Posts Tagged ‘personal development’

Train

The train of the life I am caipira, Pirapora Ours Appeared Lady of, It illuminates the dark mine and it establishes the train of my life the life is compared with as many things? also to a train, as it made Renato Teixeira in Pilgrimage. Something that follows; something that stops; something that crosses illuminated places or dark tunnels. But that, although this? it has the obligation to follow in front. Although many of the passengers teimem, as that to jeer of its condition of temporary route to the future, they continue to think and to live the past, seeming you buzz to the light of the sun, to parade its for having the time if dislocated discomfort of its past, where also they were not very comfortable there. You, I and any one have a double one to look at, or see our future as one to border of sun in morning of spring and, we leave of well open eyes? constructing tomorrow that we want to live, or we become attached in them to our past and we follow for the station of the future of eyes half misty? because we always focamos the retrovisor to look at with desvelo and choroso our past. Those that had learned to look at the soslaio past and look at firm for front route to the future, with the necessary and providencial acuidade to know that the seeds germinate? not today, at the accurate moment of its not to sow, but yes in tomorrow, where they go to lack of cares and desvelos, to produce flowers and fruits, to decorate the life and to feed our body, our life. It knows has flowers and fruits spirituals that also are born and grow in the incorporeal land, a new friendship, for example. Others are become attached to the imediatismo, the physical goods, an ideology or another form of arrest spiritual? that the future sense steals it, leads to it to rationalize the life with ' ' realidades' ' with ' ' verdades' ' , that no matter how hard exists in pragmatic way, they hinder and they curtail the objective mind to search and to see new forms of tomorrow. .

Rehabilitation

An age the lizard and to another age the butterfly, as I always chose difficult ways, I chose the lizard and that voice said I to go to the search of a new life. After two months, when everybody already had lost the hope, I woke up, and said my life I moved. The days if had passed and I improved very to each day, and I arrived a letter saying that he had passed to be doctor surgeon in the hospital of the city, and would receive six a thousand Reals for month I accepted in the hour. When Donna died left its mansion in my name, was changed for house of it. In day fifteen of fourteen and a thousand July two, my first consultation were that a doctor if had cut, were serious, and had asked for to consult I it.

When the doctor arrives at the surgery room, looks at for scared me and asked for excuse for taken care of not having me in the day that I cut myself, I spoke that I accepted the excuse of it. we turn great friends! when everything was good happened a thing that still improved, found Viviane, I asked for in marriage, and it he accepted! After two years, I already had married, had three children, had a house. most important I obtained a new happy, full life of love and peace. This history that I created account a pretty life of Ademir, that fought in such a way to be a medical surgeon who one day its victory arrived and had in end everything what it wanted. It never leaves to fight for a dream, for more difficult than it is, fights, worse goes to be to have that to admit that never it fought for nothing, goes in front goes that the life of Ademir happens equal.