<?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-14426555</id><updated>2011-07-29T02:34:51.933+01:00</updated><category term='Artesanato'/><category term='Banho'/><category term='Le Havre'/><category term='pregadeiras'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='sais'/><category term='Japão'/><category term='Moda'/><category term='Tao'/><category term='Paris'/><category term='postais'/><category term='Suave'/><category term='Arte'/><category term='sabonete'/><category term='flores'/><category term='Vintage'/><category term='Férias'/><category term='Osho'/><category term='publicidade'/><category term='Simplicidade'/><title type='text'>Sinto espinhos em plantaçoes de rosas</title><subtitle type='html'>Sejam bem vindos a este local onde todos poderão desfrutar de um ambiente mágico e poético servindo 
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Deixem-se envolver pelo doce aroma de uma rosa perfumada!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-7445239096378771720</id><published>2010-01-01T23:10:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:15:02.419Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010 Chegou!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421913747764763058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sz6B07pTWbI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gXydGPi4b0M/s400/bmbmmm.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejo-vos um novo e fabuloso ano!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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/14426555-7445239096378771720?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7445239096378771720/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=7445239096378771720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/7445239096378771720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/7445239096378771720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-chegou-desejo-vos-um-novo-e.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sz6B07pTWbI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gXydGPi4b0M/s72-c/bmbmmm.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-8816191475353691431</id><published>2009-12-08T13:18:00.024Z</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:02:51.526Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;A "Familia Feliz" no Chiado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em passeio pelo Chiado, com a minha querida amiga Elsa deparei-me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;com a uma peça fantástica da artista plástica &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joana Vasconcelos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;á qual deu o nome de "Familia Feliz". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São 3 estátuas de cimento – a Maria, o José e o Menino Jesus - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;devidamente cobertas por croché – estão expostos na antiga Pastelaria &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Marques, um dos lugares mais emblemáticos do &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chiado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, rodeados &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;de fardos de palha – como se estivessem numa manjedoura a sério. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este é o meu olhar sobre este presépio alternativo e original:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5c9h-RfFI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wdOXKP004dg/s1600-h/fhfj+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412866014307253330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5c9h-RfFI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wdOXKP004dg/s400/fhfj+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A artista plástica Joana Vasconcelos coloca uma &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;criatividade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;extraordinária nos trabalhos que executa não só pelos trabalhos &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;fortes e delicados mas, também, pelos materiais inusitados que escolhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5iMcrYq4I/AAAAAAAAAWw/GMAiiRoEfds/s1600-h/Joana+Vasconcelos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412871768142031746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5iMcrYq4I/AAAAAAAAAWw/GMAiiRoEfds/s400/Joana+Vasconcelos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos como bons exemplos: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noiva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;/em&gt;2001), obra emblemática de Joana Vasconcelos, é um lustre &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;enorme com 4,7 metros de altura, feito com 14 mil tampões higiénicos &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;femininos. Os tampões apelam à «decadência do conceito de perfeição&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;imaculada do branco; apontam a hipocrisia da imagem da noiva pura», &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;no entender de Joana Vasconcelos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5icn8rT5I/AAAAAAAAAW4/maAnsjRsyS0/s1600-h/vasconcelos11_thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412872046045253522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5icn8rT5I/AAAAAAAAAW4/maAnsjRsyS0/s400/vasconcelos11_thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5ir9_ZkII/AAAAAAAAAXA/OZrIMEJU53o/s1600-h/joana_vasconcelos2sS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412872309660291202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5ir9_ZkII/AAAAAAAAAXA/OZrIMEJU53o/s400/joana_vasconcelos2sS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou o sapato gigante&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dorothy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, que é, uma sandália de salto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alto de cinco metros feito com panelas portuguesas e a artista &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;esclarece que "o meu objectivo era chamar a atenção para a&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dualidade da vida actual das mulheres, da incompatibilidade &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;entre os afazeres domésticos e a vida social activa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5jNefpYQI/AAAAAAAAAXI/gGbrw80kXKo/s1600-h/2576632359_40cdea3f38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412872885321163010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5jNefpYQI/AAAAAAAAAXI/gGbrw80kXKo/s400/2576632359_40cdea3f38.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5jWrGKCyI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/XiBXjF1Gwfc/s1600-h/2576632031_7681b04d28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412873043322735394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5jWrGKCyI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/XiBXjF1Gwfc/s400/2576632031_7681b04d28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A baixo, ficam mais alguns outros trabalhos geniais desta &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;artista, como um piano e uma mulher que desfila o seu &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cachorinho pela trela ambos forrados a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crochet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5jnzCalXI/AAAAAAAAAXY/KKt7k1sIm5c/s1600-h/joana_vasconcelos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412873337512301938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5jnzCalXI/AAAAAAAAAXY/KKt7k1sIm5c/s400/joana_vasconcelos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5j5N_FG5I/AAAAAAAAAXg/ci0n4Wc6u3o/s1600-h/Vasconcelos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412873636803845010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5j5N_FG5I/AAAAAAAAAXg/ci0n4Wc6u3o/s400/Vasconcelos.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom feriado! &lt;p align="center"&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/14426555-8816191475353691431?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8816191475353691431/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=8816191475353691431&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/8816191475353691431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/8816191475353691431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/12/familia-feliz-no-chiado-em-passeio-pelo.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5c9h-RfFI/AAAAAAAAAWo/wdOXKP004dg/s72-c/fhfj+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-4641844201367554113</id><published>2009-12-08T12:40:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:11:20.527Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;As Compras de Natal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas as prendas de natal para oferecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a familiares e amigos já foram todas compradas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;missão cumprida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E comprei-as todas aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5NA-6r_tI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-y-8C9Vs9oQ/s1600-h/fhfj+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412848481430404818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5NA-6r_tI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-y-8C9Vs9oQ/s400/fhfj+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5OlO6pJrI/AAAAAAAAAWY/96RqkW-_6SI/s1600-h/fhfj+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412850203712104114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5OlO6pJrI/AAAAAAAAAWY/96RqkW-_6SI/s400/fhfj+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5O2YX9LZI/AAAAAAAAAWg/UeQB1YekCsA/s1600-h/fhfj+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412850498308746642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5O2YX9LZI/AAAAAAAAAWg/UeQB1YekCsA/s400/fhfj+009.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Freeport Outlet em Alcochete, que é o maior Outlet da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Europa, lá podemos encontrar as melhores marcas a preços&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;reduzidos, nas mais variadas áreas, desde vestuário,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;perfumarias, electrodomésticos e decoração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Para além das compras, no Freeport está sempre algo a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;acontecer, desde animação para as crianças, a eventos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;para toda a família.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-4641844201367554113?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4641844201367554113/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=4641844201367554113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/4641844201367554113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/4641844201367554113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-compras-de-natal-todas-as-prendas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sx5NA-6r_tI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-y-8C9Vs9oQ/s72-c/fhfj+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-6117100058815332623</id><published>2009-12-01T12:13:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:27:19.403Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Chegou Dezembro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410242393358090770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SxUKysTeQhI/AAAAAAAAAWI/AkHyWgyOMOU/s400/_a+a+roomservice+home_jpg5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;O mês das mil e uma coisas a fazer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Compra de prendas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Decorar a arvore de natal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Elaborar o menu para a ceia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Aproveitar os fériados, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Relaxar nas férias, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Conviver com a familia e os amigos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Andar pelas ruas iluminadas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;E o espirito de... voltar a ser criança!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410241360803088562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SxUJ2lvLSLI/AAAAAAAAAWA/8qeox-kqL80/s400/_a+a+room+service78.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Feliz Dezembro para todos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/14426555-6117100058815332623?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6117100058815332623/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=6117100058815332623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/6117100058815332623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/6117100058815332623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/12/chegou-dezembro-o-mes-das-mil-e-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SxUKysTeQhI/AAAAAAAAAWI/AkHyWgyOMOU/s72-c/_a+a+roomservice+home_jpg5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-171781345773790528</id><published>2009-11-29T13:34:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:23:39.476Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A Vanity Fair de Dezembro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SxJ5TcQEruI/AAAAAAAAAV4/1k5CG3KlMzY/s1600/cover-toc-0912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409519477333470946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SxJ5TcQEruI/AAAAAAAAAV4/1k5CG3KlMzY/s400/cover-toc-0912.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O destaque da revista do mês de Dezembro vai para &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Robbert Pattinson e as fotos tiradas por Bruce Weber.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As fotos estão espectaculares e a beleza de Robert &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;é pura poesia, torna-se quase impossivel não se deixar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;impressionar por ela. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-b9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" flashvars="cy=ok&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731744506809&amp;amp;site=widget-b9.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 426px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;ct=1&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731744506809&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-b9.slide.com/d1/3242591731744506809/ok_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide12.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;ct=1&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731744506809&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-b9.slide.com/d2/3242591731744506809/ok_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-171781345773790528?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/171781345773790528/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=171781345773790528&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/171781345773790528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/171781345773790528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/11/vanity-fair-de-dezembro-o-destaque-da.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SxJ5TcQEruI/AAAAAAAAAV4/1k5CG3KlMzY/s72-c/cover-toc-0912.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-821693428278256794</id><published>2009-11-28T22:42:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:49:25.394Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SxG0Lb640nI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WI77Ll7sCDY/s1600/3847549718_213b75d15f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;A Colecção mais Fashion desta Estação: Orla Kiely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A marca Orla Kiely afirma-se actualmente como um dos grandes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucessos do mercado britânico e internacional sendo actualmente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vendida em mais de 300 pontos espalhados pelos quatro campos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do globo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409297735054369010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SxGvoV49oPI/AAAAAAAAAVo/QJshFQzhafw/s400/picture-31.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A chave para o sucesso de Orla Kiely devesse à imagem revivalista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caracterizada pela constante utilização de motivos de inspiração &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sixties e seventies combinados com uma magnifica &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;paleta de atraentes cores suaves, resultando num desejo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;intenso de adquirir um exemplar da vasta linha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lUJZTrNHqPU&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lUJZTrNHqPU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-821693428278256794?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/821693428278256794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=821693428278256794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/821693428278256794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/821693428278256794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/11/coleccao-mais-fashion-desta-estacao.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SxGvoV49oPI/AAAAAAAAAVo/QJshFQzhafw/s72-c/picture-31.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-1538921126443223037</id><published>2009-11-28T11:54:00.022Z</published><updated>2009-11-28T13:42:14.770Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;A Vintage Star Zooey Deschanel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409148021351959250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SxEnd24wytI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bYE_J9sZ2sY/s400/Zooey%2520Deschanel%2520-%2520In%2520Style%2520March%25202006%25201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O destaque da semana vai para o brilho na representação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;de Zooey Deschanel nos seus dois ultimos filmes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;500 days of Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409134331563201954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SxEbBAcx1aI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/gQYATWczGJk/s400/500-dias-de-verao-450x665.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando Tom um escritor azarado de cartões comemorativos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e românticos sem esperança, fica sem rumo depois da sua namorada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer o deixar, ele volta a vários momentos dos 500 dias que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;passaram juntos para tentar entender o que deu errado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As suas reflexões levam-no a redescobrir as suas verdadeiras paixões na vida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PsD0NpFSADM&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PsD0NpFSADM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Gigantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409137755562496354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SxEeIT100WI/AAAAAAAAAVY/-DYWUxuzfAQ/s400/118698.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brian Weathersby (Paul Dano), é um vendedor de colchões&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que planeja adotar uma criança chinesa. Mas um dia ele depara-se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;com uma bela jovem, interpretada por Deschanel, que adormeceu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;em um dos seus colchões e por quem ele se apaixonou loucamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Com isso, o desejo anterior que ele tinha de adotar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;uma criança aumenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4e3oz5t4CqE&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4e3oz5t4CqE&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-1538921126443223037?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1538921126443223037/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=1538921126443223037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/1538921126443223037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/1538921126443223037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/11/vintage-star-zooey-deschanel-o-destaque.