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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mundo melhor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mente correta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragão'/><title type='text'>2012 O ANO DO DRAGÃO, ANO  BUDA 2578</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQY9KMrrv_0/Tvo6_ZIRDyI/AAAAAAAAAko/EhUvpc5n1_0/s1600/a%25C3%25B1o-del-drag%25C3%25B3n-2012-dragon-year.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQY9KMrrv_0/Tvo6_ZIRDyI/AAAAAAAAAko/EhUvpc5n1_0/s400/a%25C3%25B1o-del-drag%25C3%25B3n-2012-dragon-year.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Segundo o Horóscopo chinês 2012 é o ano do dragão. Um ser mitológico, de espírito indomável, mutante, empolgante, livre. Só tome cuidado com as consequências, ter tudo isto sem a sabedoria é o mesmo que não ter nada, só trará sofrimento.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Que os governos e pessoas totalitárias abram mão de seu ego dominador e deixe espaço para a compaixão. Que os seres percebam a impermanência do universo, para começarem a fazer aquilo que é correto para um crescimento espiritual da humanidade e deles próprios. AFINAL UM MUNDO EXTERNO MELHOR COMEÇA DENTRO DE NÓS.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Enfim desejo à todos um ano com muita sabedoria, harmonia, paz, tolerância e serenidade.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Que todos os seres tenham: "a mente correta, a fala correta e a visão correta da vida"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: Banco de Imagenes Gratuíta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-2161453336191148150?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/2161453336191148150/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=2161453336191148150' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2161453336191148150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2161453336191148150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/12/2012-o-ano-do-dragao.html' title='2012 O ANO DO DRAGÃO, ANO  BUDA 2578'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQY9KMrrv_0/Tvo6_ZIRDyI/AAAAAAAAAko/EhUvpc5n1_0/s72-c/a%25C3%25B1o-del-drag%25C3%25B3n-2012-dragon-year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-5423133146382895263</id><published>2011-12-26T15:58:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T15:58:35.481-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buraco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culpa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autobiografia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NASA'/><title type='text'>Autobiografia em Cinco Capítulos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BAms61X2LBg/Tvi0S7VpvSI/AAAAAAAAAkc/rYr41PFZlww/s1600/rip1_big.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BAms61X2LBg/Tvi0S7VpvSI/AAAAAAAAAkc/rYr41PFZlww/s400/rip1_big.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;style type="text/css"&gt; &lt;!--  @page { margin: 2cm }  P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Ando pela rua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Há um buraco fundo na calçada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Eu caio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;estou perdido...sem esperança.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Não é culpa minha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Leva uma eternidade para encontrar a saída.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Ando pela mesma rua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Há um buraco fundo na calçada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Mas finjo não vê-lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Caio nele de novo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Não posso acreditar que estou no mesmo lugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Mas não é culpa minha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Ainda assim leva um tempão para sair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Ando pela mesma rua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Há um buraco fundo na calçada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Vejo que ele ali está&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Ainda assim caio...é um hábito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Meus olhos se abrem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Sei onde estou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;É minha culpa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Saio imediatamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Ando pela mesma rua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Há um buraco fundo na calçada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Dou a volta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Ando por outra rua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt; Texto: Portia Nelson,citado por Charles L. Whifield, MD., em Healing the Child within(Orlando, Flórida: Healt Comunications, 1989)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Imagem: NASA, blackhole in galaxy RX J1242-11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-5423133146382895263?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/5423133146382895263/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=5423133146382895263' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5423133146382895263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5423133146382895263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/12/autobiografia-em-cinco-capitulos.html' title='Autobiografia em Cinco Capítulos'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BAms61X2LBg/Tvi0S7VpvSI/AAAAAAAAAkc/rYr41PFZlww/s72-c/rip1_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-7086010698777218621</id><published>2011-12-16T15:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T16:13:49.463-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impermanência'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemplação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vietnã'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dalai Lama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conselhos sobre a morte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morte'/><title type='text'>A impermanência é plena e a morte é certa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45v1ecgqQSU/Tut8OPBLtgI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/gWH9gu5RzL8/s1600/6a00d83451b05569e20133ed092214970b-900wi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45v1ecgqQSU/Tut8OPBLtgI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/gWH9gu5RzL8/s400/6a00d83451b05569e20133ed092214970b-900wi.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIMEIRA BASE:&lt;/b&gt; A contemplação de que a morte é definida;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;1. porque a morte definitivamente chegará e, por conseguinte não pode ser evitada;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;2. porque nosso tempo de vida não pode ser ampliado e diminui incessantemente;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;3. porque mesmo quando estamos vivos existe pouco tempo para praticar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Primeira decisão: Preciso praticar &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEGUNDA BASE:&lt;/b&gt; A contemplação de que a hora da morte é indefinida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;4. porque nosso tempo de vida neste mundo é indefinido;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;5. porque as causas da morte são inúmeras e as causas da vida são poucas;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;6. porque o momento da morte é incerto devido à fragilidade do corpo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Segunda decisão: Preciso praticar agora.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TERCEIRA BASE:&lt;/b&gt; A contemplação de que na hora da morte a única coisa que pode ajudar é a prática&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;7. porque no momento da morte nossos amigos não podem nos ajudar;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;8. porque no momento da morte nossa riqueza não pode nos ajudar;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;9. porque no momento da morte nosso corpo não pode nos ajudar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Terceira decisão: Praticarei o desapego com relação a todas as maravilhas desta vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Texto retirado do livro: Conselhos Sobre a Morte: Dalai Lama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: Guerra do Vietnã, abril de 1974. Banco de Imagenes Gratuita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-7086010698777218621?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/7086010698777218621/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=7086010698777218621' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7086010698777218621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7086010698777218621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/12/impermanencia-e-plena-e-morte-e-certa.html' title='A impermanência é plena e a morte é certa'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45v1ecgqQSU/Tut8OPBLtgI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/gWH9gu5RzL8/s72-c/6a00d83451b05569e20133ed092214970b-900wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-1157334881543988424</id><published>2011-12-10T12:34:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T12:39:34.653-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livro zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livro zazen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zazen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zendo Brasil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen budismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='budismo'/><title type='text'>Convite do lançamento de livro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; A comunidade Zen Budista Zendo Brasil convida para lançamento de Livro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3uA_aNq8yj4/TuNuvAbf0QI/AAAAAAAAAkE/fjb9uCEv0vg/s1600/convite_livro_zazen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3uA_aNq8yj4/TuNuvAbf0QI/AAAAAAAAAkE/fjb9uCEv0vg/s400/convite_livro_zazen.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;clique na imagem para ampliar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-1157334881543988424?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/1157334881543988424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=1157334881543988424' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1157334881543988424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1157334881543988424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/12/convite-do-lancamento-de-livro.html' title='Convite do lançamento de livro'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3uA_aNq8yj4/TuNuvAbf0QI/AAAAAAAAAkE/fjb9uCEv0vg/s72-c/convite_livro_zazen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-5715252197824376796</id><published>2011-12-05T20:49:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T20:51:11.345-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haikai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boca'/><title type='text'>Haicai 106</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #f7f0e9; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-left-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-color: initial; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; color: #632035; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;boca mais molhada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #f7f0e9; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-left-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-color: initial; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; color: #632035; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;dez salivadas de cão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #f7f0e9; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-left-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-color: initial; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; color: #632035; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;ventos e trovão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #f7f0e9; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-left-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-color: initial; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; color: #632035; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #f7f0e9; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-left-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-color: initial; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; color: #632035; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;(C.Antonholi - out/2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #f7f0e9; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-left-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-color: initial; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; color: #632035; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://micropoetricidade.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://micropoetricidade.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-5715252197824376796?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/5715252197824376796/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=5715252197824376796' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5715252197824376796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5715252197824376796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/12/haicai-106.html' title='Haicai 106'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-8751134972810436762</id><published>2011-12-03T20:28:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T20:41:14.971-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='julgar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dúvidas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caráter'/><title type='text'>Julgar</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ej9-iQvLZec/TtqlSirFNvI/AAAAAAAAAj8/iM0f2qxqtzc/s1600/Hallowen_Chico_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ej9-iQvLZec/TtqlSirFNvI/AAAAAAAAAj8/iM0f2qxqtzc/s400/Hallowen_Chico_3.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"Antes de julgares a "minha vida" ou meu "caráter"... Calça os meus sapatos e percorre o caminho que eu percorri, vive as "minhas tristezas", as "minhas dúvidas", as "minhas alegrias" !!!&lt;br /&gt; Percorre os anos que eu percorri, tropeça onde eu tropecei e levanta-te assim como eu o fiz!!!&lt;br /&gt; Cada um tem a sua própria história !!!&lt;br /&gt; E então, só aí poderás "julgar-me!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;(Mário Quintana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Imagem: Banco de Imagenes Gratuitas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-8751134972810436762?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/8751134972810436762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=8751134972810436762' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8751134972810436762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8751134972810436762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/12/julgar.html' title='Julgar'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ej9-iQvLZec/TtqlSirFNvI/AAAAAAAAAj8/iM0f2qxqtzc/s72-c/Hallowen_Chico_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-4576256751946396566</id><published>2011-12-01T19:03:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T19:10:49.095-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estudo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grupo de estudo budista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Araras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='budismo'/><title type='text'>Grupo de estudo em Araras</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Pessoal, só quero avisar que para este ano não estaremos mais recebendo membros para os grupos de estudos budistas e meditação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Assim que abrir novas turmas avisaremos. AGUARDEM POR FAVOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-4576256751946396566?