<?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-8143325633895393918</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:01:47.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.:: Sabe o que eu estava pensando? ::.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Glau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212773784536248483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SFx_HhwiXjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9SVmz15eNg/S220/Glaucia+037.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143325633895393918.post-6666847347812255318</id><published>2010-02-02T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T10:41:55.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Sentido da Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ponha a mão no peito e sinta as batidas do seu coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Esse é o relógio da sua vida tiquitaqueando a contagem regressiva do tempo que lhe resta. Um dia ele parará. Isso é cem por cento garantido e não há nada que você possa fazer a respeito. Portanto, não dá para perder um único precioso segundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Vá atrás do seu sonho com energia e paixão, ou, então, recue e veja-o escorrer pelo ralo. Se você passar o tempo todo em cima do muro, acabará não indo a lugar algum no pouco tempo que lhe resta (sem falar, claro, no perigo das farpas em lugares inconvenientes). Como dizem: "não se salta uma fenda em dois pulinhos".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;É preciso coragem e dedicação para viver o seus sonhos. (Claro, também é preciso lembrar onde acaba a coragem e começa a estupidez). A verdade é que todos nascemos com potencial para a grandeza, abençoados com oportunidades para alcançar novas e estonteantes alturas. Mas, tristemente, muitos de nós são preguiçosos demais, preocupados demais com o que os outros possam pensar, com medo demais de mudanças, para abrir suas asas e usar todos os seus talentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;É importantíssimo fazer o que deixa feliz - e da melhor maneira possível. Não importa que seja fazer bolas de neve, prender a respiração debaixo d'água, cantar, ou conseguir efeitos dramáticos com um secador de cabelos. Só o que interessa é que você se sinta bem com o que está fazendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tenha sempre em mente que, faça o que você fizer, os enganos são parte da vida e não perca tempo se castigando por erros do passado. Não fique ruminando se está ou não fazendo a coisa certa. Você sempre saberá a resposta no seu coração. Em vez de desanimar-se, lembre-se sempre de que rejeição e resistência são inevitáveis quando se faz algo muito importante ou especial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Quando você se propõe a realizar seus sonhos, muitos tentarão detê-lo (incluindo os que mais amam você). O que não falta neste mundo são pessimistas lamentáveis, que desistem dos seus sonhos, para lhe dizer: "não perca seu tempo, você nunca conseguirá."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Você pode muito bem se ver cercado por pessoas que, secretamente, querem ver você fazer menos, ou fracassar por completo, para não se sentir diminuídas. "Esqueça isso", dirão. "Não vale a pena." Por isso, é importante compreender que seguir o seu próprio caminho pode ser incrivelmente recompensador, mas não é fácil não. Como todo mundo, você terá alguns dias melhores que outros. De vez em quando, tudo parecerá uma grande zona de perigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;As pessoas olharão para você com estranheza quando souberem o que você está tentando atingir e você começará a ouvir seus detratores e a ter dúvidas. "Porque não continuei vendendo bananas, meu Deus?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Mas, aconteça o que acontecer, não desista!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lembre-se de que todos têm dificuldades.. É incrivelmente cansativo passar dias fazendo coisas que não nos agradam ou sequer nos interessam. Mas, se você perseguir o seu sonho, pelo menos se cansará fazendo o que mais gosta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Você pode achar que nada disto significa muito no grande esquema global das coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Mas, acredite: significa. Quando você tirar tudo que puder da sua vida, saboreando cada gota, isto mudará tudo à sua volta, de ordinário para extraordinário. Quando estiver fazendo o que ama, você se levantará de manhã cheio de animação para enfrentar o começo de cada dia e estará tomado de uma alegria sincera, altamente contagiante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do mesmo modo que, ao dar uma boa risada, faz outro começar a rir, e outro, até que estão todos rindo tanto que começam a lacrimejar, ter dor de estômago e dificuldades em respirar. Mas, melhor do que tudo, fazendo coisas que enroscam os seus bigodes de fazer (presumindo-se, claro que você tenha bigodes), você inspira outros a irem atrás dos seus sonhos, e é assim, meu amigo, que se transforma o mundo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sabe de uma coisa? Mesmo que você cometa enganos e esteja errado sobre quase tudo, ainda assim sua vida será uma aventura fantástica e divertida; você dormirá cada noite sabendo que fez o que podia e isso fez diferença e acordará a cada dia antecipando o futuro tão belo e excitante quanto puder imaginar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;E sabe de outra coisa? Se você ouvir seu coração e usar a cabeça, nunca estará errado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Luiz Fernando Veríssimo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143325633895393918-6666847347812255318?l=glauciazanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/feeds/6666847347812255318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143325633895393918&amp;postID=6666847347812255318' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/6666847347812255318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/6666847347812255318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-sentido-da-vida.html' title='O Sentido da Vida'/><author><name>Glau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212773784536248483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SFx_HhwiXjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9SVmz15eNg/S220/Glaucia+037.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143325633895393918.post-3896384513952054877</id><published>2009-12-20T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:35:41.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was wondering alone about this poem and I wanted to share. I hope you enjoy every single line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time you learn the difference, the subtle difference between holding hands and chaining a soul.