tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-97840322024-03-14T07:15:17.133+01:00Blog de alma“Ya me di al poder que a mi destino rige.
Y no me aferro ya a nada, para así no tener nada que defender.
No tengo pensamientos, para así poder ver.
No temo ya a nada, para así poder acordarme de mí.
Desapegado y sereno, me lanzaré
más allá del Águila para ser libre.”<br>
“El Don del Águila”. Carlos CastanedaBlog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.comBlogger928125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-12630478955185474322023-11-24T16:38:00.001+01:002023-11-24T16:39:18.930+01:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibDzL6jAJtRfU7jrnB_SOLTF5lyrc59zRgFWBUaAQ-BXq6o0jhFjJANnzn9kG0zylcxBdnCGqev5M42RZiY0gxzEpwQFmT3OYP4-8DrqcXqtOaitKoUMD4N1SV5hRMe4BNzoLXujOM9riK4JcM2NzYE1DpjgTFfUQ0FOTlTQT2ev80uBVRSSYp/s397/08094AB3-ABC5-49AD-85BC-2491F5F346D4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="397" data-original-width="250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibDzL6jAJtRfU7jrnB_SOLTF5lyrc59zRgFWBUaAQ-BXq6o0jhFjJANnzn9kG0zylcxBdnCGqev5M42RZiY0gxzEpwQFmT3OYP4-8DrqcXqtOaitKoUMD4N1SV5hRMe4BNzoLXujOM9riK4JcM2NzYE1DpjgTFfUQ0FOTlTQT2ev80uBVRSSYp/s320/08094AB3-ABC5-49AD-85BC-2491F5F346D4.jpeg" width="202" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> La memoria es el espejo donde vemos a los ausentes.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Joseph Joubert</div><p></p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-90808952813282557082023-10-25T08:20:00.006+02:002023-10-25T08:24:34.823+02:00<p class="p1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 23px; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="704" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgD9JE-HR7RiX6d7_Mv4tQF79T6V4KmhEjIJSZXObrJlmxGr2brLAen7CPr9tBC-fiDpiTCoETR6D8Om513Hv9lpKqRpvSSUqw8lwUfik0z_dLjdwjeDffnz0pB0acRgMD37-AX1pVKGciD7LtIYxBTDpaVOGlUY3YSCaCDuy7S3BmZjuugNAc/s320/IMG_0171.jpeg" width="218" /></div><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Si pasamos nuestros días esperando grandes cosas podemos </span><span style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">extrañar la belleza y la maravilla de cosas comunes que nos rodean.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;">Dieter F. Uchtdorf </span></p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-72956937552898539822023-10-18T12:52:00.003+02:002023-10-18T12:55:36.156+02:00El Tao y los Números <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxZE7afc1Rr82_TKJc_rH2szDasROb60EE5HbnhrHvIodk3kByAFAsqFJV8np9DeTZaJNb5dbX4UuMmg2oGZzSOhVDRhitfq7PZqY2HNmBCNh9d7hMm13PBY328SZLggUybQ7CuZso1poBBvNnh8_qNemCwgy5jDstWDQWBlR96UFpW2ltMDa0/s1118/IMG_0148.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1118" data-original-width="591" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxZE7afc1Rr82_TKJc_rH2szDasROb60EE5HbnhrHvIodk3kByAFAsqFJV8np9DeTZaJNb5dbX4UuMmg2oGZzSOhVDRhitfq7PZqY2HNmBCNh9d7hMm13PBY328SZLggUybQ7CuZso1poBBvNnh8_qNemCwgy5jDstWDQWBlR96UFpW2ltMDa0/s320/IMG_0148.jpeg" width="169" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Uno es la unidad del Tao. Dos es la dualidad. Tres es la disparidad que generará el movimiento. Cuatro son las estaciones. Cinco elementos generan el mundo. Seis partes del cuerpo son los brazos, piernas, cabeza y tronco. Siete es el número de días de la luna creciente por el calendario lunar. Ocho es el número de la adivinación. Nueve es el número de la vida. Diez son los ciclos del cielo.