A love affair with ourselves

Good children know the preface to the story of their parents. 
Bright children go much further, they know the most important chapters of their parents lives. 

Good young people prepare for success. 
Bright young people prepare for the defeats. They know that life is a risk contract and there are no roads without accidents. 

Good young people have good dreams or discipline. 
Bright young people have dreams and discipline. Because dreams without discipline produce frustrated people who never turn their dreams into reality, and discipline dreamless produces servants who execute orders, that do everything automatically and without thinking. 

Good students hide certain intentions, but fascinating students are transparent. They know that who is not loyal to his conscience has an unpayable debt to himself. Do not want, as some politicians, success at any price. They just want the success achieved with sweat, intelligence and transparency. Because they know that it is better the truth that hurts than the lie that produces false relief ... 

The greatness of a man is not in how much he knows, but in how he realizes that he does not know everyhting. The destination is not often inevitable, but sometimes a matter of choice. Our life is made of choices... Who makes choice, write his own story, builds his own way. 

Dreams do not determine where we will get, but produce the necessary strength to get us out of the place we are. Dream of the stars so that you can at least step on the moon. Dream on the Moon so you can at least tread upon the high mountains. Dream of the high hills, so you can have dignity when crossing the valleys of the losses and frustrations. 

Good students learn to numerical mathematics, fascinating students go beyond learning the mathematics of emotion, which has no exact account and that breaks the rule of logic. In this math, you just learn to multiply when you learn to share, you can only win when you learn to lose, you can only receive when you learn to donate. 

A smart person learns from his mistakes, a wise person goes beyond, learns from the mistakes of others, because he is a great observer. 

And If we are wise people and find a great love in our life, we should cultivate it. Because without love, life becomes a river without a source, a sea without waves, a history without adventure! 
But we should never forget, that at  first we must have a love affair with ourselves.

Augusto Cury

Cheers

I may have faults, feel anxious and annoyed 

sometimes, but I do not forget that my life is the 

world's largest company for me.

And I can prevent it from going bankrupt.

Being happy for me is to recognize that life is worth 

living, despite all the challenges, misunderstandings 

and periods of crisis. 

Being happy for me is to stop being a victim of the 

problems and become the author of my own history. 

It is to cross deserts outside myself, but being able 

to find an oasis in the deepest of my soul. 

Being happy for me is not being afraid of my own 

feelings. It's to be able to talk about myself. It is 

having the courage to hear "no."

It is to have the security of receiving criticism, even 

unfair.

Being happy for me is to thank God every morning 

for the miracle of life!

"CHEERS TO LIFE AND TO HAPPINESS!!!"

Martha Medeiros

There are certain times...

There are certain times... 
We do not need unbridled passion, 
Do not want to kiss on the mouth, 
And do not desire bodies to meet on
the softness of the bed ... 

There are certain times... 
We just want a hand on our shoulder, 
A tight  hug, 
Or even just be there, quietly beside, 
Saying nothing .... 

There are certain times... 
When we are almost to cry, 
We desire a friendly presence, 
That can hear us patiently, 
That plays with us, 
That makes us smile ... 

Someone who laughs at our most bland jokes,
That thinks that our sorrows are the world's largest ones.
Or that makes us endless compliments ... 
But despite all these useful lies, 
This person is of an unquestionable sincerity ... 

Someone to tell us to shut up when necessary,
Or avoid us to make a thoughtless gesture, 
Someone who can tell us: 
I think you're wrong, but I'm by your side ... 

Or someone who just says: I LOVE YOU!!!

Eternity

We have always been talking about love, friendship and passion ... 
How about talking about "WHAT IT IS NOT LOVE?" 

If you need someone just to make you happy, this is not love... 
It is LACK OF AFFECTION. 

If you have jealousy, insecurity and do anything to keep someone by your side, even knowing you are not loved, and you still say that you trust only this person, but not all the other people, that all seem to be rivals, this is not love... 
It is LACK OF SELF LOVE. 

If you believe that your life is empty without that person; that you can not imagine yourself alone and maintain a relationship which is already over just because you can't live your own life - you live in function of the other - this is not love...
It is DEPENDENCE. 

If you think your loved one is yours; that you are the owner of his life and his body; does not give him the right to express himself, to have choices, just to assert your dominance, this is not love... 
It is SELFISHNESS. 

If you do not feel desire; do not have a good sexual performance ; prefers not to have sex with this person, but feel some pleasure in being with him, this is not love... 
It is FRIENDSHIP. 

If you argue for any reason; are crazily jealous of each other and fight for anything; not always make the same plans; disagree in many situations; do not like doing the same things or go to the same places, but sexually paired perfectly, this is not love... 
It is DESIRE. 

If your heart beats faster; you perspire more intensily; your temperature rises and falls dramatically just to think about the other person, this is not love... 
It is PASSION. 

Now, knowing what is not love, it becomes easier to analyze, verify what is happening and seek to resolve the situation. 
Even if the situation is sometimes confused for you, the correct way is to "assess" the "Presence" and the "Absence" of your match in your life and on the outcome of your feelings you will realize if some of the above situations are temporary or definitively characterize the kind of relationship you have. 
Because the "coexistence" with your partner makes the time transform what is "TRUE LOVE INTO ETERNITY".

Women who love less...

I want to give my testimony. I have a problem... 
If women who love too much are those who choke their partners, who do not trust them, investigating every step they take and can not think of anything else but wishful betrayals, so I must admit: I am a woman who loves less.

I have never opened the cell  messages of my husband. 

I have never opened a role that was in his wallet. 

I never get angry if a girl colleague calls him. 