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SxEnd24wytI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bYE_J9sZ2sY/s72-c/Zooey%2520Deschanel%2520-%2520In%2520Style%2520March%25202006%25201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-5216916631961290522</id><published>2009-11-23T17:17:00.031Z</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:29:32.693Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As Séries que ando a acompanhar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407367740633477810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SwrUT4ZdcrI/AAAAAAAAAU4/whfkizYXhis/s400/accidentally-on-purpose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A comédia da CBS, conta a história de Billie, crítica de cinema &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;que após terminar o relacionamento com seu chefe, por ele não &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a pedir em casamento, vai sair á noite e numa discoteca conhece Zack,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;bem mais novo que ela. Os dois acabam por passar a noite juntos &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;e após duas semanas ela descobre que está grávida, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a partir daí sua vida muda totalmente. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGfdzYtag_g&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGfdzYtag_g&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;EastWick &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407365742318344498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SwrSfkGAWTI/AAAAAAAAAUw/DQn3vUwI_SA/s400/Eastwick3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No vilarejo de Eastwick, três mulheres extremamente diferentes &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;estão prestes a descobrir talentos mágicos que nunca souberam ter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Quando o misterioso Daryl Van Horne chega à cidade, ele aproxima&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ainda mais as novas bruxas. Seu carisma e jeito de “bad boy” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;são uma combinação irresistível para as moças.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;O mais perigoso é que ele leva à tona seus poderes de um modo que elas nunca&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;poderiam imaginar. Baseado no best-seller de John Updike, Eastwick promete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;trazer romance, mistério e um charme mágico. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pmXYy7JaL3A&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pmXYy7JaL3A&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Gossip Girl &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407364093377441730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SwrQ_lT278I/AAAAAAAAAUo/riNojv2Nn8Y/s400/Gossip-Girl-gossip-girl-1694739-1024-768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conta a historia da vida glamurosa de adolescentes que vivem em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nova Iorque e que pertencem á alta sociedade nova iorquina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O drama conta a história de jovens numa privilegiada escola no East Side, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seguindo a vida de Serena Van Der Woodsen que retorna à cidade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;depois de desaparece de repente. A história de cada personagem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;é narrada por uma fofoqueira anônima que tem um blog na internet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;onde ela conta tudo sobre a vida dos personagens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E89MGxGG3eI&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E89MGxGG3eI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Diarios de um Vampiro &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407362794243055378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SwrPz9qFXxI/AAAAAAAAAUg/oLaty1gSXSA/s400/premiere.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O triangulo amoroso mais assombroso de todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dois irmãos vampiros, um bom e outro maligno, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;estão apaixonados pela mesma humana. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stefan conhece Elena e se apaixona por ela instantaneamente, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mas jura nunca se aproximar dela por causa de seu segredo sombrio. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No entanto, Elena jura conquistar Stefan – ou morrer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iVRETr8lxwI&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iVRETr8lxwI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-5216916631961290522?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5216916631961290522/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=5216916631961290522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/5216916631961290522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/5216916631961290522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/11/as-series-que-ando-acompanhar.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SwrUT4ZdcrI/AAAAAAAAAU4/whfkizYXhis/s72-c/accidentally-on-purpose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-236383691899970667</id><published>2009-11-23T14:33:00.011Z</published><updated>2009-11-23T16:35:21.312Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O Estilo Urbano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;em &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;York&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;City&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Assim desfilam os nova yorkinos pelas ruas em Novembro de 2009,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pessoas comuns com um senso de estilo muito próprio, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que inovam pela junção de peças originais &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e que acabam por fazer ... &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Moda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407333079819388530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Swq0yWzahnI/AAAAAAAAATg/IVGQEeUssRE/s400/1139GQ46712Web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407336022231782610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Swq3doJMlNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/nafDpon6DwA/s400/9089adidasWeb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407336328091988146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Swq3vbj88LI/AAAAAAAAAUI/3DRxi3rrJjQ/s400/11019Chef6346Web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407336155219074610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Swq3lXj1njI/AAAAAAAAAUA/r5AuDt326Qg/s400/9179Green0856Web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407334241335578050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Swq119ydDcI/AAAAAAAAATo/_8naz9mEaIk/s400/1139SeventhAve6508Web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407336547033984338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Swq38LLyrVI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/--c8d1tbang/s400/11029Greenest6487Web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Imagens via Sartorialist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-236383691899970667?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/236383691899970667/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=236383691899970667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/236383691899970667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/236383691899970667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-estilo-urbano-em-new-york-city.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Swq0yWzahnI/AAAAAAAAATg/IVGQEeUssRE/s72-c/1139GQ46712Web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-5756023888696139785</id><published>2009-11-15T15:57:00.013Z</published><updated>2009-11-16T21:41:40.054Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O Branco como Imperador do Decor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O branco, deixou de ser somente a cor das paredes de uma casa, para passar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a estender-se do &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mobiliário&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, até aos mais pequenos detalhes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;das divisões, enchendo-as assim de luz e de um espírito&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;minimalista&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404373490679238146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SwAxDmF5TgI/AAAAAAAAAS4/a_ZxygtiCd4/s400/Leather-Bed-For-White-Bedroom-Design-Giotto-By-Bonaldo-2-554x416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404374165168329986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SwAxq2woFQI/AAAAAAAAATA/ULn_oEH0ZLI/s400/leaf-and-tree-inspired-apartment-interior-2-554x327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404374601795459746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SwAyERUpWqI/AAAAAAAAATI/uZX3-JA5syU/s400/3346696644_1e843380b0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 365px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404375348226534322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SwAyvt_rq7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/NkxwPtUoilg/s400/1CAUYSYRG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404375473417241858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SwAy3AXeRQI/AAAAAAAAATY/-ur8C7orPDA/s400/untitledgddg.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bom Domingo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kisses XoXo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-5756023888696139785?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5756023888696139785/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=5756023888696139785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/5756023888696139785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/5756023888696139785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-branco-como-imperador-do-decor-o.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SwAxDmF5TgI/AAAAAAAAAS4/a_ZxygtiCd4/s72-c/Leather-Bed-For-White-Bedroom-Design-Giotto-By-Bonaldo-2-554x416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-6988574528762761204</id><published>2009-11-12T23:00:00.012Z</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:30:47.327Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hanami - O desabrochar das Cerejeiras&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 363px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403361245213778914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SvyYbJ4UY-I/AAAAAAAAASg/qAEpQXMYzog/s400/2179184693_02c0f78e84.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flor de cerejeira (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;sakura&lt;/span&gt;) é a flor nacional extra-oficial do Japão.&lt;br /&gt;Ela é celebrada por muitos séculos e ocupa uma posição muito importante&lt;br /&gt;na cultura japonesa. Existem várias dúzias de diferentes espécies de&lt;br /&gt;cerejeiras no Japão, mas maioria atinge seu esplendor do final de março&lt;br /&gt;ao começo de abril. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403362126136301314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SvyZObknVwI/AAAAAAAAASo/Lq1K8KMCT7w/s400/2381363555_c62e4a26a4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os japoneses celebram essa época do ano com os amigos, a família e os&lt;br /&gt;colegas de trabalho, que costumam se reunir ao ar livre para realizar&lt;br /&gt;piqueniques (fartos e regados a muito &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sake&lt;/span&gt;), embaixo das cerejeiras&lt;br /&gt;em flor.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403362741605411250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SvyZyQX4qbI/AAAAAAAAASw/YZTnqGUcwN8/s400/2382132139_d7bc8ffbae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Várias atividades são feitas durante o dia, isso inclui karaoke, dança&lt;br /&gt;e &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;contemplação&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;à natureza. Nos lugares mais populares, a disputa para&lt;br /&gt;estender a toalha é muito grande. As pessoas chegam de manhã cedo para&lt;br /&gt;reservar um lugar, sendo que a celebração acontece apenas ao anoitecer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403359175450201138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SvyWiraOjDI/AAAAAAAAASY/O2o-A0fZ--s/s400/452121694_6d5f7a8b75.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-6988574528762761204?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6988574528762761204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=6988574528762761204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/6988574528762761204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/6988574528762761204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/11/hanami-o-desabrochar-das-cerejeiras.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SvyYbJ4UY-I/AAAAAAAAASg/qAEpQXMYzog/s72-c/2179184693_02c0f78e84.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-1722392393286643975</id><published>2009-11-11T21:03:00.022Z</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:33:30.803Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Os prazeres do Chá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mais conhecida lenda acerca da origem do chá conta que a sua origem &lt;br /&gt;remonta há 5000 anos, na China, aquando do reinado do Imperador Sheng Nong, &lt;br /&gt;um governante justo, amante das artes e da ciência e conhecido como &lt;br /&gt;o Curandeiro Divino. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Imperador, preocupado com as epidemias que devastavam o Império, decretou um edital que exigia que todas as pessoas fervessem a água antes de a consumirem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certo dia, quando o governador chinês passeava pelos seus jardins, pediu aos seus servidores que lhe fervessem água, &lt;br /&gt;enquanto descansava debaixo da sombra de uma árvore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto esperava que a água arrefece-se, algumas folhas vindas de uns arbustos caíram dentro do seu copo, atribuindo à água uma tonalidade acastanhada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Imperador decidiu provar, surpreendendo-se com o sabor agradável.&lt;br /&gt;A partir deste momento ficou adepto do chá, induzindo o seu gosto ao seu povo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402956160873422258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SvsoAJHeXbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/9G7l6gvEOlg/s400/green-berry-tea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-1722392393286643975?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1722392393286643975/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=1722392393286643975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/1722392393286643975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/1722392393286643975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/11/os-prazeres-do-cha-mais-conhecida-lenda.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SvsoAJHeXbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/9G7l6gvEOlg/s72-c/green-berry-tea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-910064451655468003</id><published>2009-11-06T22:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-06T23:20:35.354Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SvSvFS9ANxI/AAAAAAAAARw/Y42jzNIktnQ/s1600-h/!22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 384px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401134358645978898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SvSvFS9ANxI/AAAAAAAAARw/Y42jzNIktnQ/s400/!22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faltam-te pés para viajar?&lt;br /&gt;Viaja dentro de ti mesmo,&lt;br /&gt;e reflete, como a mina de rubis,&lt;br /&gt;os raios de sol para fora de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A viagem conduzirá a teu ser,&lt;br /&gt;transmutará teu pó em ouro puro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rumi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-910064451655468003?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/910064451655468003/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=910064451655468003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/910064451655468003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/910064451655468003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/11/faltam-te-pes-para-viajar-viaja-dentro.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SvSvFS9ANxI/AAAAAAAAARw/Y42jzNIktnQ/s72-c/!22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-3965597035731729667</id><published>2009-10-27T20:45:00.014Z</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:51:56.826Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje sou Bébé!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tive um dia muito maravilhoso, deu para resolver assuntos pendentes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ouvir , ler o carinho dos amigos. Dar-me e receber muitos mimos de várias maneiras. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Obrigado a todos sem excepção! ;)))) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397390661362499922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SudiNbyFwVI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/1iFBZS9F4mo/s320/untitleddadad.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estes são alguns dos presentes do dia de hoje:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sudiw7IBd1I/AAAAAAAAARA/ZNyvvubnxLc/s1600-h/anivers%C3%A1rio+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397391271071414098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sudiw7IBd1I/AAAAAAAAARA/ZNyvvubnxLc/s400/anivers%C3%A1rio+080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SudjT4HYBUI/AAAAAAAAARI/afbtpSQ6nJo/s1600-h/anivers%C3%A1rio+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397391871558812994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SudjT4HYBUI/AAAAAAAAARI/afbtpSQ6nJo/s400/anivers%C3%A1rio+085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SudkRAQnmwI/AAAAAAAAARQ/KcB_nfvtEbo/s1600-h/anivers%C3%A1rio+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397392921717086978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SudkRAQnmwI/AAAAAAAAARQ/KcB_nfvtEbo/s400/anivers%C3%A1rio+083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sudk6QTDsHI/AAAAAAAAARg/H_yAZERuQlo/s1600-h/anivers%C3%A1rio+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397393630396919922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sudk6QTDsHI/AAAAAAAAARg/H_yAZERuQlo/s400/anivers%C3%A1rio+082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;E ao fim do dia a minha prenda a mim mesma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sudq-SaURKI/AAAAAAAAARo/ZT1XoeJJPUs/s1600-h/1184524708uG2U2m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397400296753480866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sudq-SaURKI/AAAAAAAAARo/ZT1XoeJJPUs/s400/1184524708uG2U2m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Massagem Tui-Na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Teve a sua origem na China, sendo parte integrante da Medicina Tradicional Chinesa, juntamente com a Acupunctura, a Fitoterapia, a Dietética e o Chikung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tui-Na significa, "a mão que busca a harmonia, comprimindo, estimulando, pondo em movimento."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A Massagem Tui-Na é utilizada na prática clínica há 2.000 anos com elevado grau de sucesso e está muito longe de se limitar à aplicação de pressão (com os dedos, mãos, cotovelos, etc.). É um leque muito vasto de técnicas que se aplicam a pontos e meridianos de acupunctura, grupos musculares e estruturas anatómicas em geral, utilizando o contacto corporal próprio da massagem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-3965597035731729667?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3965597035731729667/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=3965597035731729667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/3965597035731729667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/3965597035731729667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/10/hoje-sou-bebe-tive-um-dia-muito.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SudiNbyFwVI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/1iFBZS9F4mo/s72-c/untitleddadad.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-9074081971737957341</id><published>2009-10-24T09:59:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T10:19:10.284+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Pequenos Tesouros da minha Casa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoje decidi partilhar convosco alguns objectos que fazem parte da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e do meu novo lar que se vai formando aos poucos. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396091591175211762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuLEtmN4ivI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fACCMXmRKfM/s400/the+best+fotos+019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuLFInnACoI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7pHiBAuw15s/s1600-h/the+best+fotos+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396092055405464194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuLFInnACoI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7pHiBAuw15s/s400/the+best+fotos+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuLFd3F5urI/AAAAAAAAAQY/molUo2v2qic/s1600-h/the+best+fotos+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396092420338858674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuLFd3F5urI/AAAAAAAAAQY/molUo2v2qic/s400/the+best+fotos+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuLFydrikzI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NT61lnXtgcM/s1600-h/the+best+fotos+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396092774294655794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuLFydrikzI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NT61lnXtgcM/s400/the+best+fotos+020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuLGNXD8nAI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Ht1SS87rPy0/s1600-h/the+best+fotos+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396093236374445058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuLGNXD8nAI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Ht1SS87rPy0/s400/the+best+fotos+018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-9074081971737957341?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/9074081971737957341/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=9074081971737957341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/9074081971737957341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/9074081971737957341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/10/pequenos-tesouros-da-minha-casa-hoje.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuLEtmN4ivI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fACCMXmRKfM/s72-c/the+best+fotos+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-1338533528130988379</id><published>2009-10-24T08:54:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T09:22:59.601+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Quando os olhos apetecem comer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deixo aqui algumas fotos da Vogue Girl Korea e ficam algumas ideias para uma festa cujos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;convidados especiais são os&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt; bolos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuK19tuvINI/AAAAAAAAAPo/lKqAOQREjq8/s1600-h/img_6_576_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396075375395545298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuK19tuvINI/AAAAAAAAAPo/lKqAOQREjq8/s400/img_6_576_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuK2XX3rrAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/NGPzSoKnAWE/s1600-h/img_6_576_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396075816204086274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuK2XX3rrAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/NGPzSoKnAWE/s400/img_6_576_5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuK2qJDwMCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Ekdszfr4mUs/s1600-h/img_6_576_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396076138645696546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuK2qJDwMCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Ekdszfr4mUs/s400/img_6_576_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396074306503610930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuK0_fzCkjI/AAAAAAAAAPg/-sVrS64LZaU/s400/img_6_576_0.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-1338533528130988379?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1338533528130988379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=1338533528130988379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/1338533528130988379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/1338533528130988379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/10/quando-os-olhos-apetecem-comer-deixo.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SuK19tuvINI/AAAAAAAAAPo/lKqAOQREjq8/s72-c/img_6_576_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-5224950869559489195</id><published>2009-10-18T10:09:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T10:56:23.861+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A Festa Perfeita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quem gostaria de ir a uma festa em que o tema fosse: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;" Ice Cream Parlour - Faça os Seus Próprios Sundaes"?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393866998621193522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StrddRKExTI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/evYF4ycaciI/s400/DIY_ice-cream_parlour_buffet_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se ainda tens dúvidas passa os olhos pelas fotos deste buffet criado pela Amy Moss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sim-&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-te&lt;/span&gt; irresistivél!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393867472997449522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Strd44WL_zI/AAAAAAAAAOY/p6I9m9-4mqs/s400/DIY_ice-cream_parlour_buffet_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Streqwsj7LI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mHsyyc5vXwA/s1600-h/DIY_ice-cream_parlour_buffet_17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393868329937267890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Streqwsj7LI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mHsyyc5vXwA/s400/DIY_ice-cream_parlour_buffet_17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StrfUuP_s3I/AAAAAAAAAPI/QpB4f4PiQLY/s1600-h/DIY_ice-cream_parlour_buffet_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393869050835088242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StrfUuP_s3I/AAAAAAAAAPI/QpB4f4PiQLY/s400/DIY_ice-cream_parlour_buffet_09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Streg4hBwPI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LbYpe5a7bfU/s1600-h/DIY_ice-cream_parlour_buffet_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393868160237682930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Streg4hBwPI/AAAAAAAAAOo/LbYpe5a7bfU/s400/DIY_ice-cream_parlour_buffet_03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393869319769198658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StrfkYG4kEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/AvVkLlE_lRY/s400/DIY_ice-cream_parlour_buffet_11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StrfcAqKmRI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hKVsfZmhWXE/s1600-h/DIY_ice-cream_parlour_buffet_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393869176035776786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StrfcAqKmRI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hKVsfZmhWXE/s400/DIY_ice-cream_parlour_buffet_05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StrfFnMM2pI/AAAAAAAAAO4/LulVfmFfAWo/s1600-h/DIY_ice-cream_parlour_buffet_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393868791242087058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StrfFnMM2pI/AAAAAAAAAO4/LulVfmFfAWo/s400/DIY_ice-cream_parlour_buffet_16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para onde devo mandar o convite para esta festa? ;)))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393868921850082722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StrfNNvktaI/AAAAAAAAAPA/2_7TF7Bpm0Q/s400/DIY_ice-cream_parlour_buffet_13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bom apetite visual!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/14426555-5224950869559489195?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5224950869559489195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=5224950869559489195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/5224950869559489195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/5224950869559489195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/10/festa-perfeita-quem-gostaria-de-ir-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StrddRKExTI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/evYF4ycaciI/s72-c/DIY_ice-cream_parlour_buffet_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-243494920331467794</id><published>2009-10-18T01:12:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T01:23:22.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Para inspirar e...expirar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Imagens de tirar folego de mãos dadas com frases apaixonantes só pode dar nisto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vejam abaixo o trabalho do artista &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shaun Sundholm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StpfRxZ7ImI/AAAAAAAAAOA/gW18uG6HlP4/s1600-h/3234639841_9f22bb583e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393728262654075490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StpfRxZ7ImI/AAAAAAAAAOA/gW18uG6HlP4/s400/3234639841_9f22bb583e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StpfhC4jsII/AAAAAAAAAOI/OJrZzS7OoRU/s1600-h/3269399969_9267f25b59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393728525044002946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StpfhC4jsII/AAAAAAAAAOI/OJrZzS7OoRU/s400/3269399969_9267f25b59.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StpfIMczaCI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3AlqpYO3AaA/s1600-h/3253210535_95e528e1dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393728098115217442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StpfIMczaCI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3AlqpYO3AaA/s400/3253210535_95e528e1dd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&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/14426555-243494920331467794?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/243494920331467794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=243494920331467794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/243494920331467794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/243494920331467794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/10/para-inspirar-e.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/StpfRxZ7ImI/AAAAAAAAAOA/gW18uG6HlP4/s72-c/3234639841_9f22bb583e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-9121850749158858965</id><published>2009-09-26T11:19:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T12:00:43.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Olá a todos os visitantes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recentemente descobri o trabalho da fotógrafa de Singapura - &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Zhang Jingna &lt;/span&gt;e fiquei encantada com as suas&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; fotos&lt;/span&gt; quer o movimento, quer a simplicidade das mesmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 381px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385721162297533698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sr3s3MIMZQI/AAAAAAAAANA/qi39ukB5L7M/s400/dust-cover.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Segue abaixo algumas fotos do seu livro: Something Beautiful - Edição Limitada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sr3tRcMHPSI/AAAAAAAAANI/qRL9OuQs6A4/s1600-h/beautiful+prev7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385721613285539106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sr3tRcMHPSI/AAAAAAAAANI/qRL9OuQs6A4/s400/beautiful+prev7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sr3uHgtY0KI/AAAAAAAAANQ/raPnCqVrnQE/s1600-h/hardcover-prev2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385722542211780770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sr3uHgtY0KI/AAAAAAAAANQ/raPnCqVrnQE/s400/hardcover-prev2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sr3uuZBduFI/AAAAAAAAANY/pZrG76Ox2sE/s1600-h/beautiful-prev10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385723210163402834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sr3uuZBduFI/AAAAAAAAANY/pZrG76Ox2sE/s400/beautiful-prev10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mas as minhas fotos favoritas são os seus trabalhos em publicidade e fotografia de moda como as dos exemplos abaixo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sr3vNMZozJI/AAAAAAAAANg/M4-6J6DcrTQ/s1600-h/87002714fcfb3cad81b29e950c6fc1cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385723739351075986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sr3vNMZozJI/AAAAAAAAANg/M4-6J6DcrTQ/s400/87002714fcfb3cad81b29e950c6fc1cd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sr3vrtdMoHI/AAAAAAAAANo/ewZzOqLbQt8/s1600-h/047216d238127e1ae1dbcee14081ede1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385724263620452466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sr3vrtdMoHI/AAAAAAAAANo/ewZzOqLbQt8/s400/047216d238127e1ae1dbcee14081ede1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E para finalizar a verdadeira beleza Asiática não concordam?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sr3ww_oyGSI/AAAAAAAAANw/GIfMq5vWZrw/s1600-h/750b884d01c40b394063fdfeb07653ae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385725453911857442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sr3ww_oyGSI/AAAAAAAAANw/GIfMq5vWZrw/s400/750b884d01c40b394063fdfeb07653ae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-9121850749158858965?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/9121850749158858965/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=9121850749158858965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/9121850749158858965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/9121850749158858965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/09/ola-todos-os-visitantes-recentemente.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sr3s3MIMZQI/AAAAAAAAANA/qi39ukB5L7M/s72-c/dust-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-1370354599813722538</id><published>2009-09-21T20:24:00.035+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:43:49.539+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ando a Saborear....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;som&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; da Zélia Duncan com o seu ultimo trabalho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;inéditos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Pelo Sabor do Gesto que me faz viajar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nas rimas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de pura poesia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384006686410496402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SrfVjjvTWZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/AGg2DPI_iLo/s400/ZLIA-D~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O disco tem dois upgrades, um deles é "Ambição" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;que Rita Lee compôs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;para a novela "O Astro", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;em 1977 e tem uma letra lindissima.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ambição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Composição:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Rita Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eu saí pra estrada&lt;br /&gt;E não tenho pra onde ir&lt;br /&gt;Sempre ouvi dizer&lt;br /&gt;Que esse mundo era pequeno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo caminho de espinhos&lt;br /&gt;Avistei um mar de rosas&lt;br /&gt;Pra chegar até lá&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso um pouco mais de tempo&lt;br /&gt;Preciso de um grande amor&lt;br /&gt;Preciso dinheiro, preciso de humor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero matar a vontade&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto tenho saúde e idade&lt;br /&gt;Fazer um pouco de tudo&lt;br /&gt;Vender a alma pra poder comprar&lt;br /&gt;O meu mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;escrita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de Marion Zimmer Bradley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;na obra:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Os&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Corvos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;Avalon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 369px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384014546141607218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SrfctDhOdTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/e427zKoxv_s/s400/corvosavalon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mulheres fortes que desafiam o poder para defender seu povo e suas crenças são as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;protagonistas de Os corvos de Avalon, mais um volume da saga fantástica imaginada por Marion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Zimmer Bradley e desenvolvida por sua colaboradora Diana L. Paxson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A lendária rainha celta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Boudica, que liderou uma revolta contra os invasores romanos, mistura-se a personagens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ficcionais no livro, que relata sua amizade com a sacerdotisa druida Lhiannon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O livro apresenta a conquista da Britânia pelos romanos pela ótica das jovens Lhiannon e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Boudica, que se conhecem na ilha de Mona, um importante santuário druida, a noroeste do atual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;País de Gales. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Atendendo a interesses políticos, Boudica se casa com o Prasutagos, rei dos icenos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;que viviam na atual região de Norfolk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lhianon, que vive o dilema de assumir seu amor por um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;outro sacerdote ou manter-se virgem e casta para atender ao desejo de chegar ao posto de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;grande sacerdotisa, vai encontrar a amiga quando Prasutagos morre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Boudica protesta quando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;suas terras são tomadas pelos romanos, que, em represália, violentam suas duas filhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A rainha, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;então, conclama as tribos a lutarem contra os invasores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-1370354599813722538?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1370354599813722538/comments/default' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-1713185830828393255</id><published>2009-09-20T15:35:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T16:42:53.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;O meu Olhar pela Via Dei Condotti - Roma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383562579836702786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SrZBpJ1AkEI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/S3xW96LVqew/s400/viagem+2009+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Via Condotti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; é uma das ruas mais &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;elegantes &lt;/span&gt;do mundo, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;um&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;templo&lt;/span&gt; da &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Moda&lt;/span&gt; em Roma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SrZHmqaudJI/AAAAAAAAAMY/9zrZ1r8fqqM/s1600-h/viagem+2009+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383569134114993298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SrZHmqaudJI/AAAAAAAAAMY/9zrZ1r8fqqM/s400/viagem+2009+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SrZIZ2err5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/AMVxX7W5-Gs/s1600-h/viagem+2009+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383570013526142866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SrZIZ2err5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/AMVxX7W5-Gs/s400/viagem+2009+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SrZJ51DaV8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/zZIW4znMni0/s1600-h/viagem+2009+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383571662410766274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SrZJ51DaV8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/zZIW4znMni0/s400/viagem+2009+018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-1713185830828393255?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SrZBpJ1AkEI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/S3xW96LVqew/s72-c/viagem+2009+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-4091265589181508461</id><published>2009-09-12T19:37:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:24:13.190+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;O poder da Música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380675986853823410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SqwATU_lg7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/_KzMDG2HlqU/s400/italiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa+034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380676581368166818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SqwA17u2eaI/AAAAAAAAAMI/5_d23KwGEOA/s400/italiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa+035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" Há música no &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ar&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;há música à nossa volta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;está cheio de música, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e cada&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tira para si &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aquela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de que&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;precisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;(Edward Elgar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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/14426555-4091265589181508461?