</div><br /><p></p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-85514761813258880672023-08-07T12:17:00.000+02:002023-08-07T12:20:24.013+02:00<p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9s_eWre4uK-uP7AA2dgwJ0out6SogrW4dwyPQVHasu5OqL0jrCiM4TNNmhVcnZf6kIpbi-ePvsL_S5ySKhovqfk7Jz59ghV64FTgor5L3lDr731VJjUxDG6pUoB56B0dOQkysjGRKu77y2meg9keXVo0b6OdUZ-xvM8OCc0D-YUyVPQ4bamQd/s750/IMG_9717.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9s_eWre4uK-uP7AA2dgwJ0out6SogrW4dwyPQVHasu5OqL0jrCiM4TNNmhVcnZf6kIpbi-ePvsL_S5ySKhovqfk7Jz59ghV64FTgor5L3lDr731VJjUxDG6pUoB56B0dOQkysjGRKu77y2meg9keXVo0b6OdUZ-xvM8OCc0D-YUyVPQ4bamQd/s320/IMG_9717.jpeg" width="213" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;">Explicaba que lo que existe se halla contenido en lo que no existe; lo que no existe, en lo que no puede existir; lo que posee forma, en lo que no la tiene; y lo que está vacío, en lo que no lo está</p><p style="text-align: left;">Viaje al oeste </p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-70939103877887450462023-06-05T18:10:00.001+02:002023-06-05T18:10:22.739+02:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9HJTyhwaVsum5m8az2t_-armMhkuVAiOwvMFQq1eFAnzOEVdpMvdmtpDhlMYNuCqmGyuxuSQXx3AVXSSZw1V6CUjWsOEMkInglIh8LSM_VoGcJgg2G18aY1IA7_y-C3oeWknKU2fNjmmbLM0k_cus_IwwavURcvTvZEr0uzc8zUY3jAISkA/s1594/F8CE813C-5ED2-4F27-9684-FA10EDA112BB.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1594" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9HJTyhwaVsum5m8az2t_-armMhkuVAiOwvMFQq1eFAnzOEVdpMvdmtpDhlMYNuCqmGyuxuSQXx3AVXSSZw1V6CUjWsOEMkInglIh8LSM_VoGcJgg2G18aY1IA7_y-C3oeWknKU2fNjmmbLM0k_cus_IwwavURcvTvZEr0uzc8zUY3jAISkA/s320/F8CE813C-5ED2-4F27-9684-FA10EDA112BB.jpeg" width="308" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> Uno tiene que estar feliz donde puede </div><div style="text-align: center;">si no puede estar feliz donde quiere</div><p></p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-29964390009847065542023-02-16T15:28:00.006+01:002023-02-16T15:28:00.318+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxWj1OOBQOUCnXhTiqLK4hC8G5fdvp-fbPbAu_BqtasabdR-UsziMA379TDldfdAC40TNtpxF2AqtWRWLODHRHqQ2C1FjEopQyvIChUq2ihh_mzShQI_JkhVt0-IndqKPB835RXXDTjjstPCxIXx_QyhyBzpKERH82nwKRk8EyInBIuTMNhA/s816/hojita.jpeg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="816" data-original-width="612" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxWj1OOBQOUCnXhTiqLK4hC8G5fdvp-fbPbAu_BqtasabdR-UsziMA379TDldfdAC40TNtpxF2AqtWRWLODHRHqQ2C1FjEopQyvIChUq2ihh_mzShQI_JkhVt0-IndqKPB835RXXDTjjstPCxIXx_QyhyBzpKERH82nwKRk8EyInBIuTMNhA/s320/hojita.jpeg" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center;">Tener espacio para Ser y Hacer</div>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-22448862040089472232023-02-09T15:26:00.001+01:002023-02-09T15:26:00.219+01:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdnAvB3ibZBoHcvZlpe4w2YYPMdc4gQbrWrYi0J9tHyIR__zuAXu595r5Sml1k-uuVZjEEy0cQtr3EOMy4mhyjI8mDYtP09-O2tzEKFIFiOE94PpfldmQoa3E3p7mfD0j1StNBRlILJiRAfxAsn5QAvBRp2nvkow0HHq2CSwZJTIBDTzONOw/s933/WhatsApp%20Image%202023-02-09%20at%2013.24.08.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><p></p><blockquote><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdnAvB3ibZBoHcvZlpe4w2YYPMdc4gQbrWrYi0J9tHyIR__zuAXu595r5Sml1k-uuVZjEEy0cQtr3EOMy4mhyjI8mDYtP09-O2tzEKFIFiOE94PpfldmQoa3E3p7mfD0j1StNBRlILJiRAfxAsn5QAvBRp2nvkow0HHq2CSwZJTIBDTzONOw/s933/WhatsApp%20Image%202023-02-09%20at%2013.24.08.