI/s1600/DSC00729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TDSDBYzD_AI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SMyWJ_e9bsI/s320/DSC00729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491157905531206658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Só pra dar  o ar da Graça!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Saudades de estar por aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brasil não trouxe o HEXA, mas não deixode ser Brasileira. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Vindo a ultima fase da Facul..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;TCC é o tormento chegando.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mas isso significa que estou sobrevivendo.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-1756263960656119181?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/1756263960656119181/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/07/euzinha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/1756263960656119181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/1756263960656119181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/07/euzinha.html' title='Euzinha'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TDSDBYzD_AI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SMyWJ_e9bsI/s72-c/DSC00729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-1458963814026739909</id><published>2010-06-23T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T06:29:33.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='final'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><title type='text'>Shaman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TCIMC_6QtII/AAAAAAAAAKU/TAcoTc-oWas/s1600/DSC00681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TCIMC_6QtII/AAAAAAAAAKU/TAcoTc-oWas/s320/DSC00681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485960541745755266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma foto do SHow.&lt;br /&gt;Esta foi de quando eles encerraram o SHow e fico akela vontade de quero mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vou esquecer este SHow.&lt;br /&gt;Memorável!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada Integrante mostrou que se importa com os fãns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-1458963814026739909?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/1458963814026739909/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/06/shaman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/1458963814026739909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/1458963814026739909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/06/shaman.html' title='Shaman'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TCIMC_6QtII/AAAAAAAAAKU/TAcoTc-oWas/s72-c/DSC00681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-137406745268930452</id><published>2010-06-14T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T12:13:21.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thiago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TBZ-8h22WLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Y07a-gwbK9U/s1600/THiago+e+eu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TBZ-8h22WLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Y07a-gwbK9U/s320/THiago+e+eu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482709174715832498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thiago Bianchi do Shaman, depois do SHOW.&lt;br /&gt;É um ser extremamente querido.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o SHOW foi Inesquecível.&lt;br /&gt;Postarei mais fotos, assim q dando tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bejos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-137406745268930452?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/137406745268930452/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/06/thiago-bianchi-do-shaman-depois-do-show.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/137406745268930452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/137406745268930452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/06/thiago-bianchi-do-shaman-depois-do-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TBZ-8h22WLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Y07a-gwbK9U/s72-c/THiago+e+eu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-4313800538887881186</id><published>2010-06-11T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T05:03:22.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ingresso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anciosa'/><title type='text'>Anciosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TBIlUQbufII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NDIm-49kn9g/s1600/Imagem006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TBIlUQbufII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NDIm-49kn9g/s320/Imagem006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481484726402186370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Amanhã!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Aix como estou anciosa pro Show de Amanhã!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Esta é uma das vantagens de se estar solteira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Poder ir num Show e bagunçar com as amigas....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Não se preocupar se quiser chamar os integrantes de Lindos,  gatinhos e aind pedir pra bater foto com eles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Tomara q seja tudo de bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Porque tudo tá encaminhando pra ser um SHOW inesquecível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-4313800538887881186?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/4313800538887881186/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/06/anciosa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/4313800538887881186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/4313800538887881186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/06/anciosa.html' title='Anciosa'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TBIlUQbufII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/NDIm-49kn9g/s72-c/Imagem006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-7106504400815542607</id><published>2010-06-09T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T11:31:01.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavy'/><title type='text'>Show !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TA_dYZyeNUI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2K5iLibZSPY/s1600/show+shaman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TA_dYZyeNUI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2K5iLibZSPY/s320/show+shaman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480842682842363202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Postando meio rapidaum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não consigo acreditar que vou ver um SHow deles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muitos anos esperando por isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que tudo de certo, para q eu possa curtir o Show do Shaman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beijos da Josi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-7106504400815542607?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7106504400815542607/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/06/show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/7106504400815542607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/7106504400815542607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/06/show.html' title='Show !!!'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/TA_dYZyeNUI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2K5iLibZSPY/s72-c/show+shaman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-3100971077146152059</id><published>2010-05-12T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T12:08:44.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Música</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/S-r8W2eGGZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cXD7Y5_M2v0/s1600/casal+nas+trevass.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/S-r8W2eGGZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cXD7Y5_M2v0/s320/casal+nas+trevass.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470462166903953810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 191);font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:14px;color:#bf00bf;"   &gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span widget="" cmd="msgaction_ext:subjectSearch" class="cgSelectable" style="cursor: pointer;font-size:130%;" title="Exibir todos os emails com este assunto" &gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Nickelback - Never Gonna be Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{{Nunca Vai Estar Sozinha}}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O tempo está passando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Muito mais rápido do que eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E eu estou começando a me arrepender, de não passá-lo com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Agora eu estou imaginando porque, deixei isso preso dentro de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Então, estou começando a me arrepender de não ter dito tudo para  você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Então, se eu ainda não o fiz, tenho que deixar você saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Você nunca vai estar sozinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;De agora em diante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mesmo que você pense em desistir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não vou deixá-la cair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Você nunca vai estar sozinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vou te segurar até a dor passar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E agora, enquanto eu puder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Estarei te segurando com ambas as mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pois sempre acreditei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Que não há nada que eu precise a não ser você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Então, se eu ainda não o fiz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tenho que deixar você saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Você nunca vai estar sozinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;De agora em diante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mesmo que você pense em desistir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não vou deixá-la cair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quando toda a esperança tiver desaparecida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu sei que você pode continuar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vamos ver o mundo sozinhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vou te segurar até a dor passar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ooooh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Você tem que viver cada dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Como se fosse o único&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E se o amanhã nunca chegar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não o deixe escapar, poderia ser a nosso único dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Você sabe que apenas começou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cada dia, pode ser nosso único&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E se o amanhã nunca chegar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amanhã nunca chegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O tempo, está passando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Muito mais rápido do que eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Estou começando a me arrepender de não ter dito tudo para você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Você nunca vai estar sozinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;De agora em diante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mesmo que você pense em desistir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não vou deixá-la cair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quando toda a esperança se for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu sei que você pode continuar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vamos ver o mundo sozinhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vou te segurar até a dor passar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu estarei lá de qualquer forma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não vou desperdiçar mais nenhum dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu estarei lá de qualquer forma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não vou desperdiçar mais nenhum dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorei esta musica.&lt;br /&gt;Quem puder ver o clip, vai arrepiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos da Josi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-3100971077146152059?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3100971077146152059/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/05/musica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/3100971077146152059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/3100971077146152059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/05/musica.html' title='Música'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/S-r8W2eGGZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/cXD7Y5_M2v0/s72-c/casal+nas+trevass.