<?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-2505149053729502179</id><updated>2011-08-11T18:56:33.793+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Maragda</title><subtitle type='html'>Podria escriure molt i potser afegir poc del que en realitat tot és. Cada paraula escrita desxifra un sentiment viscut en un moment, la seva màgia i el seu encant com a tal.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>188</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-8854520106556903517</id><published>2010-11-14T10:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T10:47:16.597+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PARLANT DE LA MARE I EL PARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object align="middle" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" height="143" id="SRP473412IE" width="307"&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowScriptAccess" /&gt;&lt;param value="http://www.catradio.cat/ria/players/audio/srp/srp.swf" name="movie" /&gt;&lt;param value="high" name="quality" /&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="swliveconnect" /&gt;&lt;param value="#ffffff" name="bgcolor" /&gt;&lt;param value="false" name="menu" /&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="item=473412&amp;amp;skin=http://www.catradio.cat/flash/skin_srp_cr_embed.swf&amp;amp;text=2&amp;amp;autoPlay=true" /&gt;&lt;embed id="SRP473412" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="item=473412&amp;amp;skin=http://www.catradio.cat/flash/skin_srp_cr_embed.swf&amp;amp;text=2&amp;amp;autoPlay=true" menu="false" allowScriptAccess="always" align="middle" name="SRP473412" width="307" height="143" bgcolor="#ffffff" quality="high" src="http://www.catradio.cat/flash/srp.swf" swliveconnect="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-8854520106556903517?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/8854520106556903517/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/8854520106556903517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/8854520106556903517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='PARLANT DE LA MARE I EL PARE'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-8228205195329972417</id><published>2010-09-26T12:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T12:45:35.360+02:00</updated><title type='text'>FRAGILIDAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TI_1r1BVXsI/AAAAAAAACB8/EdVZjH4QJOw/s1600/2852078609_da672e5060_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="383" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TI_1r1BVXsI/AAAAAAAACB8/EdVZjH4QJOw/s400/2852078609_da672e5060_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Acepta tu presente como es.&lt;br /&gt;Es la cosecha que recibes de tu pasado.&lt;br /&gt;Todo lo que te sucede, procede de ti.&lt;br /&gt;No culpes a nada, ni a nadie de lo que te sucede.&lt;br /&gt;Toma la responsabilidad de tu vida.&lt;br /&gt;De lo malo que te suceda, aprende y busca su lección.&lt;br /&gt;Así le extraes su enseñanza y lo transformas en algo positivo.&lt;br /&gt;A veces el precio del conocimiento y la experiencia es muy alto.&lt;br /&gt;Siembra hoy, lo que quieras cosechar mañana.&lt;br /&gt;Para cambiar tu futuro, cambia tus actitudes y creencias.&lt;br /&gt;Tu futuro depende de ti.&lt;br /&gt;Tu forma de ser, atrae el tipo de vida que llevas.&lt;br /&gt;Si no te gusta tu tipo de vida, cambia tu forma de ser.&lt;br /&gt;Concéntrate sólo en lo que quieres y deseas.&lt;br /&gt;Desecha, olvida y no pienses en lo que no quieres.&lt;br /&gt;Ten pocos deseos.&lt;br /&gt;No te apegues a nada, ni a nadie.&lt;br /&gt;Lucha por lo que quieres, pero acepta el resultado.&lt;br /&gt;Da siempre y desinteresadamente lo mejor de ti.&lt;br /&gt;Sé un canal abierto al servicio de los demás.&lt;br /&gt;Fluye y déjate guiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TI_2BnFY53I/AAAAAAAACCE/ISMOeLbtSrI/s1600/3534325253_a1d193910d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TI_2BnFY53I/AAAAAAAACCE/ISMOeLbtSrI/s400/3534325253_a1d193910d_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accepta el teu present com és.&lt;br /&gt;És la collita que reps del teu passat.&lt;br /&gt;Tot el que et succeeix, procedeix de tu.&lt;br /&gt;No culpis a gent, ni a ningú del que et succeeix.&lt;br /&gt;Pren la responsabilitat de la teva vida.&lt;br /&gt;Del dolent que et succeeixi, aprèn i busca la seva lliçó.&lt;br /&gt;Així li extreus el seu ensenyament i ho transformes en alguna cosa positiva.&lt;br /&gt;De vegades el preu del coneixement i l'experiència és molt alt.&lt;br /&gt;Sembra avui,&amp;nbsp;el que&amp;nbsp;vulguis collir demà.&lt;br /&gt;Per canviar el teu futur, canvia les teves actituds i creences.&lt;br /&gt;El teu futur depèn de tu.&lt;br /&gt;La teva forma de ser, atreu el tipus de vida que portes.&lt;br /&gt;Si no t'agrada el teu tipus de vida, canvia la teva forma de ser.&lt;br /&gt;Concentra't només en el que vols i desitges.&lt;br /&gt;Rebutja, oblida i no pensis en el que no vols.&lt;br /&gt;Tingues pocs desitjos.&lt;br /&gt;No t'apeguis a gens, ni a ningú.&lt;br /&gt;Lluita pel que vols, però accepta el resultat.&lt;br /&gt;Dóna sempre i desinteressadament el millor de tu.&lt;br /&gt;Sigues un canal obert al servei dels altres.&lt;br /&gt;Flueix i deixa't guiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TI_5G2_jr6I/AAAAAAAACCM/5_96kJHmh2c/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TI_5G2_jr6I/AAAAAAAACCM/5_96kJHmh2c/s400/1.jpg" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-2323770507841083004?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/2323770507841083004/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/09/accepta.html#comment-form' title='1 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2323770507841083004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2323770507841083004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/09/accepta.html' title='ACCEPTA'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TI_1r1BVXsI/AAAAAAAACB8/EdVZjH4QJOw/s72-c/2852078609_da672e5060_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-1978444855364548672</id><published>2010-08-31T00:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T00:49:23.032+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/THw03jJeukI/AAAAAAAACBk/WlPqAE5jr3o/s1600/3272963336_98a5b14347.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/THw03jJeukI/AAAAAAAACBk/WlPqAE5jr3o/s400/3272963336_98a5b14347.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quan pronuncio la paraula Futur&lt;br /&gt;la primera síl.laba pertany ja al passat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quan pronuncio la paraula Silenci,&lt;br /&gt;el trenco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quan pronuncio la paraula Res,&lt;br /&gt;construeixo quelcom que no quep en cap no-existència.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-1978444855364548672?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/1978444855364548672/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/quan-pronuncio-la-paraula-futur-la.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1978444855364548672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1978444855364548672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/quan-pronuncio-la-paraula-futur-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/THw03jJeukI/AAAAAAAACBk/WlPqAE5jr3o/s72-c/3272963336_98a5b14347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-5027664636637046509</id><published>2010-08-31T00:42:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T00:43:55.282+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/THwzlAYsrDI/AAAAAAAACBc/HitkBxq-Wl8/s1600/yu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/THwzlAYsrDI/AAAAAAAACBc/HitkBxq-Wl8/s400/yu.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Puesto que yo soy imperfecto y necesito la tolerancia y la bondad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;de los demás,también he de tolerar los defectos del mundo &lt;/div&gt;hasta que pueda encontrar el secreto que me permita ponerles remedio."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mahatma Gandhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-5027664636637046509?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/5027664636637046509/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/puesto-que-yo-soy-imperfecto-y-necesito.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5027664636637046509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5027664636637046509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/puesto-que-yo-soy-imperfecto-y-necesito.html' title=''/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/THwzlAYsrDI/AAAAAAAACBc/HitkBxq-Wl8/s72-c/yu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-5955540406412095024</id><published>2010-08-19T22:02:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T23:33:14.714+02:00</updated><title type='text'>VALORAT</title><content type='html'>Valorat. El primer que has de fer és reconèixer i fer ressaltar les qualitats i caracteristicas positives de la teva personalitat. Has de creure que ets una persona molt especial que mereix compartir la teva vida amb algú que et respecti, estimi i valori. Sigues autentica i mostrat com ets.&lt;br /&gt;Perdona. Decideix perdonar a les persones que et van afectar, fent que construïssis una cuirassa emocional per protegir-te del dolor i la traició en una nova relacion. Omple’t d'amor i perdona, perquè puguis passar pàgina i guarir del teu cor.&lt;br /&gt;Deixa d'esperar. Viu la teva vida amb entusiasme. No repeteixis els errors del passat. Aprèn alguna cosa de cada relació fallida que vas tenir i no repeteixis la mateixes actituds o comportaments del passat. &lt;br /&gt;Irradia optimisme i entusiasme. Accepta la teva vida tal i com és, sol així podràs fer els petits canvis que et permetin tenir l'existència que desitges.&lt;br /&gt;No permetis que la solitud et porti a involucrar-te en una relacion sense que existeixi amor veritable. Ets una persona molt especial i mereixes tenir una vida plena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Deixa anar el passat, deixa de preocupar-te pel futur, viu el present, la vida és meravellosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TG2UrFNSoqI/AAAAAAAACAw/sKQuUoESsfg/s1600/amor_infiel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TG2UrFNSoqI/AAAAAAAACAw/sKQuUoESsfg/s400/amor_infiel.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-5955540406412095024?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/5955540406412095024/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/valorat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5955540406412095024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5955540406412095024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/valorat.html' title='VALORAT'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TG2UrFNSoqI/AAAAAAAACAw/sKQuUoESsfg/s72-c/amor_infiel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-5659225287304792972</id><published>2010-08-19T02:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T02:41:22.789+02:00</updated><title type='text'>AQUESTA NIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGx9jzfM0PI/AAAAAAAACAk/tPqnDsubgXc/s1600/nvf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGx9jzfM0PI/AAAAAAAACAk/tPqnDsubgXc/s400/nvf.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aquesta nit voldria ésser guardiana de far, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vigilant nocturna, faronera solitària.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorra de rellotge esmunyint-se&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;per l´embut de vidre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ombra, oblit i engruna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estel fugaç d´anada i tornada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cuca de llum minúscula&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;en un mur de pedra antiga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aquesta nit ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ja voldria ésser demà.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2505149053729502179-5659225287304792972?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/5659225287304792972/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/aquesta-nit.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5659225287304792972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5659225287304792972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/aquesta-nit.html' title='AQUESTA NIT'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGx9jzfM0PI/AAAAAAAACAk/tPqnDsubgXc/s72-c/nvf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-8513500824698000328</id><published>2010-08-19T02:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T02:43:12.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>EL MEU AMPAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Avui mirant el mar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGx3EViyyYI/AAAAAAAACAg/4GgefU5QRBQ/s1600/mar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGx3EViyyYI/AAAAAAAACAg/4GgefU5QRBQ/s400/mar.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;La vida passa en un instant, trosset de llum, que només en un moment ja no existeix, marxa amb el vent i queda en un no res. &lt;br /&gt;Poques coses ens resulten tant rellevants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que he de partir sense avisar i poc he de portar, &lt;br /&gt;un caminar lleuger trobar un refugi i oblidar les penes i tristeses. &lt;br /&gt;El mar i les ones m’estaran esperant, i els meus peus mullats &lt;br /&gt;restaran a la vora del cel i el sol acompanyant-me per sempre.&lt;br /&gt;I així quan vegis el mar, t’alegrarà el cor,&lt;br /&gt;les ones et saludaran en trencar als teu costat &lt;br /&gt;i el sol vermell del capvespre et farà sentir-me prop i somniar amb mi.&lt;br /&gt;El meu empar serà fresc i acollidor, sense pors ni dolors.&lt;br /&gt;I si tu vols,trobaràs un trosset de mì, &lt;br /&gt;que et sabrà a candor i pau.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-8513500824698000328?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/8513500824698000328/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/el-meu-ampar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/8513500824698000328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/8513500824698000328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/el-meu-ampar.html' title='EL MEU AMPAR'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGx3EViyyYI/AAAAAAAACAg/4GgefU5QRBQ/s72-c/mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-4395157817196322046</id><published>2010-08-11T02:12:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T02:13:14.835+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DICES LO MEJOR CUANDO NO DICES NADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGHq4giPWxI/AAAAAAAACAY/cFoBcvY4iKU/s1600/bvc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" mx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGHq4giPWxI/AAAAAAAACAY/cFoBcvY4iKU/s400/bvc.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es asombroso como &lt;br /&gt;le sabes hablar a mi corazón. &lt;br /&gt;Sin decir una palabra &lt;br /&gt;puedes iluminar la oscuridad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por mucho que lo intente, &lt;br /&gt;nunca podría explicar &lt;br /&gt;lo que oigo cuando &lt;br /&gt;no dices nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La sonrisa de tu cara &lt;br /&gt;me dice que me necesitas &lt;br /&gt;La sinceridad tus ojos,&lt;br /&gt;dice que nunca me dejarás &lt;br /&gt;La fuerza de tu mano &lt;br /&gt;me dice que me agarrarás &lt;br /&gt;siempre que me caiga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dices lo mejor,&lt;br /&gt;cuando no dices nada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante todo el día oigo &lt;br /&gt;a la gente hablar alto &lt;br /&gt;Pero cuando me abrazas, &lt;br /&gt;no puedes oír la multitud &lt;br /&gt;Por mucho que lo intenten, &lt;br /&gt;no sabrían decir &lt;br /&gt;qué se han estado diciendo &lt;br /&gt;tu corazón y el mío.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dices lo mejor, cuando no dices nada, &lt;br /&gt;dices lo mejor, cuando no dices nada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La sonrisa de tu cara &lt;br /&gt;La sinceridad de tus ojos &lt;br /&gt;La fuerza de tu mano &lt;br /&gt;déjame saber que me necesitas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-4395157817196322046?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/4395157817196322046/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/dices-lo-mejor-cuando-no-dices-nada.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-1826597233088605882</id><published>2010-08-11T00:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T00:48:50.922+02:00</updated><title type='text'>PORQUE ME AMASTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGHXAU7GBOI/AAAAAAAACAQ/CWsCBCU4vcU/s1600/gtr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" mx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGHXAU7GBOI/AAAAAAAACAQ/CWsCBCU4vcU/s400/gtr.jpg" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por todas esas veces que estuviste detrás de mi &lt;br /&gt;Por todas las verdades que me hiciste ver &lt;br /&gt;Por toda la alegría que trajiste a mi vida &lt;br /&gt;Por todo lo malo que cambiaste a bien &lt;br /&gt;Por cada sueño que hiciste realidad &lt;br /&gt;Por todo el amor que encontré en ti &lt;br /&gt;Siempre te estaré agradecida, amor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú eres aquel que me animo &lt;br /&gt;Que nunca me dejo caer &lt;br /&gt;Tú eres aquel que vio a través de mi &lt;br /&gt;Tú fuiste mi fuerza cuando estaba débil &lt;br /&gt;Fuiste mi voz cuando no pude hablar &lt;br /&gt;Mis ojos cuando no podía ver &lt;br /&gt;Viste lo mejor dentro de mi &lt;br /&gt;Me alcanzaste cuando no podía llegar &lt;br /&gt;Me diste fe porque creías en mi &lt;br /&gt;Soy todo lo que soy &lt;br /&gt;Porque me amaste &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me diste alas y me hiciste volar &lt;br /&gt;Tocaste mi mano y yo pude tocar el cielo &lt;br /&gt;Perdí mi fe, y tu me la devolviste &lt;br /&gt;Dijiste que ninguna estrella estaba tan lejos de alcanzar &lt;br /&gt;Estuviste conmigo y estuviste firme &lt;br /&gt;Tuve tu amor y lo tuve todo &lt;br /&gt;Estoy agradecida por cada día que me distes &lt;br /&gt;Tal vez no sepa mucho &lt;br /&gt;Pero se que esto es verdad &lt;br /&gt;Fui bendecida porque fui amada por ti &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú fuiste mi fuerza cuando estaba débil &lt;br /&gt;Fuiste mi voz cuando no pude hablar &lt;br /&gt;Mis ojos cuando no podía ver &lt;br /&gt;Viste lo mejor dentro de mi &lt;br /&gt;Me alcanzaste cuando no podía llegar &lt;br /&gt;Me diste fe porque creías en mi &lt;br /&gt;Soy todo lo que soy &lt;br /&gt;Porque me amaste &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú siempre estuviste ahí para mi &lt;br /&gt;El suave viento que me cargo &lt;br /&gt;Como una luz brillando en la oscuridad tu amor entro a mi vida &lt;br /&gt;Tu has sido mi inspiración &lt;br /&gt;A través de las mentiras tu fuiste la verdad &lt;br /&gt;Mi mundo es un mejor lugar gracias a tí &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú fuiste mi fuerza cuando estaba débil &lt;br /&gt;Fuiste mi voz cuando no pude hablar &lt;br /&gt;Mis ojos cuando no podía ver &lt;br /&gt;Viste lo mejor dentro de mi &lt;br /&gt;Me alcanzaste cuando no podía llegar &lt;br /&gt;Me diste fe porque creías en mi &lt;br /&gt;Soy todo lo que soy &lt;br /&gt;Porque me amaste&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-1826597233088605882?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/1826597233088605882/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/porque-me-amaste.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1826597233088605882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1826597233088605882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/porque-me-amaste.html' title='PORQUE ME AMASTE'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGHXAU7GBOI/AAAAAAAACAQ/CWsCBCU4vcU/s72-c/gtr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-1154759838786204226</id><published>2010-08-11T00:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T00:38:39.993+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics: Because You Loved Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/Bvou2XxB5Cs/hqdefault.jpg)" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGBVznPTfPI/AAAAAAAAB_4/TFc-LdODzBE/s1600/mvfd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="325" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGBVznPTfPI/AAAAAAAAB_4/TFc-LdODzBE/s400/mvfd.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Diria que el cel es desgasta, de tant mirar-lo, dia rere dia, &lt;br /&gt;nit rere nit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I tanmateix, no cesso de mirar-lo envoltada en el silenci &lt;br /&gt;i en la foscor, en la llum o en la pluja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Així, la solitud em transporta als diferents sons i imatges, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i el meu pensament, a vegades, em fa tornar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a aquells dies en què estaves a prop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Em sento completament propietària de mi, propietària &lt;br /&gt;dels meus sentits, de la meva pau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Segueixo en els meus paisatges, en el meu mar, &lt;br /&gt;en els meus dies, en les meves nits, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;en l'aire i en la pluja que em venen a acariciar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGBWay3IT_I/AAAAAAAACAI/AOCPvrYF-Dw/s1600/hyu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="260" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGBWay3IT_I/AAAAAAAACAI/AOCPvrYF-Dw/s400/hyu.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Entre els núvols, que de vegades, són de colors, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;m'evadeixo de la meva realitat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;que a estones odio i que d'altres recordo amb tendresa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nostàlgia d'hores passades, desigs de somnis per venir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Avui plou, i la llum verd groguenca em fa sentir especial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Envejo l'aire... en seu anar i venir. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;La pluja que cau i retorna per fer altre cop el mateix camí.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Intento com ells, així, com per casualitat, &lt;br /&gt;però sabent el que busco, trobar el meu veritable jo, &lt;br /&gt;aquest que pensa, analitza, somia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i imagina constantment ....... per descobrir mica en mica, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;cap a on es dirigeix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tant mateix, desprès, el deixaré que s'enfonsi en les aigües &lt;br /&gt;del meu mar, o que voli com les fades cel enllà, &lt;br /&gt;i demà tornaré buscar-lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGBWAnLnLyI/AAAAAAAACAA/V-v6gN_3yiA/s1600/cde.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="283" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGBWAnLnLyI/AAAAAAAACAA/V-v6gN_3yiA/s400/cde.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I ja veus aquesta nit, altra vegada et recordo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;com tantes nits succeeix, en veure aquestes estrelles llunyanes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;que com tu, mai no he arribat a tocar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-7165383661824417389?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/7165383661824417389/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/envejo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/7165383661824417389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/7165383661824417389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/envejo.html' title='ENVEJO'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TGBVznPTfPI/AAAAAAAAB_4/TFc-LdODzBE/s72-c/mvfd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-1307125794780016238</id><published>2010-08-09T13:03:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T13:24:53.330+02:00</updated><title type='text'>EN QUIN ESTEL SERÀ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF_gUC5dtZI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/6pOGYkG1v5I/s1600/kio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF_gUC5dtZI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/6pOGYkG1v5I/s400/kio.jpg" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He creat un àngel verd i gris, que es passeja de nit, no el puc veure.&lt;br /&gt;Està on diuen que hi ha la llum , on acaben els somnis de la&lt;br /&gt;realitat, on s'escapen els nens si no volen més, &lt;br /&gt;on s'ofeguen els crits de la meva meitat.&lt;br /&gt;He creat un àngel verd i gris, &lt;br /&gt;de vegades li parlo baixet, per si està.&lt;br /&gt;El busco pel carrer en caminar.&lt;br /&gt;De vegades el trobo a faltar si tu no estàs, &lt;br /&gt;de vegades he de fugir, perquè no puc més.&lt;br /&gt;En quin estel serà per cuidar d'ell.&lt;br /&gt;En quin estel estarà el meu dolç cor, per què em roba la vida, la raó.&lt;br /&gt;Digue’m qui vindrà a ocupar el seu lloc, per què els meus&lt;br /&gt;somnis es trenquin de cop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-1307125794780016238?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/1307125794780016238/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/en-quin-estel-sera.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1307125794780016238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1307125794780016238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/en-quin-estel-sera.html' title='EN QUIN ESTEL SERÀ'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF_gUC5dtZI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/6pOGYkG1v5I/s72-c/kio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-1818983993536074925</id><published>2010-08-08T03:21:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T13:14:47.175+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A CADA PAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4GFo_rQ6I/AAAAAAAAB94/hCzcz8UVQCE/s1600/poi.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="302" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4GFo_rQ6I/AAAAAAAAB94/hCzcz8UVQCE/s400/poi.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Volem un món transparent, a la nostra mida, apartat de dolor.&lt;br /&gt;Però això no existeix.&lt;br /&gt;Dubtem de quin és el camí que hem d’agafar&lt;br /&gt;ens agradaria saber si serà&amp;nbsp; el correcte, o potser ho era el que hem deixat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4RyTVsVTI/AAAAAAAAB_I/51do2nHVa5Q/s1600/juhy.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4RyTVsVTI/AAAAAAAAB_I/51do2nHVa5Q/s400/juhy.bmp" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perquè se’ns fa més feixuc mirar endavant que quedar-nos aturats, o mirar enrera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És com voler saber quin serà l’arbre més adequat que ens ha de donar aixopluc. &lt;br /&gt;I ens preguntem que cal dur d'equipatge per fer-ho. &lt;br /&gt;Perquè? &lt;br /&gt;Són limitacions que ens creem en forma de pors, dubtes, i inseguretats per l’incertesa de no saber el que o el com, fins que arribem a destí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4H9kyZR2I/AAAAAAAAB-A/IiPYVBKITaI/s1600/hy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4H9kyZR2I/AAAAAAAAB-A/IiPYVBKITaI/s400/hy.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hem de tenir prou amb nosaltres mateixos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En totes les nostres respostes&amp;nbsp;hi ha&amp;nbsp;el nostre aprenentatge quotidià , tant simple com saber que el camí l’anem fent nosaltres a cada pas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-1818983993536074925?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/1818983993536074925/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/cada-pas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1818983993536074925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1818983993536074925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/cada-pas.html' title='A CADA PAS'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4GFo_rQ6I/AAAAAAAAB94/hCzcz8UVQCE/s72-c/poi.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-5106565002371793799</id><published>2010-08-08T02:04:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T13:11:08.865+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MANS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4N32ZXt-I/AAAAAAAAB_A/bQxHvSxxU_w/s1600/1azs.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4N32ZXt-I/AAAAAAAAB_A/bQxHvSxxU_w/s400/1azs.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mans perdudes ... menudes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4Nyr3EiUI/AAAAAAAAB-4/V-Y_2wPk7LU/s1600/hyui.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="275" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4Nyr3EiUI/AAAAAAAAB-4/V-Y_2wPk7LU/s400/hyui.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;tendres i dolces mans,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4JLIy6awI/AAAAAAAAB-I/NGhi_pqCZV0/s1600/mn.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="253" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4JLIy6awI/AAAAAAAAB-I/NGhi_pqCZV0/s400/mn.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;sempre demanen ajuda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4MUJ-DNnI/AAAAAAAAB-o/jaH5bFYUiVw/s1600/de.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="290" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4MUJ-DNnI/AAAAAAAAB-o/jaH5bFYUiVw/s400/de.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;quan sóm infants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF33GGweWLI/AAAAAAAAB9o/svtE3tMllL4/s1600/24158_408788194993_619419993_5080191_1301088_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF33GGweWLI/AAAAAAAAB9o/svtE3tMllL4/s400/24158_408788194993_619419993_5080191_1301088_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mans despertes ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4NMW3lmDI/AAAAAAAAB-w/VCzOEtRCjWI/s1600/bvbv.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="365" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4NMW3lmDI/AAAAAAAAB-w/VCzOEtRCjWI/s400/bvbv.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;inquietes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF_hqzE6-lI/AAAAAAAAB_o/wij1Ne4PylY/s1600/Dibujo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="262" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF_hqzE6-lI/AAAAAAAAB_o/wij1Ne4PylY/s400/Dibujo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;que demanen i donen .... que venen i van,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF_h_Fx-V7I/AAAAAAAAB_w/JO5zIUBcWf0/s1600/lo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF_h_Fx-V7I/AAAAAAAAB_w/JO5zIUBcWf0/s400/lo.JPG" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;tot explorant els cossos ,&lt;br /&gt;les mans dels amants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF30E180lII/AAAAAAAAB9Y/gDnuEic_6Fc/s1600/jmn.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="258" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF30E180lII/AAAAAAAAB9Y/gDnuEic_6Fc/s400/jmn.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mans amb saviesa ..., tremoloses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4KDoHVrKI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/kCDHb0Z9rWU/s1600/gvg.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="340" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4KDoHVrKI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/kCDHb0Z9rWU/s400/gvg.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;colpides pel pas dels anys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4KhSMeVyI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/G-S4lUesiJQ/s1600/hbh.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="342" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4KhSMeVyI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/G-S4lUesiJQ/s400/hbh.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;demanen ajuda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF_gt-1clRI/AAAAAAAAB_g/itDpz5uX82M/s1600/ma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF_gt-1clRI/AAAAAAAAB_g/itDpz5uX82M/s400/ma.jpg" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;quan ja som més grans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-5106565002371793799?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/5106565002371793799/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/mans.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5106565002371793799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5106565002371793799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/mans.html' title='MANS'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF4N32ZXt-I/AAAAAAAAB_A/bQxHvSxxU_w/s72-c/1azs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-3213362410855143866</id><published>2010-08-08T01:45:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:41:20.390+02:00</updated><title type='text'>HI HA UN LLOC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF3wCwD_eFI/AAAAAAAAB9I/ZrZurzxEMyU/s1600/tgf.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="253" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF3wCwD_eFI/AAAAAAAAB9I/ZrZurzxEMyU/s400/tgf.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi ha un lloc...&lt;br /&gt;on el sol i la lluna esmorzen plegats,&lt;br /&gt;on el blat i l'onada ballen al mateix compàs,&lt;br /&gt;on el núvols m'acotxen les llargues nits d'hivern,&lt;br /&gt;on les làgrimes mai no es perden, són estels per sant llorenç,&lt;br /&gt;on els batecs del cor em marquen les hores,&lt;br /&gt;on les hores s'aturen per fer el dia més llarg,&lt;br /&gt;on els pensaments no són pas flors de temporada,&lt;br /&gt;on els somnis segueixen amb la llum de l'albada,&lt;br /&gt;on el sol em desperta tots els meus sentits,&lt;br /&gt;on la lluna blanca em recita poemes,&lt;br /&gt;on puc tocar el cel amb la punta dels dits,&lt;br /&gt;on la terra és muda amb el seu vestit verd,&lt;br /&gt;Hi ha un lloc...&lt;br /&gt;I duu el teu nom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-3213362410855143866?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/3213362410855143866/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/hi-ha-un-lloc.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/3213362410855143866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿Si entreveus clarament&amp;nbsp;un somni en el teu horitzó, &lt;br /&gt;però et sembla que s'allunya en lloc d'apropar-se, &lt;br /&gt;tingues la certesa de què si continues buscant les estrelles, &lt;br /&gt;elles seràs teves molt aviat.&lt;br /&gt;Persegueix, sense claudicar, tots els teus somnis.&lt;br /&gt;La teva vida es veurà enriquida, les portes se t'obriran i assoliràs cada una de les teves metes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF3o6Dkjc6I/AAAAAAAAB84/qwscdxAspkA/s1600/Valladolid_-_S_Santa_2010_-_II_431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="300" 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/&gt;encara i més encara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que deixés de florir&lt;br /&gt;la lluna en la nit clara&lt;br /&gt;i jo t'estimaré&lt;br /&gt;encara i més encara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que el riu que va a la mar&lt;br /&gt;tornés a la muntanya&lt;br /&gt;i jo t'estimaré&lt;br /&gt;encara i més encara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que el dia es faci nit&lt;br /&gt;quan la vida s'acaba&lt;br /&gt;i jo t'estimaré&lt;br /&gt;encara i més encara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF3jqOH1WRI/AAAAAAAAB8o/JUdJd9eGydQ/s1600/jugh.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="292" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TF3jqOH1WRI/AAAAAAAAB8o/JUdJd9eGydQ/s400/jugh.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-4328192616844002279?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/4328192616844002279/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/encara-i-mes-encara.html#comment-form' title='0 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nou,&amp;nbsp;i inesperat, &lt;br /&gt;present!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TFtmTEei2gI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/n85GPVzjfMA/s1600/67.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TFtmTEei2gI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/n85GPVzjfMA/s400/67.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-3746512215356504306?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/3746512215356504306/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/el-present.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/3746512215356504306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/3746512215356504306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/el-present.html' title='PRESENT'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TFtmTEei2gI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/n85GPVzjfMA/s72-c/67.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-6446775741878085791</id><published>2010-08-06T03:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T03:18:14.339+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTARÉ JO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TFtisuaidVI/AAAAAAAAB8A/A_xE6RC8q1o/s1600/gt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TFtisuaidVI/AAAAAAAAB8A/A_xE6RC8q1o/s400/gt.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tot el poder de la vida resideix en el moviment de la teva respiració, igual que tot el poder del mar està en cada onada. &lt;br /&gt;No jutgis el que és invisible per a tu, o, en cas contrari, mai ho podràs veure. &lt;br /&gt;No hi ha realment un món, només hi ha&amp;nbsp;el teu món. &lt;br /&gt;En el silenci de la nit, en el misteri que surt de l'ànima i ho pinta tot amb el seu color màgic, &lt;br /&gt;en el cor del vent que et pren sencera i et duu lluny, &lt;br /&gt;en aquest lloc de la ment on la lluna brilla, &lt;br /&gt;allà estaré jo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-6446775741878085791?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/6446775741878085791/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/estare-jo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/6446775741878085791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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descalça per la platja, respirar, conversar amb els arbres, contemplar un cel estrellat, posar rumb a cap part, somriure perquè si...tots apreciem aquests moments d'intimitat, de no timidesa, on no ens&amp;nbsp; guardem res, on&amp;nbsp; descansar en un sentiment d'amor, de gratitud, i de plenitud... Perquè no sóc capaç de viure així cada instant, en cada experiència? &lt;br /&gt;La resposta està en la meva ment. D'alguna manera controlo i decideixo com, quan i on permeto obrir-me a una experiència d'intimitat. &lt;br /&gt;M'agrada veure com cau la tarda. M'agrada veure com arriba la nit. Des de la meva finestra contemplo l'espectacle.... Un llindar indefinible en el qual percebeixo de nou aquest instant etern... Després de la línia del crepuscle, milers de llums s'encenen i les ciutats replandeixen. Allà baix, milions d'éssers humans realitzant aquest gest quotidià, sense adonar-se que és un tribut a ella. Cada jornada, a hora foscant, fan clic en l'interruptor, honrant-la sense saber-lo. Altra dimensió està disponible quan arriba. Així que, demà, quan arribi l'hora d'encendre les llums,&amp;nbsp;enrecordet i saluda-la. Dóna la hi&amp;nbsp; la benvinguda i permet que et dugui on ella vulgui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TFtghh5WINI/AAAAAAAAB74/EBrlOe6jrx0/s1600/54.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="262" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TFtghh5WINI/AAAAAAAAB74/EBrlOe6jrx0/s400/54.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-5950103585461824832?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/5950103585461824832/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/experiencia-dintimitat.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5950103585461824832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5950103585461824832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/experiencia-dintimitat.html' title='EXPERIÈNCIA D&apos;INTIMITAT'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TFtghh5WINI/AAAAAAAAB74/EBrlOe6jrx0/s72-c/54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-1482529476614093647</id><published>2010-08-06T02:43:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:42:34.318+02:00</updated><title type='text'>L'EXISTÈNCIA</title><content type='html'>L'existència no té llenguatge...i si depens del llenguatge no podràs comunicar-te amb l'existència. &lt;br /&gt;L'existència és un misteri, no pots interpretar-lo. &lt;br /&gt;Si ho interpretes, ho perds. &lt;br /&gt;L'existència pot ser viscuda, no pensada. &lt;br /&gt;Se sembla més a la poesia que a la filosofia. &lt;br /&gt;És un senyal, una porta. &lt;br /&gt;Mostra, però no diu res.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TFtaeg0E2zI/AAAAAAAAB7o/YDocyPV7eq0/s1600/23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TFtaeg0E2zI/AAAAAAAAB7o/YDocyPV7eq0/s400/23.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-1482529476614093647?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/1482529476614093647/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/lexistencia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1482529476614093647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1482529476614093647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/08/lexistencia.html' title='L&apos;EXISTÈNCIA'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TFtaeg0E2zI/AAAAAAAAB7o/YDocyPV7eq0/s72-c/23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-942196860635733547</id><published>2010-07-21T21:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T21:44:39.726+02:00</updated><title type='text'>HI HA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEdNNDJqEPI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/V5M24ivmNcw/s1600/543.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEdNNDJqEPI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/V5M24ivmNcw/s400/543.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEdNoSsYLjI/AAAAAAAAB7g/k76KnBCvqP8/s1600/89.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEdNoSsYLjI/AAAAAAAAB7g/k76KnBCvqP8/s320/89.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi ha persones que&amp;nbsp;van fer&amp;nbsp;somriure el meu cor. &lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que sempre van estar i estant&amp;nbsp;al meu costat. &lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que quan vaig caure, i esperava que em trepitgessin, van&amp;nbsp;ser de les poques que em van ajudar a aixecar-me. &lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones, que quan miro enrere, em fan sentir molta nostàlgia. &lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que van fer que la meva vida fos diferent. &lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que em van aconsellar quan em vaig sentir solament, i em van ajudar a entendre que no importa en quants trossos es va partir el meu cor.&lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que em van donar força per a seguir endavant quan jo no estava molt animada . &lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que vaig estimar i que segueixo estimant.&lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que vaig abraçar i de les quals anyoro la seva escalfor.&lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que solament he trobat en els meus somnis, però se que existeixen.&lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que formen part del meu ésser, malgrat potser no ho saben.&lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que em van ensenyar amb el&amp;nbsp;seu exemple.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que trobo diàriament i no tinc l'oportunitat de dir-los tot el que sento. &lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que gairebé no veig, però a les quals, quan ho faig, puc dir-los el que&amp;nbsp;sento amb solament mirar-les als ulls. &lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que&amp;nbsp;es van oblidar l'importants que són per mi. &lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que no saben l'importants que són per a mi. &lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que em van danyar o em van ferir d'alguna forma, però van formar part de mi.&lt;br /&gt;Hi ha persones que van destruir en segons la confiança que jo vaig construir en molt temps, quelcom em van ensenyar.