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="933" data-original-width="749" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdnAvB3ibZBoHcvZlpe4w2YYPMdc4gQbrWrYi0J9tHyIR__zuAXu595r5Sml1k-uuVZjEEy0cQtr3EOMy4mhyjI8mDYtP09-O2tzEKFIFiOE94PpfldmQoa3E3p7mfD0j1StNBRlILJiRAfxAsn5QAvBRp2nvkow0HHq2CSwZJTIBDTzONOw/s320/WhatsApp%20Image%202023-02-09%20at%2013.24.08.jpeg" width="257" /></a></div><p></p><blockquote>Las cosas que vemos son las mismas cosas que llevamos en nosotros. No hay más realidad que la que tenemos dentro. Por eso la mayoría de los seres humanos viven tan irrealmente; porque cree que las imágenes exteriores son la realidad.</blockquote><blockquote>Hermann Hesse</blockquote></blockquote><div dir="auto" style="animation-name: none !important; background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; transition-property: none !important; white-space: pre-wrap;"></div>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-26353248735739362102022-08-31T15:47:00.008+02:002022-08-31T15:47:00.221+02:00El laberinto de la identidad<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivMSTHWshumB3fnyzE0E8g2EWJfJ6KqziTbXMaBKq9Mv11sTDQ3cTnkAWSHhV4KPsdE9QBkf8k0iUNyqjjQ08pEZZ4txTe5vh86eji5-QmeRSZRUC3qXY01x1jqiK7xb4CBcSR9_BUzKwDQnN_0y9f-QyTXors6oG9iprnI_5TmhjQzh-5CQ/s1069/srg.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1069" data-original-width="736" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivMSTHWshumB3fnyzE0E8g2EWJfJ6KqziTbXMaBKq9Mv11sTDQ3cTnkAWSHhV4KPsdE9QBkf8k0iUNyqjjQ08pEZZ4txTe5vh86eji5-QmeRSZRUC3qXY01x1jqiK7xb4CBcSR9_BUzKwDQnN_0y9f-QyTXors6oG9iprnI_5TmhjQzh-5CQ/s320/srg.jpg" width="220" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> “Me temo no poder explicarme a mí misma, </div><div style="text-align: center;">señor oruga, porque yo ya no soy yo”, </div><div style="text-align: center;">“Yo soy... Yo era... Soy otra”.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-66596742016682072422022-08-03T14:30:00.001+02:002022-08-03T14:30:00.214+02:00Somos nosotros<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf1FbmSmlQQFA_PSSavzYNijFSuuvQHCsuULVim5DIL02gXYvPWP9GGareXBQyDP4NGsA3Wx6Yrjn7ZOMi8hBPnwbRxCRJSS_q1lUyYi4o7JPv585h9nfZxpUvcf1YaHpYzIAMMJJ5YHxKUiCO3ZJ0Uuf6bPZ3lOHCPvbFFZhl8FmIxjidXw/s868/nosotros.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="868" height="276" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf1FbmSmlQQFA_PSSavzYNijFSuuvQHCsuULVim5DIL02gXYvPWP9GGareXBQyDP4NGsA3Wx6Yrjn7ZOMi8hBPnwbRxCRJSS_q1lUyYi4o7JPv585h9nfZxpUvcf1YaHpYzIAMMJJ5YHxKUiCO3ZJ0Uuf6bPZ3lOHCPvbFFZhl8FmIxjidXw/w400-h276/nosotros.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;">La vida es
un cuadro lleno de color. Todos podemos añadir nuestro color al
cuadro, aunque no sea muy grande. Podemos pensar que el lienzo sigue eternamente en todas las
direcciones, como el infinito. Porque la vida, es así, es alucinante.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;">Hace
cien<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>años un tipo al que no conocí,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>tuvo un hijo que tuvo un hijo, que me tuvo a
mí. Al principio
cuando estaba observando creí que ahí arriba estaba su parte del cuadro y aquí
estaba mi parte del cuadro, pero luego
empecé a pensar... ¿y si todos estuviéramos en el cuadro en todas partes, y si estamos en el cuadro antes de nacer… y si
estamos en el después de morir … y si
esos colores que añadimos… ? y si se van añadiendo uno encima del otro
hasta que al final ya no somos colores distintos, somos una sola cosa: un
cuadro.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Algunos<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>ya no están por aquí. No están vivos,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>pero están<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>con nosotros. Están