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/4576256751946396566/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=4576256751946396566' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4576256751946396566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4576256751946396566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/12/grupo-de-estudo-em-araras.html' title='Grupo de estudo em Araras'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-3151153206293206675</id><published>2011-11-26T19:52:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T20:05:20.529-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sekito Kisen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sanokai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absoluto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relativo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iluminação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desperdício'/><title type='text'>Sandokai - A Identidade do Relativo e do Absoluto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: book antiqua;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: book antiqua;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: book antiqua;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buofopDKYp4/TtFhfktIazI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Cx7H2GToQeQ/s1600/ni%25C3%25B1os-en-la-jungla-de-Vietnam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buofopDKYp4/TtFhfktIazI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Cx7H2GToQeQ/s400/ni%25C3%25B1os-en-la-jungla-de-Vietnam.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: book antiqua;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: book antiqua;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sekito Kisen (700-790)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: book antiqua;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;O espírito do grande sábio da Índia é intimamente transmitido de Oeste a Este. Entre os seres humanos existem sábios e tolos mas na Via não há patriarcas que sejam do Norte ou do Sul. A fonte subtil é clara e luminosa/brilhante, os afluentes correm através da escuridão. Apegar-se às coisas é ilusório, encontrar o absoluto não é ainda a iluminação. Todos e cada um, as esferas subjectiva e objectiva, estão relacionados e ao mesmo tempo independentes. Estão relacionados mas trabalham de modo diferente, cada um mantém o seu próprio lugar. A forma faz diferentes o carácter e a aparência, os sons distinguem o conforto e o desconforto. A obscuridade faz as palavras iguais, a luz distingue as frases boas e más. Os quatro elementos retornam à sua natureza tal como uma criança para a sua mãe. O fogo é quente, o vento move-se, a água é liquida, a terra sólida. Os olhos vêem, os ouvidos ouvem, o nariz cheira, a língua saboreia o salgado e o doce. Cada um é independente do outro como folhas nascidas da mesma raiz, causa e efeito devem regressar à grande realidade. As palavras alto e baixo são usadas de modo relativo. Na luz existe a escuridão mas não tentes compreender essa escuridão, na escuridão existe a luz mas não procures essa luz. Luz e escuridão formam um par, como o pé adiante e o pé atrás em andamento. Cada coisa tem o seu valor intrínseco e está relacionada a tudo o resto em posição e função. O relativo e o absoluto ajustam-se como uma caixa e a sua tampa. O absoluto funciona em conjunto com o relativo como duas flechas que se encontram em pleno ar. Ao ler as palavras deves perceber a grande realidade. Não julgues por quaisquer critérios. Se não vês o caminho não o vês mesmo ao andares por ele. Quando percorres a Via não estás perto nem longe. Se andas iludido estás afastado de rios e montanhas. Digo respeitosamente aos que querem a iluminação, não desperdicem o tempo de dia ou de noite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: book antiqua;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: book antiqua;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: book antiqua;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Texto retirado de:&amp;nbsp; http://budadharma.paginas.sapo.pt/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: book antiqua;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: book antiqua;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: book antiqua;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: book antiqua;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;magem: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Banco de Imagenes Gratuitas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-3151153206293206675?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/3151153206293206675/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=3151153206293206675' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3151153206293206675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3151153206293206675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/11/sandokai-identidade-do-relativo-e-do.html' title='Sandokai - A Identidade do Relativo e do Absoluto'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buofopDKYp4/TtFhfktIazI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Cx7H2GToQeQ/s72-c/ni%25C3%25B1os-en-la-jungla-de-Vietnam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-8464695463122404549</id><published>2011-11-19T20:18:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T20:26:16.770-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haikai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tempo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Busshinji'/><title type='text'>Haikai</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #353535;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2dcQEjva7Os/TsgsloyWC3I/AAAAAAAAAjs/x7ooNh_i2fc/s1600/485093.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2dcQEjva7Os/TsgsloyWC3I/AAAAAAAAAjs/x7ooNh_i2fc/s320/485093.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul class="listagem" style="list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0.1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O tempo, como o sol,&lt;br /&gt;não tem frente nem verso&lt;br /&gt;O dia não é mais que a noite iluminada&lt;br /&gt;A noite não é mais que o dia sombreado&lt;br /&gt;Estrelas mortas iluminam o céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Seigen Mitih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0.1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Texto retirado do site:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sotozen.org.br/poesias.php"&gt;http://www.sotozen.org.br/poesias.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0.1em;"&gt;Imagem: Gnome Linux&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-8464695463122404549?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/8464695463122404549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=8464695463122404549' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8464695463122404549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8464695463122404549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/11/haikai.html' title='Haikai'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2dcQEjva7Os/TsgsloyWC3I/AAAAAAAAAjs/x7ooNh_i2fc/s72-c/485093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-1287009828885950776</id><published>2011-11-14T17:57:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T18:18:19.779-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='professor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dharma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dhamma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ensinamentos'/><title type='text'>Qualidades de um professor do Dhamma</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fef8e6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="Normal" style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0.6in; margin-right: 0.5in; margin-top: 0.1in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RcfC8lTkx4I/TsF3eaPm1nI/AAAAAAAAAjc/P0KGMTgaZAs/s1600/siddharth_buddha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RcfC8lTkx4I/TsF3eaPm1nI/AAAAAAAAAjc/P0KGMTgaZAs/s320/siddharth_buddha.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fef8e6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fef8e6;"&gt;&lt;div class="Normal" style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0.6in; margin-right: 0.5in; margin-top: 0.1in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal" style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0.6in; margin-right: 0.5in; margin-top: 0.1in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Não é fácil ensinar o Dhamma a outros, Ananda. O Dhamma deveria ser ensinado a outros somente quando cinco qualidades estiverem estabelecidas na pessoa que ensina. Quais cinco?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal" style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0.6in; margin-right: 0.5in; margin-top: 0.1in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"[1] O Dhamma deve ser ensinado com o seguinte pensamento, 'Eu falarei passo a passo.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal" style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0.6in; margin-right: 0.5in; margin-top: 0.1in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"[2] O Dhamma deve ser ensinado com o seguinte pensamento, ‘ Eu falarei explicando a seqüência [de causa e efeito].'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal" style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0.6in; margin-right: 0.5in; margin-top: 0.1in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"[3] O Dhamma deve ser ensinado com o seguinte pensamento, ‘ Eu falarei por compaixão.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal" style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0.6in; margin-right: 0.5in; margin-top: 0.1in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"[4] O Dhamma deve ser ensinado com o seguinte pensamento, "Eu falarei sem o propósito de recompensa material.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal" style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0.6in; margin-right: 0.5in; margin-top: 0.1in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"[5] O Dhamma deve ser ensinado com o seguinte pensamento, ‘Eu falarei sem menosprezar a mim ou aos outros.’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal" style="line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0.6in; margin-right: 0.5in; margin-top: 0.1in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Não é fácil ensinar o Dhamma a outros, Ananda. O Dhamma deve ser ensinado a outros somente quando essas cinco qualidades estiverem estabelecidas na pessoa que ensina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0.6in; margin-right: 0.5in; margin-top: 0.1in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fef8e6; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="Normal" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0.6in; margin-right: 0.5in; margin-top: 0.1in; text-align: left;"&gt;Texto: Acesso ao Insight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0.6in; margin-right: 0.5in; margin-top: 0.1in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acessoaoinsight.net/index.htm"&gt;http://www.acessoaoinsight.net/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-1287009828885950776?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/1287009828885950776/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=1287009828885950776' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1287009828885950776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1287009828885950776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/11/qualidades-de-um-professor-do-dhamma.html' title='Qualidades de um professor do Dhamma'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RcfC8lTkx4I/TsF3eaPm1nI/AAAAAAAAAjc/P0KGMTgaZAs/s72-c/siddharth_buddha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-1500946817057057929</id><published>2011-10-27T18:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T18:46:17.370-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mestre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matisse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vaso'/><title type='text'>Deixe-o cair</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DZh5dgnh3p0/TqnCF62POBI/AAAAAAAAAjU/7nmYeh4I3_E/s1600/01-nature.morte.au.matisse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DZh5dgnh3p0/TqnCF62POBI/AAAAAAAAAjU/7nmYeh4I3_E/s400/01-nature.morte.au.matisse.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Um monge levou a seu mestre dois vasos de plantas.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Deixe-o cair", ordenou o mestre. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O monge soltou um vaso.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Deixe-o cair", ordenou novamente o mestre.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O monge soltou o outro vaso.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Deixe-o cair", gritou o mestre.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Mas não há mais nada para deixar cair", gaguejou o monge.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Então, leve-os daqui".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto retirado do livro Pocket Zen&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: nature.morte. &amp;nbsp;Matisse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-1500946817057057929?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/1500946817057057929/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=1500946817057057929' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1500946817057057929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1500946817057057929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/10/deixe-o-cair.html' title='Deixe-o cair'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DZh5dgnh3p0/TqnCF62POBI/AAAAAAAAAjU/7nmYeh4I3_E/s72-c/01-nature.morte.au.matisse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-1568441968467729246</id><published>2011-10-04T18:01:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T18:01:52.345-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ação carma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dalai Lama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sãnscrito'/><title type='text'>Carma</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O1ieaZLi2bU/Tot0LDpRD_I/AAAAAAAAAjI/aWnC_gBGaMw/s1600/carma.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O1ieaZLi2bU/Tot0LDpRD_I/AAAAAAAAAjI/aWnC_gBGaMw/s1600/carma.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Carma é uma palavra sânscrita que significa "ação". Designa uma força ativa, significando que o resultado dos acontecimentos futuros pode ser influenciado por nossas ações. Supor que carma é uma espécie de energia independente que predestina o curso de nossa vida é incorreto.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Quem cria o carma? Nós mesmos. O que pensamos, dizemos, fazemos, desejamos e omitimos cria o carma. Não podemos, portanto, sacudir os ombros sempre que nos defrontarmos com o sofrimento inevitável. Dizer que todo o infortúnio é carma equivale a dizer que somos totalmente impotentes diante da vida. Se isto fosse verdade não haveria motivo para qualquer esperança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Texto retirado do livro: Palavras de Sabedoria, Dalai Lama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-1568441968467729246?