&lt;br /&gt;And you learn that to love somebody doesn't mean mean to engage in co-dependency and that being in a relationship doesn't always mean emotional safety.&lt;br /&gt;And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and gifts aren't promises.&lt;br /&gt;And you start to accetp your failures with your head held hight and eyes straight ahead with the grace of a mature adult and not with a displeasure of a child.&lt;br /&gt;And you learn to build your roads today, to consider tomorrow, and with the future's uncertainty, the understanding that these plans may fail.&lt;br /&gt;After a while you learn that prolonged exposure to the sun's rays burn your flesh.&lt;br /&gt;And you learn it doesn't matter how much you care, because there is always someone who won't.&lt;br /&gt;And you learn that it doesn't matter how good a person is at heart she'll hurt your feelings someday and you need to be able to forgive her.&lt;br /&gt;You learn that speak out may alliviate the burden of your negative emotions.&lt;br /&gt;You discovery that you need many long years to build confidence and only mere seconds to destroi it and you learn you can make many impulsive mistakes in but a moment, and you'll feel sorry for the rest of your life&lt;br /&gt;You learn that real friendship keeps growing even if distance separates you, and what matters isn't what you have in your life but who you have.&lt;br /&gt;And good friends are the family we can choose.&lt;br /&gt;You learn we don't have to change ours friends if we figure out they don't change. You must realize you and your friend can do anything or nothing and have memorable times spent together.&lt;br /&gt;You discovery people who you care about are grabed from you very quickly. This's why you should leave people you love with lovely words, may be the last time you're seeing them.&lt;br /&gt;You learn that the circumstance and the environment influence us but that we're responsable for ourselves and our decisions.&lt;br /&gt;You begin to learn we don't have to compere ourselves with the others but with what is best inside of ourselves. You must realize that it takes time to be who you want to be and that our time on earth is too short.&lt;br /&gt;You learn that it scarcely matters where you are, but it does matter where you're going. And if you don't know where you're going, anywhere will do.&lt;br /&gt;You learn you have to control your actions or your actions will control you.&lt;br /&gt;Being flexible doesn't mean you are being weak or without personality because no matter the situation, delicate and fragile or harsh and unforgiving, there will always be two sides to the story.&lt;br /&gt;You learn that heroes are people that did what was necessary in dire straits, facing the consequences with stoicism.&lt;br /&gt;You learn that to be patient requires nearly endless practice.&lt;br /&gt;You uncover the truth that sometimes the person who you think would kick you when you are upon your hands and knees, is one among few who would help you stand once more.&lt;br /&gt;You learn that maturity is more about experience and what you learned with  from it than how many birthdays you have celebrated.&lt;br /&gt;You learn over time that you have more in common with your mother and father than you could ever have imagined.&lt;br /&gt;You learn you never say to a child that his dreams are just foolishness; few things can be so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;You learn that when you feel anger you can experience it but it does not mean you should be cruel or uncontrolled.&lt;br /&gt;You discovery that if someone does not love you the way you want them to, it does not mean that he does not love you completely for we all have people that love us but do not know how to show us their love or live with it.&lt;br /&gt;You learn that is not always enough to be forgiven by someone else, sometimes we need to learn to forgive ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;You learn that with the same severity you judge others, you yourself will be judged at any given moment by others.&lt;br /&gt;You learn that it does not matter into how many pieces your heart was broken, the world does not stop to allow you the time to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;You learn that time is not something you can turn back no matter how much you wish it was so.&lt;br /&gt;So, plant your seeds and water your soil, instead of simply waiting expectantly for someone to bring you flowers.&lt;br /&gt;You learn that you really can endure... that you're strong enough and that you can go even farther after you think you can't stand it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;You discover that life possesses inherent value, and that you can appreciate it fully.&lt;br /&gt;The present is deceitful and tricks us into losing our good things that you could earn if you were not afraid to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143325633895393918-3896384513952054877?l=glauciazanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/feeds/3896384513952054877/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143325633895393918&amp;postID=3896384513952054877' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/3896384513952054877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/3896384513952054877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/2009/12/after-while.html' title='After a while'/><author><name>Glau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212773784536248483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SFx_HhwiXjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9SVmz15eNg/S220/Glaucia+037.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143325633895393918.post-6143935270922535498</id><published>2009-10-27T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:22:56.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a wonderful world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was wondering how wonderful the world would be without preconception. pherhaps people could shake hands and ask "How are you?" and wouldn't worry about religions, money, skin color or any other subject that keeps people apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We already are in the 21th century and we still have mediocre people who think the skin color makes someone better or worse. The haven't realized yet the skin color doesn't say how good/honest a person is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Another kind of preconception we still have is the religion preconception. People fight because the can't understand and respect other people who think in a different way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Unfortunately we find a preconception within poor people because them can be despised by a person who has to realize the material things don't make anyone better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I particulary love a song written by Louis Armstrong that talks about a wonderful world. In my own perspective, if the people would do what the song says, the world would be much lovelier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;see trees of green, red roses too&lt;br /&gt; I see them bloom for me and you&lt;br /&gt; And I think to myself, what a wonderful world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I see skies so blue and clouds of white&lt;br /&gt; The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night&lt;br /&gt; And I think to myself, what a wonderful world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky&lt;br /&gt; Are also on the faces of people going by&lt;br /&gt; I see friends shaking hands, saying, "how do you do?"