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quarta-feira, 26 de junho de 2013

Storks and Spring

 
 
Storks are fertility symbols and are associated with springtime and birth. Children throughout Europe and America are taught that the stork delivers newborns to their mothers. In some areas, it is thought that the stork can cause a woman to become pregnant merely by looking at her.
It was believed that the souls of unborn children lived in watery areas such as marshes, wells, springs, and ponds. Since storks frequented such areas, they were thought to fetch the babies' souls and deliver them to their parents. In Germany, storks found human infants called "stork-children" dwelling in caves hidden in rocky steeps called "Adeborsteine" or "stork-stones," and carried them to their expectant parents. Children who wanted a baby brother or sister were encouraged to sing their desires to the stork. Naughty little boys were carried in the bird's bill while nice ones rode upon its back.
Its migratory habits made it an emblem of the traveler. Along with other migratory birds, storks were biblical symbols of sensible backsliders who knew when to return to the straight and narrow. In the lands they departed from, storks were believed to become people and dwell as humans when they arrived at their winter destinations. It was thought that they cried human tears when hurt or saddened.
Storks are commonly believed to bring good fortune. In Germany, they were known as "Adebar" which means "luck-bringer." In the Netherlands, a stork nesting on one's roof is welcomed as a good omen, but in Morocco it is a sign that the house will be abandoned by its occupants. To kill a stork will cause one to have bad luck. The arrival of clean, white storks in the spring heralds a good summer but dirty storks are portents of a bad year. Storks, hurriedly abandoning their nests, are omens of great misfortune, pestilence, and war.
Because they are rumored to feed their elderly parents, storks are a symbol of filial piety or gratitude. They are emblems of immortality and longevity. Legend says they live an incredibly long time. When they are 600 years old they stop eating solid food and at 2000 years of age they turn black and keep on living.
 


quinta-feira, 2 de fevereiro de 2012

Fly!

                                 Wondering why it’s looking at me that close?  Well…got my lunch!!! … didn’t see it coming! J

You are never given a wish without also being given the power to make it true.
You may have to work for it, however.
Illusions - Richard Bach

terça-feira, 30 de agosto de 2011

Liberdade de voar


Fecho meus olhos,
me sinto um pássaro
na beira de um penhasco
Liberdade de voar
O vento bate no rosto
Apenas um pássaro
sentindo a leveza do corpo
Plainando
Um medo invade
a chuva molha,
misturando-se as lágrimas
que teimam em rolar
Apenas um pássaro
Sem pousa
Sonhando
Lutando com a saudade
mostrando que há
alguém em algum lugar

(Patricia tieko)

quarta-feira, 9 de fevereiro de 2011

Courage




Courage is looking fear right in the eye and saying, “Get the hell out of my way, I’ve got things to do.”
Be strong now because things will get better. It might be stormy now but it cant rain forever.

Sometimes you gotta jump,
Just to see if you can fly

sexta-feira, 28 de janeiro de 2011

Have a great day!!



One song can spark a moment,
One flower can wake the dream
One tree can start a forest,
One bird can herald spring.

One smile begins a friendship,
One handclasp lifts a soul.

One star can guide a ship at sea,
One word can frame the goal

One vote can change a nation,
One sunbeam lights a room
One candle wipes out darkness,
One laugh will conquer gloom.

One step must start each journey.
One word must start each prayer.
One hope will raise our spirits,
One touch can show you care.

One voice can speak with wisdom,
One heart can know what's true,

One life can make a difference,
You see, it's up to you!

quinta-feira, 27 de janeiro de 2011

Balance & Harmony



Happiness is not a matter of intensity but of balance, order, rhythm and harmony.

Thomas Merton

segunda-feira, 17 de janeiro de 2011

Gift of the Seagull



A lonely seagull flies the winds
Majestic... soaring...gliding wings
A single screech sounds from the sky
Come fly with me... come here and fly

My spirit floats to be a part
I feel the beating of its heart
My soul, one with this bird of sea
Now knows the meaning to fly free

I feel the winds caress my soul
And soar the streams without a goal
My being trembles of delight
A treasure I received tonight

The seagull's flight of soaring high
The gift of what it means to fly
(by Munda)

segunda-feira, 11 de outubro de 2010

Fly Like a Bird


I wanna fly away,
To a place where I can be free.
To say what I want to say,
And love will come to me.

I want to go to my own heaven,
Where peace and love will be real.
And trust someone from within,
No playing games and no deals.

I want to keep my head up,
So I can be carried high.
High enough,
To not hear the sighs, lies, and sad good-byes.

"I will never foresake,
Or hurt you in any way.
Please, don't make me beg or take,
I really want to say another way."

"I don't want to do this again,
You have to leave me now.
You are insane,
And you bring me down."

"Please, I'll do better."
"I can't trust you again."

I don't want to deal with this,
To the point I dont want to believe in love.
I know I'll miss,
But I want to go to a place above.

I want to fly like a bird,
To a place high in the sky.
Where I can be heard,
As the fallen angel that dropped by.

I wannna fly like a bird,
Carry me high.
Take me to the sky,
Survive...
^~*My Fallen Angel*~^