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/1568441968467729246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=1568441968467729246' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1568441968467729246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1568441968467729246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/10/carma.html' title='Carma'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O1ieaZLi2bU/Tot0LDpRD_I/AAAAAAAAAjI/aWnC_gBGaMw/s72-c/carma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-5506045522332896610</id><published>2011-09-19T19:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T21:10:48.830-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Belize'/><title type='text'>Se eu existo, aonde estou?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vpUfDqy70dw/TnfBXu4jtEI/AAAAAAAAAjE/_LDliuU4zTM/s1600/p_pessoa_hito.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vpUfDqy70dw/TnfBXu4jtEI/AAAAAAAAAjE/_LDliuU4zTM/s320/p_pessoa_hito.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Não "Eu".&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Sempre me deparo com esta questão junto aos meus alunos, a questão da não existência de um "eu". Ao menos da forma como pensam. Um "Eu" eterno e imutável, com uma identidade definitiva e estável, de reconhecimento constante.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Um "Eu" só existe dentro de uma certa forma cultural, fora dela seríamos outro "Eu".&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Quando vou me decompondo culturalmente vou sentindo que este eu (Paulo) é uma construção e desconstrução social constantes, ou seja inexistente. Na verdade é uma soma de causas e condições contínuas, que poderiam variar &amp;nbsp;e ainda podem. Vamos pensar assim: Caso meu nascimento tivesse ocorrido em Belize, meu mome seria Paulo, meus pais seriam&amp;nbsp; católicos, meu idioma o português seria o mesmo, teria conhecido minha atual esposa? Definitivamente não, sem dúvida seria uma outra pessoa. Só sou o que sou devido a causas e condições que me levaram até aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: Kanji, pessoa- hito&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-5506045522332896610?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/5506045522332896610/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=5506045522332896610' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5506045522332896610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5506045522332896610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/09/se-eu-existo-aonde-estou.html' title='Se eu existo, aonde estou?'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vpUfDqy70dw/TnfBXu4jtEI/AAAAAAAAAjE/_LDliuU4zTM/s72-c/p_pessoa_hito.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-5997542272421293054</id><published>2011-09-01T18:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T18:42:48.378-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dalai Lama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ensinamentos'/><title type='text'>Quarta visita de Sua Santidade O Dalai Lama no Brasil</title><content type='html'>Quarta visita de Sua Santidade O Dalai Lama no Brasil - 15 a 17 Setembro de 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jxgXozKPN1s/Tl_7VOPpegI/AAAAAAAAAi0/0qYxYhc4e6I/s1600/banner_dalailama_2011i.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="106" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jxgXozKPN1s/Tl_7VOPpegI/AAAAAAAAAi0/0qYxYhc4e6I/s320/banner_dalailama_2011i.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenzin Gyatso, monge budista, doutor em filosofia budista, agraciado com mais de 100 títulos honoris causa, Prêmio Nobel da Paz, condecorado por milhares de instituições do mundo todo, XIV Dalai Lama, há tempos deixou de ser apenas o líder espiritual do povo tibetano. Hoje é uma das personalidades mais reconhecidas e admiradas do cenário mundial, patrimônio vivo da humanidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defensor incansável da não violência como compromisso ético de vida; promotor do diálogo entre as culturas e as religiões; pioneiro na aproximação entre as ciências e a espiritualidade — especialmente no campo das neurociências — Sua Santidade percorre o mundo convidando-nos a refletir sobre a necessidade de cultivar uma convivência harmônica conosco, com os outros e com o macro projeto chamado Vida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sua mensagem simples e sem rodeios, dirigida ao coração dos fatos, o tornaram um mentor e inspirador de milhares de iniciativas, cujo propósito é fazer da vida uma celebração, onde sabedoria e compaixão se entrelacem formando a tapeçaria de uma sociedade justa, eticamente responsável e solidária.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fonte:http://www.dalailama.org.br/dalailama/2011/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-5997542272421293054?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/5997542272421293054/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=5997542272421293054' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5997542272421293054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5997542272421293054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/09/quarta-visita-de-sua-santidade-o-dalai.html' title='Quarta visita de Sua Santidade O Dalai Lama no Brasil'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jxgXozKPN1s/Tl_7VOPpegI/AAAAAAAAAi0/0qYxYhc4e6I/s72-c/banner_dalailama_2011i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-3183912876895850045</id><published>2011-08-22T16:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T16:47:30.074-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universo'/><title type='text'>Universo</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbH4ROxfjT4/TlKxWRVUc3I/AAAAAAAAAiU/w-mixlW8y-c/s1600/galaxyrising.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbH4ROxfjT4/TlKxWRVUc3I/AAAAAAAAAiU/w-mixlW8y-c/s400/galaxyrising.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Alguns alunos me pediram uma definição para universo, pensei um pouco, como sempre cocei a cabeça e respondi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; "O universo é um imenso espelho, sorria"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Imagem: Banco de Imagenes gratuitas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-3183912876895850045?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/3183912876895850045/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=3183912876895850045' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3183912876895850045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3183912876895850045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/08/universo.html' title='Universo'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbH4ROxfjT4/TlKxWRVUc3I/AAAAAAAAAiU/w-mixlW8y-c/s72-c/galaxyrising.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-3782495112794053609</id><published>2011-08-16T20:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T20:54:56.090-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tolerância'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><title type='text'>Mantra para humanidade atual</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qkb148O36mk/TksDLwGaT_I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/xSQ6JtRk288/s1600/counting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qkb148O36mk/TksDLwGaT_I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/xSQ6JtRk288/s400/counting.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolerância, tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,  tolerância,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que todos os seres se beneficiem &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-3782495112794053609?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/3782495112794053609/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=3782495112794053609' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3782495112794053609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3782495112794053609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/08/mantra-para-humanidade-atual.html' title='Mantra para humanidade atual'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qkb148O36mk/TksDLwGaT_I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/xSQ6JtRk288/s72-c/counting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-8270051801320522457</id><published>2011-08-02T15:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T15:27:17.369-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alan Watts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bankei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o que é zen'/><title type='text'>Intelectualizar menos e viver mais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nufqbdgxcto/TjhA4rgV45I/AAAAAAAAAiM/m5qvP4_tmZI/s1600/Imagenes+para+publicidad---11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nufqbdgxcto/TjhA4rgV45I/AAAAAAAAAiM/m5qvP4_tmZI/s400/Imagenes+para+publicidad---11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Quando você ouve o sino, não precisa pensar a respeito, pois sabe imediatamente que é um sino. Quando ouve um corvo grasnar, não saberá por nenhum esforço ou perspicácia da consciência que é um corvo, pois sua mente fará isto para você."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Bankei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Texto retirado do livro: O Que É Zen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Autor: Alan Watts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Imagem: Banco de Imagenes Gratuitas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-8270051801320522457?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/8270051801320522457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=8270051801320522457' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8270051801320522457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8270051801320522457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/08/intelectualizar-menos-e-viver-mais.html' title='Intelectualizar menos e viver mais'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nufqbdgxcto/TjhA4rgV45I/AAAAAAAAAiM/m5qvP4_tmZI/s72-c/Imagenes+para+publicidad---11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-5205224465264615818</id><published>2011-07-27T18:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T18:49:42.857-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compaixão'/><title type='text'>Só meditar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zZHr7XKBzfo/TjCHGHKQ0uI/AAAAAAAAAiI/G5td1Y6RTHw/s1600/Paisajes+junto+al+mar--1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zZHr7XKBzfo/TjCHGHKQ0uI/AAAAAAAAAiI/G5td1Y6RTHw/s400/Paisajes+junto+al+mar--1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Meditar todos os dias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;sem levar uma vida com sabedoria e compaixão&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;é o mesmo que comer sem ter boca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Imagem:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 36px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://joseluisavilaherrera.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Banco de Imagenes Gratuitas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-5205224465264615818?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/5205224465264615818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=5205224465264615818' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5205224465264615818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5205224465264615818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-meditar.html' title='Só meditar?'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zZHr7XKBzfo/TjCHGHKQ0uI/AAAAAAAAAiI/G5td1Y6RTHw/s72-c/Paisajes+junto+al+mar--1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-8384659693286131075</id><published>2011-07-14T11:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T11:45:04.994-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mosca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A prática da meditação'/><title type='text'>Transforme as moscas (O Voo)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dSsAEWkmBFU" width="540"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-8384659693286131075?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/8384659693286131075/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=8384659693286131075' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8384659693286131075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8384659693286131075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/07/transforme-as-moscas.html' title='Transforme as moscas (O Voo)'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dSsAEWkmBFU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-6480091166777840838</id><published>2011-06-22T19:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T19:40:07.439-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='segredo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aflição'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impermanente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desespero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mente'/><title type='text'>Acalme tua aflição</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kTjpWlkygnM/TgJuiivc0TI/AAAAAAAAAhw/aPSb_mD4HUU/s1600/Lacercaenlaneblina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kTjpWlkygnM/TgJuiivc0TI/AAAAAAAAAhw/aPSb_mD4HUU/s400/Lacercaenlaneblina.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Acalme tua aflição, não entre em desespero, acredite, tudo é impermanente, inclusive a aflição. Tudo neste universo muda constantemente, basta ter calma e respirar. Aquela aflição que vive no teu peito vai se dissipar, com a mesma certeza de que o amanhã virá. Respire; de repente a realidade não é tão real e nem tão desesperadora. Muitas vezes nossos olhos enxergam coisas que estão apenas em nossas mentes. Nossas mentes podem ser traiçoeiras, criando névoas. Existem névoas que não nos permitem enxergar além de nossos narizes, simplesmente sente a beira da estrada e espere esta névoa desaparecer sem esforço, sem lutas, sem desespero. Quando você perceber voltará a ter clareza, aos poucos você enxergará o caminho para recomeçar a viagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Não lute contra a névoa você parecerá um tolo dando socos e giros ao vento, gastando desnecessariamente sua energia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; O segredo é simples: sente-se, respire, espere, volte a caminhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Imagem: Banco de Imagenes Gratuitas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-6480091166777840838?