&lt;br /&gt;Són totes aquestes persones les quals han possibilitat que jo sigui avui la persona que sóc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEdNimDL4JI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/goGKROT0EAA/s1600/tr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEdNimDL4JI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/goGKROT0EAA/s320/tr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-942196860635733547?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/942196860635733547/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-ha.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/942196860635733547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/942196860635733547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/hi-ha.html' title='HI HA...'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEdNNDJqEPI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/V5M24ivmNcw/s72-c/543.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-4531939330267290861</id><published>2010-07-21T21:11:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T21:12:25.873+02:00</updated><title type='text'>GRÀCIES !</title><content type='html'>Avui penso en tu i recordo quantes vegades has arribat d'improvís quan més et necessitava, quan generós has estat sempre amb el teu temps i com he pogut contar amb tu amb tanta llibertat. &lt;br /&gt;Avui penso en l'alegria d'estar junts,&amp;nbsp;com tot sembla encara més divertit al teu costat, i fins i tot, les coses senzilles es tornen especials perquè les compartim. &lt;br /&gt;Avui penso quantes vegades vas creure en mi i, només per això, en lloc de renunciar a les meves metes, vaig tractar d'arribar a&amp;nbsp; elles amb més força. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;vull d'oblidar-me també d'agrair a aquelles persones que amb la seva manera de ser, em van ajudar a ser més persona. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que de manera inesperada &amp;nbsp;i oportuna, van saber escoltar-me comprensivament. &lt;br /&gt;Aquells amb qui vaig compartir les meves estones de joc. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que em van ajudar a desvellar la meva riquesa interior. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que amb la seva gran bondat em va fer ser senzilla. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que vaig descobrir un dia i es va quedar en mi. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que, corregint-me amb afecte, em va ensenyar a caminar. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que amb la seva vida incansable em va animar a lluitar. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que sempre van esperar el millor de mi. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que em van exigir sempre, fent-me més gran. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que van necessitar de mi. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que estant lluny,&amp;nbsp;les vaig sentir prop. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que amb el seu desacord, van descobrir la meva veritat. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que sé que em volen i sempre m'esperen. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que sempre em van animar a veure el cantó positiu. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que em volen com sóc, animant-me a créixer. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que amb la seva necessitat, van fer que em sentís única. &lt;br /&gt;Aquelles que amb la seva experiència interior em van ajudar a conèixem més. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gràcies !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEdFv4BLk1I/AAAAAAAAB7I/7lyDFTAK9Fw/s1600/4216246077_4443e2eba8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="341" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEdFv4BLk1I/AAAAAAAAB7I/7lyDFTAK9Fw/s400/4216246077_4443e2eba8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-4531939330267290861?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/4531939330267290861/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/avui-penso-en-tu-i-recordo-quantes.html#comment-form' title='1 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/4531939330267290861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/4531939330267290861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/avui-penso-en-tu-i-recordo-quantes.html' title='GRÀCIES !'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEdFv4BLk1I/AAAAAAAAB7I/7lyDFTAK9Fw/s72-c/4216246077_4443e2eba8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-5164726407831679102</id><published>2010-07-21T20:37:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T20:39:36.424+02:00</updated><title type='text'>AL OBRIR ELS ULLS</title><content type='html'>La vida no és el que succeïx quan tots els teus plans es compleixen, ni el que passarà&amp;nbsp; quan tinguis això que tant desitges. &lt;br /&gt;La vida és el que està passant en aquest precís instant. &lt;br /&gt;Cada dia tens l'oportunitat de començar altra vegada. &lt;br /&gt;Cada matí, a l'obrir els ulls, neixes de nou, reps altra oportunitat per a canviar el que no t'agrada i per a millorar la teva vida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEc-ZeFklaI/AAAAAAAAB7A/87JSM2E45iM/s1600/3598052946_5718a644e9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEc-ZeFklaI/AAAAAAAAB7A/87JSM2E45iM/s400/3598052946_5718a644e9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;La responsabilitat és tota teva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-5164726407831679102?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/5164726407831679102/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/al-obrir-els-ulls.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5164726407831679102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5164726407831679102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/al-obrir-els-ulls.html' title='AL OBRIR ELS ULLS'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEc-ZeFklaI/AAAAAAAAB7A/87JSM2E45iM/s72-c/3598052946_5718a644e9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-6792881763838521153</id><published>2010-07-21T20:30:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T20:41:00.897+02:00</updated><title type='text'>JO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEc8iCTgtVI/AAAAAAAAB6w/-ZmkJDXK6Qs/s1600/87.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="395" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEc8iCTgtVI/AAAAAAAAB6w/-ZmkJDXK6Qs/s400/87.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jo no sóc ningú, sóc simplement una versió diferent del que tu ets; altre ésser humà més entre milers de milions, però un que ha decidit ser lliure i recuperar tot el poder de la seva vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEc8rq8C-CI/AAAAAAAAB64/JO_p_2igAW4/s1600/54.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="346" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEc8rq8C-CI/AAAAAAAAB64/JO_p_2igAW4/s400/54.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-6792881763838521153?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/6792881763838521153/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/jo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/6792881763838521153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/6792881763838521153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/jo.html' title='JO'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TEc8iCTgtVI/AAAAAAAAB6w/-ZmkJDXK6Qs/s72-c/87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-1152474400765239979</id><published>2010-07-14T13:17:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:44:05.412+02:00</updated><title type='text'>L'ALTRA VORA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TD2c29LlzfI/AAAAAAAAB6o/TQvhvx_ToDI/s1600/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TD2c29LlzfI/AAAAAAAAB6o/TQvhvx_ToDI/s400/6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿Si mai no t'arrisques a perdre, mai no et dónes l'oportunitat de guanyar.&lt;br /&gt;Si mai no afrontes la pena de partir, mai no coneixeràs l'alegria de la tornada.&lt;br /&gt;Si mai no afrontes la por de deixar de ser com ets, mai no descobriràs l'alegria de ser com pots ser.&lt;br /&gt;Si mai no estàs disposat a deixar tot el que tens, mai no sentiràs&amp;nbsp;el que tens lliurement.&lt;br /&gt;Si mai no encares la teva pena i deixes de riure per plorar, mai no coneixeràs la dita del que deixa de plorar per riure.&lt;br /&gt;Si mai no t'arrisques a creuar el riu, mai no sabràs el que t'espera a l'altra vora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-1152474400765239979?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/1152474400765239979/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/laltra-vora.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1152474400765239979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1152474400765239979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/laltra-vora.html' title='L&apos;ALTRA VORA'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TD2c29LlzfI/AAAAAAAAB6o/TQvhvx_ToDI/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-5894432326167625391</id><published>2010-07-14T13:06:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T13:19:01.384+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LA PEL.LÍCULA DE LA TEVA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TD2aOMUsYII/AAAAAAAAB6g/tF6F4KYbb6w/s1600/522607537_03a062faec.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TD2aOMUsYII/AAAAAAAAB6g/tF6F4KYbb6w/s400/522607537_03a062faec.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿Tendim a no valorar les petites coses quotidianes que se'ns presenten, i només els donem importància quan sentim la seva absència. &lt;br /&gt;Potser per quotidià, mai no celebrem la sortida del sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no aprenem a gaudir de les petites coses quotidianes de la vida, que és les que coneixem... Podrem ser capaços de divertir-nos plenament quan se'ns presenti alguna cosa diferente?…&lt;br /&gt;Deixem d'esperar el "gran miracle".&lt;br /&gt;Gaudim a diari dels "petits miracles" que, dia a dia, s'obren al nostre pas. &lt;br /&gt;Al cap i a la fi... No serà que el gran miracle és la conjunció de tots aquests més petits?. &lt;br /&gt;Potser el gran miracle consisteix a trobar la felicitat a les petites coses de tots els dies de la nostra vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Y així en la recerca de noves oportunitats, plens d'insatisfacció moltes vegades no ens donem compte del verdader valor de les persones i de les coses que van passar pel nostre camí. &lt;br /&gt;El lamentable és que per no adonar-nos a temps després quan les perdem volem tornar enrere i ja és tard molt tard...&amp;nbsp;la vida ens dóna tot el necessari perquè siguem feliços, &lt;br /&gt;només que ens adonem, quan ja no ho som.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És hora d'adonar-nos i d'aprendre a valorar en el present tot el que tenim. &lt;br /&gt;De res no serveix plorar pel que deixem anar, &lt;br /&gt;per les coses que&amp;nbsp;no vam fer, &lt;br /&gt;per tot el que&amp;nbsp;no li vam donar importància: &lt;br /&gt;ja no està! &lt;br /&gt;La vida no pot rebobinar-se, ni modificar-se. &lt;br /&gt;Les escenes queden gravades i no hi ha forma d'eliminar els trossos de la cinta que no ens agraden, &lt;br /&gt;ni podem regravar-la, &lt;br /&gt;ni&amp;nbsp;tant sols&amp;nbsp;podem detenir-la en els bons moments, &lt;br /&gt;sols està en nosaltres la possibilitat de continuar filmant &lt;br /&gt;i que a partir d'avui cada escena sigui única i irrepetible &lt;br /&gt;i per damunt de tot sigui tan valuosa que no ens faci penedir-nos mai &lt;br /&gt;i ni tan sols no sentir culpes per alguna escena del film. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;És la pel·lícula de la teva vida, és la teva història i&amp;nbsp;tu &lt;br /&gt;ets el protagonista !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-5894432326167625391?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/5894432326167625391/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/la-pellicula-de-la-teva-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5894432326167625391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5894432326167625391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/la-pellicula-de-la-teva-vida.html' title='LA PEL.LÍCULA DE LA TEVA VIDA'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TD2aOMUsYII/AAAAAAAAB6g/tF6F4KYbb6w/s72-c/522607537_03a062faec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-577867236000468967</id><published>2010-07-14T12:50:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T20:45:42.758+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SENSE CONDICIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TD2WMzoNH_I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/ro-I8ksusI4/s1600/4706710418_f2e752cef0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TD2WMzoNH_I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/ro-I8ksusI4/s400/4706710418_f2e752cef0.jpg" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TD2WRY0iXoI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/_7uY-gU8pAk/s1600/4781364038_c8d5cca806.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TD2WRY0iXoI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/_7uY-gU8pAk/s400/4781364038_c8d5cca806.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿Vull que em sentis sense jutjar-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vull que opinis sense aconsellar-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vull que confiïs en mi sense exigir-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vull que m'ajudis sense intentar decidir per mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vull que em cuidis sense anul·lar-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vull que em miris sense projectar les teves coses en mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vull que m'abracis sense asfixiar-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vull que m'animis sense empènyer-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vull que em sostinguis sense fer-te càrrec de mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vull que em protegeixis sense mentides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vull que t'apropis sense envair-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vull que coneguis les coses meves que més et disgustin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vull que les acceptis i no pretenguis canviar-les.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vull que sàpigues que avui contás amb mi... sense condicions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/2505149053729502179-577867236000468967?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/577867236000468967/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/sense-condicions.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/577867236000468967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/577867236000468967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/sense-condicions.html' title='SENSE CONDICIONS'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TD2WMzoNH_I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/ro-I8ksusI4/s72-c/4706710418_f2e752cef0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-2715886109095991161</id><published>2010-07-14T12:42:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T20:46:59.875+02:00</updated><title type='text'>L'AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TD2Um72UbfI/AAAAAAAAB6I/K4wL5I4fZT8/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TD2Um72UbfI/AAAAAAAAB6I/K4wL5I4fZT8/s400/4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿L'amor no és la unió del jo i l'altre &lt;br /&gt;sinó el naixement de la unicitat d'ambdós &lt;br /&gt;amb la força i la bondat de la llum. &lt;br /&gt;I a través de la seva unicitat amb la llum, &lt;br /&gt;cada vida es realitza i embelleix, &lt;br /&gt;i per tant, també embelleix la vida de l'altre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'amor no és una cosa que obtenim o fem, &lt;br /&gt;sinó una cosa que som, que sempre vam ser i sempre serem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Polly Berrien Berends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-2715886109095991161?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/2715886109095991161/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/lamor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2715886109095991161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2715886109095991161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/lamor.html' title='L&apos;AMOR'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TD2Um72UbfI/AAAAAAAAB6I/K4wL5I4fZT8/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-2018277153291370126</id><published>2010-07-11T00:36:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T13:21:42.574+02:00</updated><title type='text'>VOLER EL QUE FEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDj1oXAS10I/AAAAAAAAB6A/hOIe74N3JXE/s1600/4776978839_01f5e6e1ab.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="369" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDj1oXAS10I/AAAAAAAAB6A/hOIe74N3JXE/s640/4776978839_01f5e6e1ab.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;La dificultat moltes vegades és assumir el compromís personal de fer el que volem i voler el que fem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No deixem que les emocions ens immobilitzin. Mirem-les com eleccions que hem fet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quan un problema sorgeix, hem d'entrar en ell. Abordar-lo amb serenitat. Utilitzar-lo per a aprendre una mica. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Qualsevol cosa que ens immobilitzi, que ens aparti del nostre camí o ens impedeixi aconseguir els nostres objectius, és tota nostra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Podem tirar-la fora sempre que vulguem, solament és proposar-nos-el. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quan el món exterior ens sembla difícil d'afrontar, quan sentim que la pressió se'ns fa gairebé insuportable, busquem la força en el nostre interior i descobrirem que el poder de generar el canvi està dintre de nosaltres. Som una única persona capaç d'assolir totes les metes que ens proposem, per difícils que siguin, i per incertes que se'ns presentin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;El nostre coratge i el nostre entusiasme són els recursos amb els quals contem per a arribar fins al que volem. Hem de creure en ells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-2018277153291370126?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/2018277153291370126/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/voler-el-que-fem.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2018277153291370126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2018277153291370126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/voler-el-que-fem.html' title='VOLER EL QUE FEM'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDj1oXAS10I/AAAAAAAAB6A/hOIe74N3JXE/s72-c/4776978839_01f5e6e1ab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-4217457334042773937</id><published>2010-07-04T23:32:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T23:59:22.457+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ELS MEUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-602a0c3c341b34a7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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YOU'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-8208683198180761083</id><published>2010-07-04T12:09:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:46:19.643+02:00</updated><title type='text'>APRÈN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBirnotEzI/AAAAAAAAB34/Tx6FCzuFMnc/s1600/4718276060_ca0e779ae3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489996447278240562" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBirnotEzI/AAAAAAAAB34/Tx6FCzuFMnc/s640/4718276060_ca0e779ae3.jpg" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 270px;" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aprèn a gaudir de l'amor, &lt;br /&gt;a confiar en la teva força, &lt;br /&gt;a enfrontar les teves pors, &lt;br /&gt;a entusiasmar-te amb la vida, &lt;br /&gt;a demanar ajuda quan la necessitis, &lt;br /&gt;a prendre les teves pròpies decisions, &lt;br /&gt;a ser una bona amiga de tu mateixa. &lt;br /&gt;A dir o callar segons la teva conveniència, &lt;br /&gt;a quedar-te amb el crèdit dels teus assoliments, &lt;br /&gt;a no estar pendent de l'aprovació dels altres, &lt;br /&gt;a no absorbir les responsabilitats d'uns altres, &lt;br /&gt;a ser conscient dels teus sentiments i a actuar en conseqüència. &lt;br /&gt;A posar límits, a sostenir-los, &lt;br /&gt;a prendre més riscos, &lt;br /&gt;a acceptar els canvis, &lt;br /&gt;a realitzar les teves creences, &lt;br /&gt;a ser capaç d'omplir primer la teva copa i després la dels altres, &lt;br /&gt;a planejar el teu futur però no viure en ell. &lt;br /&gt;A valorar la teva intuïció, &lt;br /&gt;a prendre les teves pròpies decisions, &lt;br /&gt;a fer de la comprensió i el perdó, les teves prioritats, &lt;br /&gt;a acceptar-te com ets, &lt;br /&gt;a gaudir la diferència entre els sexes, &lt;br /&gt;a aprendre de les trobades i dels fracassos. &lt;br /&gt;M'agradaria, que et permetis riure a riallades pel carrer, sense cap raó.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBi2ms3brI/AAAAAAAAB4A/Yrn3GQLTvmQ/s1600/4751618073_9a57188527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489996636005822130" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBi2ms3brI/AAAAAAAAB4A/Yrn3GQLTvmQ/s640/4751618073_9a57188527.jpg" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 286px;" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-8208683198180761083?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBirnotEzI/AAAAAAAAB34/Tx6FCzuFMnc/s72-c/4718276060_ca0e779ae3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-2450083782617497552</id><published>2010-07-04T11:51:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T12:32:36.971+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LA VIDA NO RETROCEDEIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBjPM3evRI/AAAAAAAAB4I/RB0CtC2-wVk/s1600/4613501702_245efe9a6e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBjPM3evRI/AAAAAAAAB4I/RB0CtC2-wVk/s400/4613501702_245efe9a6e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489997058567748882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Els teus fills no són els teus fills són fills i filles de la vida desitjosa de si mateixa.