Tuscany: Planning a trip to tuscany: Things to Consider

Tuscany: Planning a trip to tuscany: Things to Consider: Dear Friends, In response to your many emails I have decided to make an article that brings you the answers to the most common requests...

Toscana again :)

Tuscany de carro por dois dias :)

:-)

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Tuscany: The 7 Best Photographic Routes Through Tuscany :-) :-) ohmg!!!!!

Tuscany: The 7 Best Photographic Routes Through Tuscany: Dear Friends, Today we're going to talk about what 7 scenic routes you should not miss on your travels in Tuscany. 1- From San ...

Tuscany: The 7 Best Photographic Routes Through Tuscany

Tuscany: The 7 Best Photographic Routes Through Tuscany: Dear Friends, Today we're going to talk about what 7 scenic routes you should not miss on your travels in Tuscany. 1- From San ...

Mesmo. Já faço isto há anos :)

"Não leve a faxina ou o trabalho tão a sério! Pense que a camada de pó vai proteger a madeira que está por baixo dela! Uma casa só vai virar um lar quando você for capaz de escrever “Eu te amo” sobre os móveis! Antigamente eu gastava no mínimo 8 horas por semana para manter tudo bem limpo, caso “alguém aparecesse para visitar” – mas depois descobri que ninguém passa “por acaso” para visitar – todos estão muito ocupados passeando, se divertindo e aproveitando a vida! E agora, se alguém aparecer de repente? Não tenho que explicar a situação da minha casa a ninguém...As pessoas não estão interessadas em saber o que eu fiquei fazendo o dia todo enquanto elas passeavam, se divertiam e aproveitavam a vida… Caso você ainda não tenha percebido: A VIDA É CURTA… APROVEITE-A!!! Tire o pó… se precisar… Mas não seria melhor pintar um quadro ou escrever uma carta, dar um passeio ou visitar um amigo, assar um bolo e lamber a colher suja de massa, plantar e regar umas sementinhas? Pese muito bem a diferença entre QUERER e PRECISAR ! Tire o pó… se precisar… Mas você não terá muito tempo livre… Para beber champanhe, nadar na praia (ou na piscina), escalar montanhas, brincar com os cachorros, ouvir música e ler livros, cultivar os amigos e aproveitar a vida!!! Tire o pó… se precisar… Mas a vida continua lá fora, o sol iluminando os olhos, o vento agitando os cabelos, um floco de neve, as gotas da chuva caindo mansamente…. - Pense bem, este dia não voltará jamais!!! Tire o pó… se precisar… mas não se esqueça que você vai envelhecer e muita coisa não será mais tão fácil de fazer como agora… E quando você partir, como todos nós partiremos um dia, também vai virar pó!!! Ninguém vai se lembrar de quantas contas você pagou, nem de sua casa tão limpinha, mas vão se lembrar de sua amizade, de sua alegria e do que você ensinou. AFINAL: “Não é o que você juntou, e sim o que você espalhou que reflete como você viveu a sua vida."

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"Ama.
Lavar os dentes ao lado de quem amas.
Apalpar-lhe descaradamente o rabo.
Comer chocolates até te fartares.
Passar a noite a dizer asneiras.
Beijar sempre de língua.
Passar o dia a dizer asneiras.
Mandar o chefe bugiar.
Passar a vida a dizer asneiras.
Deixar declarações de amor escondidas pela casa.
Fazer o teu pai feliz.
Preguiçar regularmente.
Fazer a tua mãe feliz.
Atirar o despertador à parede periodicamente.
Fazer quem tu puderes feliz.
Dormir quinze ou vinte horas seguidas.
Pôr a mão de fora do vidro do carro.
Pintar o cabelo de azul ou de amarelo.
Pôr a cabeça de fora do vidro do carro.
Cantar no banho para todo o prédio ouvir.
Lamber a tampa dos iogurtes.
Correr que nem um louco na praia.
Falhar que nem um burro só porque tentas.
Praticar sexo oral com frequência.
Tentar que nem um burro só porque queres.
Mudar a decoração de casa num dia só.
Dançar quando estás feliz.
Passar horas só a cuidar de ti.
Dançar quando estás triste.
Dizer bem de quem amas.
Enfiar o dedo no nariz às escondidas.
Dizer bem de quem não amas.
Dançar enquanto estás vivo.
Guardar segredos inconfessáveis.
Experimentar posições sexuais improváveis.
Contar segredos inconfessáveis.
Masturbares-te sem qualquer culpa.
Ter segredos inconfessáveis.
Ver quanto dá o teu carro.
Dizer o que não se pode dizer.
Cagar assiduamente nas convenções sociais.
Sonhar com o que não pode acontecer.
O orgasmo sempre que puderes.
Coçar e ser coçado nas costas.
O gemido sempre que souberes.
Passar muitas horas a contar anedotas.
Adormecer todo torto no sofá.
Passar muitas horas a ouvir anedotas.
Rir que nem um desalmado.
Fazer um penteado estrambólico só porque te apetece mudar.
Rir por tudo e por nada.
Chorar a torto e a direito.
Rebolar na areia quando estás todo molhado.
Chorar porque também é um direito.
Abraçar o teu gato ou o teu cão.
Mandar a austeridade tomar no cu.
Beijar incansavelmente.
Não te levares minimamente a sério.
Dispensar quem te chateia.
Tocar um instrumento qualquer.
Perdoar quem é humano.
Desistir do que não te serve.
Lutar pelo direito à parvoíce.
Escrever um livro.
Dar prioridade ao prazer.
Ler um livro.
Nunca desistir de quem amas.
Aprender desvairadamente.
Fazer cadeirinha com quem amas.
Ensinar desvairadamente.
Perder a respiração pelo menos uma vez por dia.
Nascer pelo menos mais uma vez do que as vezes em que morreres.
Viver desvairadamente.
Te."