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4091265589181508461/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=4091265589181508461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/4091265589181508461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/4091265589181508461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/09/o-poder-da-musica-ha-musica-no-ar-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SqwATU_lg7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/_KzMDG2HlqU/s72-c/italiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-3719389534830477263</id><published>2009-09-01T15:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T15:29:54.136+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sp0v1O5MfUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Oh0pMA7ZetY/s1600-h/Ur+imagination+is+a+gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376506121727802690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sp0v1O5MfUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Oh0pMA7ZetY/s320/Ur+imagination+is+a+gift.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/14426555-3719389534830477263?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3719389534830477263/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=3719389534830477263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/3719389534830477263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/3719389534830477263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/Sp0v1O5MfUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Oh0pMA7ZetY/s72-c/Ur+imagination+is+a+gift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-5701584929775725255</id><published>2009-08-20T21:48:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:38:29.418+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;O Poder das Frases Positivas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Através da repetição mental e verbal das frases positivas várias vezes por dia, conseguimos substituir um condicionamento negativo por um positivo. Mesmo que no inicio não acredite nele, não tem problema. A partir do momento em que o condicionamento começar a ser substituído, passará a acreditar — e o que é melhor — a sentir-se bem. Não se esqueça de que você é o que pensa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/So25PpJNudI/AAAAAAAAALg/arIaPli0n2I/s1600-h/il_430xN_74209003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372153608916548050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/So25PpJNudI/AAAAAAAAALg/arIaPli0n2I/s320/il_430xN_74209003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/So26yiy1C7I/AAAAAAAAALo/jOJsT0VA-Fw/s1600-h/il_430xN_72993045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372155308019092402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/So26yiy1C7I/AAAAAAAAALo/jOJsT0VA-Fw/s320/il_430xN_72993045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/So27JFA9egI/AAAAAAAAALw/0aHsA23njyU/s1600-h/il_430xN_73741459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372155695162292738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/So27JFA9egI/AAAAAAAAALw/0aHsA23njyU/s320/il_430xN_73741459.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-5701584929775725255?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5701584929775725255/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=5701584929775725255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/5701584929775725255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/5701584929775725255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-poder-das-frases-positivas-atraves-da.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/So25PpJNudI/AAAAAAAAALg/arIaPli0n2I/s72-c/il_430xN_74209003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-3397029074306104143</id><published>2008-09-07T11:38:00.021+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:36:52.112+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publicidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moda'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Tão Vintage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SMPxMx1CrWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/IXrfI8tkutU/s1600-h/399147101_e19c1a03a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243299593025924450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SMPxMx1CrWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/IXrfI8tkutU/s320/399147101_e19c1a03a5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;A moda vintage é uma moda retrógrada, uma recuperação de estilos dos anos 20, 30, 40, 50 e 60. E esta parece ter vindo para ficar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decidi então fazer uma pesquisa sobre estas várias décadas e descobri verdadeiros tesouros: desde, postais antigos portugueses da década de 20, onde frases carinhosas eram enviadas, a ilustrações de capas de revistas que mereciam estar em galerias de arte claro, que também me deparei com a publicidade sexista daquela época, em que o único sitio que parecia ser da mulher era somente um: a bela da cozinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-vos aqui alguns exemplos desta viagem pelo tempo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SMPuxaVZZ0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/BO4Hn3HDz8Y/s1600-h/2468888014_83fc735785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243296923839457090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SMPuxaVZZ0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/BO4Hn3HDz8Y/s320/2468888014_83fc735785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;A Infância imaculada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SMPvgLYLcZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/o7MgeUEwirk/s1600-h/547809520_afa85221e9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243297727278444946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SMPvgLYLcZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/o7MgeUEwirk/s320/547809520_afa85221e9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As saudades&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SMPvLFfTCCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Ly1YGDXmmiQ/s1600-h/ephemera.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243297364920436770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SMPvLFfTCCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Ly1YGDXmmiQ/s320/ephemera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A vaidade efêmera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SMPsZVUvGxI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2gCfS0sIJrg/s1600-h/2036300713_96c310986d.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243294311154391826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SMPsZVUvGxI/AAAAAAAAAHY/2gCfS0sIJrg/s320/2036300713_96c310986d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;O casalinho maravilha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SMPwQBEHS6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/qqF4Q-5Vjws/s1600-h/vintagephotoladiespromotingstocki_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243298549143653282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SMPwQBEHS6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/qqF4Q-5Vjws/s320/vintagephotoladiespromotingstocki_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;A publicidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-3397029074306104143?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3397029074306104143/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=3397029074306104143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/3397029074306104143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/3397029074306104143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-vintage-moda-vintage-uma-moda.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SMPxMx1CrWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/IXrfI8tkutU/s72-c/399147101_e19c1a03a5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-4484251218181334442</id><published>2008-08-29T19:21:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:42:07.935+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLhOaLj6QiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/dwsOdUfO6Ug/s1600-h/Natureetdecouverte.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240024378132546082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLhOaLj6QiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/dwsOdUfO6Ug/s320/Natureetdecouverte.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.natureetdecouvertes.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Nature et Découvertes é uma loja fantástica que descobri num dos meus passeios em Paris e depois encontrei-a de novo em Le Havre. Trata-se de um lugar que nos aproxima mais da natureza e a maior parte dos artigos estão relacionados com uma vida ao ar livre e são inusitados, interessantes, práticos e essenciais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A parte da loja que mais gostei foi a parte relacionada com o bem-estar perdi-me com os artigos sobre ayurvédica, os difusores originais, as tisanas, a musica new-age etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui ficam as minhas compras ás quais não resisti:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLhHSl8FDoI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yvB5ggDYX6Q/s1600-h/15120610M.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240016551192891010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLhHSl8FDoI/AAAAAAAAAF4/yvB5ggDYX6Q/s320/15120610M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trata-se de um conjunto de óleos essenciais feitos com produtos biológicos em roll-on que se passa nas têmporas e logo o cheiro do conjunto dos aromas começa automaticamente a ter efeitos extraordinários no corpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A caixa traz 5 frascos: um anti-stress á base de óleos de laranja, toranja e ylang ylang (que a propósito é um poderoso afrodisiaco).&lt;br /&gt;O roll-on "espírito claro" á base de oléos essenciais de menta, lavanda e basílico que clarifica as ideias e favorece a concentração. O roll-on "voltar ás raizes" que estabelece o equilibrio e a serenidade. E ainda o roll-on da vitalidade e do sono tranquilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLhN6OKlHAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/NKISeL3GBx0/s1600-h/15127190M.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240023829075794946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLhN6OKlHAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/NKISeL3GBx0/s320/15127190M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A outra belissima compra foi um creme japonês que decidamente foi o melhor que já passei no rosto. O creme para além de proteger a pele das agressões externas contêm wakamé, uma alga japononesa com propriedades anti-oxidantes e os óleos de uva e camélia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se quiserem visitar o site aqui está o link: &lt;a href="http://www.natureetdecouvertes.com/"&gt;http://www.natureetdecouvertes.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-4484251218181334442?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4484251218181334442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=4484251218181334442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/4484251218181334442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/4484251218181334442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2008/08/nature-et-dcouvertes-uma-loja-fantstica.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLhOaLj6QiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/dwsOdUfO6Ug/s72-c/Natureetdecouverte.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-5319060128214371887</id><published>2008-08-27T15:38:00.023+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T15:35:14.282+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Le Havre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Férias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bonjour a tous et toutes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo aqui algumas imagens dos sitios por onde andei nestas férias:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paris&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A esta cidade acho que não é preciso fazer muitas apresentações, mas mesmo assim cá vai, segundo a Wikitravel, Paris é a capital cosmopolita da França e a mais visitada do mundo. Com 3 milhões de pessoas vivendo na cidade e mais 10 milhões em seus subúrbios (la banlieue) é uma das maiores cidades da Europa. Localizada ao norte da França, às margens do rio Sena, é conhecida como a "Cidade Luz". Tal reputação se deve talvez por ser um dos mais bonitos e românticos lugares do mundo, cheia de história e mantendo uma vasta influência sobre a cultura, arte, moda, culinária e arquitetura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLVqN9_T_EI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LSMDPYRO2Ic/s1600-h/franÃ§a+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239210529726397506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLVqN9_T_EI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LSMDPYRO2Ic/s320/fran%C3%A7a+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLVpdLkDvvI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zzAzTEc1fK8/s1600-h/franÃ§a+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239209691556593394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLVpdLkDvvI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zzAzTEc1fK8/s320/fran%C3%A7a+087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Le Havre&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeira cidade normanda, fascina pela sua estranha beleza. Conjuga ao mesmo tempo atracções de uma cidade activa, cuja arquitectura está inscrita no Património mundial da humanidade, o dinamismo de um grande porto europeu e o encanto de uma estação balneária. A riqueza dos seus museus recorda também que o impressionismo nasceu aqui. (Fonte: France Guide)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLWV9RRVWgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wY5FkFnG03M/s1600-h/franÃ§a+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239258621356104194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLWV9RRVWgI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wY5FkFnG03M/s320/fran%C3%A7a+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLWWOETxopI/AAAAAAAAAEo/lKx5qgIDZmQ/s1600-h/franÃ§a+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239258909934461586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLWWOETxopI/AAAAAAAAAEo/lKx5qgIDZmQ/s320/fran%C3%A7a+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLWebAKaZfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_ZQ5z6t9fZA/s1600-h/franÃ§a+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239267928252769778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLWebAKaZfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_ZQ5z6t9fZA/s320/fran%C3%A7a+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLWeExLo0GI/AAAAAAAAAFI/gaW2d7XNVtk/s1600-h/franÃ§a+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239267546274254946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLWeExLo0GI/AAAAAAAAAFI/gaW2d7XNVtk/s320/fran%C3%A7a+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-5319060128214371887?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5319060128214371887/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=5319060128214371887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/5319060128214371887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/5319060128214371887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2008/08/bonjour-tous-et-toutes-deixo-aqui.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/SLVqN9_T_EI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LSMDPYRO2Ic/s72-c/fran%C3%A7a+076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-120858548940367076</id><published>2007-10-03T13:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T13:53:41.253+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/RwOQjtYPWqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/lallSKYTW5c/s1600-h/Tlink_Tlink___art_by_miss_angelicfairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117092544774101666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/RwOQjtYPWqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/lallSKYTW5c/s320/Tlink_Tlink___art_by_miss_angelicfairy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Exercicio Para Esfumar as Suas Preocupações Quotidianas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visualização criativa é uma excelente ferramenta para modificar a vida que vivemos e o exercício que vos trago é ideal para dissolver as tensões, medos, traumas, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Começe por imaginar à sua frente uma nuvem negra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coloque todas as suas tensões, os seus medos, os traumas e preocupações dentro desta bola negra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feito isso, imagine uma estrela amarelo sol de 6 pontas, bem pequena, surgindo nessa nuvem, de dentro de si para fora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta estrela vai crescendo, é o seu sol, nascendo de dentro de si e tomando conta dessa nuvem. Aos poucos a nuvem vai-se dissipando e todas as suas preocupações vão-se dissolvendo com ela.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-120858548940367076?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/120858548940367076/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=120858548940367076&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/120858548940367076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/120858548940367076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2007/10/exercicio-para-esfumar-as-suas.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/RwOQjtYPWqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/lallSKYTW5c/s72-c/Tlink_Tlink___art_by_miss_angelicfairy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-9096368684772043937</id><published>2007-02-17T13:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-18T12:22:47.155Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artesanato'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregadeiras'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Neste dia deixo aqui algumas pregadeiras que eu fiz para venda&lt;br /&gt;e que felizmente se venderam todinhas, os materiais escolhidos foram missangas, pedras de ceramica e &lt;br /&gt;alguns materiais alternativos como o plástico, areia colorida e flores secas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aguardo os vossos comentários!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Votos de bons momentos carnavalescos neste fim-de-semana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/RdcKycW-bjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-RU1aR-jZNw/s1600-h/pregadeira2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032502970332114482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/RdcKycW-bjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-RU1aR-jZNw/s320/pregadeira2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/RdcLr8W-blI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KjDFn_YGvs0/s1600-h/pregadeiras+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/RdcLr8W-blI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KjDFn_YGvs0/s320/pregadeiras+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032503958174592594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/RdcLNcW-bkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jT9TpgR-Yoc/s1600-h/pregadeira1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032503434188582466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/RdcLNcW-bkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jT9TpgR-Yoc/s320/pregadeira1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-9096368684772043937?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/9096368684772043937/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=9096368684772043937&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/9096368684772043937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/9096368684772043937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2007/02/neste-dia-deixo-aqui-algumas.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A8BdKkbw34A/RdcKycW-bjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-RU1aR-jZNw/s72-c/pregadeira2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-117110248880197624</id><published>2007-02-10T09:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-18T12:23:50.236Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabonete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sais'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Olá a todos os que por aqui passam!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trago algumas novidades!