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THE WORM AND THE BEETLE (lesson about friendship)

Milena Velba And Nadine Jensen

I've noticed that when a person dies, when the sympathy, the pain is shared in the same way with everyone.

and I say be grateful for my experience with you in this painful trance.

Sometimes someone embraces you in an exaggerated, do you think ... if only you know, to come so much affection, because I do not feel the same.

Other times it will pass the contrary, we are the ones we spent with affection, and we are not reciprocated in the same way.

The most beautiful is the harmony that unites two people, they embrace, they feel and share the grief or joy, depending on the circumstances, in the same way.

remember someone thank you for joining us I said "no thank you very much not, many times" ... and I said ... Hey, not many times here ... the poor guy did not know where to go, are these things said without thinking sometimes ...

My point in this post is how beautiful it is communicated through the heart ... too many words ...

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REFLECTIONS ON THE CARRIAGE ALLEGORY

This morning I went as usual to the spa comes in handy for me fibromyalgia take a bath in the whirlpool. I bought a

float belt kind of a sports store, gave me more confidence something to help me float, the exercise would be lower.

far so good, perfect ...

I arrived, I took my hand and I float belt, at home I had tested it and I was good, above the swimsuit I noticed it big, had to adapt, I had to shorten a little the ribbon.

begin to pull and release the tape on one side, I entered the water, the better I do it inside ... I try to remove the piece that was supposed to unite the two parties, y. .. I drop into the water, I begin to look ... I think if it has fallen to the bottom to see how lame ... no, not in substance, is down the stairs, but since it cost me find black.

And what do I do now? if I have my hands full of happy things float belt and hastily is, well, as a knot.

I made a nice knot and swim ... everything was going well ... I felt lighter and was easier for me, I started to swim back, and looked like the bumper cars at the fair, come to turn, do not know why.

When I got home and I told Mountain we both laughed.

(image is the Aqua Spa D. Manuel).

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One October day, a familiar voice on the phone I said: "I went out there a gift for you.

Excited, I go out to the sidewalk and I find the gift. It's a beautiful carriage parked right opposite the door of my house. It is polished walnut, has brass hardware and white ceramic lamps, all very fine, very elegant, very chic.

I open the door of the cab and climb. A large semicircular seat wrapped in embroidered velvet and a white lace curtains add a touch of royalty to the cubicle. I sit and realize that everything is designed exclusively for me, is calculated along the legs, the width seat, the height of the roof ... everything is very comfortable, and there is no room for anyone else.

Then I looked out the window and see "the landscape": first the front of my house, the other the front of my neighbor's house ... and say: "What a man this gift! How nice, how nice ... "And I stay a while enjoying the feeling. After a while I start to get bored, what you see out the window is always the same.

I wonder: "How much time one can see the same things?" And I begin to convince me that the gift to me is useless. Of that I'm complaining out loud when I passed my neighbor says, as if guessing: - Do not you realize that this coach is missing something?

face I put what-you-miss while watching the carpets and upholstery. "I miss the horses," he says before you get to ask. So I always see the same thing, I think "That's why I find boring ..." True, "I say. Then I go to the yard of the station and he tied two horses to the carriage.

I climb from the inside again and cry: - Eaaaaa! The landscape becomes wonderful, extraordinary, constantly changing and that surprised me. However, soon begin to feel some vibration in the carriage and see the beginnings of a crack in one side. Horses are paths that lead me terrible grasp all the wells, climb the trails, take me by neighborhoods.

I realize that I have no control of anything, the horses drag me where they want. At first, this route was very nice, but ultimately I feel it is very dangerous. Start to panic and realize that this is not good either. At that time, I see my neighbor passing nearby, in your car. The insult: - What I did! Yells at me - I need the driver! - Ah! "I say.

With great difficulty and with your help, reined the horses and decided to hire a driver. A few days after assuming duties. It is a formal and dignified man-faced little humor and knowledge.

I think that now I am ready to truly enjoy the gift to me. I climb, I settle, stuck his head and tells the driver where I want to go. He drives, he controls the situation, he decides the appropriate speed and chooses the best route. I ... I enjoy the journey.

This little allegory should help us to understand the concept be holistic. We were born, left our "home" and we have met with a gift: our body. A carriage specially designed for each of us. A vehicle can adapt to changes over time, but it will be the same throughout the journey.

Shortly after birth, our body showed a desire, a need, a requirement instinctive, and moved. This stroller-the body-would be useless if it had no horses, they are the desires, needs, drives and emotions.

all right for a while, but eventually started to realize these desires in ways we had a bit risky and sometimes dangerous, and then we need to rein back.

This is where the figure of the coachman, our minds, our intellect, our ability to think rationally. That driver better manage our traffic. Know that each of us is at least three characters involved there. You're the coach, you're the horses and you are the driver all the way, it's your own life.

harmony must be built up with all these parties, taking care not to stop to take care of any of these three actors ...