Before I was following the path of life, sometimes choosing, sometimes just going. When picked, it was because he believed he would get a place envisioned as ideal, if not, I found myself wrapped in circumstances that forced me to move along paths whose fate was uncertain. In both situations always been responsible for what happened to me. Fought, I ran away, hated, loved, lost, won, cried, laughed, tried, missed, hit, I learned, slept and woke up each of the approximately 18,250 days here in this dimension.
Says Yalom, "Schopenhauer made me see that we are doomed to turn always in the wheel of desire: we want something, we can, enjoy a moment of satisfaction that soon becomes bored and went to the next." I want "Desire does not end, one would have to skip wheel will. ".
Yalom, with its deterministic reasoning also cites other convictions of which I highlight that best matches this phase of my life, "we are condemned to make sense of life."
And I mean by that that I continue making the choices, even without knowing where to go - and, of course, still responsible for its consequences - but now choose the ones that make sense.
They say that age well is to accept that the time we have one day end and so we have to take the opportunity to learn and teach what comes after life is magic that is renewed every second and reinvents itself when we think we understand ... I agree in part because they do not think she reinvents itself, are our eyes and understanding what they see more and better understands as added wisdom in our luggage.
I found that I never stopped loving those who cross me in the plots of life, even those who never saw. If we are the sum of all that live, they helped build what I am.
And love is what gives meaning to life. We need not follow a religion for it is inherent in each and free.
However, I also discovered that I am loved and cherished despite all the head butts and rubbish I did - is a friend, a long time that I'm young - For those of plots of life and those who let me share their lives with mine.
But there is something? Yes. More than Father loves us unconditionally? Yes. I feel his strength inside me.
It was his love that restored my all every time colapse me in despair and sadness. Now through friendly hands, either through the silent and invisible wings of the guardian angels who accompany us.
It is His love that gives connects to the broken, restore health to the sick of body and soul, satisfies the hunger and thirst.
At 50 am a man; but the same young boy's heart forever. Butting heads, it's true, but now giving meaning to them.
I thank you who read this, for your patience and for allowing me to be a wire that crosses the fabric of your life, immeasurable "toalhao".
Kiss at heart!
Says Yalom, "Schopenhauer made me see that we are doomed to turn always in the wheel of desire: we want something, we can, enjoy a moment of satisfaction that soon becomes bored and went to the next." I want "Desire does not end, one would have to skip wheel will. ".
Yalom, with its deterministic reasoning also cites other convictions of which I highlight that best matches this phase of my life, "we are condemned to make sense of life."
And I mean by that that I continue making the choices, even without knowing where to go - and, of course, still responsible for its consequences - but now choose the ones that make sense.
They say that age well is to accept that the time we have one day end and so we have to take the opportunity to learn and teach what comes after life is magic that is renewed every second and reinvents itself when we think we understand ... I agree in part because they do not think she reinvents itself, are our eyes and understanding what they see more and better understands as added wisdom in our luggage.
I found that I never stopped loving those who cross me in the plots of life, even those who never saw. If we are the sum of all that live, they helped build what I am.
And love is what gives meaning to life. We need not follow a religion for it is inherent in each and free.
However, I also discovered that I am loved and cherished despite all the head butts and rubbish I did - is a friend, a long time that I'm young - For those of plots of life and those who let me share their lives with mine.
But there is something? Yes. More than Father loves us unconditionally? Yes. I feel his strength inside me.
It was his love that restored my all every time colapse me in despair and sadness. Now through friendly hands, either through the silent and invisible wings of the guardian angels who accompany us.
It is His love that gives connects to the broken, restore health to the sick of body and soul, satisfies the hunger and thirst.
At 50 am a man; but the same young boy's heart forever. Butting heads, it's true, but now giving meaning to them.
I thank you who read this, for your patience and for allowing me to be a wire that crosses the fabric of your life, immeasurable "toalhao".
Kiss at heart!