&lt;br /&gt; They're really saying, "I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hear babies cry, I watch them grow&lt;br /&gt; They'll learn much more, than I'll never know&lt;br /&gt; And I think to myself, what a wonderful world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louis Armstrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143325633895393918-6143935270922535498?l=glauciazanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/feeds/6143935270922535498/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143325633895393918&amp;postID=6143935270922535498' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/6143935270922535498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/6143935270922535498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-wonderful-world.html' title='What a wonderful world'/><author><name>Glau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212773784536248483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SFx_HhwiXjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9SVmz15eNg/S220/Glaucia+037.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143325633895393918.post-8056573315368093176</id><published>2009-09-15T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T11:12:36.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ensinamento de criança</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Estava pensando em uma regra quem um dia aprendi ainda criança e até hoje tenho como minha filosofia de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Compartilho no meu blog essa regra e espero que seja de grande valia para todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Regra dos 3 R's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Respeito a si;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Respeito aos outros;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Responsabilidade pelos seus atos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E também deixo aqui duas frases que me marcaram desde o momento em que as li.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - Você se torna responsável por aqueles que cativas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Quando apontar um dedo para alguém, não se esqueça quem tem 3 dedos apontados para você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143325633895393918-8056573315368093176?l=glauciazanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/feeds/8056573315368093176/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143325633895393918&amp;postID=8056573315368093176' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/8056573315368093176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/8056573315368093176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/2009/09/regra-frases.html' title='Ensinamento de criança'/><author><name>Glau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212773784536248483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SFx_HhwiXjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9SVmz15eNg/S220/Glaucia+037.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143325633895393918.post-4268327727466884663</id><published>2009-08-21T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T07:21:59.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Com o tempo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Com o tempo... Você aprende que estar com alguém, só porque esse alguém lhe oferece um bom futuro, significa que mais cedo ou mais tarde você irá querer voltar ao passado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Com o tempo... Você se dará conta que casar só porque “está na hora”, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;é uma clara advertência de que o seu matrimônio será um fracasso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Com o tempo... Você compreende que só quem é capaz de lhe amar com os seus defeitos, sem pretender mudar-lhe, é que pode lhe dar toda a felicidade que deseja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Com o tempo... Você se dará conta de que se você está ao lado de uma pessoa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;só para não ficar sozinho(a), com certeza uma hora vai desejar não voltar a vê-la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Com o tempo... Você se dará conta de que ter amigos vale mais do que qualquer montante em dinheiro......e entende que os “verdadeiros amigos” se contam nos dedos, e que aquele que não luta para tê-los, mais cedo ou mais tarde se verá rodeado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;unicamente de amizades falsas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Com o tempo... Você aprende que as palavras ditas num momento de raiva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;podem continuar a magoar a quem você disse durante toda a vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Com o tempo... Você aprende que desculpar todos o fazem, mas perdoar, somente as “almas grandes” conseguem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Com o tempo... Você compreende que se você feriu muito um amigo, provavelmente a amizade jamais será a mesma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Com o tempo... Você se dá conta de que cada experiência vivida com cada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;pessoa é insubstituível e única...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Com o tempo... Você se dá conta de que aquele que humilha ou despreza um ser humano, mais cedo ou mais tarde sofrerá as mesmas humilhações e desprezos, só que multiplicados...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Com o tempo... Você aprende a construir todos os seus caminhos hoje, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;porque o terreno do amanhã é demasiado incerto para fazer planos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Com o tempo... Você compreende que apressar as coisas ou forçá-las para que aconteçam, fará com que no final não sejam como você esperava...