&lt;br /&gt;Resolvi mudar o look deste espaço, desta vez com uma&lt;br /&gt;imagem digital inspirada no oriente e com um toque do&lt;br /&gt;mundo fantástico, espero que agrade aos demais e desta&lt;br /&gt;vez fico a aguardar mais comentários aos posts que, aqui&lt;br /&gt;vou deixando para que possa haver mais interação entre nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho andado ocupada a fazer algumas coisas de artesanato,&lt;br /&gt;deixo aqui algumas ideias que tenho vindo a ter ao longo&lt;br /&gt;destes ultimos meses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por altura do natal, resolvi criar as minhas próprias&lt;br /&gt;prendas para presentar amigas e familiares pela sua&lt;br /&gt;dedicação aqui á minha pessoa e pelo apreço que eu lhes&lt;br /&gt;tenho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se elas por aqui passarem deixo o meu carinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolvi criar duas versões de produtos de banho, uma a&lt;br /&gt;lembrar a infancia e outra a lembrar a natureza para&lt;br /&gt;momentos zen bem passados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A primeira versão com sais de banho com frutos vermelhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1990/1305/1600/120096/prendasn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1990/1305/320/273528/prendasn1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e a segunda com sais de banho com essencia afrodisiaca, ambas&lt;br /&gt;com sabonete de chocolate e morango, um baú com petalas de rosa&lt;br /&gt;em sabonete moldadas á mão, um incenso, um puff de banho e para&lt;br /&gt;dar aquele toque um cd com musicas zen para soltar a imaginação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1990/1305/1600/509785/prendasn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1990/1305/320/560723/prendasn2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-117110248880197624?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/117110248880197624/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=117110248880197624&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/117110248880197624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/117110248880197624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2007/02/ol-todos-os-que-por-aqui-passam-trago.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-116263149716359637</id><published>2006-11-04T09:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-18T12:24:36.927Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Osho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suave'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/Reaching_for_Raindrops_by_Nashya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/Reaching_for_Raindrops_by_Nashya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUAVIDADE &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O suave sempre supera o rígido.&lt;br /&gt;O suave é vivo; o rígido é morto.&lt;br /&gt;O suave é como uma flor; o rígido é como uma rocha.&lt;br /&gt;O rígido parece poderoso, mas é impotente;&lt;br /&gt;o suave parece frágil, mas é vivo.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que é vivo sempre é frágil, e quanto mais&lt;br /&gt;elevada a qualidade da vida, mais frágil ela é.&lt;br /&gt;Assim, quanto mais fundo você for, mais suave se&lt;br /&gt;tornará, ou quanto mais suave você se tornar,&lt;br /&gt;mais fundo irá.&lt;br /&gt;O âmago mais profundo é absolutamente suave.&lt;br /&gt;Este é todo o ensinamento de Lao Tzu,&lt;br /&gt;o ensinamento de Tao: seja suave, seja como a água&lt;br /&gt;e não como a rocha. A água cai sobre a rocha,&lt;br /&gt;e ninguém pode imaginar que finalmente a água&lt;br /&gt;irá vencer. É impossível acreditar que a água irá vencer.&lt;br /&gt;A rocha parece ser tão forte, tão agressiva, e a água parece&lt;br /&gt;tão passiva... Como a água irá vencer a rocha?&lt;br /&gt;Mas, no momento devido, a rocha simplesmente&lt;br /&gt;desaparece. Aos poucos, o suave penetra no rígido.&lt;br /&gt;Assim, deixe que isso seja uma lembrança constante.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que você começar a sentir que está se&lt;br /&gt;tornando rígido, imediatamente relaxe e torne-se suave,&lt;br /&gt;seja qual for a conseqüência.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo se você for derrotado e momentaneamente&lt;br /&gt;perceber que haverá uma perda, deixe que haja a perda,&lt;br /&gt;mas torne-se suave - porque, a longo prazo,&lt;br /&gt;a suavidade sempre vence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fonte:&lt;/b&gt; Osho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-116263149716359637?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/116263149716359637/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=116263149716359637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/116263149716359637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/116263149716359637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2006/11/suavidade-o-suave-sempre-supera-o.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-116144285007190548</id><published>2006-10-21T15:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T12:25:37.641Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simplicidade'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;As folhas por onde os meus olhos andam a passar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="Versão para imprimir" href="javascript:void" option="content&amp;task=view&amp;amp;amp;amp;id=5144&amp;pop=1&amp;amp;page=0'," status="no,toolbar=no,scrollbars=yes,titlebar=no,menubar=no,resizable=yes,width=640,height=480,directories=no,location=no');&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/arte%20simplicidade.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Arte da Simplicidade de&lt;a href="http://www.editorial-bizancio.pt/autores.php?id=222"&gt; Dominique&lt;/a&gt; Loreau da Editorial Bizâncio &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Num mundo de excessos, simplificar a vida é enriquecê-la. A sociedadede consumo e este mundo de excessos dizem o contrário? Não acredite! Instalada há muitos anos no Japão, Dominique Loreau está profundamente influenciada pelo modo de vida do seu país de adopção. Um modo de vida que assenta no princípio de que «menos é mais», aplicado a todos os domínios da vida do espiritual ao material. Depure o seu íntimo, esvazie os seus armários, abandone as compras compulsivas, coma mais frugalmente, cuide do seu corpo e da sua alma. Elegância, bem-estar e uma vida melhor: eis o que propõe a Arte da Simplicidade, inspirada nos filósofos orientais.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-116144285007190548?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/116144285007190548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=116144285007190548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/116144285007190548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/116144285007190548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2006/10/as-folhas-por-onde-os-meus-olhos-andam.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-115779508182758297</id><published>2006-09-09T10:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T10:44:41.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/04-09-2006%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje trago algumas novidades, em que tenho perdido&lt;br /&gt;alguns momentos dos meus fins de semana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com Tintas e Rabiscos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/04-09-2006%20032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;E entre rendas e fitas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/04-09-2006%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Depois aguardo as vossas opiniões ;)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-115779508182758297?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/115779508182758297/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=115779508182758297&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/115779508182758297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/115779508182758297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2006/09/hoje-trago-algumas-novidades-em-que.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-115618512451390447</id><published>2006-08-21T19:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T19:36:52.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/004??.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/004%3F%3F.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Olá olá pessoas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou partilhar convosco uma das melhores frases que já li nos ultimos tempos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Os pensamentos são o nosso Destino"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observem o que pensam durante todo o dia, sejam espectadores da vossa vida não se limitem a agir. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-115618512451390447?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/115618512451390447/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=115618512451390447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/115618512451390447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/115618512451390447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2006/08/ol-ol-pessoas-vou-partilhar-convosco.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-115476486359947654</id><published>2006-08-05T08:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T09:01:03.616+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/Will_you____by_7ofHearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/Will_you____by_7ofHearts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;Porque é que as pessoas gritam? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, um pensador indiano fez a seguinte&lt;br /&gt;pergunta a seus discípulos : "Porque é que as pessoas&lt;br /&gt;gritam quando estão aborrecidas ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gritamos porque perdemos a calma", disse um deles.&lt;br /&gt;"Mas, porquê gritar se a outra pessoa está ao seu lado ?",&lt;br /&gt;questionou novamente o pensador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bem, gritamos porque desejamos que a outra pessoa&lt;br /&gt;nos ouça", retrucou outro discípulo.&lt;br /&gt;E o mestre volta a perguntar :&lt;br /&gt;"Então não é possível falar-lhe em voz baixa ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Várias outras respostas surgiram, mas nenhuma&lt;br /&gt;convenceu o pensador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então ele esclareceu : "Vocês sabem porque se&lt;br /&gt;grita com uma pessoa quando se está aborrecido ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O facto é que, quando duas pessoas estão aborrecidas,&lt;br /&gt;os seus corações se afastam muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para cobrir esta distância precisam gritar para se puderem&lt;br /&gt;escutar mutuamente.&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais aborrecidas estiverem, mais forte terão que&lt;br /&gt;gritar para ouvir um ao outro, através da grande distância.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por outro lado, o que sucede quando duas pessoas estão&lt;br /&gt;apaixonadas? Elas não gritam. Falam suavemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E porquê ? Porque os seus corações estão muito perto.&lt;br /&gt;A distância entre elas é pequena. Às vezes estão tão&lt;br /&gt;próximos ps seus corações, que nem falam, somente&lt;br /&gt;sussurram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando o amor é mais intenso, não necessitam sequer&lt;br /&gt;sussurrar, apenas se olham, e basta.&lt;br /&gt;Os seus corações se entendem.&lt;br /&gt;É isso que acontece quando duas pessoas que se amam&lt;br /&gt;estão próximas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fim, o pensador conclui, dizendo : "Quando vocês&lt;br /&gt;discutirem, não deixem que seus corações se afastem,&lt;br /&gt;não digam palavras que os distanciem mais, pois&lt;br /&gt;chegará um dia em que a distância será tanta,&lt;br /&gt;que não encontrarão mais o caminho de volta".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mahatma Gandhi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-115476486359947654?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/115476486359947654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=115476486359947654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/115476486359947654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/115476486359947654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2006/08/porque-que-as-pessoas-gritam-um-dia-um.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-115417389494762645</id><published>2006-07-29T12:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T12:51:34.960+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/__End_of_the_world___by_thespatulaqueen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/__End_of_the_world___by_thespatulaqueen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Para reflexão neste fim de semana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perguntaram ao Dalai Lama,&lt;br /&gt;o que mais o surpreendia na humanidade?&lt;br /&gt;Ele respondeu...&lt;br /&gt;os homens... pois perdem a saúde para juntar dinheiro&lt;br /&gt;e depois perdem dinheiro para recuperar a saúde e&lt;br /&gt;também por pensarem ansiosamente no futuro,&lt;br /&gt;esquecem-se do presente de tal forma que acabam por não viver&lt;br /&gt;nem o presente nem o futuro...&lt;br /&gt;Sem falar que vivem como se nunca fossem morrer e&lt;br /&gt;acabam morrendo como se nunca tivessem vivido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-115417389494762645?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/115417389494762645/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=115417389494762645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/115417389494762645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/115417389494762645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2006/07/para-reflexo-neste-fim-de-semana.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-115296977537500796</id><published>2006-07-15T14:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T14:22:55.393+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/050605-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/050605-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Algumas gotas de sabedoria&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problemas e doenças são sinais de emergência para que possamos transformar as nossas vidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, problemas e doenças guardam muita semelhança entre si. Infelizmente, a maioria das pessoas, quando fica doente, cai num lamentável estado de prostração ou simplesmente toma remédios para tratar os sintomas em vez de fazer uma pausa para refletir sobre os avisos que essa doença lhe está a enviar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim como os problemas, os sintomas vão piorando na tentativa de fazer com que entenda o recado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se neste momento tem um problema que está a repetir-se na sua vida, chegou a hora de fazer uma análise do seu significado para poder superá-lo. E observe que, no momento em que superar o problema que o acompanha por algum tempo, uma nova pessoa nasce dentro de si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor desconhecido&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-115296977537500796?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/115296977537500796/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=115296977537500796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/115296977537500796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/115296977537500796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2006/07/algumas-gotas-de-sabedoria-problemas-e.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-115237131386129548</id><published>2006-07-08T16:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T16:08:33.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/__strawberry___by_lolita_art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/__strawberry___by_lolita_art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;SOPA GELADA DE FRUTAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INGREDIENTES:&lt;br /&gt;7 pêssegos grandes maduros (aproximadamente 1 Kg)&lt;br /&gt;2 colheres (sopa) de sumo de limão&lt;br /&gt;1 xícara (240 ml) de sumo de laranja&lt;br /&gt;1 copo (200 g) de iogurte natural desnatado&lt;br /&gt;1 colher (sopa) de mel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para decorar:6 morangos médios cortados em fatias finas&lt;br /&gt;1 laranja pequena (100 g) sem sementes e sem película branca cortada em gomos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREPARAÇÃO:&lt;br /&gt;Retire a pele e os caroços dos pêssegos.&lt;br /&gt;Leve-os ao liquidificador junto com o suco de limão até obter um purê.&lt;br /&gt;Acrescente o suco de laranja, o iogurte e o mel, misturando bem.&lt;br /&gt;Coloque em uma tigela, cubra com filme plástico e leve à geladeira por 1 hora.&lt;br /&gt;Sirva decorando com as fatias de morango e os gomos de laranja. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-115237131386129548?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/115237131386129548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=115237131386129548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/115237131386129548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/115237131386129548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2006/07/sopa-gelada-de-frutas-ingredientes-7.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-114734660355219443</id><published>2006-05-11T12:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T12:23:23.563+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/staff44.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/staff44.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;OS CRISTAIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O cristal armazena todas as vibrações ao seu redor, e estas podem vir&lt;br /&gt;das mais variadas fontes: som, luz, contacto físico, pensamento, emoção, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Essas vibrações serão amplificadas e podem afetar tudo que entrar em contato&lt;br /&gt;com o cristal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, a primeira coisa a fazer, quando serecebe ou adquire um&lt;br /&gt;cristal, é remover toda a influência indesejada armazenada nele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIMPEZA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Método do Sal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este é o método mais conhecido e utilizado.&lt;br /&gt;Lave o cristal e deixe-o imerso num recipiente de vidro, transparente e incolor, com água e sal marinho. Deixe-o por um período de um a sete dias, à luz do sol. Retire-o da água quando notar que ele está mais brilhante, ou quando perceber intuitivamente que ele está limpo. Jogue fora a água. Não beba esta água, nem a deite nas suas plantas.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-114734660355219443?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/114734660355219443/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=114734660355219443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/114734660355219443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/114734660355219443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2006/05/os-cristais-o-cristal-armazena-todas.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-113908864409867762</id><published>2006-02-04T20:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-08T17:19:43.073+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweet-veronica-stickers.splinder.com" _fcksavedurl="http://sweet-veronica-stickers.splinder.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i120/Zyughi/Sirena.gif" _fcksavedurl="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i120/Zyughi/Sirena.gif" alt="*Sweet.Veronica.Stickers*" border="0" GALLERYIMG="yes"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica um pensamento para o fim de semana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seja alegre, conserve para cima os cantos da boca.&lt;br /&gt;Semeie o riso por toda parte, cultive a alegria contagiante e  deixe-se contaminar pelo bom humor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Autor desconhecido)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-113908864409867762?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/113908864409867762/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=113908864409867762&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113908864409867762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113908864409867762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2006/02/oi-aqui-fica-um-pensamento-para-o-fim.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-113620272258330540</id><published>2006-01-02T11:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-02T11:54:46.846Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oii &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria desejar a todos os visitantes do meu blog UM SALTO MARAVILHOSO para 2006!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E lembrar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;que o que parece ser o salto no abismo pode tornar-se um vôo maravilhoso!!!