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/6480091166777840838/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=6480091166777840838' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/6480091166777840838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/6480091166777840838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/06/acalme-tua-aflicao.html' title='Acalme tua aflição'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kTjpWlkygnM/TgJuiivc0TI/AAAAAAAAAhw/aPSb_mD4HUU/s72-c/Lacercaenlaneblina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-725271603749776458</id><published>2011-06-16T21:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T21:32:35.416-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desapego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abandonar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilusão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shobogenzo Zuimonki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mestre Dogen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mente'/><title type='text'>Meu mestre afirmou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IxwmmjalsW4/Tfqge-GpGvI/AAAAAAAAAhs/7xOFYT3RfSE/s1600/249873_178461112211298_100001422309528_491583_5747608_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IxwmmjalsW4/Tfqge-GpGvI/AAAAAAAAAhs/7xOFYT3RfSE/s400/249873_178461112211298_100001422309528_491583_5747608_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Na prática do Caminho, &lt;b&gt;fundamental é o desapego&lt;/b&gt;. Não importa o volume de conhecimento que possamos ter obtido, cairemos numa profunda ilusão, a menos que estejamos soberanos e integralmente desapegados. Um velho mestre disse: 'Sem entrega ao caminho, não nos tornaremos um absoluto'. Estar &lt;b&gt;livre de apego é abandonar corpo e mente&lt;/b&gt;, esquecer nosso próprio sofrimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Quando mendigamos, receamos que outros nos julguem como ridículos ou indignos. Mas ao pensar assim, abre-se um abismo enorme entre nós e o Caminho. Pratiquemos esquecidos dos pontos de vista deste mundo ilusório, e cientes apenas do vazio. Outro equivoco mental é o &lt;b&gt;apego&lt;/b&gt;, acreditamos em nosso status neste mundo&amp;nbsp;através&amp;nbsp; dele, ou ligamos para que outros julgam correto, com seus pontos de vista morais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Devemos apenas praticar, abandonando o mundo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto: Shobogenzo Zuimonki; Mestre Dogen.&lt;br /&gt;Tradução Marcos Beltrão&lt;br /&gt;Adaptação: Paulo Celso&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: Banco de Imagenes Gratuitas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-725271603749776458?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/725271603749776458/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=725271603749776458' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/725271603749776458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/725271603749776458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/06/meu-mestre-afirmou.html' title='Meu mestre afirmou'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IxwmmjalsW4/Tfqge-GpGvI/AAAAAAAAAhs/7xOFYT3RfSE/s72-c/249873_178461112211298_100001422309528_491583_5747608_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-2675075033004578937</id><published>2011-06-14T14:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T14:18:50.949-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caminho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gênio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shobogenzo Zuimonki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mestre Dogen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Budas'/><title type='text'>Como ser um Gênio?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SoILf7Cu-5c/TfeXv5hNhfI/AAAAAAAAAho/-MJcq2HGZuk/s1600/fantasy-wallpapers-de-fantasia-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SoILf7Cu-5c/TfeXv5hNhfI/AAAAAAAAAho/-MJcq2HGZuk/s400/fantasy-wallpapers-de-fantasia-3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; "Era uma vez um gênio. Alguém lhe perguntou: " Também quero ser gênio. O que fazer para me tornar um?" &amp;nbsp;'Estude o Caminho do gênio.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Logo se alguém quer ganhar o Caminho dos Budas e Patriarcas, em primeiro lugar foque e trilhe o Caminho."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto: Shobogenzo Zuimonki do Mestre Dogen,&lt;br /&gt;Tradução: Marcos Beltrão.&lt;br /&gt;Adaptação: Paulo Celso&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: Banco de Imagenes Gratuitas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-2675075033004578937?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/2675075033004578937/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=2675075033004578937' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2675075033004578937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2675075033004578937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/06/como-ser-um-genio.html' title='Como ser um Gênio?'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SoILf7Cu-5c/TfeXv5hNhfI/AAAAAAAAAho/-MJcq2HGZuk/s72-c/fantasy-wallpapers-de-fantasia-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-3523883167853038753</id><published>2011-06-07T15:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T15:31:06.508-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essencial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estrelas'/><title type='text'>Falamos para quem?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQ2fOnm8_E4/Te5sch-stkI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Bgf3STwneFk/s1600/Cultura+y+tradiciones+a+trav%25C3%25A9s-del-tiempo-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQ2fOnm8_E4/Te5sch-stkI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Bgf3STwneFk/s400/Cultura+y+tradiciones+a+trav%25C3%25A9s-del-tiempo-6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;As árvores não falam e nos dão sombra e oxigênio, os pássaros nos dão belos &amp;nbsp;cantos, mas também não falam; nunca ouvi dizer que o trigo, arroz ou feijão, discutiram algo; ou qualquer fruta filosofando, nunca ouvi.&amp;nbsp;A Terra não fala, o Sol quem sabe já se lamentou por aquecer ladrões ou injustos? As estrelas encantam as noites de amantes e românticos até quem não presta mais atenção à elas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Enfim tudo aquilo que nos é realmente essencial não tem voz, não tagarela o dia inteiro ou mal diz a vida. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Os olhos falam muito mais que as bocas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Na verdade, sentir é melhor que falar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Imagem: Banco de Imagenes Gratuitas;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Nobile; font-size: 17px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://joseluisavilaherrera.blogspot.com/2011/06/cultura-y-tradiciones-traves-del-tiempo.html" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Cultura y tradiciones a través del tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 36px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-3523883167853038753?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/3523883167853038753/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=3523883167853038753' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3523883167853038753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3523883167853038753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/06/falamos-para-quem.html' title='Falamos para quem?'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQ2fOnm8_E4/Te5sch-stkI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Bgf3STwneFk/s72-c/Cultura+y+tradiciones+a+trav%25C3%25A9s-del-tiempo-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-3704117940314262900</id><published>2011-05-25T14:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T14:57:55.729-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joseph Campbell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vivo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procuramos'/><title type='text'>O que procuramos?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vsWlqnS2SAk/Td1CgCYiRXI/AAAAAAAAAhE/PemoWF1VN70/s1600/Los-colores-de-nuestro-planeta-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vsWlqnS2SAk/Td1CgCYiRXI/AAAAAAAAAhE/PemoWF1VN70/s400/Los-colores-de-nuestro-planeta-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dizem que o que todos procuramos é um sentido para a vida. Não penso que seja assim. Penso que o que estamos procurando é uma experiência de estar vivos, de modo que nossas experiências de vida, no plano puramente físico, tenham ressonância no interior do nosso ser e da nossa realidade mais íntimos, de modo que realmente sintamos o enlevo de estar vivos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Texto de Joseph Campbell&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Imagem:&amp;nbsp; Banco de Imagenes Gratuitas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-3704117940314262900?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/3704117940314262900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=3704117940314262900' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3704117940314262900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3704117940314262900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-que-procuramos.html' title='O que procuramos?'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vsWlqnS2SAk/Td1CgCYiRXI/AAAAAAAAAhE/PemoWF1VN70/s72-c/Los-colores-de-nuestro-planeta-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-615199466891864682</id><published>2011-05-20T18:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T18:34:42.808-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oração'/><title type='text'>Oração</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/QW0i1U4u0KE/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QW0i1U4u0KE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QW0i1U4u0KE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-615199466891864682?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/615199466891864682/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=615199466891864682' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/615199466891864682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/615199466891864682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/05/oracao.html' title='Oração'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-1486536379726023856</id><published>2011-05-09T19:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T19:15:40.845-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mosteiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ensinamento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estudante'/><title type='text'>A forma correta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kZ4zQLB0p7o/Tchm_f5lmqI/AAAAAAAAAg4/8TTHADrtONI/s1600/sino360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kZ4zQLB0p7o/Tchm_f5lmqI/AAAAAAAAAg4/8TTHADrtONI/s400/sino360.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Um novo estudante foi procurar o mestre do mosteiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;" Como posso absorver seus ensinamentos de forma correta?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"Pense em mim como um sino. Dê um suave toque e eu lhe darei um pequeno tinido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Toque-me com força e você receberá uma alta e sonora badalada."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Texto retirado do livro Pocket Zen de Bruno Pacheco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Imagem: BBC&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #50555c; font-family: verdana, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Photograph of Japanese bonshou bell copyright Getty Images.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-1486536379726023856?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/1486536379726023856/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=1486536379726023856' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1486536379726023856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1486536379726023856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/05/forma-correta.html' title='A forma correta'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kZ4zQLB0p7o/Tchm_f5lmqI/AAAAAAAAAg4/8TTHADrtONI/s72-c/sino360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-997687762888003030</id><published>2011-04-30T13:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T13:59:00.452-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Templo Taikanji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monge Enjo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retiro Zen'/><title type='text'>Retiro de Inverno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;de 23 a 26 de junho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Durante   o retiro teremos práticas de Zazen (meditação Zen), Kinhin (meditação   andando), Teisho (palestra sobre o Dharma), Samu (trabalho no jardim),   Yoga (asanas e pranayamas) e caminhada pela mata. A alimentação é  vegetariana, saborosa e balanceada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Programação diári&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Zazen, 5 períodos de 30 min. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Yoga, 2 práticas de 1 hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Samu, 2 práticas de 45 min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Palestra, 1 por dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sobre os organizadores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: indigo;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monge Enjo Stahel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   - monge responsável pelo Templo Taikanji, formado pela Escola Soto  Zen,  iniciou seus estudos em 1995 com a Monja Coen, deu continuidade à  sua  formação em Sojiji, mosteiro sede da instituição no Japão, e hoje   facilita retiros e grupos de meditação no Templo Taikanji e em Bragança   Paulista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: indigo;"&gt;Dafnis Myokan C. de Proença&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - técnica em Nutrição e Dietética, dançarina amadora de Odissi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; e professora de Yoga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;,   conduz as aulas de Hatha Yoga no Clube de Campo de Bragança e no  Templo  Taikanji e é responsável pelas refeições durante os retiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Para mais informações e dados para depósito, entre em contato através do portal &lt;a href="http://www.zengarden.com.br/"&gt;www.zengarden.com.br&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-997687762888003030?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/997687762888003030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=997687762888003030' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/997687762888003030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/997687762888003030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/04/retiro-de-inverno.html' title='Retiro de Inverno'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-8986232459554453474</id><published>2011-04-21T18:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T18:33:17.016-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='benefícios cognitivos e psicológicos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sara Lazar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A prática da meditação'/><title type='text'>A Meditação da Atenção Plena e a Estrutura do Cérebro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEK3GBSEnRc/TbCh-FgnIGI/AAAAAAAAAgc/XW0tfu1wzFI/s1600/cerebro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEK3GBSEnRc/TbCh-FgnIGI/AAAAAAAAAgc/XW0tfu1wzFI/s1600/cerebro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Somente para distribuição gratuita.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Este trabalho pode ser impresso para distribuição gratuita.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Este trabalho pode ser re-formatado e distribuído para uso em computadores e redes de computadores&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;i&gt; contanto que nenhum custo seja cobrado pela distribuição ou uso.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;i&gt; De outra forma todos os direitos estão reservados.