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Com o tempo... Você se dará conta de que, na realidade, o melhor não era o futuro, mas sim o momento que estava vivendo naquele instante...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Com o tempo... Você aprende que tentar perdoar ou pedir perdão, dizer que ama ou dizer que sente falta, dizer que precisa ou que quer ser... Junto de um caixão... ... deixa de fazer sentido...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Por isso, recorde sempre estas palavras: “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O HOMEM TORNA-SE VELHO MUITO RÁPIDO E SÁBIO DEMASIADO TARDE&lt;/span&gt;”, e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;xatamente quando: “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JÁ NÃO HÁ TEMPO&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: justify; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desconheço o Autor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143325633895393918-4268327727466884663?l=glauciazanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/feeds/4268327727466884663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143325633895393918&amp;postID=4268327727466884663' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/4268327727466884663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/4268327727466884663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/2009/08/com-o-tempo.html' title='Com o tempo...'/><author><name>Glau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212773784536248483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SFx_HhwiXjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9SVmz15eNg/S220/Glaucia+037.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143325633895393918.post-6260092253983635792</id><published>2009-07-29T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T15:51:21.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back and to the future.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I was thinking about which way in our lives we should look and I realized we have three kinds of people: those who look just back, those who look to the future and the third one who looks in both directions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From my own perspective, the people who look back are people that don't care a lot about the future. They're so thankful for what life has given them but they don't have a lot of hope.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They're happy with what they have and everything for them is fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The kind of people who look just in to the future, sometimes they're thankful for what they had / have. But they just want more and more. It's a good point you want to be a winner and work for what you want. But sometimes these people don't appreciate what they'd had before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally the third kind of people for me are the people who look back and they're thankful and appreciate everything that happened with them before but at the same time, they look forward. And they look for a better life, a better job or whatever they want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These people keep believing in their dreams, making everything possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So in this way they can look back and foward and be proud of themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143325633895393918-6260092253983635792?l=glauciazanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/feeds/6260092253983635792/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143325633895393918&amp;postID=6260092253983635792' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/6260092253983635792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/6260092253983635792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/2009/07/looking-back-and-to-future.html' title='Looking back and to the future.'/><author><name>Glau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212773784536248483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SFx_HhwiXjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9SVmz15eNg/S220/Glaucia+037.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143325633895393918.post-7310643916830815230</id><published>2009-06-22T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:27:19.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Castelo de areia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Num dia de verão, estava na praia, observando duas crianças brincando na areia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Elas trabalhavam muito, construindo um castelo de areia, com torres, passarelas e passagens internas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quando estavam quase acabando, veio uma onda e destruiu tudo, reduzindo o castelo à um monte de areia e espuma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Achei que as crianças cairiam no choro, depois de tanto esforço e cuidado, mas tive uma surpresa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Em vez de chorar, correram para a praia, fugindo da água,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sorrindo, de mãos dadas e começaram a construir outro castelo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Compreendi que havia recebido uma importante lição:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gastamos muito tempo de nossas vidas construindo alguma coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E mais cedo ou mais tarde, uma onda poderá vir e destruir o que levamos tanto tempo para construir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Mas quando isso acontecer, somente aquele que tem as mãos de alguém para segurar, será capaz de Sorrir !!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tudo é feito de areia;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Só o que permanece é o nosso relacionamento com as outras pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Autor Desconhecido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143325633895393918-7310643916830815230?l=glauciazanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/feeds/7310643916830815230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143325633895393918&amp;postID=7310643916830815230' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/7310643916830815230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/7310643916830815230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/2009/06/castelo-de-areia.html' title='Castelo de areia'/><author><name>Glau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212773784536248483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SFx_HhwiXjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9SVmz15eNg/S220/Glaucia+037.