in "O Livro dos Loucos", de Pedro Chagas Freitas
Pré-encomenda de exemplares autografados pelo e-mail fabricaescrita@gmail.com

Ser Mãe é assim... :)

Mãe!!!

"Só uma vez teu filho terá dois anos,
E o teu colo será a sua praia,
Filho único ou com manos,
Ele amará… andar ao redor de tua saia.

Só uma vez ele terá 4 anos,
E desejo ardente de brincar contigo,
Inúmeras quedas, inúmeros estragos,
E outras tantas vezes de castigo.

Só uma vez… ele 6 anos terá,
E tu prometes-lhe uma boneca ou uma bola,
Seu corpo assustado, logo pela manhã,
Primeiro dia de escola.

Só uma vez ele será adolescente,
Primeiro namoro, primeira briga,
Viverá uma mistura de triste e contente,
E nem sempre te verá como amiga.

Pela primeira vez será adulto,
O trabalho será o seu novo processo,
E tu, tipo ritual ou qualquer culto,
Rezas para que ele tenha o maior sucesso.

Só uma vez, assim se deseja,
Ele faça suas malas, abandone o seu ninho,
Para que de braço dado contigo na igreja,
Rume aos braços de outra mulher, pra trilhar novo caminho.

Pela primeira vez terá um filho,
E tu, alegremente, serás avó,
E apesar do novo trilho,
Tu nunca o deixarás só.

Pela primeira vez serás mãe a dobrar,
Juntarás no teu coração… o amor de todos os corações,
E com tanto amor para dar,
Terás também o dobro das preocupações.

E um dia quando fores velhinha…recordarás…
Tudo o que te fez sorrir…sem qualquer preconceito,
Acenderás uma velinha…e dirás,
Posso partir… o meu “trabalho” está feito!

Ser mãe é ... ser capaz de doar a própria vida.
Tirar seu agasalho para seu filho cobrir,
Por vezes chorar escondida,
Pois o importante... é ver seu filho sorrir."

José Carlos SC

Quem??.... eu?? ah pois...

If You Want to Change the World, Love a Woman

"If you want to change the world… love a woman-really love her. Find the one who calls to your soul, who doesn’t make sense. Throw away your check list and put your ear to her heart and listen. Hear the names, the prayers, the songs of every living thing-every winged one, every furry and scaled one, every underground and underwater one, every green and flowering one,every not yet born and dying one…

Hear their melancholy praises back to the One who gave them life. If you haven’t heard your own name yet, you haven’t listened long enough. If your eyes aren’t filled with tears, if you aren’t bowing at her feet, you haven’t ever grieved having almost lost her. If you want to change the world… love a woman-one woman beyond yourself, beyond desire and reason, beyond your male preferences for youth, beauty and variety and all your superficial concepts of freedom.

We have given ourselves so many choices we have forgotten that true liberation comes from standing in the middle of the soul’s fire and burning through our resistance to Love.

There is only one Goddess. Look into Her eyes and see-really see if she is the one to bring the axe to your head.

If not, walk away. Right now. Don’t waste time “trying.”

Know that your decision has nothing to do with her because ultimately it’s not with who, but when we choose to surrender.

If you want to change the world… love a woman. Love her for life-beyond your fear of death, beyond your fear of being manipulated by the Mother inside your head. Don’t tell her you’re willing to die for her. Say you’re willing to LIVE with her, plant trees with her and watch them grow. Be her hero by telling her how beautiful she is in her vulnerable majesty,

by helping her to remember every day that she IS Goddess

through your adoration and devotion.