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="Normal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A prática da meditação da atenção plena, (&lt;i&gt;vipassana&lt;/i&gt;), durante oito semanas modifica a estrutura do cérebro.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal"&gt;Massachusetts, EUA. A participação num programa de  meditação da atenção plena com duração de oito semanas parece resultar  em mudanças mensuráveis nas regiões do cérebro associadas com a memória,  noção de identidade, empatia e estresse. Num estudo publicado na edição  de 30 de Janeiro de 2011 na Psychiatry Research: Neuroimaging, uma  equipe liderada por pesquisadores do Massachusetts General Hospital  (MGH), descrevem os resultados do estudo feito, o primeiro a documentar  modificações, devido à meditação, produzidas ao longo do tempo na massa  cinzenta do cérebro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal"&gt;"Embora a prática de meditação esteja associada com um  sentimento de paz e relaxamento físico, os praticantes há muito tempo  têm afirmado que a meditação também proporciona benefícios cognitivos e  psicológicos que persistem ao longo do dia," diz Sara Lazar, PhD, do MGH  Psychiatric Neuroimaging Research Program, a autora sênior do estudo.  "Este estudo demonstra que mudanças na estrutura do cérebro podem dar  suporte a algumas dessas melhorias que foram relatadas e que as pessoas  não se sentem melhor simplesmente porque estão passando algum tempo  relaxando." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal"&gt;Estudos anteriores feitos pela equipe da Dra. Lazar e  outros observaram diferenças estruturais entre os cérebros de  meditadores experientes e indivíduos sem histórico de meditação,  verificando o espessamento do córtex cerebral nas áreas associadas com a  atenção e a integração emocional. Mas essas investigações não puderam  documentar que essas diferenças tenham na verdade sido produzidas pela  meditação. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal"&gt;No presente estudo, imagens de Ressonância Magnética  (RM) dos 16 participantes no estudo foram feitas duas semanas antes que  eles tomassem parte durante 8 semanas no Programa para Redução de  Estresse com base na Atenção Plena do Centro para Atenção Plena da  Universidade de Massachusetts, (Mindfulness-Based Stress Reduction  Program (MBSR) da University of Massachusetts Center for Mindfulness).  Além das reuniões semanais que incluíam a prática da meditação da  atenção plena - dirigir a atenção desprovida de julgamento para as  sensações e estados mentais - os participantes receberam gravações de  áudio para a prática guiada da meditação e foram solicitados a manter o  registro de quanto tempo meditavam a cada dia. Também foram tomadas  imagens de RM do cérebro de um grupo de controle de não meditadores  durante o mesmo intervalo de tempo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal"&gt;Os participantes no grupo dos meditadores relataram em  média praticar a meditação durante 27 minutos por dia e as suas  respostas a um teste sobre a atenção indicaram melhoras significativas  comparadas com o resultado antes do estudo. A análise das imagens de RM,  que focaram nas áreas em que diferenças associadas à meditação foram  observadas em estudos anteriores, encontraram aumento na densidade da  massa cinzenta no hipocampo, que é sabido ser importante para o  aprendizado e memória e nas estruturas associadas com a noção de  identidade, compaixão e introspecção. A redução no nível de estresse  relatada pelos participantes foi correlacionada com a redução na  densidade da massa cinzenta na amígdala, que é sabido desempenhar um  importante papel na ansiedade e estresse. Embora nenhuma mudança tenha  sido observada na estrutura associada à noção de identidade denominada  insula, que havia sido identificada em estudos anteriores, os autores  sugeriram que a prática da meditação por um período de tempo mais longo  pode ser necessária para produzir mudanças nessa área. Nenhuma dessas  alterações foi observada no grupo de controle, indicando que não foi uma  mudança devido à mera passagem do tempo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal"&gt;"É fascinante observar a plasticidade do cérebro e que  praticando a meditação podemos desempenhar um papel ativo na  transformação do cérebro e que podemos aumentar o nosso bem-estar e  qualidade de vida," disse Britta Hölzel, PhD, uma das autoras do estudo e  pesquisadora no MGH e na Giessen University na Alemanha. "Outros  estudos em diferentes grupos de pacientes demonstraram que a meditação  pode resultar em melhorias significativas numa variedade de sintomas e  agora estamos investigando os mecanismos subjacentes no cérebro que  facilitam essa mudança." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal"&gt;Amishi Jha, PhD, um cientista neurológico na  Universidade  de Miami que investiga os efeitos do treinamento da  atenção plena em indivíduos em situações de estresse intensas, diz,  "Esses resultados elucidam os mecanismos do treinamento baseado na  atenção plena. Eles demonstram que não somente a experiência de estresse  de uma pessoa pode ser reduzida com um programa de treinamento da  atenção plena de oito semanas mas que essa mudança  experimentada  corresponde a mudanças estruturais na amígdala, uma descoberta que abre  as portas para muitas outras oportunidades de investigação do potencial  de MBSR para proteger contra distúrbios originados do estresse como por  exemplo o distúrbio do estresse pós traumático (PTSD - Post-Traumatic  Stress Disorder). Jha não foi um dos pesquisadores no estudo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal"&gt;James Carmody, PhD, do Center for Mindfulness na  University of Massachusetts Medical School, é um dos co-autores do  estudo que teve o apoio do National Institutes of Health, da British  Broadcasting Company, e do Mind and Life Institute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr align="center" size="2" width="100%" /&gt;&lt;div class="Normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Referência:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="Normal"&gt;1. Britta K. Hölzel, James Carmody, Mark Vangel,  Christina Congleton, Sita M. Yerramsetti, Tim Gard, Sara W. Lazar.  Mindfulness practice leads to increases in regional brain gray matter  density. Psychiatry Research: Neuroimaging, 2011; 191 (1): 36 DOI:  10.1016/j.pscychresns.2010.08.006.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Texto retirado do site&lt;/b&gt;:http://www.acessoaoinsight.net/index.htm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="Normal"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &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/2389143660883388869-8986232459554453474?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/8986232459554453474/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=8986232459554453474' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8986232459554453474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8986232459554453474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/04/meditacao-da-atencao-plena-e-estrutura.html' title='A Meditação da Atenção Plena e a Estrutura do Cérebro'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vEK3GBSEnRc/TbCh-FgnIGI/AAAAAAAAAgc/XW0tfu1wzFI/s72-c/cerebro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-5701273801807743424</id><published>2011-04-17T15:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T15:51:29.318-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida coletiva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen budismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monja Coen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prática'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida pessoal'/><title type='text'>Zen Budismo: prática na vida pessoal e coletiva</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dgq7gS15iRI?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-5701273801807743424?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/5701273801807743424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=5701273801807743424' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5701273801807743424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5701273801807743424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/04/zen-budismo-pratica-na-vida-pessoal-e.html' title='Zen Budismo: prática na vida pessoal e coletiva'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dgq7gS15iRI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-5349034450868913983</id><published>2011-04-11T20:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T19:06:47.940-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Satish Kaku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divindade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coração'/><title type='text'>Quando sua alma se separa de sua cabeça</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4cFo0TJZU6c/TaOLZXeF5cI/AAAAAAAAAgY/LL40SntgJVw/s1600/www.fotofrontera.com+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4cFo0TJZU6c/TaOLZXeF5cI/AAAAAAAAAgY/LL40SntgJVw/s400/www.fotofrontera.com+5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Quando sua alma se separa de sua cabeça, ou a sua cabeça é substituída pelo coração, você começa o novo conjunto de olhos e começa a ver mais a verdade, também começa a ver o universo como um lugar de grande abundância de escolha e oportunidades. Você vai ver coisas e pessoas como elas são, em sua essência ... .. cheio de amor e divindade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~ Satish Kaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Imagem: Banco de Imagens Gratuitas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-5349034450868913983?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/5349034450868913983/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=5349034450868913983' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5349034450868913983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5349034450868913983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/04/quando-sua-alma-se-separa-de-sua-cabeca.html' title='Quando sua alma se separa de sua cabeça'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4cFo0TJZU6c/TaOLZXeF5cI/AAAAAAAAAgY/LL40SntgJVw/s72-c/www.fotofrontera.com+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-7178622450546167751</id><published>2011-04-07T19:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T21:19:29.695-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anjos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tragédia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rio'/><title type='text'>Prefiro encarar assim esta tragédia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PYuvU5Z0fhQ/TZ48kTtrklI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/lkjyOyINTXA/s1600/anjos12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PYuvU5Z0fhQ/TZ48kTtrklI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/lkjyOyINTXA/s320/anjos12.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Me parecia uma quinta feira normal, até que algumas crianças pularam o portão da escola como anjos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Imagem: Banco de imagens gratuitas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-7178622450546167751?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/7178622450546167751/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=7178622450546167751' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7178622450546167751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7178622450546167751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/04/prefiro-encarar-assim-esta-tragedia.html' title='Prefiro encarar assim esta tragédia'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PYuvU5Z0fhQ/TZ48kTtrklI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/lkjyOyINTXA/s72-c/anjos12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-6477955661571266121</id><published>2011-04-05T21:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:28:34.332-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tofuku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silêncio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoichi'/><title type='text'>O Templo do Silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BoEl_Kux6P0/TZuwPRLJ0WI/AAAAAAAAAgM/9aEOmz7a2_s/s1600/sojiji-soin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BoEl_Kux6P0/TZuwPRLJ0WI/AAAAAAAAAgM/9aEOmz7a2_s/s400/sojiji-soin.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shoichi era um mestre com um só olho do Zen, mestre iluminado.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ele ensinou aos seus discípulos no templo Tofuku.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shoichi resolveu que o templo permaneceria em silêncio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dia e noite, o templo inteiro ficou em silêncio. Não havia nenhum som.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mesmo a recitação de sutras foi abolida pelo professor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seus alunos não tinham nada a fazer, senão meditar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando o mestre Shoichi morreu, um velho vizinho ouviu o toque dos sinos e a recitação de sutras.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então, ele sabia, Shoichi tinha ido.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: Sotozen-net. Templo Sojiji.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-6477955661571266121?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/6477955661571266121/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=6477955661571266121' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/6477955661571266121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/6477955661571266121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-templo-do-silencio.html' title='O Templo do Silêncio'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BoEl_Kux6P0/TZuwPRLJ0WI/AAAAAAAAAgM/9aEOmz7a2_s/s72-c/sojiji-soin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-3793811079791392044</id><published>2011-03-28T21:23:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T21:26:16.046-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zazen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilusão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dignidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felicidade existe?'/><title type='text'>Felicidade Existe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X2sJwdqhsvQ/TY9eolA-UZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/oJqXeyReYxk/s1600/Imagenes+del+Casino+-10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X2sJwdqhsvQ/TY9eolA-UZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/oJqXeyReYxk/s400/Imagenes+del+Casino+-10.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Todos nós queremos a felicidade. Que beleza que é a felicidade, mas, temos a tendência de acharmos que é um premio dado aos mais dotados, aos mais aptos, seja de inteligência, beleza, força, ou quantidades.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Não tenho dúvidas, de que realmente este é o objetivo de nossas vidas. Assim que nos damos conta de nossa existência, saímos correndo pela vida como se fosse um grande centro de compras, e maravilhados pelo que vemos &amp;nbsp;carregamos tudo o vem pela frente. É um sentimento que vai se desenvolvendo e sendo repassado como única e imutável verdade. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ter é felicidade.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Sem dúvida, e não nego isto, a tecnologia facilidade nossas vidas, encurta caminhos, enfeita, embeleza, rejuvenesce, mas &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;não nos conforta&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; de nada. Mesmo assim temos a certeza que quanto mais objetos carregamos mais felizes nós seremos, e o pior é a&amp;nbsp; impressão de nossa mente, é que será para sempre.