conmigo cada día.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;">Todo encaja
de algún modo, aunque no entendamos cómo. Todavía hay seres que morirán en
nuestra vida, seres que queremos… en el futuro, puede que mañana, puede que dentro de muchos años.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Es muy bonito si lo piensas,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>que solo porque alguien se muera...porque ya
no puedes verlos o hablar con ellos no significa que ya no sigan en el cuadro.
Creo que esa es la clave de todo, que nadie muere. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;">No es o tú,
o yo, o ellos, es: 'nosotros'. Es este dibujo lleno de color<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>y de magia que no tiene ni un comienzo ni un
final...esto de aquí, este todo, somos nosotros.<o:p></o:p></p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-57631489005470458462022-02-21T15:33:00.019+01:002022-02-21T15:33:00.223+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhPisCdE2ceqglieN2bU2OYXsYRLSY2N2__HfMydzx8L-X3n-LqhGVjLa0N_vtsZat2BstACtYWlCwEnYs5T8lQ87hT2xoM7LcyjTfyjeVMT7PKrxizmnjs6uFp2xBPkrYpXGeplY6jLVZdCipTxq8L4CVYGpEz5vheE8TkRM7jzdrU1JPeeQ=s750" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div></div><blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhMEHM2bO7rNrhYEIb4r-512K4oSjH9sLOQDokLJB65fxSHhU_6YtQrL6LsqtAYJvfmBtDv2RL8HLK17RyROCR8xCI0Rd4InMvCj8RW2nNPzv9HP1EO0V2lMkBff4z03Qz8yS9YBt3h4RidEeXaMGp-jFaSWvKpkohUKqcJUcktgFCaH5TY1A=s500" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="367" data-original-width="500" height="235" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhMEHM2bO7rNrhYEIb4r-512K4oSjH9sLOQDokLJB65fxSHhU_6YtQrL6LsqtAYJvfmBtDv2RL8HLK17RyROCR8xCI0Rd4InMvCj8RW2nNPzv9HP1EO0V2lMkBff4z03Qz8yS9YBt3h4RidEeXaMGp-jFaSWvKpkohUKqcJUcktgFCaH5TY1A=s320" width="320" /></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><blockquote><div style="text-align: justify;">No
somos de una manera, estamos siendo de diferentes maneras y además
se puede decidir empezar a ser de una manera distinta</div></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"></div></div></blockquote><div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div></div><p></p></blockquote>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-60486128671121058522022-01-26T10:24:00.002+01:002022-01-26T10:26:08.410+01:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhuJ0IlpwBXE6EVUIz7TFxhIntccA-66qA63V1JNHWCdjd3FbSPfWW_U253RmRAQ-2JpVj5sV5fMz-uHpsumyVSNYhVMj66iW1JXLqjHsXu93atp9FaQuO1qWX_cTmU2F2pxoBQLk4fk4ILmMDzlWeCodE3sqw50soulgcSjMLszKa94ZghaQ=s640" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="419" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhuJ0IlpwBXE6EVUIz7TFxhIntccA-66qA63V1JNHWCdjd3FbSPfWW_U253RmRAQ-2JpVj5sV5fMz-uHpsumyVSNYhVMj66iW1JXLqjHsXu93atp9FaQuO1qWX_cTmU2F2pxoBQLk4fk4ILmMDzlWeCodE3sqw50soulgcSjMLszKa94ZghaQ=w210-h320" width="210" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> No dejar de ver la estrella que te sirve de guía</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-31712958215464222272022-01-16T14:24:00.003+01:002022-01-17T09:18:39.755+01:00 Todos están aquí, todo el tiempo<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhD2-C4lFrCZCfA_8_L6Ji0nPg-siTdYR-JVkma4SiaPrwdGt5X-P7wY9k9GDplyBI0A6BBZb404t7hPVVikpXMos5phaEriSg4MEzUBjUVb5ydN-zgGL2mSwSkrIn9E0AR62SutrphekwLeoOXa782F9n-eZ-G3BDup8DeckQEq5gDeleYZw=s849" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="849" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhD2-C4lFrCZCfA_8_L6Ji0nPg-siTdYR-JVkma4SiaPrwdGt5X-P7wY9k9GDplyBI0A6BBZb404t7hPVVikpXMos5phaEriSg4MEzUBjUVb5ydN-zgGL2mSwSkrIn9E0AR62SutrphekwLeoOXa782F9n-eZ-G3BDup8DeckQEq5gDeleYZw=s320" width="226" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(69, 69, 69); color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17.41px; text-align: left;">Los muertos no se van a ninguna parte. Están todos aquí. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17.41px; text-align: left;">Cada persona es un cementerio, </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17.41px; text-align: left;">un verdadero cementerio </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17.41px; text-align: left;">en donde yacen todos, nuestras abuelas y abuelos. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17.41px; text-align: left;">El padre y la madre, la esposa y el niño. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17.41px; text-align: left;">Todos están aquí, todo el tiempo.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17.41px; text-align: left;"> Isaac Bashevis Singer </span></div><p></p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-39133402244126027122022-01-06T21:48:00.004+01:002022-01-06T21:48:59.050+01:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiufZ9Z_BmUoJJvSKrRYNaVTVF-ZUKik4Ie1JeH_bJJ3rp4W-I3o1-NCOPDIyKWyiBIMS0sH99zTal473V4dCCVCGRo9YSA9npYp_xC0unyhr5sVB_IRMv2wPr8WrevMFc-lK2i6OUn0Vh1dGQUOm3sS68FaGy_ZFbc77OO_el2pdIAEDIc7A=s750" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiufZ9Z_BmUoJJvSKrRYNaVTVF-ZUKik4Ie1JeH_bJJ3rp4W-I3o1-NCOPDIyKWyiBIMS0sH99zTal473V4dCCVCGRo9YSA9npYp_xC0unyhr5sVB_IRMv2wPr8WrevMFc-lK2i6OUn0Vh1dGQUOm3sS68FaGy_ZFbc77OO_el2pdIAEDIc7A=s320" width="213" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17.41px; text-align: left;"> </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17.41px; text-align: left;">A lo mejor no deberías hacer, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-size: 17.41px; text-align: left;">sino dejar de creer que deberías estar haciendo</span></div><p></p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-66568114570564208112022-01-01T11:40:00.004+01:002022-01-06T21:49:53.707+01:00El propósito de la vida es ser felices<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgVrMhY0tS0Hy2nEBMGeQ_BaO3rmwzyEsBElGAIxKDY2G1A4M2ORjhQV2kZso07gwjv3qjp9QXfoJ3QxbVZKls9UIG_ZhorKdSaVUKotw74m2aNu8-fKDqWT2rbHLhDo7CgIpHbiB04M6bxm5thSoTkHY6a5-7DN2QnA6_JZGqaG7gs76o2BQ=s1650" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1650" data-original-width="1125" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgVrMhY0tS0Hy2nEBMGeQ_BaO3rmwzyEsBElGAIxKDY2G1A4M2ORjhQV2kZso07gwjv3qjp9QXfoJ3QxbVZKls9UIG_ZhorKdSaVUKotw74m2aNu8-fKDqWT2rbHLhDo7CgIpHbiB04M6bxm5thSoTkHY6a5-7DN2QnA6_JZGqaG7gs76o2BQ=s320" width="218" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-40077501228082472162021-05-14T15:02:00.010+02:002021-05-14T15:02:00.238+02:00<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--T3A8xVpZJY/YJz_vkWptrI/AAAAAAAAEvM/v_2B__hXJxEW_cGy6v6PT6QKbkS8rRqhwCNcBGAsYHQ/s640/Captura%2B2021-05-13%2Ba%2Blas%2B11.56.50.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="525" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/--T3A8xVpZJY/YJz_vkWptrI/AAAAAAAAEvM/v_2B__hXJxEW_cGy6v6PT6QKbkS8rRqhwCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/Captura%2B2021-05-13%2Ba%2Blas%2B11.56.50.png" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Construir un puente hacia el vacío </p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-78222041121865554972021-05-13T15:00:00.013+02:002021-05-13T15:00:00.229+02:00<div style="text-align: left;"> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8WIajx4O1T0/YJz1wDdsWOI/AAAAAAAAEu8/qf9EWidLO5olpKgD9vYANzhi32RtCNUCQCNcBGAsYHQ/s1397/IMG_2856.