If you want to change the world… love a woman in all her faces, through all her seasons and she will heal you of your schizophrenia-your double-mindedness and half-heartedness which keeps your Spirit and body separate-

which keeps you alone and always looking outside your Self

for something to make your life worth living. There will always be another woman. Soon the new shiny one will become the old dull one and you’ll grow restless again, trading in women like cars, trading in the Goddess for the latest object of your desire. Man doesn’t need any more choices. What man needs is Woman, the Way of the Feminine, of Patience and Compassion, non-seeking, non-doing, of breathing in one place and sinking deep intertwining roots strong enough to hold the Earth together

while she shakes off the cement and steel from her skin.

If you want to change the world… love a woman, just one woman. Love and protect her as if she is the last holy vessel.

Love her through her fear of abandonment which she has been holding for all of humanity. No, the wound is not hers to heal alone. No, she is not weak in her codependence.

If you want to change the world… love a woman all the way through until she believes you, until her instincts, her visions, her voice, her art, her passion, her wildness have returned to her-until she is a force of love more powerful

than all the political media demons who seek to devalue and destroy her.

If you want to change the world, lay down your causes, your guns and protest signs. Lay down your inner war, your righteous anger and love a woman…beyond all of your striving for greatness, beyond your tenacious quest for enlightenment. The holy grail stands before you if you would only take her in your arms and let go of searching for something beyond this intimacy.

What if peace is a dream which can only be re-membered through the heart of Woman? What if a man’s love for Woman, the Way of the Feminine is the key to opening Her heart?

If you want to change the world…love a woman to the depths of your shadow, to the highest reaches of your Being, back to the Garden where you first met her,

to the gateway of the rainbow realm where you walk through together as Light as One, to the point of no return, to the ends and the beginning of a new Earth."

Lisa Citore

Toscana.... :)

Há um ano e pouco "descobri" a Toscana... e a Itália. Nunca me interessou este país, nunca me fascinou... não sei onde cliquei, não sei onde foi o ponto de viragem... agora estamos assim, em modo contemplação e suspiro...
Um dia :)

Linda Toscana mia!! Mi aspetta :) :)

Date a man who travels :)

"Date a man who treasures experience over toys, a hand-woven bracelet over a Rolex. Date the man who scoffs when he hears the words, “vacation”, “all-inclusive”, or “resort”. Date a man who travels because he’s not blinded by a single goal but enlivened by many.

You might find him in an airport or at a book store browsing the travel guides – although he “only uses them for reference.”

You’ll know it’s him because when you peek at his computer screen, his background will be a scenic splendor of rolling hills, mountains, or prayer flags. His Facebook friend count will be over-the-roof, and his wall will be plastered with the broken English ‘miss-you’ of friends he met along the way. When he travels, he makes lifelong friends in an hour. And although contact with these friends is sporadic and may be far-between, his bonds are unmessable and if he wanted, he could couch surf the world… again.

Buy him a beer. Once a traveller gets home, people rarely listen to their stories. So listen to him. Allow him to paint a picture that brings you into his world. He might talk fast and miss small details because he’s so excited to be heard. Bask in his enthusiasm. Want it for yourself.

He’ll squeak like an excited toddler when his latest issue of National Geographic arrives in the mail. Then he’ll grow quiet, engrossed, until he finishes his analysis of every photo, every adventure. In his mind, he’ll insert himself in these pictures. He’ll pass the issue on to you and grill you about your dreams and competitively ask about the craziest thing you’ve ever done. Tell him. And know that he’ll probably win. And if by chance you win, know that his next lot in life will be to out do you. But then he’ll say, “Maybe we can do it together.”

Date the man who talks of distant places and whose hands have explored the stone relics of ancient civilizations and whose mind has imagined those hands carving, chiseling, painting the wonders of the world. And when he talks, it’s as if he’s reliving it with you. You can almost hear his heart racing. You can almost feel the adrenaline ramped up by the moment. You feel it passing through his synapses, a feast to his eyes entering through those tiny oracles of experience that we call pupils, digesting rapidly through his veins, manifesting into his nervous system, transforming and altering his worldview like a reverse trauma and finally passing, but forever changing the colors of his sight. (Unless he’s Karl Pilkington.) You will want this too.

Date a man who’s lived out of a backpack because he lives happily with less. A man who’s travelled has seen poverty and dined with those who live in small shanty’s with no running water, and yet welcome strangers with greater hospitality than the rich. And because he’s seen this, he’s seen how a life without luxury can mean a life fueled by relationships and family, rather than a life that fuels fancy cars and ego. He’s experienced different ways of being, respects alternative religions and he looks at the world with the eyes of a five-year-old, curious and hungry. Your dad will be happy too because he’s good with money and knows how to budget.