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Nossos amigos, conhecidos, parentes, ostentando de maneira digna todos os "prêmios dados" por este &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;sistema ilusório&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, como casas, piscinas, carros, fazendas e até poder. Como se fossem felizes, ou fingem felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Faz outras pessoas que não possuem tudo isto se sentirem desprestigiadas pela vida. Sem entenderem direito exatamente onde se encontra esta menina travessa chamada felicidade. O pior que a maioria dos seres humanos que não possuem os "&lt;b&gt;presentes&lt;/b&gt;" da vida, acreditam que a felicidade está escondida em algum canto da vida, ou que foram abandonados de alguma forma pelos céus. Sem contar na ideia de punição, merecimento e assim vai. Fazem suas escolhas baseados no externo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A felicidade está dentro de nós. Quando eliminamos todos os medos, inclusive da morte, nos sentimos mais próximos da verdadeira felicidade. &amp;nbsp;Vocês já imaginaram, o que é não sentir medo nesta vida. Simplesmente não ter medo. Pensaram?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;O remédio é quebrar com todas as ilusões que a mente cria. Encarar a vida simplesmente como ela é, sem julgamentos ou repulsa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Medite, vá fundo, mais fundo ainda....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A gente volta a falar sobre este assunto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Agora vou fazer um Zazen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Felicidades&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Imagem: Banco de Imagens Gratuitas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-3793811079791392044?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/3793811079791392044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=3793811079791392044' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3793811079791392044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3793811079791392044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/03/felicidade-existe.html' title='Felicidade Existe?'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X2sJwdqhsvQ/TY9eolA-UZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/oJqXeyReYxk/s72-c/Imagenes+del+Casino+-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-4569632601927028061</id><published>2011-03-24T18:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T18:03:06.924-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mario Quintana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hai-Kai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rosa'/><title type='text'>Hai-Kai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-7uROPuP_x3w/TYuwuuHz9iI/AAAAAAAAAf8/XH_BfkcTx2s/s1600/www.BancodeImagenesGratuitas.com-rdcIII-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-7uROPuP_x3w/TYuwuuHz9iI/AAAAAAAAAf8/XH_BfkcTx2s/s400/www.BancodeImagenesGratuitas.com-rdcIII-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Rosa suntuosa e simples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;como podes estar tão vestida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;e ao mesmo tempo inteiramente nua?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mario Quintana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: Banco de Imagens Gratuitas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-4569632601927028061?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/4569632601927028061/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=4569632601927028061' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4569632601927028061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4569632601927028061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/03/hai-kai.html' title='Hai-Kai'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-7uROPuP_x3w/TYuwuuHz9iI/AAAAAAAAAf8/XH_BfkcTx2s/s72-c/www.BancodeImagenesGratuitas.com-rdcIII-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-5940902203900572363</id><published>2011-03-18T19:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T19:38:45.270-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditar'/><title type='text'>Opa</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; Invariavelmente me pego pensando. Opa, volto a meditar..., volto a pensar novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Eita coisa difícil essa coisa de meditar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-5940902203900572363?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/5940902203900572363/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=5940902203900572363' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5940902203900572363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5940902203900572363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/03/opa.html' title='Opa'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-3110118845176803443</id><published>2011-03-15T15:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T15:11:51.008-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aristóteles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felicidade'/><title type='text'>Revolução da Alma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; O texto é batido, mas gosto dele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Ninguém é dono de sua felicidade, por isso: não entregue sua alegria, sua paz e sua vida nas mãos de ninguém, absolutamente ninguém!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Somos livres, não pertencemos a ninguém e não podemos querer ser donos dos desejos, das vontades ou dos sonhos de quem quer que seja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A razão da sua vida é você mesmo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A sua paz interior é a sua meta de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Quando sentir um vazio na alma, quando acreditar que ainda está faltando algo, mesmo tendo tudo, remeta seu pensamento para os seus desejos mais íntimos e busque a divindade que existe em você.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;- Será que ele já fazia Zazen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Aristóteles: 360AC&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/2389143660883388869-3110118845176803443?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/3110118845176803443/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=3110118845176803443' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3110118845176803443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3110118845176803443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/03/revolucao-da-alma_15.html' title='Revolução da Alma'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-8938363191010833258</id><published>2011-03-11T20:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T20:03:31.299-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Solidariedade ao povo do Japão</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Minha solidariedade ao povo japonês neste momento triste.&amp;nbsp; Todos que estejam sofrendo se sintam abraçados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-8938363191010833258?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/8938363191010833258/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=8938363191010833258' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8938363191010833258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8938363191010833258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/03/solidariedade-ao-povo-do-japao.html' title='Solidariedade ao povo do Japão'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-2114025124526795717</id><published>2011-02-28T20:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:31:21.258-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heródoto Barbeiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ser budista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siddhartha Gautama'/><title type='text'>Para ser Budista</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YIx6i6te8zk/TWwwOE_5zPI/AAAAAAAAAfg/lasmaP1pN-k/s1600/borobudur3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YIx6i6te8zk/TWwwOE_5zPI/AAAAAAAAAfg/lasmaP1pN-k/s320/borobudur3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Ninguém precisa abandonar a sua vida, raspar a cabeça, vestir um manto amarelo e sair por aí recitando sutras. Não é preciso abandonar a família, parar de trabalhar ou ir para uma cabana na selva ou na montanha. É preciso apenas perceber que as coisas são passageiras e que tudo o que se pode obter nesta vida também se pode perder.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Não se pode agarrar nas coisas ou nas pessoas, pois elas são impermanentes, e o apego a elas é uma fonte constante de dor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Siddharta Gautama, o Buda histórico, não pediu a ninguém que acreditasse no que ele dizia, apenas que meditasse e visse com os olhos da mente pura o desenrolar&amp;nbsp; da vida. Seus ensinamentos são simples, diretos e vão ao âmago da condição humana. Talvez por isto sejam tão difíceis de serem praticadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto do livro: Buda O Mito e a Realidade&lt;br /&gt;Autor: Heródoto Barbeiro&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Imagem: http://www.dharmanet.com.br/multimidia/estatuas.php&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-2114025124526795717?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/2114025124526795717/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=2114025124526795717' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2114025124526795717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2114025124526795717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/02/para-ser-budista.html' title='Para ser Budista'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YIx6i6te8zk/TWwwOE_5zPI/AAAAAAAAAfg/lasmaP1pN-k/s72-c/borobudur3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-2246584948536148603</id><published>2011-02-22T18:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T19:51:50.754-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditação.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zazen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fukanzazengi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mestre Eihei Dogen'/><title type='text'>FUKANZAZENGI; Regras Universais do Zazen</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 class="western"&gt;Regras universais do Zazen&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="western"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 class="western"&gt;(FUKANZAZENGI)&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="western"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Manual de meditação do mestre Eihei Dogen - Japão, 1200 - 1253 dC)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Agora, quando procuramos a fonte do Caminho, descobrimos que é universal e absoluta. Torna-se desnecessário distinguir entre prática e iluminação. O ensinamento supremo é livre, então por que deveríamos estudar os meios de atingi-lo? Sem dúvida, o Caminho está bem longe da delusão. Por que, então, preocupar-se com os meios de eliminá-la?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;O Caminho está completamente presente onde você está, então qual a necessidade de prática e de iluminação? Contudo, se no início houver a menor diferença entre você e o Caminho, o resultado será uma separação maior do que aquela entre o céu e a terra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Se surgir o menor pensamento dualista, você perderá sua mente-Buda. Por exemplo, algumas pessoas se orgulham de sua compreensão, e acreditam que estão ricamente dotadas com a sabedoria de Buda. Crêem que já alcançaram o Caminho, iluminaram suas mentes e conquistaram o poder de tocar os céus. Imaginam que estão andando no reino da iluminação. Mas o fato é que quase perderam o Caminho absoluto, que está além da própria iluminação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Ainda se vêem as marcas daquele que por seis anos sentou-se erecto e se ouvem os ecos do Monte Shaolim onde por nove anos sentou-se de face para a parede aquele que transmitiu o selo da mente. Já que estes antigos sábios eram tão diligentes, como podem os praticantes dos dias atuais deixar de praticar zazen? Devemos parar de correr atrás de palavras e de letras e aprendermos a nos retirar e refletir sobre nós mesmos. Quando assim fazemos, nosso corpo e mente são naturalmente transcendidos, e nossa natureza-Buda original se manifesta. Se almejarmos realizar a sabedoria de Buda, devemos começar a praticar imediatamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Para fazer zazen, é desejável um local tranqüilo. Devemos ser moderados no comer e no beber, abandonando todo relacionamento deludido. Deixando tudo de lado, não pensemos nem no bem, nem no mal, nem no certo, nem no errado. Assim, tendo cessado a agitação da mente, abandonamos até mesmo a idéia de nos tornar Buda. Isto é verdadeiro não só para o zazen, mas para todas as nossas ações cotidianas, sem apego ao sentar ou ao deitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Geralmente, colocamos um acolchoado quadrado no chão, onde vamos sentar, e sobre ele uma almofada redonda. Podemos sentar na posição de lótus ou na de meio lótus. Na primeira, colocamos o pé direito sobre a coxa esquerda, e em seguida o pé esquerdo sobre a coxa direita. Na segunda, apenas colocamos o pé esquerdo sobre a coxa direita. As roupas devem ser folgadas, mas bem arrumadas. Em seguida, colocamos o dorso da mão direita sobre o pé esquerdo e o dorso da mão esquerda sobre a palma direita, com as pontas dos polegares se tocando levemente. Devemos nos sentar perfeitamente eretos, nem inclinados à direita, nem à esquerda, nem para frente, nem para trás. As orelhas devem estar alinhadas com os ombros e o nariz alinhado com o umbigo. A ponta da língua deve ser colocada no palato, os lábios e dentes devem ficar fechados. Mantendo os olhos entreabertos, respiramos suavemente pelas narinas. Finalmente, tendo regulado o corpo e a mente fazemos uma respiração profunda, movendo nosso corpo para a esquerda e para a direita e então, devemos ficar imóveis, sentados tão firmes quanto uma rocha. Existe o pensar, existe o não pensar e existe o inconcebível. Esta é a verdadeira base do zazen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Zazen não é meditação passo a passo. É o portal do Darma da agradável tranqüilidade, é a prática e a realização da Iluminação, é tornar-se o "koan". A verdade aparece, não mais havendo delusão. Se compreendermos isto, estaremos completamente livres, como um dragão na água, ou um tigre recostado na montanha. O Darma Correto surge naturalmente e ficamos completamente livres de todo cansaço e confusão.