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1397" data-original-width="1109" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8WIajx4O1T0/YJz1wDdsWOI/AAAAAAAAEu8/qf9EWidLO5olpKgD9vYANzhi32RtCNUCQCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/IMG_2856.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Si estás vivo, lo peor ya ha pasado </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
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Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-48313756039806645772021-02-15T16:40:00.019+01:002021-02-16T14:17:12.138+01:00<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-left: 80px;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oB1zytQ2yvU/YCqPN0fNe9I/AAAAAAAAEtg/ivKGmHRikjIVchvbUf-cOm83sTsgC4i5gCNcBGAsYHQ/s640/thumbnail_Captura%2B2021-02-15%2Ba%2Blas%2B16.01.20.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-left: 80px;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oB1zytQ2yvU/YCqPN0fNe9I/AAAAAAAAEtg/ivKGmHRikjIVchvbUf-cOm83sTsgC4i5gCNcBGAsYHQ/s640/thumbnail_Captura%2B2021-02-15%2Ba%2Blas%2B16.01.20.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="527" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oB1zytQ2yvU/YCqPN0fNe9I/AAAAAAAAEtg/ivKGmHRikjIVchvbUf-cOm83sTsgC4i5gCNcBGAsYHQ/w264-h320/thumbnail_Captura%2B2021-02-15%2Ba%2Blas%2B16.01.20.png" width="264" /></a></div> Genética no es destino <br /></blockquote>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-18176932311759869712020-11-24T15:36:00.002+01:002020-11-24T15:36:01.645+01:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pPaJ9JR495o/X7z-HQoF4lI/AAAAAAAAEsg/sQZO6iTOja8NSDcY-UDVsdR46TVy9Vc0gCNcBGAsYHQ/s640/Captura%2B2020-11-24%2Ba%2Blas%2B9.43.03.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="535" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pPaJ9JR495o/X7z-HQoF4lI/AAAAAAAAEsg/sQZO6iTOja8NSDcY-UDVsdR46TVy9Vc0gCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/Captura%2B2020-11-24%2Ba%2Blas%2B9.43.03.png" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"> Transformar y actualizar las relaciones</p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-24104986056195593192020-10-27T21:51:00.011+01:002020-10-30T12:49:48.796+01:00Mireille Yaich<blockquote><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a3fw-4n3fgA/X5v8bqPt0-I/AAAAAAAAEsM/OLnbWEvTzyspqOrAKtv1nLKWMjtjl6oSQCNcBGAsYHQ/s1632/IMG_9679.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1632" data-original-width="1224" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a3fw-4n3fgA/X5v8bqPt0-I/AAAAAAAAEsM/OLnbWEvTzyspqOrAKtv1nLKWMjtjl6oSQCNcBGAsYHQ/w300-h400/IMG_9679.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><p></p></blockquote><p style="text-align: left;"> Se me fué una amiga y se quedará por siempre</p><blockquote><p> </p></blockquote>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-35905656078270538722020-10-23T18:43:00.006+02:002020-10-23T18:45:34.784+02:00Crea tu identidad<div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lc7Cg_FLdns/X5MHxEXj0JI/AAAAAAAAEr4/mix5GTnyoAg-M_CgZWKSF3RuXny2FOQkwCNcBGAsYHQ/s800/Lim.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="640" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lc7Cg_FLdns/X5MHxEXj0JI/AAAAAAAAEr4/mix5GTnyoAg-M_CgZWKSF3RuXny2FOQkwCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/Lim.jpg" /></a></div><br />Porque crees en lo que crees, piensas como piensas.