This man relishes home; the comfort of a duvet, the safety stirred in a mom-cooked meal, the easy conversation of childhood friends, and the immaculate glory of the flush-toilet. Although fiercely independent, he has had time to reflect on himself and his relationships. Despite his wanderlust, he knows and appreciates his ties to home. He has had a chance to miss and be missed. Because of this, he also knows a thing or two about goodbyes. He knows the overwhelming uncertainty of leaving the comforts of home, the indefinite see-you-laters at the departure gates, and yet he fearlessly goes into the unknown because he knows the feeling of return. And that the I’ve-missed-you-hug is the best type of hug in the whole world. He also knows that goodbyes are just prolonged see-you-laters and that ‘hello’ is only as far away as the nearest internet cafe.

Don’t hold onto this man. Let this man go and go with him. If you haven’t travelled, he will open your eyes to a world beyond the news and popular perception. He will open your dreams to possibility and reality. He will calm your nerves when you’re about to miss a flight or when your rental blows a flat, because he knows the journey is the adventure. He will make light of the unsavory noises you make when you – and you will – get food poisoning. He will make you laugh through the discomfort all while dabbing your forehead with a cold cloth and nursing you with bottled water. He will make you feel like you’re home.

When you see something beautiful, he will hold your hand in silence, in awe the history of where his feet stand, and the fact that you’re with him.

He will live in every moment with you, because this is how he lives his life.

He understands that happiness is no more than a string of moments that displace neutrality, and he is determined to tie as many of these strings together as he can. He also understands your need to live for yourself and that you have a bucketlist of your own. Understand his. Understand that your goals may at some points differ, but that independence is the cornerstone of a healthy relationship when it’s mutually respected. You may lose him for a bit, but he will always come home bearing a new story and a souvenir he picked up because it reminded him of you, like it was made for you, and because he missed you. You might be compelled to do the same. Make sure that independence is on your bucketlist, and make sure it’s checked. Independence will keep your relationship fresh and exciting, and when you’re together again it will forge a bond of unbreakable trust.

He’ll propose when you’ve breached your comfort-zone, whether it be a fear like skydiving or swimming with sharks, or sitting next to the smelly person on an overcrowded bus. It won’t be with a diamond ring, but with a token from a native culture or inspired by nature, like the penguin and the pebble.

You will get married somewhere unassumed, surrounded by a select few, in a moment constructed to celebrate venturing into the unknown together again. Marry the man who’s travelled and together you will make the whole world your home. Your honeymoon will not be forgotten to a buffet dinner and all-you-can-drink beach bars, but will be remembered in the triumphant photographs at the top of Kilimanjaro and memorialized in the rewarding ache of muscles at the end of a long days hike.

When you’re ready, you will have children that have the names of the characters you met on your journeys, the foreign names of people who dug a special place in your heart if only for a few days. Perhaps you will live in another country, and your children will learn of language and customs that open their minds from the very start, leaving no room for prejudice. He will introduce them to the life of Hemingway, the journey of Santiago, and empower them to live even bigger than both of you.

Marry a man who travels and he’ll teach your children the beauty of a single stone, the history of the Incas and he will instill in them the bravery of possibility. He will explain to them that masking opportunity, there is fear. He will teach them to concur it.

And when you’re old, you’ll sit with your grandchildren pouring over your photo albums and chest of worldly treasures, while they too insert themselves into your photographs, sparked by the beauty of the world and inspired by your life in it.

Find a man who travels because you deserve a life of adventure and possibility. You deserve to live light and embrace simplicity. You deserve to look at life through the eyes of youth and with your arms wide open. Because this is where you will find joy. And better, you will find joy together.

And if you can’t find him, travel. Go. Embrace it. Explore the world for yourself because dreams are the stuff reality is made from."

Ramon Stoppelenburg

Don't date a boy who travels :)

"He’s the one with the messy unkempt hair colored by the sun. His skin is now far from fair like it once was. Not even sun kissed, it’s burnt with tan lines. He has wounds and bites here and there, but for every flaw on his skin, he has a story to tell.

Don’t date a boy who travels. He is hard to please. The usual dinner and movie date will not make for a repeat. His soul craves new experiences and adventures alike. He will be unimpressed with the talk about your new dress and new purse. He would rather climb a rock or jump out of an airplane, than hear about your possessions.