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-2458456383287105769</id><published>2010-05-10T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:51:46.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='segredo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorriso'/><title type='text'>Segredos de meu Coração...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/S-jANRDZumI/AAAAAAAAAJc/eojaMN0nvE4/s1600/crian%C3%A7as+carinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/S-jANRDZumI/AAAAAAAAAJc/eojaMN0nvE4/s320/crian%C3%A7as+carinho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469833081589971554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haveria dias que esperaria pra ter seu sorriso mais alegre ao me ver.&lt;br /&gt;Haveria semanas a contar as vezes que nos olhamos.&lt;br /&gt;Haveria momentos que desejaria ter sua ligação tocando no meu celular.&lt;br /&gt;Haveria situações que acreditaria ter sua presença surpresa para me trazer felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Haveria meses que não queria ver passar.&lt;br /&gt;Haveria vontade de dizer que era sonho, e que a dor da realidade machuca.&lt;br /&gt;Haveria tantos haver se eu pudesse te esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;Mas sua presença me aquece, me anima, me felicita e dá coragem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração já te quis tanto que não lembra de como não querer.&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração cria idéias de você  e eu ser nós um dia.&lt;br /&gt;Minha mente,  pensa que você vai me surpreender com palavras, surpresas e gestos.&lt;br /&gt;Minha alegria se faz em lembranças que aperta o coração e cria lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dá um aperto, mas um alivio.. porque mesmo assim não deixo de gostar.&lt;br /&gt;Sabendo que vive mesmo a  distância...&lt;br /&gt;Que teu sorriso, tua preocupação e brincadeiras são sinceras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto sentir você por perto me basta.&lt;br /&gt;Tua amizade, se transformou em algo real e sincero.&lt;br /&gt;Por mais fora de alcance.. é algo pra sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe quando a cabeça diz esquece.. e&lt;br /&gt;o coração diz, não desista ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permaneço no meu devido lugar, sei que isso pode passar, como ainda perdurar..&lt;br /&gt;e no final tudo ficar em registros mentais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque são meus, únicos, sentimentos, lembranças, papeis, gestos,  calor do abraço, o suave toque dos lábios...enfim cada detalhe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o espaço e tempo são irmãos, caminham lado a lado de mãos dadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada dia me permito... me privo... mas eu vivo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não deveria me iludir e acho que não me iludo, mas o destino me cria peças e me faz estar de encontro contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seja o que vier... e venha o que vier.&lt;br /&gt;Você chegou na hora mais louca da minha vida...&lt;br /&gt;Mecheu com minha sanidade... e maturidade!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E as palavras que nunca lhe falei.. eu guardarei comigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&gt; By Josiane Aviz.&lt;====&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-2458456383287105769?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2458456383287105769/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/05/segredos-de-meu-coracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/2458456383287105769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/2458456383287105769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/05/segredos-de-meu-coracao.html' title='Segredos de meu Coração...'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/S-jANRDZumI/AAAAAAAAAJc/eojaMN0nvE4/s72-c/crian%C3%A7as+carinho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-5998901261414830463</id><published>2010-01-16T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T17:26:16.931-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tempo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternativa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>O que realmente buscamos?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/S1JfL9i-TRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/eSgSKi6MpMc/s1600-h/01+rosa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/S1JfL9i-TRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/eSgSKi6MpMc/s320/01+rosa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427505160039320850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou vendo nos últimos anos o que as pessoas têm feito a elas mesmas.&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas tiram de ordens certas metas da Vida.&lt;br /&gt;Começam almejando mais ou menos nesta ordem..  Dinheiro, cargo de status, estabilidade, festas, pessoas de beleza física ou influências.. e assim por diante.&lt;br /&gt;Mas com o tempo viram que só adiaram o que de fatos todos procuram: AMOR.&lt;br /&gt;Procuram mais tarde ter uma família .. um porto seguro.&lt;br /&gt;Buscam atingir certas coisas primeiro e deixando pra depois e depois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando percebem,  o dinheiro não será mais algo que vá ajudar, vai prejudicar em alguns momentos, por não saber se as pessoas se aproximam de você pela pessoa que és, e sim pelo que tens.&lt;br /&gt;Cargo de status, para depois não ter com quem dividir ou por quem sonhar mais e mais em crescer.&lt;br /&gt;As festas despertavam amores de uma noite só, falsas paixões, alegriasm momentaneas.&lt;br /&gt;O corpo que era o templo, se desgasta, perde a vivacidade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E passando tudo num período, percebe que o que ficava de lado era tudo que desejava e fugia.&lt;br /&gt;Amizade é algo que também acaba sendo afeta por alguns momentos nesta turbulência.&lt;br /&gt;Num momento de desespero, procura transferir na outra pessoa a responsabilidade de que a felicidade existe.&lt;br /&gt;Não se pode acorrentar, exigir e reprogramar a pessoa que estiver ao seu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas podem mudar algumas coisas, mas não podem arranhar e se desfazer de sua personalidade (caracter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Amor é livre, compreensivo  e alegre.&lt;br /&gt;O Amor faz as pessoas acreditarem que a espera realmente foi compensadora.&lt;br /&gt;Horas de desanimo, tristeza, pode surgir, mas é pelas diferenças que se chega num denominador para solucionar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que chato seria se todos pensassem da mesma forma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A diferença sempre haverá, vai do respeito, carinho, compreensão e reconhecimento..&lt;br /&gt;Pois se você esta cobrando algo, uma hora irão cobrar de você também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tantas escolhas, desejos, expectativas e ilusões.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim alguém uma vez já  falou -- "Ninguém disse que seria facil, mas todos dizem que vale a pena." --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos desamarramos de conceitos pré-deteminados, veremos que é mais facil viver que possamos imaginar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia você despertará a paixão em alguém, mas não dará certo.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia alguém despertará em você, e  você desejará que de certo, dure e traga felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso coração cria situações, peças em nós;  nos mostrando que nem sempre o óbvio é o correto.&lt;br /&gt;O correto é saber o que faz bem, que traga paz e alimente o sentimento do bem... do querer bem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;By Josiane Aviz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-5998901261414830463?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/5998901261414830463/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-que-realmente-buscamos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/5998901261414830463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/5998901261414830463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-que-realmente-buscamos.html' title='O que realmente buscamos?'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/S1JfL9i-TRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/eSgSKi6MpMc/s72-c/01+rosa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-3436140383357052715</id><published>2010-01-06T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T16:33:35.398-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ano Novo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felicidade'/><title type='text'>Ano Novo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/S0UqXS8WjcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lkf35D3mHiM/s1600-h/atraindo_felicidade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/S0UqXS8WjcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lkf35D3mHiM/s320/atraindo_felicidade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423787905947962818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ano Novo!!&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Ano Novo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom este ano quero soltar as amarras, desacorrentar o passado e viver meu presente.&lt;br /&gt;Liberar o Espirito para o Novo.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir a Brisa bater nos cabelos e me envolver pro Futuro.&lt;br /&gt;Saber que a cada dia.. tudo se renova e pode ser diferente como sempre é todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A felicidade esta aqui, dentro de cada um de nós, que tal ouvir o q ela tem a nos dizer ?&lt;br /&gt;AH.. eu ainda escuto sussuros, mas daqui a pouco escutarei mais claramente o que ela tem pra falar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu já tive meus altos e baixos como toda pessoa tem.&lt;br /&gt;Mas é complicado se manter sempre firme, forte e alegre.&lt;br /&gt;Bom faz parte da Evolução.. e todo dia é uma nova caminhada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que este ANO NOVO seja Novo em todos os sentidos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo de bom pra todos que por aqui passarem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos da Josi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-3436140383357052715?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3436140383357052715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/ano-novo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/3436140383357052715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/3436140383357052715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2010/01/ano-novo.html' title='Ano Novo!!!'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/S0UqXS8WjcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/lkf35D3mHiM/s72-c/atraindo_felicidade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-7743007077532450282</id><published>2009-07-17T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T05:28:00.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mundos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felicidade'/><title type='text'>Mundos...Real e Fantasia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SmBuP6I21AI/AAAAAAAAAHU/0xsXkDrDr68/s1600-h/areia+da+praia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"  &gt;Me deixe fugir deste mundo..&lt;br /&gt;Onde não deva ser perfeita ou correta.&lt;br /&gt;Andando em fantasia sem conhecer o mundo frio que existe lá fora.&lt;br /&gt;Deixe que conheça os pecados, as realidades, as emoções, os encantos e a vibração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixar cair a capa protetora...&lt;br /&gt;Que não deixa conhecer a dor, a raiva, o arrependimento e o perdão.&lt;br /&gt;Um mundo de conto-de-fadas!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Onde a fantasia, principe encantado chega perfeitamente em seu cavalo branco prometendo "Vivermos Felizes Para Sempre".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso sangrar, ser na pele as sensações para poder ter dignidade de sentir a Vida ali acontecendo de sua maneira NUA e CRUA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostrando dias nebulosos e ensolarados.&lt;br /&gt;Mostrar que por mais que seja o principe.. ele tem defeitos!&lt;br /&gt;Mostrar que há perigo, mas também há a ousadia de ir e superar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fugir... Deixar... Abandonar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe o Mundo de cenário, acima de nossas cabeças, sob nossos pés e em nosso redor... acontecendo a todo momento, agora e sempre!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há padrões exatos e corretos apenas o bom senso de fazer o caminho para a Felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"   lang="EN-US"&gt;BY †Josiane Aviz†&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-7743007077532450282?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7743007077532450282/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/07/mundosreal-e-fantasia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/7743007077532450282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/7743007077532450282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/07/mundosreal-e-fantasia.html' title='Mundos...Real e Fantasia!'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SmBuP6I21AI/AAAAAAAAAHU/0xsXkDrDr68/s72-c/areia+da+praia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-6855247622180257722</id><published>2009-07-13T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T09:00:09.