&lt;br /&gt;No vénen de tu, sinó a travès de tu i encara que estiguin amb tu no et pertanyen. &lt;br /&gt;Pots donar-los el teu amor, però no els teus pensaments, doncs, ells tenen els seus propis pensaments. &lt;br /&gt;Pots abrigar els seus cossos, però no les seves ànimes, perquè elles, viuen en la casa del matí, que no pots visitar ni tan sols en somni. &lt;br /&gt;Pots esforçar-te a ser com ells, però no procuris fer-los semblants a tu perquè la vida no retrocedeix, ni es deté en l'ahir. &lt;br /&gt;Tu ets l'arc del com, els teus fills com fletxes vives són llançats. &lt;br /&gt;Deixa que la inclinacion en la teva mà de l’arquè sigui per a la felicitat. &lt;br /&gt;Kahlil Gibran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-2450083782617497552?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBjPM3evRI/AAAAAAAAB4I/RB0CtC2-wVk/s72-c/4613501702_245efe9a6e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-8939897542725168935</id><published>2010-07-04T11:40:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T13:27:10.509+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ETS UN ÉSSER HUMÀ ESPECIAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBXKtzTo2I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/e4AoBwaHZA8/s1600/n1215831353_30035589_8641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489983787369735010" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBXKtzTo2I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/e4AoBwaHZA8/s640/n1215831353_30035589_8641.jpg" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 287px;" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que la teva vida es torni un jardí d'oportunitats per a ser feliç! Que en les teves primaveres siguis amant de la alegria. &lt;br /&gt;Que en els teus hiverns siguis amic de la sabiduria. I que quan t'equivoquis en el camí, comencis tot de nou. &lt;br /&gt;Doncs així seràs cada vegada mes apassionada per la vida. I descobriràs que ser feliç no és tenir una vida perfecta. Sinó utilitzar les llàgrimes per a regar la tolerància. Utilitzar les perdudes per a refinar la paciència. Utilitzar les errades per a esculpir la serenitat. Utilitzat el dolor per a lapidar el plaer. Utilitzar els obstacles per a obrir les finestres de la intel•ligència. Mai desisteixis. Mai desisteixis de les persones que estimes. Mai desisteixis de ser feliç, doncs la vida és un espectacle imperdible. I tu, ets un ésser humà especial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-8939897542725168935?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/8939897542725168935/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/que-la-teva-vida-es-torni-un-jardi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/8939897542725168935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/8939897542725168935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/que-la-teva-vida-es-torni-un-jardi.html' title='ETS UN ÉSSER HUMÀ ESPECIAL'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBXKtzTo2I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/e4AoBwaHZA8/s72-c/n1215831353_30035589_8641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-1050626144357646441</id><published>2010-07-04T11:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T11:34:19.156+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SER FELIÇ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBVhCd4NxI/AAAAAAAAB3I/AO1s5TfbXio/s1600/4199736097_95d5bf9b18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBVhCd4NxI/AAAAAAAAB3I/AO1s5TfbXio/s400/4199736097_95d5bf9b18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489981971850868498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M’agradaria que sempre recordessis que ser feliç no és tenir un cel sense tempestats, camins sense accidents, treballs sense cansament, relacions sense decepcions. Ser feliç és trobar força en el perdó, esperança en les batalles, seguretat en la llotja de la por, amor en els desencontres. Ser feliç no és solament valorizar el somriure, sinó tambien reflexionar sobre la tristesa. No és tot just commemorar el succés, sinó aprendre lliçons en els fracassos. No és tot just tenir alegria amb els aplaudiments, sinó trobar alegria en l'anonimat. Ser feliç és reconèixer que val la pena viure la vida, a pesar de tots els desafios, incomprensions i períodes de crisis. Ser feliç no és una fatalitat de la destinació, sinó una conquesta de qui sap viatjar cap a dins del seu propi ésser. Ser feliç és deixar de ser víctima dels problemes i tornar-se un actor de la pròpia història. És travessar deserts fora de si, mes ser capaç de trobar un oasi en el recondito de la nostra ànima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser feliç és no tenir por dels propis sentiments. És saber parlar de si mateix. És tenir coratge per a oir un ,No!. És tenir seguretat per a rebre una critica, encara que sigui injusta. És besar als fills, acaronar als pares i tenir moments poètics amb els amics, encara que ells ens fereixin. Ser feliç és deixar viure a la criatura lliure, alegre i simple que viu dintre de cadascun de nosaltres. És tenir maduresa per a dir: Em vaig equivocar!. És tenir la osadia per a dir: Perdona'm. És tenir sensibilitat per a expressar, Et necessito !. És tenir capacitat de dir: T'estimo!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-1050626144357646441?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/1050626144357646441/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/ser-felic.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1050626144357646441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1050626144357646441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/ser-felic.html' title='SER FELIÇ'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBVhCd4NxI/AAAAAAAAB3I/AO1s5TfbXio/s72-c/4199736097_95d5bf9b18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-1201671631064448351</id><published>2010-07-04T11:07:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:47:57.091+02:00</updated><title type='text'>HAS DE PERMETRE'T</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBR5TpNQ8I/AAAAAAAAB3A/t1sRnPQJfoM/s1600/Dibujo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489977990732137410" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBR5TpNQ8I/AAAAAAAAB3A/t1sRnPQJfoM/s400/Dibujo1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 324px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has de permetre't sentir, has de permetre't ésser vulnerable. Tal vegada no t'agradi el que veus, això no té importància, no cal jutjar sempre, però si has de deixar que t'escometi, que t'emocioni i aixì sentiràs que el teu cos està viu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-1201671631064448351?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/1201671631064448351/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/has-de-permetret-sentir-has-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1201671631064448351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1201671631064448351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/07/has-de-permetret-sentir-has-de.html' title='HAS DE PERMETRE&apos;T'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/TDBR5TpNQ8I/AAAAAAAAB3A/t1sRnPQJfoM/s72-c/Dibujo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-5148685172270174746</id><published>2010-05-14T15:51:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T16:05:14.212+02:00</updated><title type='text'>EN LOS LABIOS DEL AGUA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S-1YUPrciII/AAAAAAAAB0k/0ILdzsIZI2c/s1600/035-Basal_aigua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S-1YUPrciII/AAAAAAAAB0k/0ILdzsIZI2c/s400/035-Basal_aigua.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471126227154405506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;".... Los sonámbulos estamos destinados a llenarnos de fantasmas fugaces porque somos también como fantasmas en la mente de quienes nos desean .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si nadie nos desea somos fantasmas vacíos ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alberto Ruy Sánchez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-5148685172270174746?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/5148685172270174746/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/05/en-los-labios-del-agua.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5148685172270174746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S-1TwyWsVLI/AAAAAAAAB0U/0gMA85-0NK0/s1600/dits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="213" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471121219940799666" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S-1TwyWsVLI/AAAAAAAAB0U/0gMA85-0NK0/s640/dits.jpg" style="display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con la paz de las montañas te amaré &lt;br /&gt;con locura y equilibrio te amaré,&lt;br /&gt;con la rabia de mis años, como me enseñaste a ser&lt;br /&gt;con un grito en carne viva te amaré. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En secreto y en silencio te amaré&lt;br /&gt;arriesgando en lo prohibido te amaré&lt;br /&gt;en lo falso y en lo cierto, con el corazón abierto&lt;br /&gt;por ser algo no perfecto te amaré.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S-1TwyWsVLI/AAAAAAAAB0U/0gMA85-0NK0/s72-c/dits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-1227219720456725248</id><published>2010-05-14T15:14:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T15:28:09.346+02:00</updated><title type='text'>CUANTO TE ECHO DE MENOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S-1NXtdCooI/AAAAAAAAB0E/gD3Hon3dFkA/s1600/5969_1199704792196_1215831353_30576731_2036949_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471112104504169874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La persona que toma tu mano pero toca tu corazón, es un amigo de verdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raramente pensamos sobre lo que tenemos, pero siempre pensamos sobre lo que nos falta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No llores porque se acabó, rie porque ocurrió.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto más lo planees, más duro será el destino contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que ocurre, ocurre por un motivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La más segura cura para la vanidad es la soledad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La soledad eleva al fuerte y elimina al débil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La soledad es el imperio de la conciencia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La soledad es el precio de la libertad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la soledad se halla lo que muchas veces se pierde en la conversación&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hagas un esfuerzo, porque las mejores cosas suceden, cuando menos las esperas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los momentos más grandes, no son los más ruidosos, sino los más silenciosos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La lección más difícil de aprender es: qué puente usar en la vida, o cual romper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo el mundo ve lo que tu pareces, pero, sólamente algunos saben quien eres.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-5305925276508666829?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/5305925276508666829/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/05/petites-reflexions-amb-un-cafe-amb-llet.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5305925276508666829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>NO TEMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S-1KIkf5SUI/AAAAAAAABzs/ksEFTYbMNpM/s1600/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S-1KIkf5SUI/AAAAAAAABzs/ksEFTYbMNpM/s400/4.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471110633421883714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No temas si caes en el abismo más oscuro,&lt;br /&gt;Allí en lo más hondo, Hallarás la luz que brilla con más fuerza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-3441891160610635205?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/3441891160610635205/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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sentiment&lt;br /&gt;que desenvolupa la ment,&lt;br /&gt;és que tu m´entenguis&lt;br /&gt;i jo et comprengui&lt;br /&gt;no vulguis fer-me canviar,&lt;br /&gt;sols s´ha de compartir&lt;br /&gt;la vida i estimar,&lt;br /&gt;encara que tinguem que patir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si cómprenem a l´altra gent,&lt;br /&gt;a la natura i a tot ser vivent,&lt;br /&gt;sense perjudicis de religió&lt;br /&gt;de raça y de forma de pensar,&lt;br /&gt;ajudant al desvalgut amb devoció,&lt;br /&gt;aixó, és en realitat estimar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gràcies Juanjo !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-3827146811623860874?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/3827146811623860874/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-9116704792599704494</id><published>2010-05-03T03:55:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T03:59:22.099+02:00</updated><title type='text'>PERMITETE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S94t81uQnMI/AAAAAAAABzM/7vhhf9dQYNI/s1600/gf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S94t81uQnMI/AAAAAAAABzM/7vhhf9dQYNI/s400/gf.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466857520910867650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permítete a partir de hoy tomar las riendas de tu propio destino, &lt;br /&gt;y escribe, &lt;br /&gt;como lees aquí, &lt;br /&gt;tu propia declaración de principios, &lt;br /&gt;alineados con la energía del amor universal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-9116704792599704494?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/9116704792599704494/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/05/permitete.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/9116704792599704494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/9116704792599704494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/05/permitete.html' title='PERMITETE'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466858218533182882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vida es sólo un momento, un momento todo tuyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disfrútalo en su totalidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que nada de lo que crees que te pertenece, te detenga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vive el AHORA, vive tu VIDA, y no te olvides de SER FELIZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-8354838168005974525?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/8354838168005974525/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/05/la-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/8354838168005974525'/><link 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DESPRÉS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S94qQTCAV6I/AAAAAAAABy8/AZxsBu_jhTA/s1600/un.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S94qQTCAV6I/AAAAAAAABy8/AZxsBu_jhTA/s400/un.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466853457149319074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'amor &lt;br /&gt;no té paraules&lt;br /&gt;té carícies&lt;br /&gt;té gestos&lt;br /&gt;té mirades&lt;br /&gt;té deliris&lt;br /&gt;dé gemecs.&lt;br /&gt;Per això&lt;br /&gt;potser&lt;br /&gt;la poesia&lt;br /&gt;ve després.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-792366929294217934?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S94qQTCAV6I/AAAAAAAABy8/AZxsBu_jhTA/s72-c/un.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-4155650671471619132</id><published>2010-05-03T03:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T03:37:35.642+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ABRAÇA'M</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S94o1YCz9pI/AAAAAAAABys/_LvhpVSQrgI/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S94o1YCz9pI/AAAAAAAABys/_LvhpVSQrgI/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466851895126783634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraça’m fort, ben fort, abans que acabi&lt;br /&gt;el rerefons de lluna que ens aïlla&lt;br /&gt;de comú acord contra la soledat,&lt;br /&gt;en la claror de mans entrellaçades&lt;br /&gt;mentre estrenyem l’espai de notes nues&lt;br /&gt;i ens bressa una mateixa melodia.&lt;br /&gt;Així esdevenim aquell ésser feliç que en els orígens&lt;br /&gt;fou castigat pels déus.&lt;br /&gt;Abraça’m fort perquè pugui servar&lt;br /&gt;l’empremta de les mans,&lt;br /&gt;el pou de les besades,&lt;br /&gt;i convertir en lletra aquest instant fugaç&lt;br /&gt;amb l’energia d’unes mans petites&lt;br /&gt;i amb el cor abocat en el poema.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-4155650671471619132?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/4155650671471619132/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S0CZVCf0jCI/AAAAAAAABpM/ChSn0X_ntwU/s400/nmn.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422502538080717858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La violencia contra las mujeres es la mayor atrocidad contra los derechos humanos de nuestros tiempos. &lt;br /&gt;Desde que nacen hasta que mueren, tanto en tiempo de paz como en la guerra, las mujeres se enfrentan a la discriminación y la violencia del Estado, la comunidad y la familia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Al menos una de cada tres mujeres ha sido golpeada, obligada a mantener relaciones sexuales o sometida a algún otro tipo de abusos en su vida, según un estudio basado en 50 encuestas de todo el mundo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Más de 60 millones de mujeres “faltan” hoy en el mundo a consecuencia de prácticas como el aborto selectivo en función del sexo y el infanticidio femenino. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Cada año, millones de mujeres sufren violaciones a manos de sus parejas y de familiares, amigos, desconocidos, empleadores, compañeros de trabajo, soldados y miembros de grupos armados. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• La violencia en la familia es endémica en todo el mundo; la gran mayoría de las víctimas son mujeres y niñas. En Estados Unidos, por ejemplo, el 85 por ciento de las víctimas de violencia en el ámbito familiar computadas en 1999 eran mujeres. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Según informes de la Organización Mundial de la Salud, el 70 por ciento de las mujeres que son víctimas de asesinato mueren a manos de su compañero. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Las armas pequeñas y las armas ligeras son los principales los instrumentos de casi todos los conflictos. Según el secretario general de Naciones Unidas, las mujeres y los niños representan casi el 80 por ciento de las bajas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUSTICIA, EXCUSAS, NO !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mayoría de los actos de violencia contra las mujeres nunca se investigan. Sus autores no son procesados y cometen los delitos con impunidad. Esto contribuye a crear un clima en que los actos de violencia contra las mujeres se consideran normales, no delictivos, y en el que las mujeres no buscan justicia porque saben que no la conseguirán.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En algunos países, la discriminación contra las mujeres está en las leyes o hay leyes viciadas que no protegen a las mujeres de la violencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puede que las mujeres renuncien a buscar justicia por no disponer de los recursos económicos necesarios par acceder al sistema legal, o por temor a perder la custodia de sus hijos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En muchos países, la policía y los fiscales se muestran remisos a creer y prestar asistencia a las mujeres que han sido víctimas de abusos a manos de familiares. A las mujeres que denuncian los abusos se les dice que se trata de un asunto privado, o que la situación ha sido “incitada” por la propia conducta de la mujer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En estos países el Estado no ha cumplido con sus obligaciones en virtud del derecho internacional de respetar, proteger y hacer realidad los derechos de las mujeres. El Estado es responsable de investigar y procesar a los autores de actos de violencia contra las mujeres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A menudo, las comunidades son cómplices de que el Estado no ponga en manos de la justicia a los autores de estos actos. La intervención de los particulares y las comunidades es fundamental para vencer la impunidad y obtener justicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOLS DIR NO ?&lt;br /&gt;SAPS DIR NO?&lt;br /&gt;ET DEIXEN DIR NO ?&lt;br /&gt;VOLDRIES DIR NO ?&lt;br /&gt;HAS DE DIR NO?...&lt;br /&gt;DONCS......APRÉN A DIR, NO !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-1919759817379330799?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/1919759817379330799/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/01/la-violencia-contra-las-mujeres.html#comment-form' title='1 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-939725642417769816</id><published>2010-01-02T17:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T14:11:04.474+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AMAR Y QUERER NO ES LO MISMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S0CXXDLOOxI/AAAAAAAABo8/-GXlCX62Wr8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S0CXXDLOOxI/AAAAAAAABo8/-GXlCX62Wr8/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422500373599238930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podría pensarse que cuando hablamos de amar o de querer estamos hablando de lo mismo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no sólo es distinto, sino que puede ser todo lo contrario. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando amamos aceptamos a los seres queridos como son y vemos ante todo sus cualidades, animándolos a ser lo mejor que puedan ser. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando los queremos nos centramos es en sus defectos y exigimos que los cambien para que sean lo que soñamos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando amamos somos generosos con los seres queridos, damos con gusto y sin llevar cuentas ni esperar nada a cambio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando los queremos damos sólo lo que nos conviene, o reclamamos retribuciones por lo que les hemos dado. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando amamos disfrutamos con los triunfos de los seres queridos, pero estamos a su lado para apoyarlos cuando fallan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando los queremos asumimos sus éxitos y fracasos como propios, vanagloriándonos de los unos y rechazándolos por los otros. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando amamos procuramos liberar a los seres queridos, promoviendo su autonomía y sus atributos para que puedan ser los protagonistas de su vida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando los queremos procuramos controlarlos y resolverles la vida para mantenerlos dependientes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando amamos cuidamos a nuestros seres queridos como si fueran un tesoro, y los tratamos siempre con respeto y consideración. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando los queremos no tenemos reparo en ofenderlos o humillarlos en aras de corregirlos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando amamos creemos que nuestros seres queridos son lo máximo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando los queremos vivimos comparándolos y presionándolos para que sean mejores que los demás. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Será que amamos o que queremos a nuestros hijos?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-939725642417769816?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/939725642417769816/comments/default' title='Comentaris del 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/S0CXXDLOOxI/AAAAAAAABo8/-GXlCX62Wr8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-940551743552300385</id><published>2010-01-02T17:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:06:12.542+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EL PETIT PRINCEP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sz9uwY062FI/AAAAAAAABnk/YIbZemB23uc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sz9uwY062FI/AAAAAAAABnk/YIbZemB23uc/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422174253954553938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enllà, més lluny de les estrelles, a l’altra cara del mirall, on tot és més senzill d’entendre, la porta espera oberta. &lt;br /&gt;Quan per les nits miris al cel, al pensar en una d’aquells estels, estaré jo rient, serà per tu com si totes els estels estiguessin rient, Tu sols tindràs estels que saben riure !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-940551743552300385?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/940551743552300385/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2010/01/enlla-mes-lluny-de-les-estrelles-laltra.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/940551743552300385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/940551743552300385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-9157915402999195846?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/9157915402999195846/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/11/la-busqueda-del-sentido.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/9157915402999195846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/9157915402999195846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/11/la-busqueda-del-sentido.html' title='LA BUSQUEDA DEL SENTIDO'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sw73kkr0WlI/AAAAAAAABlM/fq2_uKDYsO4/s72-c/88.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-2019356581484789263</id><published>2009-11-21T23:16:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:31:30.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSCA LA FUERZA EN TU INTERIOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SwhnKNz9X1I/AAAAAAAABkM/0PtN-b8EFHQ/s1600/502330728_cfd69f0ed4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SwhnKNz9X1I/AAAAAAAABkM/0PtN-b8EFHQ/s400/502330728_cfd69f0ed4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406684777862225746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por más dolor que sientas, todo eso por lo que estás pasando es una dolorosa percepción.  Una evaluación de la realidad con base en el desastre.  &lt;br /&gt;Tu dolor es muy real, pero es necesario comprender que el dolor necesita ser contenido, para que podamos pensar y actuar, para colocar nuestra vida nuevamente en el carril.  &lt;br /&gt;Por eso, cuando estés caído en el fondo del pozo, descansa un poco y mira a tu alrededor.  Duerme, si es preciso.  Llora, si lo necesitas.  Pero, después, sal de allí.   &lt;br /&gt;Por un instante, no verás nada, todo estará oscuro y te sentirás perdido. Eso es natural.  Pero, vamos a buscar lo que también es natural: es natural que tú, habiendo tropezado con uno de los puntos bajos de tu vida, solamente necesites hacer un movimiento y así estarás más próximo de la salida.&lt;br /&gt;No te preocupes en olvidar el dolor, pues él es parte de ti.  &lt;br /&gt;Son las cicatrices las que te vuelven una persona más completa, más rica internamente, más viva.&lt;br /&gt;Acuérdate de que la ventaja de estar en el fondo del pozo, es que cualquier movimiento nos lleva hacia arriba.  &lt;br /&gt;Busca la salida, levántate y recomienza el camino.  &lt;br /&gt;Cuanto más pronto, mejor.&lt;br /&gt;Pregúntate, si quieres cambiar la luz por las tinieblas.&lt;br /&gt;Recuerda que cualquier momento es bueno para comenzar&lt;br /&gt;y que ninguno es tan terrible para claudicar.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando dudes de ti, cuando sientas que estás a punto de desfallecer, no permitas que el desaliento te haga perder el rumbo. &lt;br /&gt;Concéntrate en tu objetivo y encamínate hacia la meta. &lt;br /&gt;No olvides que la causa de tu presente es tu pasado&lt;br /&gt;así como la causa de tu futuro será tu presente.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende a nacer desde el dolor y a ser más grande&lt;br /&gt;que el más grande de los obstáculos.&lt;br /&gt;Y ten siempre la absoluta certeza de que después de una fuerte tempestad, el arco iris saldrá y el sol  brillará nuevamente.&lt;br /&gt;Tus anhelos tal vez estén aún sin explorar, tal vez te cueste todavía nombrarlos, darles una definición precisa o imaginar siquiera qué deseas para ti en el futuro.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando el mundo exterior te parezca difícil de afrontar, cuando sientas que la presión se te hace casi insoportable… busca la fuerza en tu interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SwhplnrQKsI/AAAAAAAABkc/_4lysD233PY/s1600/361872564_08b6e211c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SwhplnrQKsI/AAAAAAAABkc/_4lysD233PY/s400/361872564_08b6e211c6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406687447684754114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-2019356581484789263?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/2019356581484789263/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/11/busca-la-fuerza-en-tu-interior.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2019356581484789263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>ESPERANDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Swhf_ELYQPI/AAAAAAAABkE/UnBoy5pBAUk/s1600/99.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 349px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Swhf_ELYQPI/AAAAAAAABkE/UnBoy5pBAUk/s400/99.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406676889716146418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperaron su vuelta y a pesar del tiempo; &lt;br /&gt;nunca sufrieron cansancio alguno. &lt;br /&gt;Sus brazos le arroparon cuando navegaba entre tinieblas &lt;br /&gt;y le acogieron cuando volvió a ver la luz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-6125137105021229690?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Swhf_ELYQPI/AAAAAAAABkE/UnBoy5pBAUk/s72-c/99.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-2199667873755454257</id><published>2009-11-13T21:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T21:53:37.796+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AÑOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sv3HRmU_RAI/AAAAAAAABj8/x_MPJqFpx9I/s1600-h/2962961340_b534b1b9c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sv3HRmU_RAI/AAAAAAAABj8/x_MPJqFpx9I/s400/2962961340_b534b1b9c0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403694233074746370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sv3GgLHoEvI/AAAAAAAABj0/SVCS28rH_m4/s1600-h/2319522926_1cf0e332c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sv3GgLHoEvI/AAAAAAAABj0/SVCS28rH_m4/s400/2319522926_1cf0e332c3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403693383957353202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejo caer de las manos&lt;br /&gt;mis fracasos y derrotas&lt;br /&gt;en el fondo oscuro de los suspiros lejanos&lt;br /&gt;en el baúl viejo de la memoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrodillada frente al pasado&lt;br /&gt;deshojo uno a uno los recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;soles lejanos sonriendo a mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;que nublados frente a los mares&lt;br /&gt;huelen tristes melodías&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Años transcurridos&lt;br /&gt;pasos como ecos devolviendo caricias&lt;br /&gt;sabores de otras bocas&lt;br /&gt;reyes y peregrinos habitándome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejo caer extraños y conocidos&lt;br /&gt;duendes adueñados de mi almohada&lt;br /&gt;pestañas desveladas&lt;br /&gt;cielos rojos&lt;br /&gt;y el anhelo de encontrarte&lt;br /&gt;a mi lado&lt;br /&gt;cada noche.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-2199667873755454257?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/2199667873755454257/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/11/anos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2199667873755454257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2199667873755454257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/11/anos.html' title='AÑOS'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sv3HRmU_RAI/AAAAAAAABj8/x_MPJqFpx9I/s72-c/2962961340_b534b1b9c0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-4318578939306075940</id><published>2009-11-13T20:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T21:01:07.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sv269sOcdXI/AAAAAAAABjs/khERu4VzrnA/s1600-h/Dibujo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sv269sOcdXI/AAAAAAAABjs/khERu4VzrnA/s400/Dibujo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403680696920995186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...aprendimos a deshacer el mundo en un suspiro ahogado entre lujuriosas sábanas que se convirtieron en la piel del deseo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-4318578939306075940?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/4318578939306075940/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/4318578939306075940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/4318578939306075940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sv269sOcdXI/AAAAAAAABjs/khERu4VzrnA/s72-c/Dibujo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-5100361131557202288</id><published>2009-11-13T20:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:53:16.282+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LA VERDAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sv25G1tg9NI/AAAAAAAABjk/hC8dOtxwxlI/s1600-h/3876601524_f53af73a19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sv25G1tg9NI/AAAAAAAABjk/hC8dOtxwxlI/s400/3876601524_f53af73a19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403678655062799570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sólo hiberno todo el tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;en mi jaula de almohadas,&lt;br /&gt;dónde nadie sabe la verdad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-5100361131557202288?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/5100361131557202288/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/11/la-verdad.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5100361131557202288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5100361131557202288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/11/la-verdad.html' title='LA VERDAD'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sv25G1tg9NI/AAAAAAAABjk/hC8dOtxwxlI/s72-c/3876601524_f53af73a19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-1096605543441076795</id><published>2009-11-13T20:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:49:29.651+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MI HABITACIÓN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sv24P4B_rII/AAAAAAAABjc/PSNCRDae_Gc/s1600-h/3597213227_b8522373ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sv24P4B_rII/AAAAAAAABjc/PSNCRDae_Gc/s400/3597213227_b8522373ba.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403677710792764546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La persiana está abajo en este cuarto &lt;br /&gt;versos que dicen todo y dicen nada &lt;br /&gt;pensamientos que ya empapan mi almohada &lt;br /&gt;Aute de fondo susurrando &lt;br /&gt;"je vais faire l'amour avec toi"... &lt;br /&gt;No consigo concentrarme y me digo &lt;br /&gt;no seas tonta que aqui no se esta tan mal &lt;br /&gt;pero la vida me demuestra lo contrario &lt;br /&gt;dia a dia voy matando la esperanza de escapar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo espero esa sonrisa tribulada &lt;br /&gt;y aunque mientas me regales ese instante &lt;br /&gt;donde dices tan seguro &lt;br /&gt;que todo ira mejor &lt;br /&gt;esa voz que me repite cada dia, &lt;br /&gt;no estes triste y descansa, vida mia, &lt;br /&gt;ya veras como mañana te encontraras mejor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He intentado levantar esa persiana, &lt;br /&gt;escribir mil idioteces que hagan gracia, &lt;br /&gt;y secar mi almohada a carcajdas, &lt;br /&gt;y otra musica de fondo, &lt;br /&gt;que no me arranque la emoción. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y con todo he conseguido mas bien poco, &lt;br /&gt;tras el cristal todo estaba nublado, &lt;br /&gt;la almohada casi muere en un naufragio, &lt;br /&gt;cuando oí a Silvio susurrando &lt;br /&gt;"mi unicornio azul, ayer se m perdio", &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo espero que consigas darte cuenta, &lt;br /&gt;y aunque sea difícil al final comprendas &lt;br /&gt;que aunque ponga voluntad &lt;br /&gt;no habrá nada en el mundo &lt;br /&gt;que me haga olvidar que no estás cerca, &lt;br /&gt;que me enseñe a vivir sin repetirme &lt;br /&gt;"cuanto te echo de menos"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-1096605543441076795?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/1096605543441076795/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/11/mi-habitacion.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1096605543441076795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1096605543441076795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/11/mi-habitacion.html' title='MI HABITACIÓN'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sv24P4B_rII/AAAAAAAABjc/PSNCRDae_Gc/s72-c/3597213227_b8522373ba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-3833236185719039174</id><published>2009-11-01T18:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:43:27.342+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EL MIRALL INFINIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Su3Iq0tDtRI/AAAAAAAABiQ/jBMYkLrME7o/s1600-h/mirall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 349px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Su3Iq0tDtRI/AAAAAAAABiQ/jBMYkLrME7o/s400/mirall.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399192166314784018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En quina part del mirall et trobes ?&lt;br /&gt;T’has preguntat mai com vols veure’t a través dels teus ulls ?&lt;br /&gt;Mira’t al mirall i pensa.&lt;br /&gt;El que veiem en un instant davant d’un mirall, som nosaltres,  la nostra vida, és l'instant d’un moment, quan tornis a mirar ja serà diferent, perquè el mirall no té ni passat ni futur, tant sols present.&lt;br /&gt;El que veiem en el mirall reflexat de nosaltres, és  el que volem i elegim veure, la nostre consciència té aquesta capacitat, tu no em veus com jo , jo no et veig com tu,  per tant segons com triem que ha de ser el mirall ens veurem i sentirem. &lt;br /&gt;Si és petit, tant sols estarem nosaltres, absents de la resta del món, ignorant el que tenim al voltant i per tant tancats en nosaltres mateixos, pel contrari, quan més gran sigui, més veurem, i serem i  formarem part del món  de l’univers com una part més d’aquest on la nostra consciència no serà un cos sinó un tot.&lt;div 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-4456167620648623875</id><published>2009-10-05T17:00:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:02:51.108+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EXPLIQUEM EL QUE HA PASSAT AL MÒN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Su3NRNXAvwI/AAAAAAAABig/0H2OQ_LlAio/s1600-h/jordi6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Su3NRNXAvwI/AAAAAAAABig/0H2OQ_LlAio/s400/jordi6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399197223814741762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola Jordi fa dies bé mesos que no t'escrivia per aquí, si que tu i jo ho fem, parlem en el silenci i t'explico com va tot, però ahir la Mary Claustro em va dir: Com és que no has continuat escrivint? Tu ho saps millor que jo !! &lt;br /&gt;Malgrat sentir-te aquí, al meu costat i parlar, reflexar en paraules tot això, sentiments, sensacions i moments, és difícil. &lt;br /&gt;Però avui si que t'explicaré el que dissabte va passar al món !!&lt;br /&gt;Saps ? ens vàrem reunir tots els cosins Ollé i família amb la mare per fer una costellada a Sant Feliu, la teva i ara casa de tots. Va venir el Pep i l'Aina de Mallorca, l'Angelona i el petit Ferran de Menorca , el Miguelito, bé Michael, encara que tu i jo encara li diem així, amb tota la seva parentela (aquesta paraula la feia servir el pare ho recordes?) La Sesi i els seus, La mary i el David i nosaltres:  Manel, Carmen Montse, Marina, Tú (Perquè se que hi estaves) i jo també amb la nostra parentela erem uns 45 !! pensaràs quina moguda, no? que va !! va ser una passada tots a una. Si que érem molta gent però el que més hi havia era AMOR !! Semblava que el temps no havia passat hi havia moments en que jo mirava al meu voltant i canviant d'escenari tenia la sensació de que estàvem a Constantí al Masset, menjant tots junts en aquella taula parada al costat del pou i la bassa, on buscàvem cap-grossos i jugàvem corrent entre els avellaners a cuita amaga o fèiem pastetes de fang al rec, ho recordes ?&lt;br /&gt;Els anys han passat però les nostres vivències i sensacions compartides entre tots ...no!! No, perquè van ser moltes i molt fortes, viscudes des de l'amor.&lt;br /&gt;El Pep quan marxava amb va dir Magda recorda, no soc el teu cosí, soc el teu germà i crec que així és Jordi, vàrem viure i vivim com a germans no perquè biològicament tinguem la mateixa mare, sinó perquè l'amor que ens tenim i compartim és aquest el de germans.&lt;br /&gt;...i el que passa al món segueix però sempre amb tu entre nosaltres.&lt;br /&gt;T'estimo !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-4456167620648623875?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/4456167620648623875/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/10/expliquem-el-que-ha-passat-al-mon.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-8361693545816299649</id><published>2009-10-05T16:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:58:23.686+02:00</updated><title type='text'>CON EL TIEMPO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SsoJRNQbozI/AAAAAAAABcY/qdAz_Td7ZdQ/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SsoJRNQbozI/AAAAAAAABcY/qdAz_Td7ZdQ/s400/5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389130095323226930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con el tiempo aprendes a construir todos tus caminos en el hoy, porque el terreno del mañana, es demasiado incierto para hacer planes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con el tiempo comprendes que apresurar las cosas o forzarlas a que pasen ocasionará que al final no sean como esperabas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con el tiempo te das cuenta de que en realidad lo mejor no era el futuro, sino el momento que estabas viviendo justo en ese instante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con el tiempo verás que aunque seas feliz con los que están a tu lado, añoraras terriblemente a los que ayer estaban contigo y ahora se han marchado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con el tiempo aprenderás que intentar perdonar o pedir perdón, decir que amas, decir que extrañas, decir que necesitas, decir que quieres ser amigo… ante una ausencia…, ya no tiene ningún sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero desafortunadamente… SOLO CON EL TIEMPO…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y recuerda estas palabras:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“EL HOMBRE SE HACE VIEJO MUY PRONTO Y SABIO MUY TARDE” (justamente cuando ya no hay tiempo…)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-8361693545816299649?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SsoJRNQbozI/AAAAAAAABcY/qdAz_Td7ZdQ/s72-c/5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-6295821874413438111</id><published>2009-10-05T14:12:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:48:31.827+02:00</updated><title type='text'>AMAR ES VIVIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SsoHNUYJ50I/AAAAAAAABcI/N45tgDG8OIU/s1600-h/Dibujo27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SsoHNUYJ50I/AAAAAAAABcI/N45tgDG8OIU/s400/Dibujo27.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389127829491935042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor no es algo que obtenemos o hacemos, sino algo que somos, que siempre fuimos y siempre seremos.&lt;br /&gt;Tenemos el poder de hacer de nuestro mundo un lugar mejor, podemos decidir lo que queremos a cada instante, hacia donde orientar nuestras actitudes, nuestros pensamientos y sentimientos, hacerlos positivos o negativos, pero según la decisión y actitud que tomemos, heremos que nuestro mundo también lo sea.&lt;br /&gt;Muchas veces dudamos de nosotros mismos y estamos a punto de desfallecer, no hemos de permitir que el desaliento nos haga perder el rumbo, hemos de concéntremonos en nuestro objetivo: amar y amar es vivir.