I do not listen to his talk at length. 

I do not control the gas tank of his car to see if he drove too much or too little. 

I do not mind when he thinks another beautiful woman, since she is really beautiful. If not, it is because he has bad taste 

I do not feel insecure if he does not make me declarations of love all the time. 

I do not make a mess to his life. 

According to what I have seen out there, my diagnosis is unfortunate: I love little. Will be? 

Obsession and uncontrolled diseases are serious and deserve respect and treatment, but to baptize it "loving too much" is a novelization and a disservice to women and men. It is implied that love has no measure, that love has a limit, when in fact it to love is never too much. the reality is that there are women and men who have low self-esteem, which have exaggerated levels of insecurity and do not know the difference between love and possession. And there are those who are just jealous and suspicious, becoming too boring. 

But if everyone agrees that a patological condition may be called  "too much love", then I will establish "The Women Who Love Less", because, apparently, who is calm, who does not invade the privacy of another and who trusts the person who we chose to live is sick too.

Martha Medeiros

The "Although"

One of the things I have learned is that we have to live "Although"... 
"Although"... we should eat. 
"Although"... we should always love. 
"Although"... we have to die one day. 
Often the "Although" is what pushes us forward. 
It was the "Although" that gave me an anguish that unsatisfied with itself created my own life. 
It was the "Although" that made me love you even knowing you would never love me back and would always lie to me. And made me immediately wish you, not the best or the most beautiful man on earth, but the one I wanted and will always love. But I wanted you entirely...the whole, with the soul too.
So it does not matter that you have not come...
"Although"...I will be always here with you into my heart... 
Waiting for you as much as necessary...
Until I die...

Clarice Lispector

The Nonsense

The nonsense is vital to happiness. 
Boring people are those who want to be serious, deep and visceral always.
Life's a mess! Why to do of it, moreover, a treaty? 
Leave seriousness for the hours that it is inevitable like deaths, separations, pains and related ones. 

In day-to-day, for God's sake, be crazy! Laugh of your own defects. And laugh of who finds faults on you. Ignore the rudeness of your boss . So think: he is who has to carry that ugly face every day. Poor him! 

Thousands of marriages ended up not by lack of love, money, sex, sync, but because of  the lack of nonsense.

Who says you can divide good life with someone who has advice for all, sensible solutions, but can not laugh when he stumbles?
Someone who knows how to solve a family crisis, but has no idea how to fill the leisure hours of a weekend? How long have you not gone to the movies? 

It is very usual people who get lost when the problems are over. So, what will they do if they have not why to despair anymore? 

Some people unlearned kidding. I do not want someone like that to live with me. Do you want to? I hope not. 

Everything which is more difficult is more tasty, but ... the reality is already hard; if it is dense it gets worse. 
Hard, dense, and very bad. 

Kidding is cool. Did you Get it? 

Forget what people told you about being an adult, all that about:  not to play with your food, not to say nonsense, not being immature, not to cry, not to walk barefoot, not to get wet under the rain... 

Skip! 

Adults can (and should) tell jokes, walk in the park, laugh loudly and lick the lid of the yogurt. 

Being an adult is not to lose the pleasures of life - and this is the only "not" really acceptable. 

Test this theory. Try it for a week just to begin.... 

See and feel things as they really are: passing... 
Wake up in the morning and decide between two things: sulk and pass it forward or... SMILE!!! 

The best is having problem in the head, smiles in the mouth and peace in your heart! 

Indeed, what about a tasty cup of coffee now? 

Life is a theater play that does not allow testing. 
So... Laugh, Sing, Cry, Dance and Live intensely... 
Before the curtain closes...



Arnaldo Jabor

Love Again

The first pain when a relationship ends is when we, 
going on loving, have to get used to the absence of the other, 
with the sense of loss, rejection and lack of perspective... 
We are still so wrapped in grief that we can not see light 
at the end of the tunnel. 
The most excruciating physical pain is the lack of kisses and hugs, 
the pain of becoming unimportant to the one we love. 

But when this first pain passes, we begin another farewell ritual: 
The second pain, that is the pain of abandoning the love we felt. 
It is when we begin to glimpse the light at the end of the tunnel. 
The pain of emptying the heart, removing the longing to be free, 
with no special feeling for that person. It hurts too ... 

In fact, we cling to love as much as the person who created it. 
Many people complain about not being able to come off someone.
It is that without realizing it, we do not want to come off. 
That love, even not mutual, became a souvenir, 
the memory of beautiful experienced moments... 
It has become a huge unvaluable good . it is a feeling to which 
we cling. It is part of us. 
We want, of course, to go back being happy and available, 
but this requires giving up something that was dear for us for a long time, 
which somehow is ingrained in us, and only with great difficulty we can drive it away.
It's a milder, an almost imperceptible pain. 
Perhaps, therefore, tends to last longer than the first pain.
It is a pain that confuses us. Seems to be that same first pain, 
but it's another. The person who left us no longer interests us, but the love we felt for him is still very important! That love which justifies us as human beings, 
which puts us in the statistics: "I love, therefore I exist." 

To say farewell to a love is saying farewell to yourself. 
It is the conclusion of a story that ended externally without our agreement, 
but that also needs to get out from within us ... 
But only then, we feel we can love again.


Martha Medeiros

Daughter of the Nature

I am a daughter of the nature...
I want to get, to feel, to touch, to be... 
And all this, is already part of a whole, part of a mystery... 
I am just myself ... I am a being. 
And I let you be too...
Does It scare you? I think so... 
But worth it... Even if it hurts... 
Because it hurts just in the beginning...


Clarice Lispector