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melhor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forças'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esperar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desistir'/><title type='text'>O que...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SltZ0Qkd53I/AAAAAAAAAHM/M3Cx-YJKEGI/s1600-h/anja.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SltZ0Qkd53I/AAAAAAAAAHM/M3Cx-YJKEGI/s320/anja.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357974936023328626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CJosiane%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt; 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	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;O que esperar quando o ódio parece maior que o Amor que carregamos?&lt;br /&gt;O que ser, quando já perdermos certas referências de caracter?&lt;br /&gt;O que viver quando parecemos desistir de viver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há momentos que parecemos jogar a toalha, se entregamos de corpo e alma a derrota.&lt;br /&gt;Esperamos entregues sem chances de reagir no cantinho esperando a Morte vir nos buscar com sua Foice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando estamos totalmente no fundo do poço...&lt;br /&gt;Surge algo tão profundo e forte... vibrante no sangue... que nos impulsiona para recuperarmos a energia encubada no corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Retornamos com toda a Vontade contida que momentos atras estava perdida e Jogada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressionante como a capacidade das pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;Elas nunca sabem o poder que carregam em si.&lt;br /&gt;Podemos nos julgar certas vezes incapazes, mas outras percebemos que somos capazes até de mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes sentimos que para o lado SOMBRIO as coisas fluem maior e melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Mas é mera ilusão.&lt;br /&gt;Pois o Mal não conhece consequencia ou futuro.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso penso que se queremos ou praticamos o bem, demora ate ser atendido, mas ele vem com um propósito... para valorizarmos e termos um desfecho mais a frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se pode ser sempre correto ou estar sempre errado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apenas temos que equilibrar poderes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;BY  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"   lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;†&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Josiane Aviz&lt;/span&gt;†&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-6855247622180257722?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6855247622180257722/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-que.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/6855247622180257722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/6855247622180257722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-que.html' title='O que...'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SltZ0Qkd53I/AAAAAAAAAHM/M3Cx-YJKEGI/s72-c/anja.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-7117619031662667196</id><published>2009-07-07T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T12:04:28.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procurar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>Banda RT - Eu Vou Procurar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SlObRfK799I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Mavbq45HVuU/s1600-h/rt+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SlObRfK799I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Mavbq45HVuU/s320/rt+02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355795106601105362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Banda RT - Eu Vou Procurar&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" id="cmp"&gt;Composição: Everton, Robi, Anielo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;" id="cmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nem que tenha que procurar como o rio procura o mar&lt;br /&gt;Como a noite, a escuridão eu vou procurar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem que tenha que me lembrar por toda sala de estar&lt;br /&gt;Que eu preciso te esquecer, eu vou me lembrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem que tenha que procurar onde não iluminar&lt;br /&gt;O brilho do seu olhar eu vou procurar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem que tenha que viajar, ir atrás do seu jardim&lt;br /&gt;E esquecer de mim, eu vou procurar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem, me cura essa dor&lt;br /&gt;Me ajuda a viver&lt;br /&gt;Dá a minha vida mais cor&lt;br /&gt;Um segundo, o que for&lt;br /&gt;Só pra mim e pra você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem que tenha que caminhar sempre cego de amor&lt;br /&gt;Cada palmo desse chão eu vou caminhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem que tenha que procurar pela linha do equador&lt;br /&gt;Alguém como você eu vou procurar &lt;/p&gt;*-*-*-*-*-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Oie Gentem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Quem ainda não conheceu a banda, aqui já tem uma prévia da banda e espero que gostem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Queria postar a música pra sair o audio, mas não deu certo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;:-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Td de bom a todos q passarem por aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;beijos da Josi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-7117619031662667196?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7117619031662667196/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/07/banda-rt-eu-vou-procurar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/7117619031662667196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/7117619031662667196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/07/banda-rt-eu-vou-procurar.html' title='Banda RT - Eu Vou Procurar'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SlObRfK799I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Mavbq45HVuU/s72-c/rt+02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-427845548085618425</id><published>2009-07-05T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:08:15.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='observando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mudanças'/><title type='text'>Observando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SlFcfoz6J8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/HXOXGlPDoY8/s1600-h/olhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SlFcfoz6J8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/HXOXGlPDoY8/s320/olhos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355163130521069506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe... muitas vezes o mundo nos transporta para verdades crueis, fazendo nosso conceito com relação a realidade muito dolorida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos que ficarmos atentos, mas nem sempre podemos estar atentos, há momentos de distração...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manter ideias, planos firmes até o fim, as vezes não é possivel com seus detalhes, pois tudo muda.. constantemente!&lt;br /&gt;Novas alternativas e melhores pode acontecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criar folego e admitir certas coisas pra mudar, chutar a mágoa ou sofrimento pra cima, as vezes é algo preciso mais tão cruel de início.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossos olhos são traiçoeiros... muitas vezes fazem vermos coisas pelo coração e não pela razão.&lt;br /&gt;Que conflito.. Razão e coração!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se sentir como a Borboleta, antes uma largata feia e desajeitada... que se isola e desisti do mundo... e sente ganhar uma segunda chance... vindo formosa e esvoaçante pelos jardins e rumores da Vida...&lt;br /&gt;A Vida se apresentando com novos aromas e cores !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos tirar o casulo e voamos pro Mundo pra Felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;Pode tardar... mas que temos que seguir ao se encontro isso sem dúvida é obrigatório.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas noites pode chuver... mas basta uma única noite estrelada pra mudar todo nosso humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Importante manter os olhos fixos na idéia, ver soluções, medidas, pode-se ter que desviar de um obstaculo mas não mudar de caminho... que é da Felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma das felicidades é o AMOR e a AMIZADE.&lt;br /&gt;Que são coisas que conquistamos com o tempo e nos trazem paz, carihno, admiração e alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Amizade é o Bem que carregamos no coração, para todo o sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-427845548085618425?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/427845548085618425/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/07/observando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/427845548085618425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/427845548085618425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/07/observando.html' title='Observando...'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SlFcfoz6J8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/HXOXGlPDoY8/s72-c/olhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-984724831702019187</id><published>2009-07-02T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T07:32:00.956-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='razão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felicidade'/><title type='text'>Aaaa.... O AMOR !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SkzEsYl9vEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/jSP32CkJqog/s1600-h/beijo-amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SkzEsYl9vEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/jSP32CkJqog/s320/beijo-amor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353870323831651394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CJosiane%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; 	panose-1:2 11 6 3 2 2 2 2 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Pode o Amor nos levar a Loucura?&lt;br /&gt;Pode o Amor nos fazer perder a razão?&lt;br /&gt;Pode o Amor mudar a razão de viver?&lt;br /&gt;Pode sim.. o Amor é uma contradição de si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Ele não somente pode mudar como também transforma uma vida toda.&lt;br /&gt;Acontece tantas coisas por causa desta palavra pequenina mas de imensa força causa em nosso ser.&lt;br /&gt;Dificil de colocar em palavras o que isto é e como ele funciona no corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Há sempre alguém pra aparecer e nos deixar com os pés nas nuvens.&lt;br /&gt;Pernas bambas quando esta pessoa vem se aproxiamndo.&lt;br /&gt;A maõ fica toda sem posição ou lugar pra se alojar.&lt;br /&gt;Ate nas horas de falar algo normal, parece q caguejamos a palavra que iamos dizer foge do nosso vocabulo mental.&lt;br /&gt;Calafrio inexlicavel nas mãos, na espinha...&lt;br /&gt;MAS a vontade infinita de congelar o momento que estao juntos pra sempre e de ter contato meio que todo momento, pois isto acalma o coração que fica pulando e palpitando a cada vez que soa tal nome pelo ouvidos... parece que ele vai direto no coração como se fosse uma musica doce.&lt;br /&gt;Tão bom se apaixonar.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda mais quando se esta com alguém que torna o romance cada dia novo e uma paixão renovada, com surpresas ou novidades.&lt;br /&gt;O coração precisa se aquecer.&lt;br /&gt;O coropo precisa de aventuras, coisas novas pra que ele se sinta sempre mais vivo e disposto.&lt;br /&gt;O Amor é uma coisa constante.&lt;br /&gt;O mundo gira-gira-gira e um Amor arrebatador chega...&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser no primeiro-amor , como pode levar anos para encontrarmos... mas uma coisa é certa... ele vem, ele chega e PERMANECE.&lt;br /&gt;E quando ele chega, que começa o sentido da palavra Amor : Companherismo, respeito, afeto, sonhos e felicidade... MAS como sempre.. aparecem desafios.. tropeços, mas neste momentos que conhecemos o outro lado da moeda, se a pessoa que esta com nos torna este Amor Digno, firme e forte.&lt;br /&gt;Pois o Verdadeiro Amor supera tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Ele vence a tudo e a todos... ele supera, sangra, chora... mas continua vivo, se cuida e ajuda a cicatrizar a feridas um do outro.&lt;br /&gt;O AMOR é a Vitória da Felicidade e da Vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"   lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Josiane Aviz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-984724831702019187?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/984724831702019187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/07/aaaa-o-amor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/984724831702019187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/984724831702019187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/07/aaaa-o-amor.html' title='Aaaa.... O AMOR !!!'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SkzEsYl9vEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/jSP32CkJqog/s72-c/beijo-amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-7932015537541942049</id><published>2009-06-30T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T07:20:12.