&lt;br /&gt;Confie no horizonte amplo,no vôo e confie nas suas asas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;Deixo aqui um poema para celebrar este novo ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/_____Reach_for_a_star_______by_thespatulaqueen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/_____Reach_for_a_star_______by_thespatulaqueen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segurar uma estrela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este ano eu quero...&lt;br /&gt;Quero que...&lt;br /&gt;este ano eu quero...&lt;br /&gt;ah, o que eu quero...&lt;br /&gt;quero a vida melhor que a de sempre&lt;br /&gt;quero acordar achando que é possivel ter...&lt;br /&gt;quero a paz das crianças que brincam&lt;br /&gt;e não somente as que estão dormir.&lt;br /&gt;Este ano eu quero...&lt;br /&gt;ah, o que eu quero...&lt;br /&gt;queria pensar como o zen&lt;br /&gt;e viver apenas por viver&lt;br /&gt;sem ter que pensar no principio da existencia&lt;br /&gt;queria acreditar que a felicidade é possivel&lt;br /&gt;e que a paz reina nos quatro cantos do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas...&lt;br /&gt;Este ano eu quero um sonho&lt;br /&gt;este ano eu quero&lt;br /&gt;ah, o que eu quero&lt;br /&gt;eu quero o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;quero segurar uma estrela&lt;br /&gt;fazê-la brilhar por 365 dias&lt;br /&gt;ou muito mais&lt;br /&gt;e que essa estrela ilumine o mundo&lt;br /&gt;como um segundo sol&lt;br /&gt;um sol apenas de coisas boas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por: Fatima Dannemann &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-113620272258330540?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/113620272258330540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=113620272258330540&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113620272258330540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113620272258330540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2006/01/oii-queria-desejar-todos-os-visitantes.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-113562329149487196</id><published>2005-12-26T18:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-26T18:54:51.516Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/The_mermaid_s_sadness_by_heise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/The_mermaid_s_sadness_by_heise.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Vazia é a vida sem amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      O Amor é a agua da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Beba-a até o fim com o Coração e a Alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 RUMI &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-113562329149487196?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/113562329149487196/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=113562329149487196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113562329149487196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113562329149487196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/12/vazia-vida-sem-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-113372028065988334</id><published>2005-12-04T17:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-04T18:18:00.846Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/Studiostella_margherite.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/Studiostella_margherite.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Introdução ao Reiki&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rei" é a Sabedoria Universal, Fonte Inicial, Deus/Deusa, Criador, Chama, Buda, Tupã, Cristo, Todo, a ENERGIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ki" significa Energia Vital, que os chineses chamam de Chi, os egípcios denominavam Ka, os gregos Pneuma, os hindus Prana, os judeus Nefesh, os russos de Bioenergia, os alquimista de Fluido da Vida e os cristãos de Espírito Santo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acredita-se que, no ano de 1822, na cidade de Kyoto, Japão, Mikao Usui, um monge budista, iniciou uma busca de 28 anos. Durante essa busca ele redescobriu como Buda e Jesus curavam.Buda possuía o dom da cura por meio da canalização da Energia Vital Universal e do toque humano. Mikao Usui iniciou a sua jornada visitando vários mosteiros budistas e perguntando aos monges se eram capazes de executar os milagres que Buda tinha realizado. Se eram capazes de curar o corpo físico. Mas os budistas concentravam-se no espírito e não no corpo. Achavam que o corpo físico e o espírito eram separados, e que o espirito é que precisava de ser curado. A cura do corpo deixavam para os médicos.&lt;br /&gt;Cada civilização ou crença tem conhecimento desta fonte natural e infinita de energia que está presente no Universo e em cada ser vivente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é ligada a qualquer sistema de crenças, religião ou filosofia e não depende de fé.É uma técnica simples, aplicada com as mãos, que pode ser utilizada no dia a dia e produz profundo relaxamento e energização de forma imediata, porque ela age sobre as glândulas, orgãos internos, plexos nervosos e energético(chakras)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que trata um doente nunca utiliza sua própria energia nem se contamina com as energias negativas do receptor, serve como canal e nada mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não importa se acredita ou não em Reiki, poderá desfrutar dos seus efeitos positivos desde a primeira secção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O Reiki ajudará:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALIVIAR/REDUZIR: ansiedade, depressão, cansaço físico e mental, stress, sentimentos de culpa, ressentimentos, raiva, desejo de vingança, dúvidas, medos, confusão mental ou dispersão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMPLIAR A CAPACIDADE DE: Ver claramente o passado, presente e futuro. Reconhecer e aprender com os erros, usar a intuição, concentração, descanso, sono profundo, boa memória, agudeza de pensamento e visão, auto defesa, atenção focalizada, relaxamento, confiança em si mesmo, criatividade, compreensão, produtividade e sobretudo paz espiritual e reposição de energia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-113372028065988334?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/113372028065988334/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=113372028065988334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113372028065988334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113372028065988334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/12/introduo-ao-reiki-rei-sabedoria.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-113295082318627535</id><published>2005-11-25T19:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-25T20:33:43.216Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/Desert_emperor__by_heise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/Desert_emperor__by_heise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descubra a sua coragem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pratique este exercicio por uma semana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFIRMAÇÃO MATINAL "coragem é a capacidade de reconhecer o medo e ainda assim seguir em frente."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTIONE "que coração não teme mudanças, desafios e riscos?" Faça uma lista das coisas que gostaria de fazer mas que não tem coragem. Reveja cada uma delas e procure aceitar os medos que elas provocam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIÁRIO NOTURNO escreva ou medite como tem sido pensar sobre a coragem como uma superação saudável do medo. Aceitar os seus receios e trabalhá-los conscientemente tem o (a)aproximado dos seus objetivos?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-113295082318627535?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/113295082318627535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=113295082318627535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113295082318627535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113295082318627535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/11/descubra-sua-coragem-pratique-este.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-113268717030253598</id><published>2005-11-22T19:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-22T19:23:12.086Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/White_clothing_by_heise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/White_clothing_by_heise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao contrário do que muitos pensam, meditar não é uma actividade complexa, que exige uma iniciação específica. Consiste basicamente em esvaziar a mente e isso pode ser feito a qualquer hora e em qualquer lugar. Repetir várias vezes um mantra, por exemplo, ou repousar os olhos em algum ponto fixo por alguns minutos, é o suficiente para afastar os pensamentos e colocar-se em estado meditativo. Antes de começar a prática, sente-se numa posição confortável e tome atenção ao ritmo da respiração - inspirando profundamente o ar pelo nariz e expirando-o pela boca lentamente. Aqui vão algumas técnicas para quem quiser experimentar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medite com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;a imagem do sol &lt;/b&gt;visualize a jornada do sol desde a aurora até o amanhecer. Metáfora da existência, esta imagem serve para tomar consciência do eterno ciclo de renovação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;b&gt; o símbolo ying-yang &lt;/b&gt;a imagem taoísta tem uma simetria que sugere interacção entre dois pares de opostos. Use a idéia de harmonia entre opostos para meditar sobre relacionamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;b&gt;uma flor &lt;/b&gt;contemple-a por alguns instantes sem tentar dar sentido ao que vê. Deixe que as formas, linhas e cores penetrem no inconsciente, tornando os seus pensamentos serenos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por hoje é só... beijinhos&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-113268717030253598?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/113268717030253598/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=113268717030253598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113268717030253598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113268717030253598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/11/meditao-ao-contrrio-do-que-muitos.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-113251405645249079</id><published>2005-11-20T18:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-20T19:14:16.486Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/__m_o_r_n_i_n_g___a_f_t_e_r___by_porno_graffitti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/__m_o_r_n_i_n_g___a_f_t_e_r___by_porno_graffitti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vem.&lt;br /&gt;Conversemos através da alma.&lt;br /&gt;Revelemos o que é secreto aos olhos e ouvidos.&lt;br /&gt;Sem exibir os dentes, sorri comigo, como um&lt;br /&gt;botão de rosa.&lt;br /&gt;Entendamos-nos pelos pensamentos,&lt;br /&gt;sem língua, sem lábios.&lt;br /&gt;Sem abrir a boca, contemo-nos todos os&lt;br /&gt;segredos do mundo, como faria o intelecto divino.&lt;br /&gt;Fujamos dos incrédulos que só são capazes de&lt;br /&gt;entender se escutam palavras e veêm rostos.&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém fala para si mesmo em voz alta.&lt;br /&gt;Já que todos somos um, falemos desse&lt;br /&gt;outro modo.&lt;br /&gt;Como podes dizer à tua mão : "toca",&lt;br /&gt;se todas as mãos são uma?&lt;br /&gt;Vem, conversemos assim.&lt;br /&gt;Os pés e as mãos conhecem o&lt;br /&gt;desejo da alma.&lt;br /&gt;Fecha pois a boca e conversemos&lt;br /&gt;através da alma.&lt;br /&gt;Só a alma conhece o destino de tudo,&lt;br /&gt;passo a passo.&lt;br /&gt;Vem, se te interessas, posso mostrar-te."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jalaluddin Rumi)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-113251405645249079?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/113251405645249079/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=113251405645249079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113251405645249079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113251405645249079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/11/vem.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-113199734798536282</id><published>2005-11-14T19:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-14T19:42:27.996Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/Kensington_by_Milosflaca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/Kensington_by_Milosflaca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prometa a si mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ser tão forte que nada poderá perturbar a sua paz de espírito.&lt;br /&gt;2. Falar de saúde, felicidade e prosperidade a cada pessoa&lt;br /&gt;que encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;3. Fazer todos os seus amigos sentirem que há algo de valor neles.&lt;br /&gt;4. Olhar para o lado bom de tudo, e fazer com que seu otimismo&lt;br /&gt;se torne realidade.&lt;br /&gt;5. Pensar apenas no melhor, trabalhar apenas para o melhor,&lt;br /&gt;e esperar o melhor.&lt;br /&gt;6. Ser tão entusiasmado pelo sucesso dos outros quanto é pelo seu.&lt;br /&gt;Esquecer os erros do passado, e se empenhar por&lt;br /&gt;maiores realizações no futuro.&lt;br /&gt;7. Exibir uma expressão jovial em toda as ocasiões, e oferecer&lt;br /&gt;um sorriso a cada criatura viva que encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;8. Dispensar tanto tempo à melhoria de si mesmo que não&lt;br /&gt;terás tempo para criticar os outros.&lt;br /&gt;9. Ser grande demais para se preocupar, nobre demais para&lt;br /&gt;se irritar, forte demais para ter medo, e feliz demais para&lt;br /&gt;permitir a presença de problemas.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-113199734798536282?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/113199734798536282/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=113199734798536282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113199734798536282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113199734798536282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/11/prometa-si-mesmo.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-113174044277208061</id><published>2005-11-11T20:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-11T20:23:13.766Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/Infinity_in_a_feather_by_celesse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/Infinity_in_a_feather_by_celesse.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o que é o Karma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É conseqüência da lei da acção e reação, de causa e efeito; uma das leis básicas da vida. É a resposta que a vida dá às atitudes de cada um. Enquanto continuar a manter as mesmas crenças (acções), certos acontecimentos (reacções) continuarão a repetir-se na sua vida. Nunca é demais frisar que Karma não é o castigo de quem errou no passado, mas sim o preço da resistência em mudar, é a reprodução - às vezes durante séculos - de idéias e crenças que você já teria condições de modificar, mas que ainda insiste em preservar. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-113174044277208061?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/113174044277208061/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=113174044277208061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113174044277208061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113174044277208061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/11/e-o-que-o-karma-conseqncia-da-lei-da.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-113085990350925907</id><published>2005-11-01T15:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-01T15:47:39.750Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/dhf_devingel.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolução Espiritual&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estava á pouco a ler um artigo com o titulo: "O que é a Evolução Espiritual?"&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de artigos que nos fazem voar pelo nosso interior á procura de respostas e ao colocar-me esta mesma pergunta,  cheguei á conclusão que para mim essa evolução é crescer, é entrar em contacto com a minha criança interior e não desistir nunca de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei muito dos concelhos que o autor Mauro Kwitko deu aos seus leitores principalmente a sua ultima frase:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Evolução espiritual tem a ver com a melhoria da nossa miopia espiritual e os óculos são o discernimento, o conhecimento e a limpeza dos nossos sentimentos. Precisamos todos de mais coração e menos mente, mais afeto, menos intelectualismo, mais carinho, menos correria, mais natureza, menos TV, mais paisagem, menos computador, mais música para o Espírito, menos para as pernas, mais lealdade, menos interesse, mais contato físico, menos chats, mais olho no olho, menos digitação."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica aqui estas sugestões, um óptimo feriado.&lt;br /&gt;Bem Haja!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-113085990350925907?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/113085990350925907/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=113085990350925907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113085990350925907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/113085990350925907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/11/evoluo-espiritual-estava-pouco-ler-um.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112998377974032159</id><published>2005-10-22T13:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T13:22:59.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/dhf_bowser.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/dhf_bowser.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORAÇÃO CELTA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que jamais, em tempo algum, o teu coração acalante ódio.&lt;br /&gt;Que o canto da maturidade jamais asfixie a tua criança&lt;br /&gt;interior.&lt;br /&gt;Que o teu sorriso seja sempre verdadeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Que as perdas do teu caminho sejam sempre encaradas como&lt;br /&gt;lições de vida.&lt;br /&gt;Que a musica seja tua companheira de momentos secretos&lt;br /&gt;contigo mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Que os teus momentos de amor contenham a magia de tua alma&lt;br /&gt;eterna em cada beijo.&lt;br /&gt;Que os teus olhos sejam dois sóis olhando a luz da vida em&lt;br /&gt;cada amanhecer.&lt;br /&gt;Que cada dia seja um novo recomeço, onde tua alma dance&lt;br /&gt;na luz.&lt;br /&gt;Que em cada passo teu fiquem marcas luminosas de tua&lt;br /&gt;passagem em cada coração.&lt;br /&gt;Que em cada amigo o teu coração faça festa, que celebre o&lt;br /&gt;canto da amizade profunda que liga as almas afins.&lt;br /&gt;Que em teus momentos de solidão e cansaço, esteja sempre&lt;br /&gt;presente em teu coração a lembrança de que tudo passa e se&lt;br /&gt;transforma, quando a alma é grande e generosa.&lt;br /&gt;Que o teu coração voe contente nas asas da espiritualidade&lt;br /&gt;consciente, para que tu percebas a ternura invisível,&lt;br /&gt;tocando o centro do teu ser eterno.&lt;br /&gt;Que um suave acalanto te acompanhe, na terra ou no espaço,&lt;br /&gt;e por onde quer que o imanente invisível leve o teu viver.&lt;br /&gt;Que o teu coração sinta a presença secreta do inefável!&lt;br /&gt;Que os teus pensamentos e os teus amores, o teu viver e a&lt;br /&gt;tua passagem pela vida,sejam sempre abençoados por aquele&lt;br /&gt;amor que ama sem nome.&lt;br /&gt;Aquele amor que não se explica, só se sente.&lt;br /&gt;Que esse amor seja o teu acalanto secreto, viajando&lt;br /&gt;eternamente no centro do teu ser.&lt;br /&gt;Que este amor transforme os teus dramas em luz, a tua&lt;br /&gt;tristeza em celebração, e os teus passos cansados em&lt;br /&gt;alegres passos de dança renovadora.&lt;br /&gt;Que jamais, em tempo algum, tu esqueças da Presença que&lt;br /&gt;está em ti e em todos os seres.&lt;br /&gt;Que o teu viver seja pleno de Paz e Luz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;[desconheço a autoria]&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112998377974032159?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112998377974032159/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112998377974032159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112998377974032159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112998377974032159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/10/orao-celta-que-jamais-em-tempo-algum-o.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112878267364545551</id><published>2005-10-08T15:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T15:50:42.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que é Feng Shui?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/cy-mini5-1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Feng Shui é a antiga arte chinesa de criar ambientes harmoniosos. Originou-se há cerca de 5.000 anos, nas planícies agrícolas da China Antiga. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;O seu desenvolvimento vem sendo desde então, aumentado e evoluído, chegando aos dias de hoje, como uma disciplina capaz de nos oferecer um sistema completo, nos ligando intimamente à natureza e ao Cósmico. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Os seus diagnósticos e resoluções são capazes de resolver quase todos os problemas que envolvem uma casa e as pessoas que moram nela. São adaptados ao moderno estilo de vida, levando-nos a entender e compreender uma sabedoria muito profunda que nos ensina a "viver em harmonia com a natureza". &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Em outras palavras, o Feng Shui é uma antiga arte chinesa que visa a harmonizar os ambientes em que as pessoas vivem e trabalham, conseguindo-se assim, uma vida mais feliz e cheia de Bênçãos Cósmicas. Suas leis e princípios foram desenvolvidas através dos séculos e transmitidas oralmente de Mestre para discípulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divirtam-se a fazer feng Shui nas vossas casas!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suvinil.com.br/faca_voce/feng_shui/pessoal/feng_shui_pessoal_pop.asp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112878267364545551?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112878267364545551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112878267364545551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112878267364545551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112878267364545551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/10/o-que-feng-shui-o-feng-shui-antiga.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112825703406915729</id><published>2005-10-02T13:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T13:43:54.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/fee_chocolat.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/fee_chocolat.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oiii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje passamos para o segundo pecado capital da serie de sete.E o escolhido foi a &lt;strong&gt;GULA&lt;/strong&gt;. Este sim é um pecado que se deve ter muita atenção, pois gera não só doenças, como insegurança e baixa auto-estima recomendo então um exercicio recomendado para todos aqueles que practicam este pecado no seu dia-a-dia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Gula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gula no sentido do pecado não deve estar somente ligada à comida. Devemos englobar também a ansiedade, a voracidade, o ato de devorar tudo que vemos pela frente.&lt;br /&gt;Podemos ligar também ao fanatismo, à nossa mania de criar ídolos e adora-los, seja este ídolo uma caixa de chocolate ou um ator de TV. O sentido simbólico da gula pode ser aplicado também ao exagero do culto à forma e do querer mais, mais, mais. É a busca intoxicante, no mundo dos homens, da "obsessiva perfeição".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXERCICIO PARA A MODERAÇÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentado, olhos fechados, expire 3 vezes lentamente e veja à sua frente a gula como sendo uma enorme boca aberta onde arde um fogo, como se fosse um forno de pizza.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine-se jogando para dentro desta boca tudo aquilo que simboliza a gula para você. Queime tudo até virar pó. Apague o fogo, retire as cinzas e sopre-as ao vento. Então feche a grande boca, afaste-a da sua frente pelo lado esquerdo, expire e abra os olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Faça todas as manhãs por 21 dias. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um bom domingo para todos!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112825703406915729?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112825703406915729/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112825703406915729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112825703406915729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112825703406915729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/10/oiii-hoje-passamos-para-o-segundo.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112810399132930123</id><published>2005-09-30T19:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T19:13:11.336+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/happybdaycakeff_bybritt_7_22_2005.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/happybdaycakeff_bybritt_7_22_2005.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Uma boa receita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Família (é aqui que tudo começa)&lt;br /&gt;Amigos (nunca deixe faltar)&lt;br /&gt;Raiva (se existir que seja pouca)&lt;br /&gt;Desespero (pra quê)&lt;br /&gt;Paciência (a maior possível)&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas (enxugue todas)&lt;br /&gt;Sorrisos (os mais variados)&lt;br /&gt;Paz (em grande quantidade)&lt;br /&gt;Perdão (à vontade)&lt;br /&gt;Desafetos (se possível nenhum)&lt;br /&gt;Esperança (não perca jamais)&lt;br /&gt;Coração (quanto maior, melhor)&lt;br /&gt;Amor (pode abusar)&lt;br /&gt;Carinho (essencial)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modo de preparar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reúna a sua família e os seus amigos.&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça os momentos de raiva e desespero passados.&lt;br /&gt;Se precisar use toda sua paciência.&lt;br /&gt;Enxugue as lágrimas e  substitua-as por sorrisos.&lt;br /&gt;Junte a paz e o perdão e ofereça aos seus desafetos.&lt;br /&gt;Deixe a esperança crescer no seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre os ingredientes da vida são bons,portanto saiba misturar todos os temperos que ela oferece,e faça dela um prato de raro sabor. Deste modo, prepare sua melhor receita de vida e nunca economize o amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muita Paz!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112810399132930123?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112810399132930123/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112810399132930123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112810399132930123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112810399132930123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/09/uma-boa-receita-famlia-aqui-que-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112784400641529733</id><published>2005-09-27T18:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T19:00:06.423+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Oiii!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/16_.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/16_.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou começar hoje com uma sequencia de exercicios para controlar e libertarmo-nos dos 7 pecados capitais e hoje o pecado escolhido è...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A AVAREZA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reter tudo nas mãos, controlar tudo e todos, contabilizar cada centimo que se deu (em dinheiro ou emoção). Deixar de viver o hoje por medo do amanhã. Apego, insegurança, sofrimento. É isso que o avarento recebe por seus atos de mesquinharia afetiva. Pelo abraço que negou ao amigo que precisava tanto, pela palavra que deixou de dizer num momento importante. Por medo de não ter,  o avarento não dá nada, interrompendo o fluxo de energia do universo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercicio para Fluxo de Energia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se este for o seu caso livre-se disso. Sentado (a) , olhos fechados, respire três vezes calmamente e veja suas mãos fechadas, punhos cerrados, rosto contraído.Veja o apego e a infelicidade representado nesta imagem.&lt;br /&gt;Agora, respire uma vez e abra as mãos e veja uma luz infinita sair de dentro dela e se espalhar pelo mundo. Então respire e abra os olhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por hoje é só xau,xau!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112784400641529733?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112784400641529733/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112784400641529733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112784400641529733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112784400641529733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/09/oiii-vou-comear-hoje-com-uma-sequencia.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112775718853065625</id><published>2005-09-26T18:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T18:53:09.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;oláaaa visitas !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou postar umas palavras do Khalil Gibran se puderem leiam os seus escritos, pois vão ficar imprecionados pelas suas palavras, faz lembrar as poesias sufis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/twin_dolls1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Quando o amor vos chamar, segui-o,&lt;br /&gt;Embora seus caminhos sejam agrestes e escarpados;&lt;br /&gt;E quando ele vos envolver com as suas asas,&lt;br /&gt;cedei-lhe,&lt;br /&gt;Embora a espada oculta na sua plumagem possa ferir-vos;&lt;br /&gt;E quando ele vos falar, acreditai nele,&lt;br /&gt;Embora sua voz possa despedaçar vossos sonhos&lt;br /&gt;como o vento devasta o jardim.&lt;br /&gt;... E da mesma forma que ele sobe à vossa altura e&lt;br /&gt;acaricia vossos ramos mais tenros que se embalam ao sol,&lt;br /&gt;Assim também desce até vossas raízes e as sacode no seu apego à terra,&lt;br /&gt;Como feixes de trigo,&lt;br /&gt;ele vos aperta junto ao seu coração,&lt;br /&gt;Ele vos debulha para libertar-vos das palhas,&lt;br /&gt;Ele vos mói até a extrema brancura,&lt;br /&gt;Ele vos amassa até que vos torneis maleáveis,&lt;br /&gt;...Todas essas coisas,&lt;br /&gt;o amor operará em vós para que conheçais os segredos de vossos corações e,&lt;br /&gt;com esse conhecimento,&lt;br /&gt;vos convertais no pão místico do banquete divino.&lt;br /&gt;... O amor nada dá senão de si próprio e nada recebe senão de si próprio,&lt;br /&gt;O amor não possui e não se deixa possuir,&lt;br /&gt;Pois o amor basta-se a si mesmo,&lt;br /&gt;... E não imagineis que possais dirigir o curso do amor,&lt;br /&gt;pois o amor,&lt;br /&gt;se vos achar dignos,&lt;br /&gt;determinará ele próprio o vosso curso”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonte: Khalil Gibran – do livro “O Profeta”.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112775718853065625?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112775718853065625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112775718853065625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112775718853065625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112775718853065625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/09/olaaa-visitas-vou-postar-umas-palavras.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112757257317375657</id><published>2005-09-24T15:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T18:25:49.376+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Oi povo visitante! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/Aurea_by_Vhea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de estar uns dias ausente, voltei para colocar algo que tenho andado a estudar ultimamente e queria deixar aqui algumas palavras do Osho que tem iluminado muitas mentes com as suas palavras sensatas. Mas quero aqui deixar claro que não acredito em gurus. Pois considero que cada um se deve reger pela sua própria razão e discernimento. Contudo devemos sempre ouvir outras opiniões. Quem sabe se em algumas palavras não está algo que nos faz meditar e andar para a frente na nossa vida? E assim lutar pelo que desejamos?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você sabe quem é, do que precisa e como deve agir para alcançar a felicidade?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para saber quem somos verdadeiramente, devemos começar a questionar-nos até que ponto vivemos em sintonia com o desejo da nossa alma, ou se estamos apenas seguindo um caminho que outros traçaram para nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visão de Auto-conhecimento de Osho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“... Você tem dois centros. Um centro com o qual você vem, que lhe é dado pela própria existência. Esse é o eu.&lt;br /&gt;E o outro centro, que é criado pela sociedade - o ego. Esse é algo falso - é um grande truque. Através do ego a sociedade está controlando você. Você tem que se comportar de uma certa maneira, porque somente assim a sociedade irá apreciá-lo&lt;br /&gt;.... Tente entendê-lo o mais profundamente possível, porque ele tem que ser jogado fora. E a não ser que você o jogue fora, nunca será capaz de alcançar o eu. Por estar viciado no falso centro, você não pode se mover, e você não pode olhar para o eu.&lt;br /&gt;... Temos que passar através do caos antes de atingir o centro verdadeiro. E se você for ousado, o período será curto. Se você for medroso e novamente cair no ego, e novamente começar a ajeitá-lo, então, o período pode ser muito, muito longo; muitas vidas podem ser desperdiçadas......&lt;br /&gt;Mas se você for corajoso e não voltar para trás, se você não voltar a cair no ego, mas for sempre em frente, existe um centro oculto dentro de você, um centro que você tem carregado por muitas vidas. Esse centro é a sua alma, o eu.&lt;br /&gt;.... O ego é o inferno. Sempre que você estiver sofrendo, tente simplesmente observar e analisar, e você descobrirá que, em algum lugar, o ego é a causa do sofrimento.&lt;br /&gt;... E assim as pessoas se tornam dependentes, umas das outras. É uma profunda escravidão. O ego tem que ser um escravo. Ele depende dos outros. E somente uma pessoa que não tenha ego é, pela primeira vez, um mestre; ele deixa de ser um escravo.Tente entender isso. E comece a procurar o ego - não nos outros, isso não é da sua conta, mas em você. Toda vez que se sentir infeliz, imediatamente feche os olhos e tente descobrir de onde a infelicidade está vindo, e você sempre descobrirá que o falso centro entrou em choque com alguém.Você esperava algo e isso não aconteceu. Você espera algo e justamente o contrário aconteceu - seu ego fica estremecido, você fica infeliz.&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente olhe, sempre que estiver infeliz, tente descobrir a razão.As causas não estão fora de você.A causa básica está dentro de você - mas você sempre olha para fora, você sempre pergunta: 'Quem está me tornando infeliz’? 'Quem está causando a minha raiva’? 'Quem está causando a minha angústia’?Se você olhar para fora, você não perceberá. Simplesmente feche os olhos e sempre olhe para dentro. A origem de toda a infelicidade, da raiva e da angústia, está oculta dentro de você, é o seu ego.&lt;br /&gt;... Todo o caminho em direção ao divino, ao supremo, tem que passar através desse território do ego. O falso tem que ser entendido como falso. A origem da miséria tem que ser entendida como a origem da miséria - então ela simplesmente desaparece.&lt;br /&gt;... É difícil ver o próprio ego. É muito fácil ver o ego nos outros. Mas esse não é o ponto, você não os pode ajudar.Tente ver o seu próprio ego. Simplesmente o observe.Não tenha pressa em abandoná-lo, simplesmente o observe. Quanto mais você observa, mais capaz você se torna. De repente, um dia, você simplesmente percebe que ele desapareceu. E quando ele desaparece por si mesmo, somente então ele realmente desaparece. Porque não existe outra maneira. Você não pode abandoná-lo antes do tempo. Ele cai exatamente como uma folha seca.&lt;br /&gt;Quando você tiver amadurecido através da compreensão, da consciência, e tiver sentido com totalidade que o ego é a causa de toda a sua infelicidade, um dia você simplesmente vê a folha seca caindo... e então o verdadeiro centro surge.E esse centro verdadeiro é a alma, o eu, o deus, a verdade, ou como quiser chamá-lo”... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fonte:&lt;/strong&gt;OSHO, Além das Fronteiras da Mente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112757257317375657?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112757257317375657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112757257317375657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112757257317375657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112757257317375657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/09/oi-povo-visitante-depois-de-estar-uns.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112637188685638976</id><published>2005-09-10T17:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T18:04:46.860+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/ep_doll_gold_01a.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/ep_doll_gold_01a.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;AUTO-ESTIMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se um dia alguém fizer com que se quebre a visão bonita que você tem de si, com muita paciência e amor reconstrua-a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim como o artesão recupera a sua peça mais valiosa que caiu no chão, sem duvidar de que aquela é a tarefa mais importante, você é a sua criação mais valiosa. Não olhe para trás. Não olhe para os lados.&lt;br /&gt;Olhe somente para dentro, para bem dentro de si e faça dali o seu lugar de descanso, conforto e recomposição. Crie este universo agradável para si e seja feliz. O mundo agradecerá o seu trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(autor desconhecido)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112637188685638976?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112637188685638976/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112637188685638976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112637188685638976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112637188685638976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/09/auto-estima-se-um-dia-algum-fizer-com.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112629096882187292</id><published>2005-09-09T19:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T19:36:08.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Oi Visitantes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje deixo aqui umas palavras que achei fantásticas do Paramahansa Yogananda, Xana espero que as leias e te digam algo porque em mim fez-se luz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/Ice_Guardian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Para sondar os mistérios da vida, franqueie os portais do silêncio e medite profundamente. Gradualmente, você alcançará o reino da Verdade. Não se inquiete, levando a vida a sério demais. Agitado ou calmo que seja o homem, a vida prosseguirá, permanentemente, em seu próprio e estranho curso. Preocupação, medo e desânimo só aumentam o peso da carga diária. Jovialidade, otimismo e força de vontade produzem a solução dos problemas. Desse modo, a melhor maneira de se viver é levar a vida como um jogo cósmico, com seus inevitáveis contrastes de derrota e vitória. Divirta-se com os desafios, como faria em um jogo, independentemente de ser, no momento, vencedor ou vencido. A vida continua brincando com os seres humanos, indiferente a quaisquer condições que os mortais estabeleçam. Verdadeiramente sábios são aqueles que, por meio da Auto-Realização , compreenderam, com a intuição da Alma, as regras inexoráveis do jogo cósmico."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraído do livro "O Vinho do Místico" de Paramahansa Yogananda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo a todos um belissimo fim de semana.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112629096882187292?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112629096882187292/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112629096882187292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112629096882187292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112629096882187292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/09/oi-visitantes-hoje-deixo-aqui-umas.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112551121783463409</id><published>2005-08-31T18:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T19:00:17.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/tomonica.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/tomonica.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria deixar uma sugestão de leitura a todos voçes, foi um dos livros que li neste ano. E que gostei muito, apesar de ser uma história muito simples possui uma grande profundidade nas mensagens que passa ao seu leitor, podendo mudar o modo de estar na vida de qualquer um que percorra aquelas páginas com o seu olhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/quemmexeuqueijo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/quemmexeuqueijo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"QUEM MEXEU NO MEU QUEIJO?" - Spencer Johnson &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como Lidar com a Mudança no seu Trabalho e na sua Vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinopse: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Através de uma fábula simples e criativa, Quem Mexeu No Meu Queijo? ensina-nos que tudo muda e que as fórmulas que foram úteis em dado momento podem tornar-se obsoletas, ajudando-nos a compreender um mundo em constante mudança num ritmo cada vez mais acelerado. De facto, trata-se de um curso rápido de adaptação à mudança em todos os âmbitos da existência, que tem sido muito utilizado em seminários e acções de formação em grandes e pequenas empresas, e que pode servir para lançar uma nova luz sobre qualquer problema. Mais de dois anos no top de vendas nos Estados Unidos, no Brasil e em Espanha, tornaram esta obra um verdadeiro fenómeno editorial. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Boa leitura!!