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143325633895393918.post-120821475441502773</id><published>2009-04-10T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:14:55.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;I was thinking about how jealous people can be helpless. Yes! They can be helpless!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;The jealous people have their reasons to be that way, sometimes because they want to do what we are doing, sometimes because it is about something that happened to them in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody likes to be around a jealous person, but it is inevitable because they're everywhere, especially at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Have you noticed what they say when you suggest a task or ask for some help?&lt;br /&gt;They always tell you that whatever you are doing is not good enough or that it is terrible. And this is the big point! What you have done is really great and they wish they could do that, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Listen to them carefully, take out what is not useful and add some ideas that they gave to you while they were saying your work is not good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;They're jealous, I know, but they have another viewpoint and this can help you to add more information and make your work much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143325633895393918-120821475441502773?l=glauciazanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/feeds/120821475441502773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143325633895393918&amp;postID=120821475441502773' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/120821475441502773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/120821475441502773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/2009/04/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy'/><author><name>Glau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212773784536248483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SFx_HhwiXjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9SVmz15eNg/S220/Glaucia+037.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143325633895393918.post-1349093129186920316</id><published>2009-04-08T12:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:28:41.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para refletir - O Sentido dos Gansos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;No outono, quando se vêem bandos de aves voando, formando um grande V no céu, indaga-se o porquê de voarem desta forma. Sabe-se que quando cada ave bate as asas, move o ar para cima, ajudando a sustentar a ave imediatamente de trás. Ao voar em forma de V, o bando se beneficia com muito mais força de vôo do que uma ave voando sozinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Pessoas que têm a mesma direção e sentido de comunidade podem atingir seus objetivos de forma mais rápida e fácil, pois viajam beneficiando-se de um impulso mútuo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sempre que uma ave sai do bando, sente subitamente o esforço e a resistência necessários para continuar voando sozinha. Rapidamente, ela entra outra vez em formação para aproveitar o deslocamento de ar provocado pela ave que voa imediatamente à sua frente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Se tivéssemos o mesmo sentido, manter-nos-íamos em formação com o que lideram o caminho para onde também desejamos seguir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Quando a ave líder se cansa, ela muda de posição dentro da formação e outra assume a liderança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Vale a pena nos revezarmos em tarefas difíceis, e isto serve tanto para as pessoas quanto para as aves que voam juntas. As aves de trás gritam encorajando as da frente para que mantenham a velocidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Finalmente quando uma ave fica doente ou, se fere, duas aves saem da formação e a acompanham para ajudá-la e protegê-la. Ficam com ela até que consiga voar novamente ou morra. Só então, levantam vôo, sozinhas, ou em outra formação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Se tivéssemos o sentido das aves também ficaríamos da mesma forma um ao lado do outro para apoiar o mais fraco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Autoria desconhecida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143325633895393918-1349093129186920316?l=glauciazanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/feeds/1349093129186920316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143325633895393918&amp;postID=1349093129186920316' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/1349093129186920316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/1349093129186920316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/2009/04/para-refletir.html' title='Para refletir - O Sentido dos Gansos'/><author><name>Glau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212773784536248483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SFx_HhwiXjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9SVmz15eNg/S220/Glaucia+037.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143325633895393918.post-7675494652782068506</id><published>2009-01-20T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:49:43.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 14, 99);"&gt;I was looking around at the different kinds of publicity in different places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 14, 99);"&gt;A lot of times when I walked in Sao Paulo and I would see a good advertisement I would ask myself: What are the advertisementS like in the USA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 14, 99);"&gt;After traveling around in some states of the USA, I realize what the advertisements are like and I've enjoyed them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 14, 99);"&gt;I cannot say advertisements in Brazil are more beautiful or useful than those in the United States, I just can say that different cultures make the advertisements more interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 14, 99);"&gt;You can see, below, some advertisements that I have gathered to share with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 14, 99);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SXYXnm4biAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ylIpmfcNAAU/s1600-h/DisplayEstacao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SXYXnm4biAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ylIpmfcNAAU/s320/DisplayEstacao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293444381240166402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Train Station - New