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momentos'/><title type='text'>Entre as Linhas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SkofEGApuLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uEYTVn10crg/s1600-h/lua+silencio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SkofEGApuLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uEYTVn10crg/s320/lua+silencio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353125262276540594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por entre as linhas de uma vida.&lt;br /&gt;As coisas podem modificar um todo.&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos deixamos passar desapercebido momentos que mudariam para sempre o que vivemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na escuridão se faz a sombra da luz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantos momentos escorrem por nossas mãos?&lt;br /&gt;Quantas coisas passam e não voltam mais?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria poder muitas vezes preencher minha vida com sangue de coragem, sangue pulsante e vivo.&lt;br /&gt;Que de tão vivaz, pudesse escorrer por meu corpo e tornar as coisas mais sensiveis...&lt;br /&gt;Esta vontade única de viver que as vezes só nos assola quando estamos a beira da morte.&lt;br /&gt;Morte que nos é apenas uma breve passagem, para um plano desconhecido pelo mundo Mortal.&lt;br /&gt;Mundo que as vezes se mostra cruel... que também é aquele que concede momentos lindo e inesqueciveis...&lt;br /&gt;Sedução da maldade que atrai... alimenta meus desejos maléficos e mundanos...&lt;br /&gt;Vontade de criar realidades duras e frias... fazer justiça a ferro e fogo pelos próprios punhos e olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Invadir pensamentos, alma e corpo... como uma doença sem cura.. se espalha rapidamente e letal, sem tempo de reação... quando ve... corpo paralisado e mente inativos.&lt;br /&gt;Mostrando que o poder estar em controlar você mesmo e não aos outros, pois quando você se conhece e tem conhecimento de suas capacidades pode... de certa forma interferir e interagir em outras pessoas !&lt;br /&gt;A doce vontade de querer, nem sempre nos leva ao final da ação.&lt;br /&gt;È preciso muito mais... é preciso coragem e ousadia.&lt;br /&gt;Quando mantemos nossa idéia fixa... temos que ter cuidado!&lt;br /&gt;Para que a empolgação não transpareça e entregue nosso plano.&lt;br /&gt;Não medir o que se projeta a fazer... é como jogar uma pedra sem ter feito uma mira se quer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavras tem poder... mas quando se sabe usar e acreditar nelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-7932015537541942049?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7932015537541942049/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/06/entre-as-linhas.html#comment-form' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-6507777701846251135</id><published>2009-06-25T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:02:08.481-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mãe natureza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oração'/><title type='text'>ORAÇÃO A MÃE NATUREZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CJosiane%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   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	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mãe, tira todo o peso de nossas almas e nossos corações.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Protege-nos&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;de toda a energia contrária que nos rodeia.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Permita que todos os desencarnados aqui presentes sejam&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;amparados e permaneçam no hospital espiritual.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Permita que possamos ir para nossas casas sem interferências&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;de nenhuma energia se não a tua.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lava nossas almas com tua água,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Aquece-nos com teu fogo,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dai-nos de comer de tua terra,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Acarecia-nos com tua brisa.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh mãe Natureza, desculpa-nos toda essa ignorância e&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;tende misericórdia desses teus filhos que hoje chamam por vós!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Que assim seja e assim se faça.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ass: Débora&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Resolvi postar esta oração pois acho muito importante darmos valor, respeitar e cuidar da nossa natureza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-6507777701846251135?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-1769368112688478969</id><published>2009-06-18T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:51:59.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='josiane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mesma'/><title type='text'>Eu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SjqMcVxaDPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/M94ksYwvuFo/s1600-h/Josi+Praia+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SjqMcVxaDPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/M94ksYwvuFo/s320/Josi+Praia+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348741925964483826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá...&lt;br /&gt;Esta na foto sou eu...&lt;br /&gt;Para quem não me conhecia.&lt;br /&gt;Quem conhecia... novo visual!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma Boa Quinta.&lt;br /&gt;E quero agradecer a cada visitinha que tenho recebido...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos da Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-1769368112688478969?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/1769368112688478969/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/06/eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/1769368112688478969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/1769368112688478969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/06/eu.html' title='Eu...'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SjqMcVxaDPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/M94ksYwvuFo/s72-c/Josi+Praia+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-9100565093682708423</id><published>2009-06-16T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:56:45.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noites...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nesta noite, eu sinto o que me dava medo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;O que me amedrontava, agora me alivia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saber que nem sempre podemos ter o para sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Entender que não são todos que sintam a sintonia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acreditar em tantas coisas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas ver que são ilusões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Compreender que o caminho é individual,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;podendo ter partes compartilhadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pessoas que marcam, fazem parte da nossa história,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas que elas tem que partirem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não podemos aceitar certas despedidas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas o tempo se encarrega de ser o remédio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buscar sonhos, enterrar os pesadelos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;destruir certas ilusões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alegrias, amizades, momentos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;que serão eternos, lembrados...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;E que não se repetiram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não podem mais se repetir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não ter mais o coração florido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não ter aquela alegria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não sentir a mágica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não sentir mais a vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quero o céu denovo com seu azul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quero sentir o cheiro da Rosa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ver o orvalho pelos jardins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sentir o calor do sol em meu rosto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Renascer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BY Josiane Aviz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-9100565093682708423?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-3141375096701070876</id><published>2009-06-12T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T10:55:20.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='querer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encontrar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abraçar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beijar'/><title type='text'>Quando Eu Te Encontrar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SjKVgSZL9fI/AAAAAAAAAGc/cCqLlD5frCA/s1600-h/tempo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SjKVgSZL9fI/AAAAAAAAAGc/cCqLlD5frCA/s320/tempo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346500089568032242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu já sei o que meus olhos vão querer&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Impedidos de te ver&lt;br /&gt;Vão querer chorar&lt;br /&gt;Um riso incontido&lt;br /&gt;Perdido em algum lugar&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade que transborda&lt;br /&gt;Parece não querer parar&lt;br /&gt;Não quer parar&lt;br /&gt;Não vai parar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu já sei o que meus lábios vão querer&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Molhados de prazer&lt;br /&gt;Vão querer beijar&lt;br /&gt;E o que na vida não se cansa&lt;br /&gt;De se apresentar&lt;br /&gt;Por ser lugar comum&lt;br /&gt;Deixamos de extravazar, de demonstrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me disseram o que devo fazer&lt;br /&gt;Quando a saudade acorda&lt;br /&gt;A beleza que faz sofrer&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me disseram como devo proceder&lt;br /&gt;Chorar, beijar, te abraçar, é isso que quero fazer&lt;br /&gt;É isso que quero dizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu já sei o que meus braços vão querer&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Na forma de um "C"&lt;br /&gt;Vão te abraçar&lt;br /&gt;Um abraço apertado&lt;br /&gt;Pra você não escapar&lt;br /&gt;Se você foge me faz crer&lt;br /&gt;Que o mundo pode acabar, vai acabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia dos namorados não poderia deixar de postar uma música super-romântica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos da Josi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-3141375096701070876?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3141375096701070876/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/06/quando-eu-te-encontrar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/3141375096701070876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/3141375096701070876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/06/quando-eu-te-encontrar.html' title='Quando Eu Te Encontrar'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SjKVgSZL9fI/AAAAAAAAAGc/cCqLlD5frCA/s72-c/tempo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-5363575713121018598</id><published>2009-06-09T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T06:22:35.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='você'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sonho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ficar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gosto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tribalistas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Tribalistas -  Velha Infância</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/Si5hYnBctcI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0D8O3wT7hLw/s1600-h/abra%C3%A7o+romantico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/Si5hYnBctcI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0D8O3wT7hLw/s320/abra%C3%A7o+romantico.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345316883155170754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Você é assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Um sonho pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; E quando eu não te vejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Eu penso em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Desde o amanhecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Até quando eu me deito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Eu gosto de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; E gosto de ficar com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Meu riso é tão feliz contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; O meu melhor amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; É o meu amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; E a gente canta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; E a gente dança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; E a gente não se cansa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; De ser criança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; A gente brinca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Na nossa velha infância...