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/lilgirl3_happy1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/lilgirl3_happy1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112551121783463409?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112551121783463409/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112551121783463409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112551121783463409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112551121783463409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/08/ol-queria-deixar-uma-sugesto-de.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112534419251449013</id><published>2005-08-29T20:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T20:47:05.443+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oi pessoal visitante!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro que tudo quero agradeçer á Marta pela mensagem fofa que deixou no mural dos recados: Martita graças a ti tenho crescido muito, muito! És a minha guru profissional, Obrigado por tudo!!!! Tu és uma mulher PODEROSA e nunca te esqueças disso. Beijokits!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois queria agradeçer á miuda mais jovem que eu já conheçi a espectular Julia: Obrigado pela energia que me passas no dia a dia, és um exemplo de como uma mulher deve ser: livre, leve e solta!!!beijocas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje deixo um momento de poesia, esta grande arte de deixar a nu o que nos vai na imensidão da alma para um papel em branco, vazio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/dhf_muses.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/dhf_muses.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escrevo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo o que a alma evasa&lt;br /&gt;e o coração chora&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo momentos&lt;br /&gt;esperanças, sentimentos...&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo mas poetisa não sou&lt;br /&gt;Vivo com medo&lt;br /&gt;Medo do ridículo&lt;br /&gt;Medo da solidão&lt;br /&gt;Medo de ter medo...&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo&lt;br /&gt;o que o pensamento guia&lt;br /&gt;em segundos, minutos&lt;br /&gt;à porfia de um esquecimento&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo&lt;br /&gt;tudo o que me arrepia&lt;br /&gt;e alimenta a minha sede&lt;br /&gt;de um dia&lt;br /&gt;ser livre, sem medo&lt;br /&gt;ser uma criança&lt;br /&gt;que chora e ri&lt;br /&gt;e abarca o mundo&lt;br /&gt;num só abraço...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Angel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraido do site: Escrevo &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112534419251449013?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112534419251449013/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112534419251449013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112534419251449013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112534419251449013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/08/oi-pessoal-visitante-primeiro-que-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112524199622813193</id><published>2005-08-28T15:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T16:13:16.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/Liquid_Fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/200/Liquid_Fire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas afinal O que é o amor? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necessitas de alguém para ser feliz? Se respondeste sim, isso não é amor...Tens ciúmes, insegurança e fazes qualquer coisa para manter alguém a teu lado, mesmo sabendo que não és amado, e ainda dizes que crês nessa pessoa, mas não nos outros, que te parecem rivais?Isso não é amor... É falta de amor próprio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crês que é mau estar com esse alguém, mas pior sem essa pessoa... a tua vida torna-se vazia sem essa pessoa? Não consegues imaginar-te só e manténs uma relação que não acaba, sempre pendente, só porque não tens vida própria?Isso não é amor... É Dependência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensas que o ser amado te pertence? Sentes que és dono e senhor da sua vida e do seu corpo? Não lhe dás a oportunidade de se expressar, de se decidir, de ter o seu espaço, só para afirmares o teu domínio?Isso não é amor... É Egoísmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discutes por qualquer motivo com esse alguém a quem dizes que amas? Morres de ciúme dessa pessoa? Sempre fazes com ela os mesmos planos? É-te difícil entrar em acordo com ela em diversas situações? Não gostas de fazer as mesmas coisas ou ir aos mesmos lugares, mas há em ti um desejo de estar intima e permanentemente juntos?Isso não é amor... É Desejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teu coração bate mais forte, descompassado? O suor torna-se intenso? A tua temperatura aumenta e baixa vertiginosamente, apenas por pensares ou veres essa outra pessoa?Isso não é amor... É Paixão.São muito maiores as lágrimas do que os sorrisos? É-te muitas vezes penoso estar com essa pessoa... sentes medo dela, ou algum receio inexplicável? Isso não é amor... É Masoquismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teu humor depende do humor do outro, em em geral sofre e provoca quedas emocionais?Isso não é amor... É falta de consideração para contigo, além de ser uma situação injusta para ti.Se a tua união reúne os requisitos mencionados e és alérgica/o aos desenganos... afasta essa pessoa de dentro de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora, que já sabes o que não é amor, busca o que VERDADEIRAMENTE É AMOR....Ama quem passa contigo o tempo e ele voa; e a cada segundo procura atrair não o teu corpo, mas o teu coração. Alguém por quem sintas, sobretudo, admiração, respeito e um profundo ardor de alma. É aí onde surge o amor verdadeiro. E esse alguém deve sentir o mesmo por ti para que possam construir uma relação equilibrada onde exista verdadeiro AMOR.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112524199622813193?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112524199622813193/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112524199622813193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112524199622813193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112524199622813193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/08/mas-afinal-o-que-o-amor-necessitas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112508136254880869</id><published>2005-08-26T19:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T19:36:02.553+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/amethyst_butterflies.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/amethyst_butterflies.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valorize o que você tem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pratique esse exercício durante uma semana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afirmação matinal:&lt;/strong&gt; "Em vez de olhar para aquilo que me falta, vou lembrar sempre, em primeiro lugar, do muito que tenho recebido, e ser grata por isso."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pergunte a si mesma: &lt;/strong&gt;"Quem são as pessoas especiais para mim? Quais as coisas boas que tenho recebido na vida?" Faça uma lista e leia-a quatro vezes por dia. Tente também expressar sua gratidão às pessoas queridas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diário noturno: &lt;/strong&gt;Reflita ou medite sobre como foi substituir o hábito de reclamar pela atitude de reconhecimento e gratidão. O que mudou na sua vida com essa nova postura? Enumere fatos e sentimentos, tanto em relação a si mesma quanto às pessoas com quem convive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um bom fim de semana para todos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112508136254880869?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112508136254880869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112508136254880869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112508136254880869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112508136254880869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/08/valorize-o-que-voc-tem-pratique-esse.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112490915199297607</id><published>2005-08-24T19:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T19:50:04.693+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Olá a todos! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/gourmandise.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje como estou muito gulosa, vou deixar aqui duas tentações para fiquem com tanta água na boca que não vão resistir a experimentá-las. Mas atenção são duas sobremesas lights para que todos possam provar independentemente dos kilos que acuse na balança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhem só para as fotos...hummmmm!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TORTA DE MAÇÃ COM GENGIBRE &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/magra_tentacao2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredientes&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Massa &lt;/strong&gt;• 1 cháv. (chá) de farinha de trigo• 1 cháv. (chá) de aveia em flocos • 1/2 cháv. (chá) de adoçante • 2 col. (sobrem.) de margarina light &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recheio&lt;/strong&gt; • 1 maçã verde com casca fatiada • 1 col. (sobrem.) de adoçante• 1 col. (sobrem.) de gengibre picadinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Modo de fazer:&lt;/strong&gt;Comece por preparar a massa: em um recipiente, misture a farinha, a aveia, o adoçante e a margarina até formar uma farofa. Em uma fôrma redonda de aro removível, coloque uma camada de farofa e aperte bem com as mãos. Distribua as fatias de maçã sobre a massa, polvilhe o adoçante e salpique o gengibre. Cubra com o restante da farofa, aperte e leve ao forno preaquecido a 180ºC até dourar. Sirva quente. Rendimento: 6 porções Calorias por porção: 215 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARROZ-DOCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/magra_tentacao5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredientes&lt;/strong&gt; • 1 cháv. (chá) de água • 1/2 cháv. (chá) de arroz• 2 cravos • 1 anis-estrelado • 1 pedaço de canela em pau• 1 cháv. (chá) de leite desnatado • 3 col. (sopa) de adoçante• 1 cháv. (chá) de morangos picados • 2 col. (sopa) de natas light • morangos para decorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Modo de fazer:&lt;/strong&gt; Em uma panela, juntar a água, o arroz, os cravos, o anis e a canela. Cozinhe em fogo baixo durante 10 minutos. Depois acrescente o leite, o adoçante e os morangos. Deixe no fogo até o arroz ficar cozido. Adicione o creme de leite, misture delicadamente e retire do fogão. Sirva morno, decorado com os morangos.&lt;br /&gt;Rendimento: 6 porções Calorias por porção: 113&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fonte: Receitas extraidas do site Corpo a Corpo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112490915199297607?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112490915199297607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112490915199297607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112490915199297607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112490915199297607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/08/ol-todos-hoje-como-estou-muito-gulosa.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112482406662560877</id><published>2005-08-23T20:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T20:07:46.630+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/040308-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/040308-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Queria muito agradeçer pela visita ao blog da Alexandra e da Susana.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado pelos vossos elogios e pela vossa amizade.&lt;br /&gt;Muitos beijinhos da Silvita para voçes. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112482406662560877?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112482406662560877/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112482406662560877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112482406662560877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112482406662560877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/08/queria-muito-agradeer-pela-visita-ao.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112482206837671420</id><published>2005-08-23T19:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T20:00:18.066+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/studiostella_pearl.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/studiostella_pearl.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/rain-fairy.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 minutos para si á luz de velas&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada como um bom banho para dar fim ao cansaço e ao stress depois de um dia atribulado. Para criar um clima aconchegante, apague as luzes e espalhe velas acesas ao redor d banheira. Use as que tiver em casa, de qualquer cor, com ou sem perfume. No duche ou na banheira, um ambiente intimista tornará esse momento de descontração ainda melhor. Esqueça os problemas. Coloque uma música lenta para descansar a mente. Não tenha pressa. Respire fundo, sinta o calor e o toque da água no seu corpo. Utilize óleos ou espumas de banho com essências relaxantes e revigorantes. Na banheira, espalhe pétalas de rosas. Movimente o corpo delicadamente e relaxe. Logo sentir-se-á renovada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112482206837671420?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112482206837671420/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112482206837671420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112482206837671420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112482206837671420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/08/10-minutos-para-si-luz-de-velas-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112463928125983376</id><published>2005-08-21T16:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T16:48:01.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/work10.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/work10.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Construa seu plano&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os sonhos são os motores da alma. Desejar fortemente alguma coisa é o primeiro passo para realizá-la. Mas você sabe realmente o que quer? Pense por alguns instantes e visualize seus objetivos. Um bom emprego? Um amor duradouro? Ou quem sabe ter uma vida mais leve e feliz? Especialistas apontam que o segredo das pessoas bem-sucedidas é ter um plano de vida. Nele, você deve estabelecer suas metas, o prazo para atingi-las e a estratégia para torná-las reais. Para concretizar suas aspirações, a dica é construir um quadro: recorte textos e figuras que representem o que almeja e cole em uma cartolina. Você também pode desenhar setas e fazer anotações. Fixe o mural em um lugar visível onde passe muitas horas por dia. Olhar para ele vai encorajá-la a ir em frente. Os próximos passos são acreditar em sua capacidade e colocar as mãos à obra. Boa sorte!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112463928125983376?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112463928125983376/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112463928125983376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112463928125983376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112463928125983376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/08/construa-seu-plano-os-sonhos-so-os.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112456481256193403</id><published>2005-08-20T19:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T16:42:14.820+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/sem%20t??tulodd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/sem%20t%3F%3Ftulodd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 PONTOS A CULTIVAR PARA SE ATINGIR UMA VIDA ILUMINADA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1º Ponto - Três coisas que devemos cultivar:&lt;br /&gt;- O esforço, a verdade e a perseverança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2º Ponto - Três qualidades que devemos preservar:&lt;br /&gt;- O caráter, a nobreza e um cristalino coração de criança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3º Ponto - Três colunas que devemos manter de pé, a todo custo:&lt;br /&gt;- A calma, o otimismo e a serenidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4º Ponto - Três flores que devemos plantar:&lt;br /&gt;- A justiça, o bem e a cordialidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5º Ponto - Três tesouros que devemos adquirir:&lt;br /&gt;- Bons livros, bons Discos e a alegria, para não desafinar a orquestra da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6º Ponto - Três vampiros que devemos expulsar de casa:&lt;br /&gt;- A cobiça, o medo e o rancor, que sugam o nosso sangue e energias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7º Ponto - Em três fontes inesgotáveis que devemos beber:&lt;br /&gt;- No verde da natureza, no azul do céu e na majestade indômita do mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8º Ponto - Três ladrões que devemos matar, antes que eles nos matem:&lt;br /&gt;- o pessimismo, a covardia e o desanimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9º Ponto - Três legados preciosos que devemos defender:&lt;br /&gt;- A honra, a pátria e os amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10º Ponto - Três diamantes que devemos apurar:&lt;br /&gt;O trabalho, a Prece, e o Silencio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11º Ponto - Três galhos que devemos podar:&lt;br /&gt;- A língua, a indisciplina e a maledicência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12º Ponto - Três irmãs gêmeas que devemos nutrir:&lt;br /&gt;- A fé, o amor e a esperança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUTOR DESCONHECIDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112456481256193403?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112456481256193403/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112456481256193403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112456481256193403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112456481256193403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/08/12-pontos-cultivar-para-se-atingir-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112387754047977251</id><published>2005-08-12T21:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T21:23:49.320+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/Silverwolf_magic-kit.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/Silverwolf_magic-kit.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Historia de quatro pessoas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Era uma vez quatro pessoas: todo mundo, alguém, qualquer um e ninguém. Havia um importante trabalho a ser feito e todo mundo tinha certeza que alguém o faria. Qualquer um poderia tê-lo feito, mas ninguém o fez. Alguém negou-se a fazer o trabalho, porque era um trabalho de todo mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Todo mundo pensou que qualquer um poderia fazê-lo, mas ninguém imaginou que todo mundo deixasse de fazê-lo. No final, todo mundo culpou alguém quando ninguém fez o que qualquer um poderia ter feito".&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112387754047977251?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112387754047977251/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112387754047977251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112387754047977251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112387754047977251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/08/historia-de-quatro-pessoas-era-uma-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14426555.post-112151857632109047</id><published>2005-07-16T13:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T21:24:45.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/1600/centaur_britt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1990/1305/320/centaur_britt.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olá a todos está inaugurado o meu blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que este seja um espaço em que gostem de passar de vez em quando, para verem as novidades que eu vou colocando aqui. &lt;br /&gt;E que eu me divirta muito a transformar este blog num sitio interessante e relaxante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado desde já pelas vossas visitas.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14426555-112151857632109047?l=sintoespinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/112151857632109047/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14426555&amp;postID=112151857632109047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112151857632109047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14426555/posts/default/112151857632109047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sintoespinhos.blogspot.com/2005/07/ol-todos-est-inaugurado-o-meu-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>*Silvia*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06368077113632602151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