Don’t date a boy who travels, because he will bug you to book flights. Every time there’s an airline seat sale, even for a night. He won’t party at Republiq, and he will never pay for Avicii, because he knows that one weekend of clubbing is equivalent to one week somewhere far more exciting.

Chances are he can’t hold a steady job, but even if he could, he’d probably be daydreaming about quitting as soon as he could. He doesn’t want to keep working his ass off for someone else’s dream. He has his own dream, and is busy working at it every day. He is a freelancer; he makes money from something that requires creativity and imagination. Don’t waste his time complaining about your monotony.

Don’t date a boy who travels, he might have wasted his college degree, and he will definitely switched careers entirely. He is now a rafting instructor, rock climbing teacher, or whatever it may be. He’s not sure when the next paycheck is coming, but he’s happy he doesn’t work like a robot all day. He goes out and takes what life has to offer and challenges you to do the same.

Don’t date a boy who travels, for he has chosen a life of uncertainty. He doesn’t have a plan or even a permanent address for that matter. He goes with the flow and follows his heart. No matter how cliché, he dances to the beat of his own drum. He doesn’t wear a watch, but maybe a ring on his thumb. When the waves are calling his life stops for a few moments, and he will become oblivious to everything else. But he has learned that the most important thing in life isn’t just surfing.

Don’t date a boy who travels, as he tends to speak his mind. He will never try to impress your parents and friends with his worldly mind. He knows respect, but isn’t afraid to hold a debate about global issues, social responsibility, or even something as mundane as everyday hate.

Don’t date a boy who travels, because he will never need you. He knows how to sew a button and can cook a mean stew. He can clean up like a whistle, and doesn’t need you to polish his boots. But if you try to help him tie his tie, he will be more than happy to be treated so well by you. 

Don’t date a boy who travels, he is too independent. He won’t care whether you join him on his travels. He will forget to check in, and when he arrives, he will immediately hit the town for what’s sure to be a busy night. He’s always living in the present, talking to strangers. He will meet many very interesting, like-minded people. He will share his passion and dreams with people from around the world. In the end, he will get bored with the non-traveling people.

So, never date a boy who travels, unless you can keep up with him. If you unintentionally fall in love with one, don’t you dare keep him. Let him go."

Peter Gibbons

Se eu tivesse vivido nos anos 60....

Agora ficaria aqui a noite toda.......................... a publicar... :)

Amor Puro. Em dobro :)

:( esta mulher é uma heroína... e o seu pequeno herói está desaparecido há 16 anos. Desistir de procurar, nunca!!

Um dia quando eu vir a notícia que ele foi encontrado, vai ser um dos dias mais felizes da minha Vida... mesmo.

:)

Esta reportagem merece ser lida, divulgada... por muitas razões, mas principalmente porque cada um deve ser livre para dar Amor. Apenas isso. Dar Amor.

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“The fact that you’re struggling doesn’t make you a burden. It doesn’t make you unloveable or undesirable or undeserving of care. It doesn’t make you too much or too sensitive or too needy. It makes you human. Everyone struggles. Everyone has a difficult time coping, and at times, we all fall apart. During these times, we aren’t always easy to be around — and that’s okay. No one is easy to be around one hundred percent of the time. Yes, you may sometimes be unpleasant or difficult. And yes, you may sometimes do or say things that make the people around you feel helpless or sad. But those things aren’t all of who you are and they certainly don’t discount your worth as a human being. The truth is that you can be struggling and still be loved. You can be difficult and still be cared for. You can be less than perfect, and still be deserving of compassion and kindness.”

Daniell Koepke

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On marriage...

“Happiness in marriage is not something that just happens. A good marriage must be created. In the Art of Marriage, the little things are the big things. It is never being too old to hold hands. It is remembering to say ‘I love you’ at least once a day. It is never going to sleep angry. It is at no time taking the other for granted; the courtship should not end with the honeymoon; it should continue through all the years. It is having a mutual sense of values and common objectives. It is standing together facing the world. It is forming a circle of love that gathers in the whole family. It is doing things for each other, not in the attitude of duty or sacrifice, but in the spirit of joy. It is speaking words of appreciation and demonstrating gratitude in thoughtful ways. It is not expecting the husband to wear a halo or the wife to have the wings of an angel. It is not looking for perfection in each other. It is cultivating flexibility, patience, understanding and a sense of humor. It is having the capacity to forgive and forget. It is giving each other an atmosphere in which each can grow. It is finding rooms for things of the spirit. It is a common search for the good and the beautiful. It is establishing a relationship in which the independence is equal, dependence is mutual and obligation is reciprocal. It is not only marrying the right partner, it is being the right partner.”

Paul Newman’s letter to his wife on their wedding day