|Lisboa.Portugal pôr do sol|
cada um de nós fechou e abriu as portas que pensou necessárias ao longo do tempo\espaço. um dia quando tudo está no seu lugar, as coisas acontecem por acaso.
Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
Leave but don't leave me.
Look around and choose your own ground.
For long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.
Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire.
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells
"Try the drop of water flowing towards you at this moment, and enjoy it. It might not be the best drop of water in the river, but who is to say? Maybe it is. Maybe if you love that drop fully, it will be the best, regardless of how good other drops are.".Beating the Anxiety of Online Reading :zenhabits
"And when at last the work is done____________________please, be my eyes and (long) ears.
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one"
|Prajnaparamita thangka by Tara Di Gesu for Elizabeth Mattis-Namgyel|
|rtogs brjod dpag bsam 'khri shing snyan tshig gi rgyan lhug par bkrol ba mthong ba don ldan|