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Seus olhos meu clarão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Me guiam dentro da escuridão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Seus pés me abrem o caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Eu sigo e nunca me sinto só...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Você é assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Um sonho pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Quero te encher de beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Eu penso em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Desde o amanhecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Até quando eu me deito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Eu gosto de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; E gosto de ficar com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Meu riso é tão feliz contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; O meu melhor amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; É o meu amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; E a gente canta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; E a gente dança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; E a gente não se cansa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; De ser criança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; A gente brinca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Na nossa velha infância...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Seus olhos meu clarão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Me guiam dentro da escuridão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Seus pés me abrem o caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Eu sigo e nunca me sinto só...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Você é assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Um sonho pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Você é assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Você é assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Você é assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; -"Você é assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Um sonho pra mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; E quando eu não te vejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Penso em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Desde o amanhecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Até quando me deito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Eu gosto de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Eu gosto de ficar com você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Meu riso é tão feliz contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; O meu melhor amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; É o meu amor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Postei esta música por ser uma semana meio que apaixonante...&lt;br /&gt;Entrar no clima, embora...&lt;br /&gt;Uma Semana de muito amor aos que passarem por aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijos da Josiane Aviz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-5363575713121018598?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/5363575713121018598/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/06/tribalistas-velha-infancia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/5363575713121018598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/5363575713121018598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/06/tribalistas-velha-infancia.html' title='Tribalistas -  Velha Infância'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/Si5hYnBctcI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0D8O3wT7hLw/s72-c/abra%C3%A7o+romantico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-2053395354014526578</id><published>2009-06-07T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T06:59:15.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lágrimas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caminho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Nosso Caminho...</title><content type='html'>Quando minhas mãos decidiram segurar as tuas e caminhar;&lt;br /&gt;Sabia que estaria seguindo meu destino.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o calor de tuas mãos...&lt;br /&gt;Sentir teus lábios doces...&lt;br /&gt;Sentir tua ajuda quando preciso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhando nos teus olhos e ver que estamos unidos desde sempre...&lt;br /&gt;E é assim que tem de ser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes um enxugou as lágrimas do outro.&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes foi preciso se isolar, para podermos nos dedicar um ao outro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes sem perceber tu me carregou no colo, por não ter força em alguns passos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso caminho é a cumplicidade...&lt;br /&gt;Nosso caminho é o Amor...&lt;br /&gt;Nosso caminho é Juntos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-2053395354014526578?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/2053395354014526578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/06/nosso-caminho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/2053395354014526578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/2053395354014526578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/06/nosso-caminho.html' title='Nosso Caminho...'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-8555497609281971773</id><published>2009-06-03T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T10:16:46.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tempo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mudar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='demora'/><title type='text'>Como o passar do tempo...</title><content type='html'>Com o passar do tempo, podemos descobrir tantas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Como: ter confiança em alguém, curar um coração partido, ter respostas para certas perguntas, rever erros tendo que corrígi-los, pedindo desculpas, procurando usá-los para evoluir como pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;Descobre-se também o valor de um amor, de uma amizade e que também temos que ter um tempo conosco mesmos, mas também um bichinho para dedicarmos nosso tempo e ele retribuir com carinho dando compania a nós quando o mundo parece te dar as costas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como o tempo pode ser cruel e também pode ser gentil...&lt;br /&gt;Ele acelera quando a coisa ta boa, demora quando a coisa ta ruim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perder tempo comtemplando a natureza, não é perda e sim ganho, porque ela te revigora, você ve como as coisas são perfeitas nos seres humanos que somos um pouco (porque há exceções) relaxados com esta maravilhosa visão do paraíso camuflada ao nossos olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Nos deixamos iludir por tantas coisas, mas algo que não é ilusão, mas é algo real, divino e importante poucas vezes nos interessamos ou procuramos admitir que existe, esta a nossa disposição e é Lindo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o tempo o ser humano percebe que as coisas sempre foram e estiveram no lugar, só o ser humano mesmo que mudou e sempre vai mudar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-8555497609281971773?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/8555497609281971773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/06/como-o-passar-do-tempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/8555497609281971773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/8555497609281971773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/06/como-o-passar-do-tempo.html' title='Como o passar do tempo...'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-4381708612066743457</id><published>2009-06-01T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:05:39.262-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sonhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transformações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasias'/><title type='text'>Sonhos, Fantasias e Transformações !</title><content type='html'>Quando você tem sonhos, parece que te da mais animo, combustível pra vida, para seguir em frente e deixar que uma nova fase se faça presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Fantasia faz parte da inocência que trazemos da infância, das estórias contadas, cheia de magia e mistérios que só os bonzinhos e puros de coração tinham um final feliz !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Transformações que vão acontecendo, sempre fazem a gente cair, evoluir, persistir e vencer. Somos seres humanos, isso que dizer que todos os dias travamos uma batalha diária com nos mesmos. Para sempre nos superarmos e de passar por novos obstáculos.&lt;br /&gt;Vemos também que os bonzinhos e os malvados são pessoas parecidas, porque o Final Feliz não existe, só nos contos ou quando nosso estágio nesta vida termina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Desejo, deve sempre pulsar em nossas veias, pois ele que nos encoraja de poder realizar nossos sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-4381708612066743457?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/4381708612066743457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/06/sonhos-fantasias-e-transformacoes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/4381708612066743457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/4381708612066743457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/06/sonhos-fantasias-e-transformacoes.html' title='Sonhos, Fantasias e Transformações !'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-8046922771919770548</id><published>2009-05-28T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T04:15:20.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memória'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cantinho'/><title type='text'>Apenas estar...</title><content type='html'>Queria apenas estar no meu canto,&lt;br /&gt;mas o mundo é tão grande e dele faço parte.&lt;br /&gt;Não posso me esconder,&lt;br /&gt;preciso encontrar meu espaço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na parede da minha memória,&lt;br /&gt;encontram-se vários mundos.&lt;br /&gt;Daqueles que me fazem rir e chorar,&lt;br /&gt;mundos que me deram mais vida !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste meu cantinho de ninar,&lt;br /&gt;sonhar, desejar e viver.&lt;br /&gt;Pude encontrar fragmentos de mim mesma,&lt;br /&gt;que estavam vagando por ai, a minha procura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se pode ser forte e fraco a todo instante,&lt;br /&gt;somos testado no nosso caminho.&lt;br /&gt;Somos avaliados pela força, coragem&lt;br /&gt;e vivacidade que procuramos permanecer aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um segundo pode parecer nada,&lt;br /&gt;mas se não fosse ele, os minutos,&lt;br /&gt;horas, dias ... o tempo não existiria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-8046922771919770548?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/8046922771919770548/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/apenas-estar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/8046922771919770548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/8046922771919770548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/apenas-estar.html' title='Apenas estar...'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-76514319959720879</id><published>2009-05-26T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T04:38:02.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forças'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batalha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Minhas Forças...</title><content type='html'>Minha forças sempre estiveram&lt;br /&gt;mais forte, quando me estendes a mão.&lt;br /&gt;Minha luta e coragem, são somente&lt;br /&gt;para poder sentir que estamos bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando ouço tua voz é como se&lt;br /&gt;trouxesse um onda de calma dentro de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo a raiva e ira desaparecendo,&lt;br /&gt;e voltando a minha normalidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa vida é repleta de acontecimentos,&lt;br /&gt;que nos fazem sempre mais forte.&lt;br /&gt;Onde as pessoas se intimidam, invejam&lt;br /&gt;e até tentam atrapalhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o AMOR é assim...eterna batalha.&lt;br /&gt;Eterna Descoberta...&lt;br /&gt;Eternos encontros e desencontros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim o AMOR Move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-76514319959720879?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-768329050976026532</id><published>2009-05-23T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:00:12.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transforma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lua'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horizonte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estrelas'/><title type='text'>Horizonte !</title><content type='html'>Queria me perder entre as estrelas,&lt;br /&gt;poder cruzar o infinito do céu.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir como se sente a lua,&lt;br /&gt;ser a luz na escuridão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tocar discretamente na mão de um Anjo,&lt;br /&gt;sentir a magnetude da vista lá do alto.