&lt;br /&gt;Si fueramos conscientes de lo efímera que es nuestra vida pensaríamos dos veces antes de desperdiciar las oportunidades que tenemos de ser y hacer felices a los demás.&lt;br /&gt;Dejamos pasar las cosas, las personas, los sentimientos,... sin darnos cuenta, sin percibirlos, y después sin quererlo vuelven a nuestras vidas como recuerdos de los minutos vividos, llenos de felicidad, de alegría y también de tristezas…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-6295821874413438111?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/6295821874413438111/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/10/amar-es-vivir.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/6295821874413438111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/6295821874413438111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/10/amar-es-vivir.html' title='AMAR ES 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-8143878165937940104</id><published>2009-09-10T00:11:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:19:10.933+02:00</updated><title type='text'>CRECES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sqgp0S3u_TI/AAAAAAAABaw/DXQxuVnOPzw/s1600-h/Dibujo8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sqgp0S3u_TI/AAAAAAAABaw/DXQxuVnOPzw/s400/Dibujo8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379595733289598258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creces cuando no hay vacío de esperanza, ni debilitamiento de voluntad, ni pérdida de fe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creces cuando aceptas la realidad y tienes aplomo para vivirla, cuando aceptas su destino, pero tienes la voluntad de trabajar para cambiarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CreceS asimilando lo que dejaS por detrás, construyendo lo que tieneS por delante y proyectando lo que puede ser el porvenir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CreceS cuando Te superaS, Te valoraS, y sabeS dar frutos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CreceS cuando te abres camino dejando huellas, asimilando experiencias… y echando raíces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-8143878165937940104?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/8143878165937940104/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/09/creces.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-2947883093284300588</id><published>2009-09-09T23:22:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:49:36.849+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SABER DECIR: TE QUIERO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sqgix3RxvRI/AAAAAAAABao/2Ln1HuhK-Uk/s1600-h/Dibujo14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sqgix3RxvRI/AAAAAAAABao/2Ln1HuhK-Uk/s400/Dibujo14.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379587994941504786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay momentos en la vida en que somos tímidos para expresar el AMOR que sentimos, quizas por temor a avergonzar a la otra persona o a avergonzarnos nosotros mismos, dudamos en decir: TE QUIERO y tratamos de comunicar la idea con otras palabras…&lt;br /&gt;La única cosa que queremos decir, es la única cosa que no decimos. &lt;br /&gt;Y aún así, porque el sentimiento es real y la necesidad de decirlo es tan fuerte, usamos otras palabras y signos para decir lo que realmente queremos decir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y a veces, el significado, nunca se comunica del todo, pierde su contenido real y quien necesitaba oirlo se siente ignorado o tal vez no tan querido como en realidad lo es.&lt;br /&gt;Debemos escuchar el AMOR en las palabras que las otras personas nos dicen e intentar nosotros ser explícitos en nuestras muestras de AMOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunas veces las palabras reales son necesarias, pero muchas veces es más importante la manera como se dicen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un abrazo o un beso impulsivos dicen: TE QUIERO, aún cuando las palabras digan algo diferente. &lt;br /&gt;Cualquier expresión de preocupación de una persona por otra dice: TE QUIERO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenemos que mirar y escuchar muy atentamente el AMOR que contienen las palabras y gestos, porque frecuentemente estan allí y nosotros las ignoramos, quedándonos con su único significado, el literal, el de diccionario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decimos TE QUIERO con sonrisas, con lágrimas, con miradas, con abrazos, con un perdón y a veces también en silencio, sin decir ni una palabra, tan solo con una actitud, un gesto, una acción.&lt;br /&gt;El problema de escuchar el AMOR es que no siempre entendemos el lenguaje del AMOR, que la otra persona está utilizando.Oímos las palabras, pero no escuchamos  las acciones o gestos que las acompañan.&lt;br /&gt;Si escuchamos atentamente, descubriremos que somos muchísimo más amados de lo que pensamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El AMOR es feliz, nos hace reír, nos hace llorar, nos hace cantar, nos hace estar tristes, nos hace buscar una razón, nos hace pedir, nos hace dar, pero por sobre todo, nos hace VIVIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No es la presencia o la ausencia de la gente lo que hace la diferencia, porque una persona puede no estar solitaria aún cuando esté sola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunas veces es bueno estar solo. Pero eso no nos hace solitarios. No es un asunto de estar presente CON alguien. El asunto es estar presente PARA alguien.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-2947883093284300588?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/2947883093284300588/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/09/saber-decir-te-quiero.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2947883093284300588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2947883093284300588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/09/saber-decir-te-quiero.html' title='SABER DECIR: TE QUIERO'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sqgix3RxvRI/AAAAAAAABao/2Ln1HuhK-Uk/s72-c/Dibujo14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-5979101124397482475</id><published>2009-09-09T23:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:21:30.381+02:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVIR LOS SUEÑOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SqgcUE9YJWI/AAAAAAAABag/eoombtuCesc/s1600-h/Dibujo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SqgcUE9YJWI/AAAAAAAABag/eoombtuCesc/s400/Dibujo1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379580886148195682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando alguien evoluciona, también evoluciona todo a su alrededor…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tratamos de ser mejores de lo que somos, todo a nuestro alrededor también se vuelve mejor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres libre para elegir… para tomar decisiones, aunque solo tu las entiendas, toma tus decisiones con coraje, desprendimiento y, a veces, con una cierta dosis de locura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo entenderemos la vida y el Universo cuando no buscamos explicaciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entonces todo queda claro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprender algo significa entrar en contacto con un mundo desconocido, en donde las cosas más simples son las mas extraordinarias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atrévete a cambiar, desafíate, no temas a los retos, insiste una y otra, y otra vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recuerda que sin fe se puede perder una batalla que ya parecía ganada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No te des por vencido; acuérdate de saber siempre lo que quieres… y empieza de nuevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El secreto está en no tener miedo de equivocarnos y de saber que es necesario ser humilde para aprender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten paciencia para encontrar el momento exacto y congratúlate de tus logros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si esto no fuera suficiente… analiza las causas e inténtalo con más fuerza…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El mundo está en manos de aquellos que tienen el coraje de soñar y de correr el riesgo de vivir sus sueños.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-5979101124397482475?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/5979101124397482475/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/09/vivir-los-suenos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5979101124397482475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/5979101124397482475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/09/vivir-los-suenos.html' title='VIVIR LOS SUEÑOS'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SqgcUE9YJWI/AAAAAAAABag/eoombtuCesc/s72-c/Dibujo1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-2882442227253551174</id><published>2009-09-09T23:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:17:28.444+02:00</updated><title type='text'>NADIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SqgbV2cbsAI/AAAAAAAABaY/Bfh2M3F0GKM/s1600-h/no+puedo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SqgbV2cbsAI/AAAAAAAABaY/Bfh2M3F0GKM/s400/no+puedo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379579817100029954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie alcanza la meta con un solo intento, ni perfecciona la vida con una sola rectificación, ni alcanza altura con un solo vuelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie camina la vida sin haber pisado en falso muchas veces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie recoge cosechas sin probar muchos sabores, enterrar muchas semillas y abonar mucha tierra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie mira la vida sin acobardarse en muchas ocasiones, ni se mete en el barco sin temerle a la tempestad, ni llega al puerto sin remar muchas veces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie siente el amor sin probar sus lágrimas, ni recoge rosas sin sentir sus espinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie hace obras sin martillar sobre su edificio, ni cultiva amistad sin renunciar a si mismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie llega a la otra orilla sin construir puentes para pasar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie puede juzgar sin conocer primero su propia debilidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie consigue su ideal sin haber pensado muchas veces que perseguía un imposible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie reconoce la oportunidad hasta que ésta pasa por su lado y la deja ir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie debe vivir sin cambiar, ver cosas nuevas, experimentar otras sensaciones, y tener la capacidad de corregir sus errores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie tiene el derecho de consumir el amor o la amistad de las personas si uno mismo no la produce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-2882442227253551174?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/2882442227253551174/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/09/nadie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2882442227253551174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2882442227253551174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/09/nadie.html' title='NADIE'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SqgbV2cbsAI/AAAAAAAABaY/Bfh2M3F0GKM/s72-c/no+puedo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-271287978831684998</id><published>2009-07-27T21:55:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:01:47.876+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ESCRIBIMOS POEMAS SIN LETRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sm4HniF7CtI/AAAAAAAABUg/Fc047ejWJMw/s1600-h/recuerdos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sm4HniF7CtI/AAAAAAAABUg/Fc047ejWJMw/s400/recuerdos.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363232581992778450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabemos que somos el embudo de la historia, &lt;br /&gt;dirigido a este papel.&lt;br /&gt;Somos milenios de humanidad dentro de un cuerpo, &lt;br /&gt;somos todas las literaturas en la punta de este lápiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escribimos reventantes de ying-yang, &lt;br /&gt;sospechas de sentimientos pre-bing-bang. &lt;br /&gt;Ponemos últimos puntos a líneas de las que no vemos el comienzo. &lt;br /&gt;Nos sentimos últimos pasos de caminatas eternas, &lt;br /&gt;somos reflejos de una luz milenaria. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos todo lo anterior en cada letra, &lt;br /&gt;en cada idea, &lt;br /&gt;en cada sombra, &lt;br /&gt;y tan pronto como sentimos esto, &lt;br /&gt;alguien escribe una letra más, &lt;br /&gt;camina otro paso.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Un reflejo brilla ahí adelante y ya nos sentimos viejos.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Letra de esa novela milenaria, &lt;br /&gt;parte de esa caminata eterna, &lt;br /&gt;brillos de esa gran luz, &lt;br /&gt;la luz ...&lt;br /&gt;y sonreímos y rellenamos espacios de puntos suspensivos,&lt;br /&gt;de rayos de sol que acaban frases,&lt;br /&gt;esperamos autobuses hacia la nada,&lt;br /&gt;y creemos que los caramelos endulzan la vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escribimos poemas sin letras,&lt;br /&gt;fotografiamos almas secretas,&lt;br /&gt;dibujamos árboles que luchan en danzas milenarias,&lt;br /&gt;y viajamos donde los silencios nos lleven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque somos como somos, &lt;br /&gt;interiores llenos de fuerza!!! &lt;br /&gt;Un beso que se permite el lujo de quedarse a descansar en tu foto!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-271287978831684998?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/271287978831684998/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/escribimos-poemas-sin-letra.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/271287978831684998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/271287978831684998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/escribimos-poemas-sin-letra.html' title='ESCRIBIMOS POEMAS SIN LETRA'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sm4HniF7CtI/AAAAAAAABUg/Fc047ejWJMw/s72-c/recuerdos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-4179706827889327625</id><published>2009-07-27T21:38:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:42:23.012+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sm4DDMe3IxI/AAAAAAAABUY/GnU8ubH4EJ8/s1600-h/2503100380_15548364e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sm4DDMe3IxI/AAAAAAAABUY/GnU8ubH4EJ8/s400/2503100380_15548364e2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363227559669998354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis pies y mi mente se debaten entre el suelo y el cielo, &lt;br /&gt;entre la realidad y el sueño, &lt;br /&gt;entre el verso y la prosa, &lt;br /&gt;y sólo puedo mirar arriba y abajo &lt;br /&gt;hasta no saber muy bien si piso el cielo o sobrevuelo el suelo, &lt;br /&gt;si lo que respiro es trigo fresco o nubes blancas &lt;br /&gt;o si sueño despierto o despierto entre sueños, &lt;br /&gt;y sigo sin saber que horizonte quieren ver mis ojos &lt;br /&gt;o de donde caerá la lluvia, si de arriba hacia abajo &lt;br /&gt;o de abajo hacia abajo, y sigo sin decidir &lt;br /&gt;si me decanto por la derecha o por la izquierda, &lt;br /&gt;y sigo sin decidir si quiero elegir o si prefiero seguir &lt;br /&gt;mirando arriba y abajo envuelto entre versos y prosas, &lt;br /&gt;entre sueños y realidades, entre nubes y trigales ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuando las cosas no tienen ningún sentido, es mejor dejarlas tal cual y no buscarles explicación...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-4179706827889327625?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/4179706827889327625/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/mis-pies-y-mi-mente-se-debaten-entre-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/4179706827889327625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/4179706827889327625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/mis-pies-y-mi-mente-se-debaten-entre-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sm4DDMe3IxI/AAAAAAAABUY/GnU8ubH4EJ8/s72-c/2503100380_15548364e2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-2166955196236230324</id><published>2009-07-19T16:12:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:12:27.945+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTIU 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/WHdVIioT-x8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/WHdVIioT-x8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-2166955196236230324?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/2166955196236230324/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/estiu-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2166955196236230324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2166955196236230324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/estiu-2009.html' title='ESTIU 2009'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-6246993018138841498</id><published>2009-07-19T15:58:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:01:36.891+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SmMnLk6aTUI/AAAAAAAABOo/d2v0UKqb-gQ/s1600-h/gracias.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SmMnLk6aTUI/AAAAAAAABOo/d2v0UKqb-gQ/s400/gracias.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360171061341736258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sólo es capaz de realizar los sueños el que, &lt;br /&gt;cuando llega la hora, sabe estar despierto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;León Daudí&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-6246993018138841498?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/6246993018138841498/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/solo-es-capaz-de-realizar-los-suenos-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/6246993018138841498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/6246993018138841498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/solo-es-capaz-de-realizar-los-suenos-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SmMnLk6aTUI/AAAAAAAABOo/d2v0UKqb-gQ/s72-c/gracias.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-4872316973417594857</id><published>2009-07-19T15:17:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:29:31.299+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SÍ SE PUEDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SmMfsQauhiI/AAAAAAAABOY/wNQ5gXXmPQ8/s1600-h/2973771123_519df90557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SmMfsQauhiI/AAAAAAAABOY/wNQ5gXXmPQ8/s400/2973771123_519df90557.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360162826682795554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sí se puede, cuando estás decidido, cuando comprometes tu voluntad, para lograr lo que deseas alcanzar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sí se puede, cuando ante cada obstáculo, muestras calma y con decisión los empiezas a enfrentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sí se puede, si ante cada fracaso buscas reconocer tus propios errores, esto te permitirá acumular sabiduría y realizar todos tus sueños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sí se puede, si ante los conflictos, mantienes una actitud positiva y, a pesar de las adversidades, tu ánimo nose hunde,así,no habrá cima que no puedas alcanzar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sí se puede, cuando ante lo negativo y escéptico, mantienes una sonrisa, verás como la alegría se convierte en tu compañera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sí se puede, cuando ante la duda y la incertidumbre, la fe en tí se mantiene firme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sí se puede, si tienes el coraje de vivir intensamente  y haces de cada día, una fascinante aventura…  La muerte, entonces, cuando llegue, no será un dolor, será un paso más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sí se puede, cuando aprendes a confiar en ti, dejándo los imposibles y entregas tu vida a las estrellas por las que quieres luchar… entonces, podrás alcanzar el camino a la plenitud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-4872316973417594857?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/4872316973417594857/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/si-se-puede.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/4872316973417594857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/4872316973417594857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/si-se-puede.html' title='SÍ SE PUEDE'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SmMfsQauhiI/AAAAAAAABOY/wNQ5gXXmPQ8/s72-c/2973771123_519df90557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-348817032719424586</id><published>2009-07-19T15:12:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:13:58.070+02:00</updated><title type='text'>INMORTALIDAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SmMcCGEG8SI/AAAAAAAABOQ/hQzR1Z70QVs/s1600-h/Dibujo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SmMcCGEG8SI/AAAAAAAABOQ/hQzR1Z70QVs/s400/Dibujo2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360158803814183202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lo que hemos hecho por nosotros mismos solamente se muere con nosotros; lo que hemos hecho por otros y el mundo permanece y es inmortal”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           Albert Pike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-348817032719424586?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/348817032719424586/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/inmortalidad.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/348817032719424586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/348817032719424586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/inmortalidad.html' title='INMORTALIDAD'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SmMcCGEG8SI/AAAAAAAABOQ/hQzR1Z70QVs/s72-c/Dibujo2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-604263742087974180</id><published>2009-07-19T15:02:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:36:06.262+02:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMINO DEL AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SmMhM2ChJDI/AAAAAAAABOg/jkDWFkYvGDU/s1600-h/angel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SmMhM2ChJDI/AAAAAAAABOg/jkDWFkYvGDU/s400/angel.