Jersey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SXYYCrqIg0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-OpBzoyc5o/s1600-h/PainelCorredor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SXYYCrqIg0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6-OpBzoyc5o/s320/PainelCorredor1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293444846378844994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Train Station - New Jersey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SXYYW0g9_KI/AAAAAAAAADE/_cTZqeJChsY/s1600-h/100_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SXYYW0g9_KI/AAAAAAAAADE/_cTZqeJChsY/s320/100_0907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293445192353709218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Billboard - New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SXYZtBDNpeI/AAAAAAAAADM/GOr__yuIXQg/s1600-h/Glaucia+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SXYZtBDNpeI/AAAAAAAAADM/GOr__yuIXQg/s320/Glaucia+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293446673187317218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Billboard - New Jersey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 14, 99);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143325633895393918-7675494652782068506?l=glauciazanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/feeds/7675494652782068506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143325633895393918&amp;postID=7675494652782068506' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/7675494652782068506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/7675494652782068506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/2009/01/looking-around.html' title='Looking around'/><author><name>Glau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212773784536248483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SFx_HhwiXjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9SVmz15eNg/S220/Glaucia+037.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SXYXnm4biAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ylIpmfcNAAU/s72-c/DisplayEstacao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143325633895393918.post-7374255364136069226</id><published>2008-12-21T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:07:31.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Dicas Para Ser Um Jovem Vencedor</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gosto de passar horas vendo algumas reportagens escrita pela professor Marins, e essa dica eu quero compartilhar com voc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ês. Espero que seja útil e que tente colocar em prática.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Escolha seus amigos. Não ande com pessoas que não vão agregar nada à sua vida futura;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Estude. Lembre-se que o século XXI é o século da Inteligência. Vencerão somente os melhores;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Procure ouvir a experiência dos mais velhos. Às vezes pode ser chato, mas antes de descartar bons conselhos, pense neles;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Cuide de sua saúde. Pratique esportes. Não fume;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Encha o seu tempo. Não fique desocupado. Faça alguma coisa boa – cursos rápidos além da escola são uma boa opção;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Aprenda inglês e espanhol. Lembre-se que inglês será o idioma universal. Mais da metade da população mundial estará falando inglês nos próximos anos. Espanhol é importante porque será a segunda língua mundial;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Aprenda computação. Seja amigável com um computador. O mundo será a cada dia mais eletrônico. Navegue na Internet buscando informações úteis para o seu futuro;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. Divirta-se. Seja uma pessoa alegre. Sorria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. Seja "polido" e "educado". Saiba dizer "com licença",  "por favor", "obrigado", "desculpe". Pessoas educadas têm mais sucesso na vida e no trabalho;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;10. Resista a tentação às drogas e maneiras fáceis (e falsas) de ser feliz. Lembre-se que a felicidade e o sucesso são construídos no dia-a-dia por nossas atitudes e comportamentos. Acredite em Você! Lembre-se que Você é a pessoa mais importante do mundo! Você merece o melhor! Cuide-se!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="small"&gt;Escrito por Luiz Marins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode visitar o website e encontrar mais dicas legais: &lt;a href="http://www.anthropos.com.br/"&gt;www.anthropos.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8143325633895393918-7374255364136069226?l=glauciazanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/feeds/7374255364136069226/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143325633895393918&amp;postID=7374255364136069226' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/7374255364136069226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/7374255364136069226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/2008/12/10-dicas-para-ser-um-jovem-vencedor.html' title='10 Dicas Para Ser Um Jovem Vencedor'/><author><name>Glau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212773784536248483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SFx_HhwiXjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9SVmz15eNg/S220/Glaucia+037.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143325633895393918.post-159963744453279615</id><published>2008-12-19T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T07:29:52.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Corrente do Bem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Me peguei pensando se essa Corrente do Bem realmente funciona ou se é pura utopia, visto que há tantos que necessitam e tantos outros que nunca estendem a mão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Nesse emaranhado de pensamentos, para entender se a Corrente do Bem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;é funcional, a melhor coisa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;é olhar para dentro de nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;ão pense que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; engraçado se você se lembrar de algum dia que a saída parecia n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;ão existir e , repentinamente, vo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;cê  viu uma m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;ão estendida para te ajudar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Se entrarmos um pouco mais em nossos pensamentos, poderemos ver que essa cena se repete &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;árias outras vezes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Esse pensamento me