&lt;br /&gt;Analisar como as coisas acontecem,&lt;br /&gt;participar se ser percebida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saudade e distância,&lt;br /&gt;lá onde o tempo parece parar,&lt;br /&gt;nada mais faz sentido,&lt;br /&gt;apenas é ser e estar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que lugar bom para ficar,&lt;br /&gt;e voltar mais renovada...&lt;br /&gt;Um momento pode fazer e faz,&lt;br /&gt;as coisa ficarem reformuladas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O céu tem tudo que me&lt;br /&gt;faz ter a visão do perfeito.&lt;br /&gt;Lua, Sol, Escuridão, Luz,&lt;br /&gt;claridade, mistério...&lt;br /&gt;enfim todas as probabilidades posso&lt;br /&gt;encontra-las lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O céu é o meu Limite;&lt;br /&gt;A terra me alimenta;&lt;br /&gt;O mar me da força e&lt;br /&gt;O fogo me transforma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-768329050976026532?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-303647226385834569</id><published>2009-05-22T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:11:38.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surpresas desta Vida!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CJosiane%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PersonName"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   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ainda tenho...&lt;br /&gt;Bom o que se pode esperar,&lt;br /&gt;de coisas sem fundamento ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um novo desafio aparece,&lt;br /&gt;Uma vontade enorme de vencer.&lt;br /&gt;Uma motivaçao a mais,&lt;br /&gt;de chegar e dizer:CONSEGUI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é bom poder saber,&lt;br /&gt;que meu silêncio fere...&lt;br /&gt;Como é bom saber,&lt;br /&gt;poder ver nos seus olhos tremulos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surpresas, não me assustam mais,&lt;br /&gt;apenas são o combustíveis para seguir.&lt;br /&gt;Posso me paralisar a um momento,&lt;br /&gt;mas não desisto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando se esta em cima,&lt;br /&gt;não se tem noção do que esta embaixo.&lt;br /&gt;Agora quando se vem de baixo,&lt;br /&gt;ai tudo muda !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não pense que as surpresas vão,&lt;br /&gt;te poupar por ter um rostinho lindo,&lt;br /&gt;ou quem sabe carinha que engana bem.&lt;br /&gt;Não...Todos tem suas surpresas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:personname productid="em￼GRANDES Teores... Doloridos"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;em&lt;br /&gt; GRANDES Temores... Doloridos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:personname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; ou não!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, surpresas... As vezes até ela da toque&lt;br /&gt;da peça que vai lhe dar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando vê... PUF... Aconteceu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inacreditável como as coisas mudam de lugar,&lt;br /&gt;mas isso não acontece por acaso.&lt;br /&gt;Se acha que é por acaso, engano seu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só estou deixando bem claro que...&lt;br /&gt;Meu caminho sou em quem faço!&lt;br /&gt;Nada me empede de Sonhar ou seguir meu Desejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BY Josiane Aviz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-303647226385834569?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/303647226385834569/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/surpresas-desta-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/303647226385834569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/303647226385834569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/surpresas-desta-vida.html' title='Surpresas desta Vida!'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-45816706354561466</id><published>2009-05-21T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:12:03.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anjo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fé'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Para um Anjo sem asa, mas de coração...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/ShYE3NI3KQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ouotf5ipupE/s1600-h/casal+apaixonados+crian%C3%A7as.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/ShYE3NI3KQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ouotf5ipupE/s320/casal+apaixonados+crian%C3%A7as.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338459754760448258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Existe um Anjo, que quando fala comigo, parece ser a mais bela melodia que meu ouvido já ouviu.&lt;br /&gt;Existe um Anjo, que se preocupa comigo, na mesma intensidade que me preocupo com ele.&lt;br /&gt;Existe um Anjo, que possui um toque tão sutil que quando percebo está no coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu olhar vai além... percebe as emoções, sentimentos e segredos.&lt;br /&gt;Sabe dizer muitas coisas através de um único olhar.&lt;br /&gt;Capta meu eu profundo em apenas um cruzar de olhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ter conhecido um Anjo que: cativa, cuida e me anima;&lt;br /&gt;é como se tudo se torna-se menos triste, sem dor, sem aquela coisa que me joga pra baixo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por todas as vezes que você foi o único que acreditou e valorizou,&lt;br /&gt;me fez ter um novo propósito e um amanhecer mais esperançoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tantas coisas se passaram, aconteceram, mas assim permanecemos ... ao lado!&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado literalmente e no sentido figurativo.&lt;br /&gt;Porque não é sempre que alguém pode nos escutar, entender e dizer palavras que ajudam ou nos façam sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto daqui pra frente, sei lá...&lt;br /&gt;Mas até aqui posso dizer, pude sentir um pedaço do céu ... da felicidade!&lt;br /&gt;Porque, quando se está de peito aberto você não da espaço pra desistir, fracasar ou pensar em algo que te jogue pra baixo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poder compartilhar fragmentos de acontecimentos,&lt;br /&gt;é como ter um canto de memória eterno;&lt;br /&gt;Que cada vez que resgata a lembrança o corpo sente a sensação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os melhores prazeres da vida, se escondem em detalhes pequenos, mínimos e as vezes tido como insignificantes pra quem observa, mas enorme pra que os recebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não te preocupes ... pois você já percebeu como sou.&lt;br /&gt;As vezes pareço estar numa dimensão diferente, mas ainda estou com os pés grudados na Terra.&lt;br /&gt;Levar a achar que já tô partindo pra outra, mas que nada, ainda penso em você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas se tiver que deixar o Anjo partir...&lt;br /&gt;Não posso questionar, apenas deixar a saudade e lembranças ficarem comigo... e isso ninguém tira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nestes ultimos meses, tua compania foi um Balsámo de PAZ em meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tudo de certo pra você Anjo.&lt;br /&gt;Que as vezes chamo de Chato... mas é um meio de chamar tua atenção!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ter te conhecido foi um grande presente.&lt;br /&gt;Espero ter tua compania e amizade por longa data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que um Anjo nunca fique sem amparo.&lt;br /&gt;Que um Anjo nunca fique sem Amor.&lt;br /&gt;Que um Anjo nunca fique sem Paz.&lt;br /&gt;Que um Anjo nunca fique sem Fé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Josiane Aviz&lt;br /&gt;(21-05-2009)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-45816706354561466?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/45816706354561466/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/para-um-anjo-sem-asa-mas-de-coracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/45816706354561466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/45816706354561466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/para-um-anjo-sem-asa-mas-de-coracao.html' title='Para um Anjo sem asa, mas de coração...'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/ShYE3NI3KQI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ouotf5ipupE/s72-c/casal+apaixonados+crian%C3%A7as.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-7003421849528421687</id><published>2009-05-21T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T04:14:38.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morte l'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escuro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sombras'/><title type='text'>Sombras...</title><content type='html'>Sombras descansam durante o dia,&lt;br /&gt;e na noite rondam...&lt;br /&gt;A sombra é a ausêndia da luz,&lt;br /&gt;e cheia do escuro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes nos refugiamos na sombra&lt;br /&gt;de um quarto escuro ?&lt;br /&gt;Porque na sua sombra encontra-se a resposta?&lt;br /&gt;Porque acalmas minha alma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A estrela mais brilhante no céu, &lt;br /&gt;só pode ser vista se o céu estiver escuro.&lt;br /&gt;Quanto maior a escuridão maior a percepção.&lt;br /&gt;O brilho da estrela ameniza e suavisa nossos olhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sombras do mal... o bem também tem sombra?&lt;br /&gt;Numa doce sombra, estala um beijo,&lt;br /&gt;uma promessa eterna ... um amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sombra...parece imitar a Luz,&lt;br /&gt;brincar de se esconder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sombra que existe...&lt;br /&gt;que modifica as coisas ao redor,&lt;br /&gt;deixando nossa imaginação fluir,&lt;br /&gt;fazendo e criando formas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ela esta no príncipio como&lt;br /&gt;Sombra da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Assim no final como&lt;br /&gt;Sombra da Morte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-7003421849528421687?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7003421849528421687/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/sombras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/7003421849528421687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/7003421849528421687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/sombras.html' title='Sombras...'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-3566444912339858139</id><published>2009-05-20T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T04:12:44.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sozinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vagar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mundo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encontro'/><title type='text'>Me encontro...</title><content type='html'>Me encontro sozinha num quarto escuro, que você me deixou !&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas a minha volta querem ver-meu estender a toalha, mas não me rendo.&lt;br /&gt;Sou um bicho em forma de gente, gente sedenta por vencer.&lt;br /&gt;As lembranças sempre soam bonitas e doces, quando na verdade nem tão doces eram...&lt;br /&gt;Aquele olhar amigo que acompanha, as vezes esta para o horizonte e eu aqui...Sozinha !&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo você tendo partido para tão longe ainda estarei aqui, porque eu preciso de mim...sempre necessito mais de mim do que das pessoas...&lt;br /&gt;Quando meus sonhos se arrastam pelo chão,encontro a realidade que faz deles minha base de Glória.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo é sempre tão grande e pequeno como imagino...As pessoas sempre são as mesmas, as mascaras podem mudar mas o olhar que você enxerga sempre é aquele:melancólico, traiçoeiro, vingativo e mesquinhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só posso comigo, com meus medos, meus anseios e minhas forças... Esperar alguém para ajudar isso não funciona, porque quando queremos algo, temos que sentir nosso suor, nosso sangue escorrer, nosso suor secar e isso ninguém pode fazer por nós... &lt;br /&gt;Cada um tem seus problemas, sonhos e anseios !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me acostumei a vagar sozinha, ver as coisas além...e assim permanecerei para Sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-3566444912339858139?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/3566444912339858139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-encontro.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/3566444912339858139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/3566444912339858139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-encontro.html' title='Me encontro...'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-1124990283050107171</id><published>2009-05-19T04:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:31:28.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Amor...Amar</title><content type='html'>Quando sentimos o amor percorrer nossas veias,&lt;br /&gt;dando aquela pulsação de uma grande descoberta...&lt;br /&gt;Esta descoberta começa, vai crescendo e logo todo nosso ser&lt;br /&gt;da sinal que foi diagnosticado que estamos apaixonados.&lt;br /&gt;Tanto lado corporal, pessoal, profissional e espiritual é afetado&lt;br /&gt;por tais sintomas.&lt;br /&gt;É um momento tão magnífico que parecemos permanecer extasiados por&lt;br /&gt;muito tempo (dias, meses e anos).