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360164486049244210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La tarea primordial de los ángeles &lt;br /&gt;es cambiar el curso de los intereses humanos &lt;br /&gt;que aún siguen el camino del pensamiento &lt;br /&gt;y la acción centrados en el miedo, &lt;br /&gt;para guiarlos hacia el camino del amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-604263742087974180?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/604263742087974180/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/camino-del-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/604263742087974180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/604263742087974180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/camino-del-amor.html' title='CAMINO DEL AMOR'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SmMhM2ChJDI/AAAAAAAABOg/jkDWFkYvGDU/s72-c/angel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-9040673299700245934</id><published>2009-07-19T14:48:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:52:09.548+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DIMENSIONES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SmMW7baIXnI/AAAAAAAABOA/WT8gWOioPoo/s1600-h/Imagen32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SmMW7baIXnI/AAAAAAAABOA/WT8gWOioPoo/s400/Imagen32.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360153191726472818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las dimensiones son los diferentes estados de la existencia que experimentamos durante el camino hacia el Ser Único. &lt;br /&gt;Es decir son los pasos evolutivos que el Ser decidió experimentar para regresar a la fuente divina. &lt;br /&gt;Todos los niveles dimensionales se encuentran en el aquí y el ahora, la diferencia es la longitud de su onda o frecuencia. &lt;br /&gt;Las dimensiones son frecuencias dentro de la cual vibramos, también son podriamos decir niveles de consciencia, son algo parecido a las bandas de radio con sus frecuencias y estaciones. &lt;br /&gt;Existen siete dimensiones perceptuales que se corresponden a la octava dimensional donde se encuentra la Tierra en estos momentos. &lt;br /&gt;Igualmente existen otras dimensiones que se corresponden a otras octavas vibratorias que se encuentran actualmente fuera de nuestra comprensión humana.&lt;br /&gt;Cambiar de dimension significa expandir nuestra conciencia, es famosa la historia del personaje animado que vivia en un papel y cuyo mundo era totalmente bidimensional o plano, asi su cerebro habia aprendido que asi era su realidad formada por puntos y lineas sobre un inmenso plano blanco. &lt;br /&gt;Era Inconcebible para el pensar en objetos con volumen o tridimensionales. &lt;br /&gt;Asi es para nosotros un imposible desde nuestras creencias, pensar el realidades que no sean la conocida, ya que nuestro cerebro esta entrenado a percibir de una manera determinada. &lt;br /&gt;Entonces, cambiar de dimension es expander nuestra forma de percibir la realidad, de ver las cosas. &lt;br /&gt;Ahora nos encontramos pasando a una realidad mas energetica, que se parece mas al mundo de los sueños y la imaginacion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-9040673299700245934?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/9040673299700245934/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/dimensiones.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/9040673299700245934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/9040673299700245934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/dimensiones.html' title='DIMENSIONES'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SmMW7baIXnI/AAAAAAAABOA/WT8gWOioPoo/s72-c/Imagen32.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-2707048730749805805</id><published>2009-07-07T23:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:35:56.235+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LA ESENCIA DEL SER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SlO_rH0zOpI/AAAAAAAABNg/dAm4UQjsjSQ/s1600-h/348023681_518548c81a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SlO_rH0zOpI/AAAAAAAABNg/dAm4UQjsjSQ/s400/348023681_518548c81a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355835129429441170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrás del dolor y de la pena&lt;br /&gt;de estar con muchos, pero vacío.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrás de la soledad de la noche&lt;br /&gt;y de la longitud de los días.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrás de la espera sin paz&lt;br /&gt;y de aguardar con miedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrás de la soberbia de aquellos&lt;br /&gt;que detentan el poder y someten sin compasión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrás de la deserción de los tuyos&lt;br /&gt;y de la impotencia del adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrás que ya es tarde&lt;br /&gt;y casi siempre imposible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrás que eres tú el que siempre da&lt;br /&gt;y sientes que pocas veces te toca recibir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrás que a menudo piensas distinto&lt;br /&gt;y tal vez no te entiendan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero sabrás tambien:&lt;br /&gt;Que el dolor redime.&lt;br /&gt;Que la soledad cura.&lt;br /&gt;Que la fe agranda.&lt;br /&gt;Que la esperanza sostiene.&lt;br /&gt;Que la humildad ennoblece&lt;br /&gt;Que la perseverancia templa&lt;br /&gt;Que el olvido mitiga.&lt;br /&gt;Que el perdón fortalece.&lt;br /&gt;Que el recuerdo acompaña.&lt;br /&gt;Que la razón guía,&lt;br /&gt;Que el Amor dignifica…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque lo único que verdaderamente vale&lt;br /&gt;es aquello que está dentro de ti,&lt;br /&gt;solo tienes que descubrirlo&lt;br /&gt;y asi hallaras la verdadera Paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;JOAN XXIII&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-2707048730749805805?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/2707048730749805805/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/la-esencia-del-ser.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2707048730749805805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2707048730749805805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/la-esencia-del-ser.html' title='LA ESENCIA DEL SER'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SlO_rH0zOpI/AAAAAAAABNg/dAm4UQjsjSQ/s72-c/348023681_518548c81a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-2863502493910583010</id><published>2009-07-02T23:04:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:04:13.740+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Dylan - Forever Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/P22cMZFvJAs' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/P22cMZFvJAs'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;May God bless and keep you always, &lt;br /&gt;May your wishes all come true, &lt;br /&gt;May you always do for others &lt;br /&gt;And let others do for you. &lt;br /&gt;May you build a ladder to the stars &lt;br /&gt;And climb on every rung, &lt;br /&gt;May you stay forever young, &lt;br /&gt;Forever young, forever young, &lt;br /&gt;May you stay forever young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you grow up to be righteous, &lt;br /&gt;May you grow up to be true, &lt;br /&gt;May you always know the truth &lt;br /&gt;And see the lights surrounding you. &lt;br /&gt;May you always be courageous, &lt;br /&gt;Stand upright and be strong, &lt;br /&gt;May you stay forever young, &lt;br /&gt;Forever young, forever young, &lt;br /&gt;May you stay forever young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your hands always be busy, &lt;br /&gt;May your feet always be swift, &lt;br /&gt;May you have a strong foundation &lt;br /&gt;When the winds of changes shift. &lt;br /&gt;May your heart always be joyful, &lt;br /&gt;May your song always be sung, &lt;br /&gt;May you stay forever young, &lt;br /&gt;Forever young, forever young, &lt;br /&gt;May you stay forever young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-2863502493910583010?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/2863502493910583010/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/bob-dylan-forever-young.html#comment-form' title='1 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2863502493910583010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2863502493910583010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/bob-dylan-forever-young.html' title='Bob Dylan - Forever Young'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-2889827364612787439</id><published>2009-07-02T22:11:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:13:52.259+02:00</updated><title type='text'>FOREVER YOUNG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sk0U9OXarzI/AAAAAAAABNY/-EQmqWechAI/s1600-h/Estrelles.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sk0U9OXarzI/AAAAAAAABNY/-EQmqWechAI/s400/Estrelles.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353958574074277682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que els déus et beneeixin i siguin sempre amb tu&lt;br /&gt;que els teus desitjos es facin tots realitat.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre has fet pels altres &lt;br /&gt;deixa ara que altres facin per tu&lt;br /&gt;construeix una escala als estels&lt;br /&gt;i puja-la graó a graó.&lt;br /&gt;Que romanguis sempre jove &lt;br /&gt;per sempre jove, per sempre jove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bob Dylan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-2889827364612787439?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/2889827364612787439/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/forever-young.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2889827364612787439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2889827364612787439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/forever-young.html' title='FOREVER YOUNG'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sk0U9OXarzI/AAAAAAAABNY/-EQmqWechAI/s72-c/Estrelles.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-2881043988133854245</id><published>2009-07-02T21:58:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:02:42.240+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LI HAS DONAT COM SEMPRE MÉS VIDA A LA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sk0SBSGn4XI/AAAAAAAABNQ/nNkSbsEAtIE/s1600-h/DSCN7661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sk0SBSGn4XI/AAAAAAAABNQ/nNkSbsEAtIE/s400/DSCN7661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353955345262174578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amb el mateix optimisme innat i contagiós&lt;br /&gt;que vas heretar del pare,&lt;br /&gt;i amb la generositat extrema del qui no té res a perdre,&lt;br /&gt;te’n vas,&lt;br /&gt;i si és massa aviat&lt;br /&gt;no som qui per dir-ho:&lt;br /&gt;encara que ens sembli evident que hi ha per aquí&lt;br /&gt;una certa mala bava còsmica&lt;br /&gt;quan t’acaba de néixer una filla &lt;br /&gt;i just llavors te n’has d’anar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Però no som qui per a dir-ho:&lt;br /&gt;massa atordits per l’estrebada del comiat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perquè tu saps que te’n vas en la plenitud,&lt;br /&gt;Feliç i exultant com sempre de donar més vida a la vida,&lt;br /&gt;i després d’haver vençut amb un somriure als llavis&lt;br /&gt;totes les batalles difícils que la vida ja des de ben aviat&lt;br /&gt;t’ha anat posant pel davant,&lt;br /&gt;i les has vençut amb el mateix optimisme innat i contagiós&lt;br /&gt;que vas heretar del pare,&lt;br /&gt;amb la generositat extrema del qui no té res a perdre:&lt;br /&gt;ni la vida &lt;br /&gt;que es perpetua i es transfigura &lt;br /&gt;quan li has donat com sempre més vida a la vida:&lt;br /&gt;i es queda aquí entre nosaltres&lt;br /&gt;i té nom, i es diu Paula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manel Ollé&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-2881043988133854245?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/2881043988133854245/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/li-has-donat-com-sempre-mes-vida-la.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2881043988133854245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/2881043988133854245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/li-has-donat-com-sempre-mes-vida-la.html' title='LI HAS DONAT COM SEMPRE MÉS VIDA A LA VIDA'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sk0SBSGn4XI/AAAAAAAABNQ/nNkSbsEAtIE/s72-c/DSCN7661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-4318075639463425841</id><published>2009-07-02T21:46:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:55:29.545+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SEMPRE JOVE a Jordi Ollé</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sk0QqmcfF9I/AAAAAAAABNI/i7tHgEzNyPg/s1600-h/cesped.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sk0QqmcfF9I/AAAAAAAABNI/i7tHgEzNyPg/s400/cesped.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353953856073963474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'adéu&lt;br /&gt;més dolç te'l donem trepitjant la gespa&lt;br /&gt;regada recentment&lt;br /&gt;per tota la vida fresca&lt;br /&gt;que ens has donat&lt;br /&gt;te'l donem a passet lent&lt;br /&gt;mirada descalça&lt;br /&gt;llàgrima lleu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'adéu&lt;br /&gt;més dolç te'l donem&lt;br /&gt;avançant&lt;br /&gt;en aquest camp que has deixat ara&lt;br /&gt;tan jove i esplèndid&lt;br /&gt;te'l donem encaixant el peu&lt;br /&gt;sobre les teves petjades&lt;br /&gt;flonges&lt;br /&gt;que ens has ensenyat camins fantàstics&lt;br /&gt;virgueries del cor&lt;br /&gt;corregudes d'esperança&lt;br /&gt;has estat davanter somiador&lt;br /&gt;de jugades espontàniament genials&lt;br /&gt;i espectador incansable&lt;br /&gt;en aportar un polsim de màgia&lt;br /&gt;que ens fes creure en nosaltres&lt;br /&gt;i en les nostres il·lusions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'adéu més dolç te'l donem vivint&lt;br /&gt;com a tu t'agradava viure&lt;br /&gt;ensumant intensament&lt;br /&gt;l'aroma que escampa la gespa fresca&lt;br /&gt;quan la trepitgem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a veure si marques un gol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pau Moré Ollé&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-4318075639463425841?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/4318075639463425841/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/sempre-jove-jordi-olle.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/4318075639463425841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/4318075639463425841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/sempre-jove-jordi-olle.html' title='SEMPRE JOVE a Jordi Ollé'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sk0QqmcfF9I/AAAAAAAABNI/i7tHgEzNyPg/s72-c/cesped.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-1351837037269492906</id><published>2009-07-02T12:58:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T10:20:40.428+02:00</updated><title type='text'>EXPLÍQUEM QUE HA PASSAT AL MÓN ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SkyTRtOZMaI/AAAAAAAABNA/YoBm3Gi_2BU/s1600-h/JORDI+I+MARINA+14-5-09+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SkyTRtOZMaI/AAAAAAAABNA/YoBm3Gi_2BU/s400/JORDI+I+MARINA+14-5-09+065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353815989443703202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola carinyo, Bon dia ! També avui em diràs: Explíquem el què ha passat al món ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doncs en aquest món estem tristos, enyorats de tu, de la teva presencia física, però plens de la teva pau i el teu amor i això ens fa seguir endavant, com tu sempre feies, trepitjant fort fent camí. Aquell camí que tu deies que no estava marcat sinó que el fèiem cadascú al anar caminat, què cert!&lt;br /&gt;Molts d’aquests, per no dir tots, els vàrem fer plegats, i ara em venen més que mai a la meva memòria. Moments bons i no tant bons , però que vàrem saber trampejar-los i guanyar-los. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allà estaves sempre tu, amb la teva discreció i silenci, però parlant amb el teu gest i la teva mirada. Fent sense esperar rebre, donant sense esperar res a canvi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recordo amb un somriure, com cuidaves de l’Oriol el teu primer nebot, i fillol, que orgullós estaves d’ell! quasi bé per a tu era una joguina… partits de futbol al passadís de casa amb l’avi fent “flostics”... pobre avia com va patir amb els vidres de colors de la porta del menjador! com corries darrera seu per ensenyar-lo a menjar-se el món, o com us rebolcàveu al llit dels pares  fent-li pessigolles per sentir que sempre hem de riure’ns de les coses.&lt;br /&gt;Desprès varen venir el Guillem i l’Helena, els teus petitons que deies,  i aquell estiu a Sant Llorenç només amb 2 mesos, vas aparèixer com un àngel!!... bolquers, biberons, papilles, passejades, banys a la piscina, jocs, com reien per veure qui era el que donava el biberó a l’Helena, ho recordes? Així eres tu, donador i  alegre, passés el que passés.  I en La festa major, jove com eres, 18 anys i amb ganes de gaudir,  em deies: ves tu jo ja aniré més tard a fer mal !! sempre pensant amb els altres, que no ens faltés res, que estiguéssim bé.  Eres i has seguit així!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L’estiu a Tiana, quin ensurt ens vas donar per la Verbena de Sant Joan !! i tot plegat, perquè jo necessitava una cosa de la farmàcia, tu sempre disposat, com no ! vas agafar la moto i cap a Badalona, però vas lluitar i vas seguir.&lt;br /&gt;Com vàrem arreglar la casa del poble, trastos amunt i avall però al final la vas fer teva! La teva gran il•lusió d’aquell moment. &lt;br /&gt;No puc deixar de pensar el costat que li vas fer al Miquel, ell a tu i tu a ell. En els moments durs i bons de la vida, d’aquest camí que sense saber perquè a vegades, es torna pedregós.&lt;br /&gt;Jordi, saps que has estat també un altre pare pels meus fills, cuidador, confident, amic, tiet, germà, padrí. Has fet tots els papers quan ho necessitaven i tocava. Pendent sempre d’ells, del seu creixement, estudis, malalties, feina, amics, neguits i pors, ilusions i desencerts. Amb la proximitat o la distància, allà has estat  tu, per abraçar-los, riure, jugar, plorar, gaudir, i sinó la trucada preguntant que fan? Necessites quelcom? Com va tot? No et perdies res, ni ho oblidaves. Sempre t’he i t’han tingut al costat i se que et seguiran tenint.&lt;br /&gt;I amb el Lluís, que sempre li deies: algun dia t’atraparé!! i no saps prou com  el vas atrapar !... des del principi, no amb els anys,  però sí amb tota la teva capacitat d’estimar i donar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinc tants i tants moments i situacions per explicar i compartir però  ara per ara i avui  ho deixo aquí, seguiré, sí! Explicant-te com va el món i on anem a fer mal. I explicant els altres de tu, de com eres i de tot el que vàrem compartir. I ara no és perquè no  vull escriure, no pararia de fer-ho, però em falta temps, paper i paraules que ara em costen d’expressar, però serà en un altre moment. Gràcies Jordi, T’estimo carinyo !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-1351837037269492906?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/1351837037269492906/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/expliquem-que-ha-passat-al-mon.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1351837037269492906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1351837037269492906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/07/expliquem-que-ha-passat-al-mon.html' title='EXPLÍQUEM QUE HA PASSAT AL MÓN ?'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SkyTRtOZMaI/AAAAAAAABNA/YoBm3Gi_2BU/s72-c/JORDI+I+MARINA+14-5-09+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-3171648824974709723</id><published>2009-06-10T01:27:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T01:27:14.746+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mr. President - Pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/g8yasoBCJ0Q' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/g8yasoBCJ0Q'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-3171648824974709723?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/3171648824974709723/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/06/dear-mr-president-pink.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/3171648824974709723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/3171648824974709723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/06/dear-mr-president-pink.html' title='Dear Mr. President - Pink'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-8659335395660295635</id><published>2009-06-04T15:25:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:30:02.680+02:00</updated><title type='text'>UN TROZO DE CIELO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SifMKxtxNZI/AAAAAAAABI8/3NC5f3f0Z2g/s1600-h/mar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343463968414446994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SifMKxtxNZI/AAAAAAAABI8/3NC5f3f0Z2g/s400/mar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anoche pasé frío ... anoche pasé frío y fui poeta.&lt;br /&gt;Cogí un trozo de cielo, y con él construí un barco de papel.&lt;br /&gt;Navegaba entre los pliegues de mis sábanas, impregnadas de sueños reales,&lt;br /&gt;que jugaban con mi pensamiento.&lt;br /&gt;Y las promesas del ayer se perdieron en el mar, con barcos de papel que iban sin rumbo, pero los puse rumbo al horizonte, entonces, nada los detenía;&lt;br /&gt;quería que llegaran, ansiosa, donde las olas salpican las nubes&lt;br /&gt;y encontrar allí, cuerpos de luz corriendo en pleno cielo, rodeados de cristales de amor amarillo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigue el frío y hay algo en el aire, un detalle infinito, que quiero que dure para siempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busco un lenguaje sin palabras para abrigarme cuando tenga frío.&lt;br /&gt;Vivo en mi un recuerdo que a veces despierta cuando duermo.&lt;br /&gt;Navego océanos de sol, estudiando la anatomía de sus olas.