&lt;br /&gt;Ao terminarmos o zazen, devemos mover o corpo devagar e nos levantar com calma. Não devemos nos mover bruscamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Pela virtude do zazen, é possível transcender a diferença entre o comum e o sagrado e obter a capacidade de morrer sentado ou de pé. Além do mais, é impossível para nossa mente discriminatória compreender como os Budas e Ancestrais do Darma comunicaram a essência do Zen a seus discípulos, com o levantar de um dedo, com uma vara, jogando uma agulha ou batendo com o martelo de madeira; ou como eles transmitiram a iluminação com o levantar de um hossu, de um punho, de um bastão ou com um grito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tampouco, este assunto pode ser compreendido através de poderes sobrenaturais ou de uma visão dualista de prática e iluminação. Zazen é a prática além dos mundos subjetivos e objetivos, além do pensamento discriminatório. Assim, nenhuma discriminação deverá ser feita entre o inteligente e o não-inteligente. Praticar o Caminho com todo o respeito é, em si mesmo, iluminação. Não existe separação entre a prática e a iluminação, ou entre o zazen e a vida cotidiana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Os Budas e Ancestrais do Darma, tanto neste país, quanto na Índia e na China, todos preservaram cuidadosamente a mente-Buda e incentivaram assiduamente o treinamento Zen. Devemos, pois, nos dedicar exclusivamente, e sermos completamente absorvidos pela prática do zazen. Apesar da divulgação de inúmeras maneiras de se compreender o Budismo, devemos praticar somente o zazen. Não há motivo para abandonarmos nosso assento de meditação e fazermos viagens inúteis a outros países. Se nosso primeiro passo for errado, inevitavelmente tropeçaremos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Já tivemos a boa fortuna de nascer com um corpo precioso, então, não devemos desperdiçar nosso tempo à toa. Agora que sabemos qual é a coisa mais importante no Budismo, como podemos ficar satisfeitos com o mundo transitório? Nossos corpos são como o orvalho sobre a relva, e nossas vidas como o clarão de um raio, que desaparece num instante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Sinceros praticantes Zen, não se espantem com o Verdadeiro Dragão, nem gastem muito tempo inutilmente apalpando apenas uma pequena parte do elefante. Dediquem seus esforços ao caminho que leva diretamente à natureza-Buda. Respeitem aqueles que alcançaram o conhecimento completo, que estão sem intenção de intenção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tornem-se um com a sabedoria dos Budas e assim, sucessores legítimos da iluminação dos Ancestrais. Praticando desta maneira, certamente serão capazes de compreender tudo isto. Então, a casa do tesouro naturalmente se abrirá e vocês poderão se servir à vontade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="western" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tradução: Monja Coen, &lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span lang="zxx"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monjacoen.com.br/"&gt;www.monjacoen.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-2246584948536148603?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/2246584948536148603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=2246584948536148603' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2246584948536148603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2246584948536148603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/02/regras-universais-do-zazen.html' title='FUKANZAZENGI; Regras Universais do Zazen'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-2407029984120069653</id><published>2011-02-17T18:07:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T18:09:09.606-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mestre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sábio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dharma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bodhidharma'/><title type='text'>Bodhidharma e o imperador</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rydQuYc1xxc/TV1_orYarwI/AAAAAAAAAe4/mEvfrg0fSy0/s1600/Bodhidharma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rydQuYc1xxc/TV1_orYarwI/AAAAAAAAAe4/mEvfrg0fSy0/s400/Bodhidharma.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ssim que Bodhidharma* introduziu o Zen na China, ele foi levado à presença do imperador Wu, um devoto do Budismo, que estava interessado em discutir os princípios do Zen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Nós construímos templos, copiamos os sutras sagrados, ordenamos monges e monjas. Qual o mérito pela nossa conduta?", perguntou o imperador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Nenhum mérito", disse o mestre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O imperador chocado e ofendido, pensou que tal resposta estava subvertendo todo o dogma budista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Então qual é o Santo Dharma?**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Um vasto vazio, sem nada dentro dele", afirmou Bodhidharma, para surpresa do imperador. Este ficou furioso e levantou-se para fazer uma última pergunta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Quem és, então para ficares diante de mim como se fosse um sábio?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Eu não sei majestade", respondeu o mestre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; *Bodhidharma: vigésimo oitavo discípulo de Buda, ele introduziu o Zen na China no século V.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; **Santo Dharma é o Primeiro Princípio do Budismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Texto do livro: Pocket Zen de Bruno Pacheco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-2407029984120069653?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/2407029984120069653/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=2407029984120069653' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2407029984120069653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2407029984120069653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/02/bodhidharma-e-o-imperador.html' title='Bodhidharma e o imperador'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rydQuYc1xxc/TV1_orYarwI/AAAAAAAAAe4/mEvfrg0fSy0/s72-c/Bodhidharma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-837094976296353944</id><published>2011-02-09T20:23:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T23:27:48.698-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='permanente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anatta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anicca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passageiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dukkha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prazer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nada'/><title type='text'>OS TRÊS SELOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;1. DUKKHA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;        A vida é insatisfatória. O prazer no mundo físico é passageiro. Disso inevitavelmente vem a dor. Portanto, nada que possamos experimentar é totalmente satisfatório. Não há local de descanso em meio à mudança constante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;   &lt;b&gt;2. ANICCA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;       Nada é permanente. Toda experiência é varrida pelo fluxo das coisas. O ciclo da causa e efeito é infinito e confuso. Portanto, não é possível alcançar clareza ou a permanência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;   &lt;b&gt;3. ANATTA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;       O eu separado e distinto é inconsistente e, em última análise, irreal. Usamos palavras como &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;alma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; e &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;personalidade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; para designar algo que é transitório e efêmero. Nossas tentativas de chegar ao eu real nunca chegam ao fim, mas também nunca dão certo. Portanto, em busca de segurança, apegamo-nos a uma ilusão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt; Texto do livro, Buda A história de um iluminado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;  Autor: Deepak Chopra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-837094976296353944?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/837094976296353944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=837094976296353944' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/837094976296353944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/837094976296353944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/02/os-tres-selos.html' title='OS TRÊS SELOS'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-3746173033342136232</id><published>2011-02-03T16:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T16:02:41.067-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taikanji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retiro de carnaval'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retiro Zen'/><title type='text'>O Templo Taikanji convida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding: 2px 5px 2px 7px; width: 100%;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;O Templo Taikanji convida todos para  participar dos nossos próximos encontros:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial; color: blue; font-size: 28pt;"&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial; color: green; font-size: 28pt;"&gt;Mini  Sesshin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;de  12 a 13 de  fevereiro de 2011&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; text-indent: 35.4pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Em homenagem à data  do Parinirvana de Buda Shakyamuni convidamos todos a participar conosco de um  fim de semana com práticas de Zazen (meditação Zen), Kinhin (meditação andando)  e Samu (trabalho comunitário) no Templo Taikanji.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; text-indent: 35.4pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; text-indent: 35.4pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; text-indent: 35.4pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Período:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  de sábado (12/02) a partir das 10h a domingo (13/02) às  17h.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;O que levar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; roupas de cama, calçado para usar dentro da casa  comunitária, lanterna, guarda-chuva e roupas  confortáveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Doação sugerida:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; R$50,00 por dia (refeições e acomodação  inclusas).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Para mais informações e dados para  depósito, entre em contato respondendo este e-mail ou pelos telefones (11)  9555-2378 e (11) 2473-0912.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: blue; font-size: 28pt;"&gt;Zen e Yoga Retiro de  Carnaval&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;de 05 a 08 de março de  2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Com início no dia 05/02 (sexta) às 10h00, teremos  práticas de  Zazen (meditação Zen), Kinhin (meditação andando), Samu  (trabalho comunitário) e Yoga (asanas e pranayamas), acompanhados de alimentação  vegetariana balanceada, no belo Taikanji, Templo Zen Budista da Grande  Compaixão, um santuário situado em meio à Serra da Mantiqueira, em Pedra Bela, SP. Confira  também a Agenda no portal &lt;a title="http://www.zengarden.com.br/" href="http://www.zengarden.com.br/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span title="http://www.zengarden.com.br/ CTRL + Clique para seguir o link"  style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;www.zengarden.com.br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Programação diária&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Zazen, 5 períodos de 30 min.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Yoga, 2 práticas de  1h15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Samu, 2 práticas de 45  min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Budismo, 1 palestra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Inscrições mediante depósito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;O valor para os quatro dias, que  inclui a estadia e todas as refeições, é de R$370,00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;O valor com desconto para  inscrições realizadas até o dia 15/02/2011 (terça-feira) é de  R$345,00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Para mais informações e dados para  depósito, entre em contato respondendo este e-mail ou pelos telefones (11)  9555-2378 e (11) 2473-0912.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; margin-bottom: 15px; min-height: 19px; overflow: visible;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: inline-block; margin-bottom: 25px; min-height: 244px; vertical-align: top; overflow: visible; margin-right: 25px;"&gt; &lt;table style="min-height: 244px;"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;       &lt;div style="width: 215px; min-height: 215px; overflow: hidden;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin-top: 27px; display: inline-block; margin-left: 0px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=a9f1c4475a&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=12de13aa23f9bc74&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="215" border="0" height="161" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;       &lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 215px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hatha  Yoga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: inline-block; margin-bottom: 25px; min-height: 244px; vertical-align: top; overflow: visible; margin-right: 25px;"&gt; &lt;table style="min-height: 244px;"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;       &lt;div style="width: 215px; min-height: 215px; overflow: hidden;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin-top: 27px; display: inline-block; margin-left: 0px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=a9f1c4475a&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=12de13aa23f9bc74&amp;amp;attid=0.2&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="215" border="0" height="161" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;       &lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 215px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;Samu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: inline-block; margin-bottom: 25px; min-height: 244px; vertical-align: top; overflow: visible; margin-right: 25px;"&gt; &lt;table style="min-height: 244px;"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;       &lt;div style="width: 215px; min-height: 215px; overflow: hidden;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin-top: 0px; display: inline-block; margin-left: 27px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=a9f1c4475a&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=12de13aa23f9bc74&amp;amp;attid=0.3&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="161" border="0" height="215" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;       &lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 215px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;Alimentação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: inline-block; margin-bottom: 25px; min-height: 244px; vertical-align: top; overflow: visible; margin-right: 25px;"&gt; &lt;table style="min-height: 244px;"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;       &lt;div style="width: 215px; min-height: 215px; overflow: hidden;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin-top: 27px; display: inline-block; margin-left: 0px;" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=a9f1c4475a&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=12de13aa23f9bc74&amp;amp;attid=0.4&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="215" border="0" height="161" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;       &lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 215px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"&gt;Templo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-3746173033342136232?