&lt;br /&gt;E quando nos propusermos alimentar e cultivar este sentimento,&lt;br /&gt;vem os obstáculos, devemos vê-los como um prova que se é forte&lt;br /&gt;e ser digno de tal dádiva que é Amar e ser Amada.&lt;br /&gt;O amor nos faz pessoas novas, transforma e cria novos projetos.&lt;br /&gt;Amar é poder se doar a alguém para se sentir completa.&lt;br /&gt;Deus foi magnífico ao deixar tão Puro e Forte este sentimento na Terra o Amor.&lt;br /&gt;Damos um pouco de nos a cada dia, recebemos um sentimento de alguém&lt;br /&gt;que também sente as coisas reais.&lt;br /&gt;O ate de Amar é tão nobre, que nenhum mortal não pode descrevê-lo,&lt;br /&gt;mas pode senti-lo uma vez na vida ao menos.&lt;br /&gt;O AMOR É MAGIA !&lt;br /&gt;Cada pessoa ama de um jeito, com suas qualidades, defeitos,&lt;br /&gt;manias e virtudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor... quando to com você o amor é cada coisa...&lt;br /&gt;* A ESTRELA QUE BRILHA&lt;br /&gt;* A AREIA DA PRAIA&lt;br /&gt;* A ONDA QUE QUEBRA&lt;br /&gt;* O PASSARO A CANTAR&lt;br /&gt;* A MÚSICA QUE TOCA&lt;br /&gt;* O SOL RAIANDO&lt;br /&gt;* A LUA QUE DANÇA PELO CÉU&lt;br /&gt;* O VENTO QUE PASSA EM MEU ROSTO&lt;br /&gt;* UM SORRISO DE UMA CRIANÇA&lt;br /&gt;* UMA LÁGRIMA ENTRE O SORRISO&lt;br /&gt;* UM ABRAÇO QUENTE&lt;br /&gt;* UMA PALAVRA DE AFETO&lt;br /&gt;* UM DOCE BEIJO&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poderia escrever e escrever, mas o que é o AMOR... é SENTIR !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-1124990283050107171?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/1124990283050107171/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/amoramar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/1124990283050107171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/1124990283050107171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/amoramar.html' title='Amor...Amar'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-6280464875023119101</id><published>2009-05-18T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T05:17:12.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sonho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acreditar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nova fase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acordar'/><title type='text'>Hoje acordei bem.</title><content type='html'>Hoje ao acordar, despertei também&lt;br /&gt;para uma nova fase.&lt;br /&gt;Muitas coisas foram resolvidas,&lt;br /&gt;foram ditas&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;esclarecidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se pode deixar as coisas&lt;br /&gt;acumularem,&lt;br /&gt;crescerem&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;sair do controle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando temos como consertas as coisas&lt;br /&gt;devem ser feitas de imediato...&lt;br /&gt;Com urgência,&lt;br /&gt;senão pode acabar maltratando&lt;br /&gt;a nos mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma boa conversa,&lt;br /&gt;uma vontade de mudar...&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho a resgatar,&lt;br /&gt;uma certeza a acreditar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas coisas ficaram caídas pelo chão,&lt;br /&gt;foram juntadas, coladas remodeladas...&lt;br /&gt;Já outras foram jogadas fora&lt;br /&gt;e colocadas novas !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorte de haver as palavras&lt;br /&gt;ESPERANÇA e AMOR!!&lt;br /&gt;A esperança de tudo ficar bem...&lt;br /&gt;e Amor sempre prevalecer !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-6280464875023119101?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6280464875023119101/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/hoje-acordei-bem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/6280464875023119101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/6280464875023119101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/hoje-acordei-bem.html' title='Hoje acordei bem.'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-5780265565303585378</id><published>2009-05-15T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:44:09.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anjo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braços'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heroi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Queria assim dizer</title><content type='html'>Queria assim dizer...que:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;possuo um anjo;&lt;br /&gt;possuo um amigo;&lt;br /&gt;possuo uma alegria;&lt;br /&gt;possuo um herói,&lt;br /&gt;possuo um sentimento,&lt;br /&gt;que despertou em mim o&lt;br /&gt;significado do amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste ser que encontrei um abrigo para meu coração e&lt;br /&gt;descanso para minha alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este amor que me leva tão fundo e que também&lt;br /&gt;me eleva tão alto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como a saudade e a distância&lt;br /&gt;são aliados do amor;&lt;br /&gt;brinca com nossos sentimentos,&lt;br /&gt;mas faz crescer o carinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, horas de conversas sob a luz do luar,&lt;br /&gt;Ah, aquelas caminhadas na areia da praia,&lt;br /&gt;Ah aquelas vezes que ficamos deitados vendo&lt;br /&gt;as estrelas assistindo nosso amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguraste-me tanto em teus braços,&lt;br /&gt;Secastes tantas vezes minhas lágrimas,&lt;br /&gt;Iluminaste-me quando estava na escuridão,&lt;br /&gt;me deu esperança na minha angustia,&lt;br /&gt;me mostrou a verdade onde existia mentira,&lt;br /&gt;me alimentou com seu amor quando estava&lt;br /&gt;com fome de afeto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há tantos momentos que passamos,&lt;br /&gt;lutamos,&lt;br /&gt;sangramos,&lt;br /&gt;sofremos,&lt;br /&gt;superamos&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;vencemos ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que digo com toda a sinceridade,&lt;br /&gt;com todo sangue que há em minhas veias,&lt;br /&gt;com todo meu ser que:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te Amo !!!&lt;br /&gt;E obrigada por você me Amar !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-5780265565303585378?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/5780265565303585378/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/queria-assim-dizer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/5780265565303585378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/5780265565303585378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/queria-assim-dizer.html' title='Queria assim dizer'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-8941521286798150056</id><published>2009-05-15T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T04:06:56.129-07:00</updated><category 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	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Quando te vi pela primeira vez,&lt;br /&gt;enxerguei nos teus olhos o mais brilhante poder da amizade.&lt;br /&gt;Logo pude notar que com a amizade crescia um carinho em especial,&lt;br /&gt;sua maneira de chegar e conversar cativaram este ser que sou,&lt;br /&gt;tornando tudo em volta mágico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando senti o teu lábio tocar o meu,&lt;br /&gt;pude ter a certeza que a ALMA GEMEA fora encontrada,&lt;br /&gt;e de que a busca de muitas vidas poderia descansar.&lt;br /&gt;Você tem sido o motivo pela qual o Universo se torna minha casa&lt;br /&gt;e você meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Que me importa se acham nosso Amor careta ou absurdo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos as pessoas que mais somos felizes, mas vivemos o Amor,&lt;br /&gt;quem nunca sentiu o Amor e foge dele,&lt;br /&gt;é covarde duas vezes.&lt;br /&gt;Por não ter coragem de amar&lt;br /&gt;e não aceitar o amor de alguém !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Josiane Aviz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-8941521286798150056?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/8941521286798150056/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/ao-meu-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/8941521286798150056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/8941521286798150056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/ao-meu-amor.html' title='Ao meu Amor !'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-7778256202254512865</id><published>2009-05-13T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:41:31.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anjos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='almas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sono'/><title type='text'>Anjos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/Sgt2wW3FCdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/EiJMUiPkIIU/s1600-h/anja+subindo+ceus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/Sgt2wW3FCdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/EiJMUiPkIIU/s320/anja+subindo+ceus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335488756692879826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anjos me chamam,&lt;br /&gt;o véu que encobre o céu, cai diante de mim...&lt;br /&gt;Mostra-me que som da alma é tão profundo&lt;br /&gt;quanto o mais alto topo montanhês ou profundo oceano.&lt;br /&gt;Anjos que velam meu sono.&lt;br /&gt;Anjos que me protegem do mal.&lt;br /&gt;Anjos que aparecem dançar ao teto do meu quarto.&lt;br /&gt;Anjos...&lt;br /&gt;apenas Anjos...&lt;br /&gt;Um dia tocam nossos rostos, outros tocam nossas almas e transportam-nos ao paraíso !!!&lt;br /&gt;Anjos condutores e caronas.&lt;br /&gt;Anjos amigos. Aos anjos esquecidos e caídos,&lt;br /&gt;a esperança de ter um lugar ao céu novamente&lt;br /&gt;ou ficarem na terra.&lt;br /&gt;Anjos que procuram a luz, tentam seduzir e&lt;br /&gt;corromper os fracos.&lt;br /&gt;ANJOS... seres que se admiram a alma humana.!.!.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-7778256202254512865?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/7778256202254512865/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/anjos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/7778256202254512865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/7778256202254512865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/anjos.html' title='Anjos'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/Sgt2wW3FCdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/EiJMUiPkIIU/s72-c/anja+subindo+ceus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-41343002458137245</id><published>2009-05-12T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T04:14:36.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bondade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anjo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carinho'/><title type='text'>Você é meu Anjo</title><content type='html'>O Anjo da qual está para sempre em minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Sabe como chegar sem causar sustos...&lt;br /&gt;sabe como acalmar este coração em conflito...&lt;br /&gt;sabe como mostrar o caminho certo sem ter que me fazer retornar...&lt;br /&gt;sabe transformar meu sono, num mundo dos sonhos mais belos das quais nunca pensei que poderia sonhar. Você é o Anjo, da qual Deus fez somente para mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E sabe que neste ponto tinha que ser egoísta, é meu e de mais ninguém. Cada pessoa tem seu Anjo, se souber escutar, quando ele lhe fala, quando ele lhe olha, quando ele te toca e quando ele te faz sentir uma ponta do Céu...&lt;br /&gt;Você é meu Anjo, que nutre minha vida de carinho, bondade e amizade. Quando você tem um Amor e no Amor descobre a amizade, você não precisa de mais nada...&lt;br /&gt;Só precisa deste Anjo que divide a vida com você e te protege, por saber que você pode dar a ele o mesmo se preciso, não importando o preço desta ajuda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Josiane Aviz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-41343002458137245?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/41343002458137245/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/voce-e-meu-anjo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/41343002458137245'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>Dentro de Mim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CJosiane%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Dentro de mim, existem tantas dúvidas, tantos anseios...&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mim, estão as angustias que fazem me perder em mim mesma...&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mim brilha a luz do amor e a sombra do ódio...&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mim, fica a vontade de tocar o céu e andar por entre as trevas...&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mim, dentro de mim, há tanto o que sentir e tão pouco a dizer...&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mim, as veias transportam o sangue em uma lágrima viva...&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mim circundam anjos e demônios que mostram a inveja de possuirmos alma e termos nossas escolhas...&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mim emana tudo aquilo que um dia estava trancafiado por medo de descobrir a verdade...&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mim habita um ser, do qual me completa e que também me destrói...&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mim um pedaço quer gritar e outra silenciar...&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mim, possuo meu corpo, é, foi e será meu templo e minha casa...