levou a um outro: como seria o mundo se s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;ó tivesse m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;ãos que ajudassem a seguir em frente, ao inv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;és de empurrar o outro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;A ação que a nossa mão faz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;é a escolha que fazemos para dizer se a Corrente do Bem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;uma utopia ou uma bela realidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143325633895393918-159963744453279615?l=glauciazanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/feeds/159963744453279615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143325633895393918&amp;postID=159963744453279615' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/159963744453279615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/159963744453279615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/2008/12/corrente-do-bem.html' title='A Corrente do Bem'/><author><name>Glau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212773784536248483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SFx_HhwiXjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9SVmz15eNg/S220/Glaucia+037.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143325633895393918.post-2538011394563066239</id><published>2008-10-29T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:29:38.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confiança</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;    Demora -se uma vida para se constuir a confiança e apenas um segundo para destru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;í&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;-la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Entre meus pensamentos parei para refletir um pouco mais sobre esse quesito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;Às vezes a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;confiança é contruida com pequenos gestos cotidianos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Enxergamos no outro um alguém que está conosco em todas as horas, um alguém com quem podemos desabafar e compartilhar nossas vitórias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Neste percurso caímos no esquecimento que estamos construindo nossa confiança em um outro ser-humano, do qual é passivo de erros, igualmente a nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Entre um erro e outro, a confiança vai diminuindo, vamos nos desiludindo e sem a confiança, não é possível fazermos grandes realizações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Outras vezes, a confiança é desmoronada com apenas um gesto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Comparo a confiança entre duas pessoas como uma bela xícara de chá. Por um pequeno descuido, a xícara pode cair, podendo se quebrar ou simplesmente trincar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Pode ser que com muito trabalho, o trincado venha a ser retificado, porém ele sempre se fará presente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Tome cuidado, olhe pro lado, olhe para o outro e não deixe que um trincado se faça presente na sua xícara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143325633895393918-2538011394563066239?l=glauciazanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/feeds/2538011394563066239/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143325633895393918&amp;postID=2538011394563066239' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/2538011394563066239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/2538011394563066239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/2008/10/confiana.html' title='Confiança'/><author><name>Glau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212773784536248483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SFx_HhwiXjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9SVmz15eNg/S220/Glaucia+037.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143325633895393918.post-2516815789506247597</id><published>2008-09-11T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:10:34.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudar para sobreviver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Mudar é um ato de coragem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;É a aceitação plena e consciente do desafio.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;É um trabalho &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;árduo, para hoje!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;É um trabalho duro, para agora!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;E os frutos s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;ó vir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;ão amanh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;ã, quem sabe,  t&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;ão distante...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mas quando temos a firmeza do prop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;ósito,  é mais  f&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;ácil suportar as dificuldades do dia-a-dia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;A caminhada &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;é longa, muitos v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;ão se retirar da estrada, contudo, os que ficarem, chegar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mudar requer sairmos de nossa zona de conforto. E quem quer sair da comodidade? Poucos aceitam esse desafio, mas s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;ó&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt; os que têm coragem e ousadia conseguem seguir adiante e fazer diferente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;E você, o que pode fazer diferente hoje?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143325633895393918-2516815789506247597?l=glauciazanon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/feeds/2516815789506247597/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143325633895393918&amp;postID=2516815789506247597' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/2516815789506247597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143325633895393918/posts/default/2516815789506247597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glauciazanon.blogspot.com/2008/09/mudar-para-sobreviver.html' title='Mudar para sobreviver'/><author><name>Glau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13212773784536248483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ga9B36Qo6fk/SFx_HhwiXjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/R9SVmz15eNg/S220/Glaucia+037.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
