tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-293742802011-10-09T08:26:17.516-03:00Todo ser é sábio naturalmente.Adquirimos com o tempo a maturidade necessária para todas as tarefas da vida.O tempo é nosso amigo irmão que sabiamente é nosso tempo exato deste viver.(Marcelino Pereira Neto-pão e Vinho)Marcelino Pereira Netohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04170602654269034790noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29374280.post-72947271994496089182008-04-13T12:39:00.002-03:002008-12-10T11:39:33.575-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vje4G5QGvJE/SAIqmMT8brI/AAAAAAAAAiw/vMiyGWZR06Y/s1600-h/eduardo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188756556312506034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vje4G5QGvJE/SAIqmMT8brI/AAAAAAAAAiw/vMiyGWZR06Y/s320/eduardo.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Sensível é nossa alma.Muitas vezes no impulso fazemos algo que nos afligem.</span></strong><br /><p><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span></strong> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#336666;">Sem errar ninguém passa nesta terra.Desde criança caminhamos por vários caminhos.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"></span></strong> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000066;">A solidez e convicção se adquire na passagem dos anos.Se optarmos pelo erro,colheremos a dor.E se convertermos nosso coração ao amor,mesmo na dor,a leveza do ser sustentará nossa fé!</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"></span></strong> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">Pensamento Amigo:</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000000;">"Com fé não há perguntas;sem fé não há respostas."<span style="color:#33ccff;">(<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Chofetz</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Chain</span>)</span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">Blog Amigo:</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"></span></strong> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33ccff;"><a href="http://www.trabalhosterapeuticos.blogspot.com/">www.trabalhosterapeuticos.blogspot.com</a></span></strong></p><p> </p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vje4G5QGvJE/SAIqZcT8bqI/AAAAAAAAAio/5aWVLDn30vY/s1600-h/dali1.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188756337269173922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vje4G5QGvJE/SAIqZcT8bqI/AAAAAAAAAio/5aWVLDn30vY/s320/dali1.png" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29374280-7294727199449608918?l=sabedoriasensorial.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcelino Pereira Netohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04170602654269034790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29374280.post-2918549039329221562007-11-24T17:30:00.000-02:002008-12-10T11:39:33.951-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vje4G5QGvJE/R0h_hgPV4UI/AAAAAAAAATw/oTpOmVz6D2g/s1600-h/008.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136495588582744386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vje4G5QGvJE/R0h_hgPV4UI/AAAAAAAAATw/oTpOmVz6D2g/s320/008.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong> </div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;">Da água cristalina que é fonte de vida em nossos corações,nascem nossos sentimentos,anseios e descobertas.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">Devemos trabalhar nossos sentimentos enfrentando os medos,decepções e sempre tendo</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">a compreensão como um barco de alicerce firmado na fé.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;">Assim as correntezas da vida fluem para o ôceano e mesmo nos desvios retribui suas águas adequadas ao lugar e tempo certo que delas precisam!...</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;">Pensamento Amigo:</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">"Se você está à procura de idéias criativas,saia andando.Os Santos sussurram a um homem quando ele sai a caminhar."<span style="color:#ff9966;">(Raymond Inmon)</span></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;">Blog Irmão:</span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"></span></em></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"><a href="http://www.worldwoman.blogspot.com/">http://www.worldwoman.blogspot.com/</a></span></em></strong></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29374280-291854903932922156?l=sabedoriasensorial.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcelino Pereira Netohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04170602654269034790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29374280.post-1169406132695307322007-01-21T16:39:00.000-02:002007-01-21T17:03:36.840-02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4670/2150/1600/550197/00064.gif"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4670/2150/320/323160/00064.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">A palavra é a bússola orientadora natural da alma.Ela é doce usada no bem,traz conselhos e ajuda-nos nas decisões.Ela é dom de anjo.Foi instituida para comunicar as boas novas,a liberdade e o caminho unipessoal.Quem sabe escutar,sabe falar.Toda forma de linguagem educa o coração.A palavra é vida e aprendizado de uma vida feliz!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">Pensamento para o texto:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">"Quem abre uma escola fecha uma prisão."<span style="color:#663333;">(Victor Hugo)</span></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;">Blog Amigo:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><a href="http://leituraslabiais.blogspot.com">http://leituraslabiais.blogspot.com</a></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29374280-116940613269530732?l=sabedoriasensorial.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcelino Pereira Netohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04170602654269034790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29374280.post-1168021823568746462007-01-05T16:21:00.000-02:002007-01-21T15:37:42.946-02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4670/2150/1600/11454/amor6.gif"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4670/2150/320/395636/amor6.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"><span style="color:#ffff66;"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Toda alegria de se reencontrar traduz o Amor Maior que sempre fica feliz pelo todo que se completa em cada vida.Sempre temos esperanças numa vida melhor,buscando nas oportunidades o complemento de nossa alma.Todos os dias recomeçamos e jamais paramos,pois no finito tempo de nosso corpo,almejamos o infinito,procurando a vida num todo!</span></span> </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Pensamento escolhido para ilustração do texto:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;">"Tem muito tempo aquele que não perde tempo."<span style="color:#ffcc33;">(Fontenelle)</span></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;">BLOG CO-IRMÃO:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"><a href="http://humanidadehoje.blogspot.com">http://humanidadehoje.blogspot.com</a></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29374280-116802182356874646?l=sabedoriasensorial.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcelino Pereira Netohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04170602654269034790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29374280.post-1151712761281970972006-06-30T21:04:00.000-03:002006-12-19T00:33:11.303-02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4670/2150/1600/gifdeanjo13.gif"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4670/2150/320/gifdeanjo13.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;">O pequeno sol-sorridente</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;">refletia seus raios em cor.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;">No castelo em tom laranja</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;">pranteava a chuva-prata.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;">A flor de pétalas amarela</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;">era a flor-de-íris!...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;">E detrás da montanha</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;">o arco-íris</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;">Simplesmente dava seu tom</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;">no reino das cores!...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;">Pensamento de complemento ao texto:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">"A presença de um lider preside a harmonia,mesmo quando não o vemos."<span style="color:#ff99ff;">(Santo Atanásio)</span></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;">Blog Co-Irmão:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"><a href="http://www.albergueasalma.blogspot.com">www.albergueasalma.blogspot.com</a></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29374280-115171276128197097?l=sabedoriasensorial.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcelino Pereira Netohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04170602654269034790noreply@blogger.com0