&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mim, encontro minha fortaleza, para driblar os obstáculos...&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de mim, supero meus medos e sigo adiante..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*By Josiane Aviz*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-6541806686197921117?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/6541806686197921117/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/dentro-de-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/6541806686197921117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/6541806686197921117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/dentro-de-mim.html' title='Dentro de Mim...'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-9034358527859317316</id><published>2009-05-11T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T04:57:24.260-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sempre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garotinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mesma'/><title type='text'>Quem sabe ainda sou uma garotinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SggSmCml2qI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dAOwe2DqxEU/s1600-h/crian%C3%A7as+casal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SggSmCml2qI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dAOwe2DqxEU/s200/crian%C3%A7as+casal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334534203363416738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quem sabe ainda sou uma garotinha...??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Já escondi um amor com medo de perdê-lo,&lt;br /&gt;Já perdi um amor por escondê-lo...&lt;br /&gt;Já segurei nas mãos de alguém por estar com medo,&lt;br /&gt;Já tive tanto medo, ao ponto de nem sentir minhas mãos.&lt;br /&gt;Já expulsei pessoas que amava de minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;Já me arrependi por isso...&lt;br /&gt;Já passei noites chorando até pegar no sono,&lt;br /&gt;Já fui dormir tão feliz,&lt;br /&gt;Ao ponto de nem conseguir fechar os olhos...&lt;br /&gt;Já acreditei em amores perfeitos,&lt;br /&gt;Já descobri que eles não existem...&lt;br /&gt;Já amei pessoas que me decepcionaram,&lt;br /&gt;Já decepcionei pessoas que me amaram...&lt;br /&gt;Já passei horas na frente do espelho&lt;br /&gt;Tentando descobrir quem sou,&lt;br /&gt;Já tive tanta certeza de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Ao ponto de querer sumir...&lt;br /&gt;Já menti e me arrependi depois,&lt;br /&gt;Já falei a verdade&lt;br /&gt;E também me arrependi...&lt;br /&gt;Já fingi não dar importância a pessoas que amava,&lt;br /&gt;Para mais tarde chorar quieto em meu canto...&lt;br /&gt;Já sorri chorando lágrimas de tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;Já chorei de tanto rir...&lt;br /&gt;Já acreditei em pessoas que não valiam a pena,&lt;br /&gt;Já deixei de acreditar nas que realmente valiam...&lt;br /&gt;Já tive crises de riso quando não podia...&lt;br /&gt;Já senti muita falta de alguém,&lt;br /&gt;Mas nunca lhe disse...&lt;br /&gt;Já gritei quando deveria calar,&lt;br /&gt;Já calei quando deveria gritar...&lt;br /&gt;Muitas vezes deixei de falar o que penso para agradar uns,&lt;br /&gt;Outras vezes falei o que não pensava para magoar outros...&lt;br /&gt;Já fingi ser o que não sou para agradar uns,&lt;br /&gt;Já fingi ser o que não sou para desagradar outros...&lt;br /&gt;Já contei piadas e mais piadas sem graça,&lt;br /&gt;Apenas para ver um amigo mais feliz...&lt;br /&gt;Já inventei histórias de final feliz&lt;br /&gt;Para dar esperança a quem precisava...&lt;br /&gt;Já sonhei demais,&lt;br /&gt;Ao ponto de confundir com a realidade...&lt;br /&gt;Já tive medo do escuro,&lt;br /&gt;Hoje no escuro "me acho..me agacho..fico ali"...&lt;br /&gt;Já caí inúmeras vezes&lt;br /&gt;Achando que não iria me reerguer,&lt;br /&gt;Já me reergui inúmeras vezes&lt;br /&gt;Achando que não cairia mais...&lt;br /&gt;Já liguei para quem não queria&lt;br /&gt;Apenas para não ligar para quem realmente queria...&lt;br /&gt;Já corri atrás de um carro,&lt;br /&gt;Por ele levar alguém que eu amava embora.&lt;br /&gt;Já chamei pela mamãe no meio da noite&lt;br /&gt;Fugindo de um pesadelo,&lt;br /&gt;Mas ela não apareceu&lt;br /&gt;E foi um pesadelo maior ainda...&lt;br /&gt;Já chamei pessoas próximas de "amigo"&lt;br /&gt;E descobri que não eram;&lt;br /&gt;Algumas pessoas nunca precisei chamar de nada&lt;br /&gt;E sempre foram e serão especiais para mim...&lt;br /&gt;Não me dêem fórmulas certas,&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu não espero acertar sempre...&lt;br /&gt;Não me mostre o que esperam de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Porque vou seguir meu coração!...&lt;br /&gt;Não me façam ser o que eu não sou,&lt;br /&gt;Não me convidem a ser igual,&lt;br /&gt;Porque sinceramente sou diferente!...&lt;br /&gt;Não sei amar pela metade,&lt;br /&gt;Não sei viver de mentiras,&lt;br /&gt;Não sei voar com os pés no chão...&lt;br /&gt;Sou sempre eu mesma,&lt;br /&gt;Mas com certeza não serei a mesma para sempre!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-9034358527859317316?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/9034358527859317316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/quem-sabe-ainda-sou-uma-garotinha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/9034358527859317316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8832465063789508762/posts/default/9034358527859317316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/2009/05/quem-sabe-ainda-sou-uma-garotinha.html' title='Quem sabe ainda sou uma garotinha'/><author><name>Josiane Aviz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06013976593216814151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWEeco5BtdM/TcM-ENUArRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/a42nEG3wgYM/s220/twiter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SggSmCml2qI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dAOwe2DqxEU/s72-c/crian%C3%A7as+casal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8832465063789508762.post-4954430755418485352</id><published>2009-05-09T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:12:19.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mãe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alguém'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filho'/><title type='text'>Sendo Mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SgZF6sr-JWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4g7Hr6y0jBA/s1600-h/MAe+ANJA+e+bebe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xK4s_Jqrruk/SgZF6sr-JWI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4g7Hr6y0jBA/s200/MAe+ANJA+e+bebe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334027683397248354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Sendo Mãe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém disse que uma criança é carregada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;no útero da mãe  por nove meses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém não sabe que uma criança é carregada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;no coração da mãe eternamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém disse que leva cerca de seis semanas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;pra voltar ao normal depois que você tem um bebê.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans  MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém não sabe que uma vez que você é mãe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;normal é história do passado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém disse que você aprende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;como ser mãe por instinto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém nunca foi às compras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;levando uma criança de três anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém disse que ser mãe é enfadonho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém nunca passeou num carro guiado por um jovem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;com uma recém licença de motorista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém disse que se você é uma "boa" mãe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;sua criança será "boa".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém pensa que uma criança vem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;com direção e garantia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém disse que "boas" mães nunca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;levantam suas vozes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém nunca saiu na porta a tempo de ver sua criança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;jogando a bola na janela do vizinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém disse que você não necessita de educação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;para  ser mãe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém nunca ajudou uma criança com sua matemática.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém disse que você não pode amar a quinta criança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;tanto como amou a primeira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém não tem cinco crianças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém disse que uma mãe pode achar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;todas as respostas para suas perguntas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;nos livros especializados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém nunca teve uma criança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;com feijão obstruindo seu nariz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém disse que o mais difícil em ser mãe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;é o trabalho e a entrega.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém nunca viu seu "bebê" subindo no ônibus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;para o primeiro dia de jardim de infância.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém disse que uma mãe pode fazer seu trabalho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;com os olhos fechados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;e uma mão amarrada nas costas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém nunca organizou uma festinha de boneca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;para sete sorridentes rostinhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic  Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém disse que uma mãe pode parar de se preocupar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;depois que sua criança se casa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém não sabe que esse casamento adiciona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;um novo filho ou filha ao coração da mãe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans  MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém disse que o trabalho da mãe está feito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;quando sua última criança sai de casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém nunca teve netos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém disse que sua mãe sabe que você a ama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;então você não precisa lhe falar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic  Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;Alguém não é mãe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;color:#c00000;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-4954430755418485352?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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questão de tempo</title><content type='html'>Uma questão de tempo (Letícia Thompson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim... as pessoas que amamos são insubstituíveis ao nosso coração.&lt;br /&gt;Aquele lugarzinho que elas ocupam fica marcado com a presença delas, com o cheiro, com a forma e até o som do riso.&lt;br /&gt;E quando elas partem forma-se o vácuo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas se a presença física se foi, ficam ainda as lembranças de tudo aquilo que foi construído juntos:&lt;br /&gt;os momentos vividos, as horas compartilhadas, muitas vezes as partidas e reencontros...&lt;br /&gt;A saudade é tão indizível quanto a dor que ela provoca.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda existe uma esperança:&lt;br /&gt;quem faz o bem aqui, nunca vai completamente: essa pessoa vive através dos ensinamentos que deixou, vive através das marcas que foi colocando em cada passo, cada acontecimento...&lt;br /&gt;E o que reconforta é a esperança de que esse ponto final colocado é apenas passageiro, pois o Senhor nos prometeu que um dia, no céu, nós nos reconheceríamos.&lt;br /&gt;Então... é apenas uma questão de tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia a gente se reencontra fatalmente com aqueles que amamos e nos amaram acima de tudo nessa vida terrena.&lt;br /&gt;E enquanto estamos aqui, vamos deixando nossas marcas também, por que há os que precisam de nós e os que um dia irão querer viver com a esperança de nos reencontrar.&lt;br /&gt;Assim, um dia, numa promessa feita por Deus, haverá no céu uma grande festa.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo é uma questão de tempo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8832465063789508762-1726356504257432228?l=inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiracoesdevida.blogspot.com/feeds/1726356504257432228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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