&lt;br /&gt;Todo lo que siento llueve desde dentro, y tan solo,&lt;br /&gt;necesito un abrazo y una luz que me envuelva como una sábana, para apagar esta tormenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta amaneciendo.&lt;br /&gt;Las sábanas se llenan de salpicaduras de luz, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;abrazando mis sueños, que se pierden entre las olas y el horizonte.&lt;br /&gt;Pero sigo teniendo frío y sigue la tormenta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-8659335395660295635?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/8659335395660295635/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/06/un-trozo-de-cielo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/8659335395660295635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/8659335395660295635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/06/un-trozo-de-cielo.html' title='UN TROZO DE CIELO'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SifMKxtxNZI/AAAAAAAABI8/3NC5f3f0Z2g/s72-c/mar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-4615704332887748793</id><published>2009-06-04T15:03:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T15:05:59.490+02:00</updated><title type='text'>EL RISC ÉS NO ARRISCAR-SE ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SifGrW1065I/AAAAAAAABI0/_Fkd6zSM2ac/s1600-h/mon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343457931066403730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SifGrW1065I/AAAAAAAABI0/_Fkd6zSM2ac/s400/mon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sovint sentim a dir que els valents, els que arrisquen, els que se la juguen i aposten per una vida diferent, per crear noves circunstàncies la construcció de les quals es preveu difícil, o fins i tot impossible, són una colla de bojos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tanmateix, potser el coratge no tingui res a veure amb la bogeria. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probablement, el coratge més que la manca de por és la consciència que hi ha alguna cosa per la qual val la pena arriscar-se.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El coratge és força al servei de l'amor i la consciència. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El coratge ens mou perquè creiem que allò que volem fer, canviar, construir té un sentit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;En té tant, de sentit que ens pot portar a afrontar les nostres pors, a plantar cara als dracs interns i externs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El nostres anhels i el nostre coratge van sempre de braçet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;L'anhel ens invita a créixer i el coratge ens fa créixer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El primer és la llavor, la potència, la idea; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;el segon és l'acció la transformació la realitat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-4615704332887748793?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/4615704332887748793/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/06/el-risc-es-no-arriscar-se.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/4615704332887748793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/4615704332887748793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/06/el-risc-es-no-arriscar-se.html' title='EL RISC ÉS NO ARRISCAR-SE ?'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SifGrW1065I/AAAAAAAABI0/_Fkd6zSM2ac/s72-c/mon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-7230985899226030205</id><published>2009-06-04T14:22:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:36:43.795+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SER EL TEU ÀNGEL - SER TU ÁNGEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SwmSvpHJhuI/AAAAAAAABlE/SXA-GqOiLRI/s1600/77.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SwmSvpHJhuI/AAAAAAAABlE/SXA-GqOiLRI/s400/77.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407014174822336226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El cel ha baixat per a prendre'm de la mà i guiar-me a través del foc, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;per a ser l'esperada resposta a una lluita llarga i dolorosa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu ets un àngel. Estaré llesta per a anar amb tu, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sol espero, que no et decebi quan estiguis aquí. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Temo no tenir gens per a donar-te o tenir massa per a perdre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aquí en aquest solitari lloc embulla'm en la teva abraçada, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amb el somriure del matí, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;com el rostre d'un nen nounat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;innocent i inconscient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Junts hem trobat la llum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et miro fixamente i per un moment el món al voltant desapareix. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixa'm seguir abraçant-te, i envoltar-te amb el meu mar a la teva platja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixa'm ser la calma que cerques i per una estona ser el teu àngel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El cielo ha bajado para tomarme de la mano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y guiarme a través del fuego,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;para ser la esperada respuesta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a una lucha larga y dolorosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu eres un ángel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estaré listo para ir contigo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solo espero, que no te decepcione&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuando estés aquí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temo no tener nada para darte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o tener demasiado para perder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí en este solitario lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enrédame en tu abrazo,&lt;br /&gt;con la sonrisa de la mañana,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como el rostro de un niño recién nacido &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;inocente e inconsciente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juntos hemos encontrado la luz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te miro fijamente y por un momento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;el mundo alrededor desaparece.&lt;br /&gt;Déjame seguir abrazándote,&lt;br /&gt;y rodearte con mi mar a tu playa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Déjame ser la calma que buscas&lt;br /&gt;y por un rato ser tu ángel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2505149053729502179-7230985899226030205?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/7230985899226030205/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/06/el-cel-ha-baixat-per-prendrem-de-la-ma.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/7230985899226030205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/7230985899226030205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/06/el-cel-ha-baixat-per-prendrem-de-la-ma.html' title='SER EL TEU ÀNGEL - SER TU ÁNGEL'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SwmSvpHJhuI/AAAAAAAABlE/SXA-GqOiLRI/s72-c/77.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-1180178235121504933</id><published>2009-05-28T13:49:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T13:54:41.940+02:00</updated><title type='text'>QUE  Y NO PORQUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sh57crIhoII/AAAAAAAABIE/24HJBhoVDZc/s1600-h/3376730016_f9f2259d4e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340841940653023362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sh57crIhoII/AAAAAAAABIE/24HJBhoVDZc/s400/3376730016_f9f2259d4e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Créeme cuando te digo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que no hay cielo sin estrellas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que no hay ni un principio ni un fin, hay lo que queremos ver y sentir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que después del invierno viene la primavera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que los soñadores de dia pueden actuar sobre sus sueños con los ojos abiertos y así hacerlos posibles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que cada luz que hay en mi interior se quema sin motivo alguno, pero más tarde aparece, y no se pierde ni un detalle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que esta luz se quema y aparece por ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que la sonrisa puesta en la cara, mirando al sol y al despejado cielo, empapándonos de energia va recargando nuestro cuerpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que en tus ojos yo puedo ver todo lo que has soñado, y soñarlo juntos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que puedo contener el cielo entre mis manos si tu me dejas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que una sombra es una región de oscuridad donde la luz esta obstaculizada, tan solo eso, por esto has de buscar la luz, y así desapareceran todas tus sombras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que cuando todos los días resultan iguales, es porque has dejado de percibir las cosas buenas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que cuando abro mis brazos para abrazar la perpetuidad del tiempo, me ato a la vida y si el tiempo es infinito, la vida también.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que la vida esta hecha sólo de momentos y de instantes, lo otro, ya no existe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di siempre QUE y no PORQUE, de esta manera, te sentiras vivo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-1180178235121504933?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/1180178235121504933/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/05/que-y-no-porque.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1180178235121504933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/1180178235121504933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/05/que-y-no-porque.html' title='QUE  Y NO PORQUE'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sh57crIhoII/AAAAAAAABIE/24HJBhoVDZc/s72-c/3376730016_f9f2259d4e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-6683089913057067213</id><published>2009-05-27T12:46:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T12:56:34.092+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LIBERA TU CORAZÓN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sh0cJh6xjJI/AAAAAAAABHk/Ekw6h2jqgh4/s1600-h/3025511425_c19ec6c199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340455683180563602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/Sh0cJh6xjJI/AAAAAAAABHk/Ekw6h2jqgh4/s400/3025511425_c19ec6c199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;La vida transcurre siempre entre los dos extremos de una cuerda floja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Y nosotros vivimos siempre divididos en dos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Siempre sospesando...aunque, al final,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;siempre tendemos a la opción mas oscura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;¿Porque?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mi futuro todavía no tiene ni forma ni color. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No sé dónde me llevará el siguiente paso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pero cuando llegue me sentiré ligera, relajada... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sabré que es allí a donde pertenezco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quiero salir volando con un libro abierto por alas y tu sonrisa por destino. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;y volaré alto donde las nubes van despacio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Píntaré un amanecer de risas y viento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hasta llegar a un lugar perdido...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me perderé en mi universo, refugiandome en las estrellas que pintan el cielo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Y ahora, cierra tus ojos, libera tu corazón, y corta la cuerda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-6683089913057067213?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/6683089913057067213/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/05/libera-tu-corazon.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/6683089913057067213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/6683089913057067213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/05/libera-tu-corazon.html' title='LIBERA TU 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301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShK7YPvUFiI/AAAAAAAABFk/MixwtbytPzQ/s400/luz+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShK7HZy-I4I/AAAAAAAABFc/Yiqd7gvJ-dg/s1600-h/cojin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337534244245611394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShK7HZy-I4I/AAAAAAAABFc/Yiqd7gvJ-dg/s400/cojin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siempre me han gustado las mañanas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;despertar y mirar la luz de la ventana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abrazar y acariciar mi cojín de miraguano,... siempre el mismo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Levantarme y al sentir el frío del suelo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y recordar los pies desnudos de mi infancia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;con un camisón de noche largo blanco, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;corriendo por el pasillo de casa, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;para descubrir un nuevo día, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y el mismo cojín estaba y está en mi cama.&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/2505149053729502179-9023056246208070307?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/9023056246208070307/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/05/despertar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/9023056246208070307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2505149053729502179/posts/default/9023056246208070307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/05/despertar.html' title='DESPERTAR'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShK7YPvUFiI/AAAAAAAABFk/MixwtbytPzQ/s72-c/luz+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-4215155620459345729</id><published>2009-05-19T14:32:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T15:57:36.863+02:00</updated><title type='text'>TRANQUILIDAD INGRÁVIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShKn1fJLKpI/AAAAAAAABFU/qL9by-RYwtI/s1600-h/el+mar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337513045722344082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShKn1fJLKpI/AAAAAAAABFU/qL9by-RYwtI/s400/el+mar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShKnntaE7JI/AAAAAAAABFM/hHyK9-GkwzY/s1600-h/tierra.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337512809033165970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShKnntaE7JI/AAAAAAAABFM/hHyK9-GkwzY/s400/tierra.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vivo esta tranquilidad ingrávida.&lt;br /&gt;La ondulación de la superficie.&lt;br /&gt;Respiro, poniendo a flote el agua tranquila.&lt;br /&gt;Entonces me voy con las olas que vienen hacia la costa.&lt;br /&gt;Ando debajo del mar con los pies desnudos,... y el mar esta allí, todavía.&lt;br /&gt;Me abandono silenciosamente, desnuda a su balanceo y sin noción de tiempo,me devuelven hacia fuera .&lt;br /&gt;Todo gira tibio y silencioso.&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera estar atrapada por el mar y luego elevarme a la superficie,&lt;br /&gt;para pararme allí, y abrir mis ojos entre el mar y el aire;&lt;br /&gt;Beber las gotas que cuelgan como lágrimas de agua en mis sentimientos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deslizarme ignominiosamente y dejar ir de mi cuerpo hasta que mis pies lo muestren encima de la arena y luego solamente luego, flotar sobre mi espalda; ingrávida uniendola al mar.&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/2505149053729502179-4215155620459345729?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShKn1fJLKpI/AAAAAAAABFU/qL9by-RYwtI/s72-c/el+mar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-6886245804484551309</id><published>2009-05-19T13:39:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:08:05.070+02:00</updated><title type='text'>EL PUNT D'UNIÓ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShKg-7sf_KI/AAAAAAAABFE/hcQYk9QwxYg/s1600-h/mes+mans.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337505511424130210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShKg-7sf_KI/AAAAAAAABFE/hcQYk9QwxYg/s400/mes+mans.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShKecVDJCQI/AAAAAAAABE8/-WaV9bNCKKI/s1600-h/les+mans.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337502717911304450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShKecVDJCQI/AAAAAAAABE8/-WaV9bNCKKI/s400/les+mans.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShKcZKhn6eI/AAAAAAAABE0/e5li_g01gaI/s1600-h/ma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337500464523504098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShKcZKhn6eI/AAAAAAAABE0/e5li_g01gaI/s400/ma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cert... sobre les mans... sobre aquelles mans que transmeten un somni massa jove, massa distant, massa impossible... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;T’has preguntat mai que podries fer amb aquestes mans? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A vegades prenc la iniciativa de no tocar-les i així evitar la soledat de la companyia que em priva de reconèixer els detalls més insignificants que poden significar créixer en el meu interior... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sospito que no tot s’hauria d’acabar d’una manera tant efímera ... sospito que són les mans el punt d’unió que necessita qualsevol ésser per a sentir-se delicadament estimat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sobtadament unit a qualsevol pètal de qualsevol flor... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i recorda,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a vegades les flors s’allunyen... a vegades les flors s’apropen... el que cal és cultivar-le&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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D&apos;UNIÓ'/><author><name>Magda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099336918766390839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/SW9GpNmguRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TtnVG8gfxgI/S220/25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7wFIcDaTExw/ShKg-7sf_KI/AAAAAAAABFE/hcQYk9QwxYg/s72-c/mes+mans.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505149053729502179.post-6452881372763935663</id><published>2009-05-14T11:44:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:44:30.989+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/vkeVqwba7Zk' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/vkeVqwba7Zk'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanna make &lt;br /&gt;Something beautiful &lt;br /&gt;For you and from you &lt;br /&gt;To show you &lt;br /&gt;To show you &lt;br /&gt;I adore you &lt;br /&gt;Oh you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your journey &lt;br /&gt;Toward me &lt;br /&gt;Which I see &lt;br /&gt;And I see &lt;br /&gt;All you push through &lt;br /&gt;Mad for you &lt;br /&gt;And because of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't thank you in ten thousand years &lt;br /&gt;If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears &lt;br /&gt;Ah but you know the soul &lt;br /&gt;And you know what makes it gold &lt;br /&gt;You who give life through blood &lt;br /&gt;Blood, blood, blood... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wanna make something &lt;br /&gt;So lovely for you &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I promised that's what i'd do for you &lt;br /&gt;With the bible I stole &lt;br /&gt;I know you forgave my soul &lt;br /&gt;Because such was my need &lt;br /&gt;On a chronic christmas eve &lt;br /&gt;And I think we're agreed that it &lt;br /&gt;Should have been free &lt;br /&gt;And you sang to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dress the wounds of my poor people &lt;br /&gt;As though they're nothing &lt;br /&gt;Saying "peace" &lt;br /&gt;When there's no peace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dress the wounds of my poor people &lt;br /&gt;As though they're nothing &lt;br /&gt;Saying "peace" &lt;br /&gt;When there's no peace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days without number &lt;br /&gt;Days without number &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now can a bride forget her jewels &lt;br /&gt;Or a maid her ornaments &lt;br /&gt;Yet my people forgotten me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days without number &lt;br /&gt;Days without number &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in their want &lt;br /&gt;Oh in there want &lt;br /&gt;And in their want &lt;br /&gt;Who'll dress their wounds &lt;br /&gt;Who'll dress their wounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aquesta nit en somnis has tornat a abraçar-me com aquell dia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;quina sensació tant real ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estavem fora del temps i l'espai...té sentit aprop, al meu costat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i m'has trasmet tota la teva pau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gràciés, se que estaves aquí !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2505149053729502179-2220994743397825719?l=maragda-magda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/feeds/2220994743397825719/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maragda-magda.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-teva-pau.html#comment-form' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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