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Porque piensas como piensas, sientes como sientes </div><div style="text-align: center;">y así actúas y esto se convierte en tu realidad</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-20380520030018363792020-10-21T17:00:00.004+02:002020-10-21T17:00:09.126+02:00El laberinto<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r3eZFOGsoHs/X5A0izbWlFI/AAAAAAAAErk/Thk8sHmmeZgTEyhtc9WXN4MWNVotbv2TQCNcBGAsYHQ/s693/IMG_1752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="693" data-original-width="488" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r3eZFOGsoHs/X5A0izbWlFI/AAAAAAAAErk/Thk8sHmmeZgTEyhtc9WXN4MWNVotbv2TQCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/IMG_1752.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> Perderse en el recorrido para finalmente </div><div style="text-align: center;">encontrarse en la salida</div><p></p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-34334102808183067412020-08-31T16:42:00.001+02:002020-08-31T16:42:01.230+02:00<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cnNChrT5sss/X0zb5RnNPLI/AAAAAAAAEq8/W3fji1bwSWESrdGe9LrXD2Fmrdk-rM2qACNcBGAsYHQ/s780/IMG_1524.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="780" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cnNChrT5sss/X0zb5RnNPLI/AAAAAAAAEq8/W3fji1bwSWESrdGe9LrXD2Fmrdk-rM2qACNcBGAsYHQ/w246-h320/IMG_1524.JPG" width="246" /></a></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"> Las formas de conciencia existen independientemente </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: center;">de su
conexión con cuerpos humanos o animales</span></div><p class="MsoPlainText"><o:p></o:p></p><br /><p></p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-53914631893044052232020-08-31T16:40:00.001+02:002020-08-31T16:40:00.270+02:00Alma<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTMCLb816-Q/X0zT_Apy9NI/AAAAAAAAEqw/tZjy9BYJKmYzXAqviCMl4e-gsJHooINXACNcBGAsYHQ/s900/IMG_1517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="518" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTMCLb816-Q/X0zT_Apy9NI/AAAAAAAAEqw/tZjy9BYJKmYzXAqviCMl4e-gsJHooINXACNcBGAsYHQ/w184-h320/IMG_1517.JPG" width="184" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Soplo de vida</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p></p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9784032.post-81590198802501128412020-08-31T07:55:00.011+02:002020-08-31T12:02:07.486+02:00Ensueño<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jbNJn8y6z_I/X0zJC_E2PWI/AAAAAAAAEqk/FMzWcKYTW6cRZnnxLoCCvpwhAFyq_rg7gCNcBGAsYHQ/s750/IMG_1512.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jbNJn8y6z_I/X0zJC_E2PWI/AAAAAAAAEqk/FMzWcKYTW6cRZnnxLoCCvpwhAFyq_rg7gCNcBGAsYHQ/w256-h320/IMG_1512.JPG" width="256" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: ES; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: ES;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">He soñado que era una mariposa, volando de aquí
para allá, </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">a todos o los efectos </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">sintiéndome </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">como una mariposa. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> De pronto me
encuentro aquí tirado en el suelo, Chuang -tzu otra vez. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Ahora no sé si soy
Chuang -tzu que soñó ser una mariposa, o una mariposa soñando que es Chuang
-tzu</span></div></span><p></p>Blog de almahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00672536819156102513noreply@blogger.com0