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/3746173033342136232/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=3746173033342136232' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3746173033342136232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3746173033342136232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-templo-taikanji-convida.html' title='O Templo Taikanji convida'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-3123669371451965211</id><published>2011-01-31T15:38:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T16:15:15.533-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trucidado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gereral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mestre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guerra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feudal'/><title type='text'>Você está pronto para ser trucidado?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TUb70ZKwDmI/AAAAAAAAAeo/9WF5i3YA0N0/s1600/Wallpaper%2BGame%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 507px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TUb70ZKwDmI/AAAAAAAAAeo/9WF5i3YA0N0/s400/Wallpaper%2BGame%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568414866817945186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;D&lt;/span&gt;urante as guerras civis na China feudal, todos os habitantes de uma cidade fugiram apavorados ao saberem que um exército invasor estava se aproximando para saquear e tomar o poder. O general daquele exército era conhecido por sua crueldade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Quando chegaram à vila, os batedores disseram ao general que todo0s tinham fugido, exceto um mestre Zen que ainda se encontrava no templo. O general foi até lá, curioso em conhecer o tal homem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Ao chegar, não foi recebido com a normal submissão e terror com que estava acostumado a ser tratado por todos. Isso levou o general à fúria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  "Seu tolo, não percebe que você está diante de um homem que pode trucidá-lo num piscar de olhos?" , gritou o general.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  "E você percebe que está diante de um homem que pode ser trucidado num piscar de olhos?", perguntou o mestre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto retirado do livro: Pocket Zen, do Autor Bruno Pacheco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: Banco de imagens gratuitas, Game 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-3123669371451965211?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/3123669371451965211/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=3123669371451965211' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3123669371451965211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3123669371451965211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/01/voce-esta-pronto-para-ser-trucidado.html' title='Você está pronto para ser trucidado?'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TUb70ZKwDmI/AAAAAAAAAeo/9WF5i3YA0N0/s72-c/Wallpaper%2BGame%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-8600999300762120080</id><published>2011-01-29T15:07:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T15:42:58.010-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memória'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aufheben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livro dos Abraços'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hegel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='história'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eduardo Galeano'/><title type='text'>Celebrações das contradições</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TURROtCeEhI/AAAAAAAAAeg/GUm5NFFTDKE/s1600/www.bancodeimagenesgratuitas.com%2B%2528u1%2529.jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TURROtCeEhI/AAAAAAAAAeg/GUm5NFFTDKE/s400/www.bancodeimagenesgratuitas.com%2B%2528u1%2529.jpeg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567664352386748946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;omo trágica ladainha a memória boba se repete. A memória viva, porém, nasce a cada dia, porque ela vem do que foi e é contra o que foi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Aufheben&lt;/span&gt; era o verbo que Hegel preferia, entre todos os verbos do idioma alemão.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Aufheben &lt;/span&gt;significa ao mesmo tempo, conservar e anular; e assim presta homenagem à história humana, que morrendo nasce e rompendo cria."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Este texto é muito Zen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Texto retirado:  Do Livro dos Abraços, do autor Eduardo Galeano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Imagem: Banco de imagenes Gratuitas; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://joseluisavilaherrera.blogspot.com/2011/01/selecciones-especiales-del-banco-de_21.html"&gt;Selecciones especiales del Banco de Imágenes XXXV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-8600999300762120080?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/8600999300762120080/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=8600999300762120080' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8600999300762120080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8600999300762120080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/01/celebracoes-das-contradicoes.html' title='Celebrações das contradições'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TURROtCeEhI/AAAAAAAAAeg/GUm5NFFTDKE/s72-c/www.bancodeimagenesgratuitas.com%2B%2528u1%2529.jpeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-789442258236064376</id><published>2011-01-27T12:24:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T16:22:29.027-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='associação Zen de Campinas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caminho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praticante'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monja Coen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devoção'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monge Enjo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devoto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiração'/><title type='text'>Um Buda para o pai ( uma pequena interferência nesse Blog)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TUGLAy5VfnI/AAAAAAAAAeY/csMMXl6XMJc/s1600/SDC11861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566883460185161330" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TUGLAy5VfnI/AAAAAAAAAeY/csMMXl6XMJc/s400/SDC11861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buda &lt;/span&gt;para o pai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( uma pequena interferência nesse Blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fé quando sincera e serena é realmente contagiante. A roda do dharma gira e tudo parece contribuir para que o ser encontre o seu objetivo e contemple a sua experiência. Assim foi com o nosso Paulo, assim foi com o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pai &lt;/span&gt;- como diria sua filha Paula atenta aos seus anseios.&lt;br /&gt;Quando o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pai &lt;/span&gt;estava iniciando suas descobertas no budismo ,eu e a Paula estávamos preocupadas em encontrar uma representação do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buda &lt;/span&gt;histórico para satisfazer um desejo dele de ter um canto para suas práticas . E nesta cidade como na região foi um anda daqui e um anda dali para achar algo que considerássemos adequado para o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pai&lt;/span&gt;. E todos os dias onde quer que fôssemos procurávamos algo para agradar aquele homem que ,sem perceber, nos contagiou com a sua prática a ponto de nas pequenas atitudes estarmos voltadas para ela. A Paula sempre dizia; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;achou um Buda para o pai? &lt;/span&gt;- quase sem saber quantas representações poderiam existir e sem entender todo o contexto , mas feliz na devoção a fé do pai. E a cada busca , um amigo, um vizinho , o cunhado, alguém dava informações sobre uma imagem que achava.&lt;br /&gt;A busca do nosso Paulo nesses anos todos foi tão incansável, que ele estudou horas o mais que pode, procurou o mais que pode, encontrou pessoas, conversou, trocou experiências, se aventurou , suspirou, admirou , contemplou, errou, acertou e encontrou. Encontrou pessoas maravilhosas que o ajudaram na prática como a monja Coen e o querido Monge Enjo, mesmo longe, mas tão perto. Do senhor que fabrica o zafu, e de todos os outros grupos solitários como ele. E assim a jornada continuava - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paula ! Viu um Buda para o pai?&lt;/span&gt; E o homem perseverou em encontrar os ensinamentos e praticar e viu o Zen e sentiu o Zen e se confortou no Zen. E nós o acompanhamos e o incentivamos para os retiros , para os encontros e procurávamos mais que uma representação de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buda &lt;/span&gt;para ele, respirávamos junto com ele o ar do budismo e fazíamos de tudo como fazemos agora para que ele pudesse praticar.&lt;br /&gt;Esse Paulo ainda solitário , que não tem uma shanga, que ainda não tem os seus votos de botsatva, mas que tem todas as shangas do mundo e o seu voto apenas com o budismo, com os ensinamentos e que sempre procura uma palavra do caminho para despertar alguém. E dessa forma caminhando achamos um &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buda para o pai,&lt;/span&gt; ou &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buda &lt;/span&gt;o achou . Indicamos a loja , ele entrou , se olharam e ele disse - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;É esse! &lt;/span&gt;- simples assim, pequeno, representativo, bonito como a mente zen , como a sua fé que nos inspirou.&lt;br /&gt;Que a inspiração chegue a todos os seres, praticantes ou não , a inspiração calma e tranquila da vontade que elimina as diferenças ,como chegou para o pai da Paula e para mim , sua esposa ; a inspiração da alegria de servir aos propósitos de um devoto sincero pelo simples prazer de ver sua fé suspirar e se expandir no caminho do bem.&lt;br /&gt;Beijos pai! Que a iluminação te alcance! Que Buda sempre te inspire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da sua Anne e da filha Paula &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-789442258236064376?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/789442258236064376/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=789442258236064376' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/789442258236064376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/789442258236064376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/01/um-buda-para-o-pai-uma-pequena.html' title='Um Buda para o pai ( uma pequena interferência nesse Blog)'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TUGLAy5VfnI/AAAAAAAAAeY/csMMXl6XMJc/s72-c/SDC11861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-1926258060450029080</id><published>2011-01-25T15:09:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T14:08:28.927-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contemplar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natureza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rio de Janeiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reação'/><title type='text'>Reaprender a viver com a natureza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TT8KVESDMxI/AAAAAAAAAeA/WSXVHfzBMC8/s1600/www.BancodeImagenesGratuitas.com%2B-%2BFondo%2BMarino%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 496px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TT8KVESDMxI/AAAAAAAAAeA/WSXVHfzBMC8/s400/www.BancodeImagenesGratuitas.com%2B-%2BFondo%2BMarino%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566179021496202002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A dor pelas mortes e destruição no Rio de Janeiro é grande, é sufocante. Mas é necessário força para recomeçar e para reaprender com a própria natureza.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   Durante séculos os humanos usaram  os recursos da natureza,  sem o mínimo de escrúpulos. No mundo todo a Natureza grita por mudanças em nossas atitudes. Não percebemos seus gritos, exatamente por não contemplarmos mais; apenas usamos, usamos, usamos... . &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Uma lei física diz: "Para toda ação, existe uma reação contrária de mesma intensidade". Simples assim. Antes de tomar uma atitude, observe, contemple, perceba, sinta, os aromas, os ventos, os sons que a natureza emite. É a forma de comunicação da Terra com os homens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Só podemos ter certeza de uma coisa, a lei da ação e reação não mudará.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: .BancodeImagenesGratuitas.com - Fondo Marino 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-1926258060450029080?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/1926258060450029080/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=1926258060450029080' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1926258060450029080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1926258060450029080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2011/01/reaprender-viver-com-natureza.html' title='Reaprender a viver com a natureza'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TT8KVESDMxI/AAAAAAAAAeA/WSXVHfzBMC8/s72-c/www.BancodeImagenesGratuitas.com%2B-%2BFondo%2BMarino%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-6558064432508918448</id><published>2010-12-27T17:12:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T01:35:06.916-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabedoria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='férias'/><title type='text'>Férias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TRjnYETE9dI/AAAAAAAAAdg/g-4RsR6389w/s1600/www.BANCOdeIMAGENESgratuitas.com%2B%2528mensajes_3%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555444541018142162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TRjnYETE9dI/AAAAAAAAAdg/g-4RsR6389w/s400/www.BANCOdeIMAGENESgratuitas.com%2B%2528mensajes_3%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;As postagem irão diminuir pois entrarei de férias, e dependendo do lugar não terei acesso.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um 2011 com muita paz e sabedoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até, Gassho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: Banco de Imagem Gratuita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-6558064432508918448?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/6558064432508918448/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=6558064432508918448' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/6558064432508918448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/6558064432508918448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/12/ferias.html' title='Férias'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TRjnYETE9dI/AAAAAAAAAdg/g-4RsR6389w/s72-c/www.BANCOdeIMAGENESgratuitas.com%2B%2528mensajes_3%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-1886498993260353831</id><published>2010-12-23T17:11:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T22:52:50.750-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='despedir-me.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aún'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pablo Neruda'/><title type='text'>Pablo Neruda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt; Nós, os que percebemos, tocamos os metais, o vento, as margens do oceano, as pedras, sabendo que seguirão, imóveis ou ardentes, e eu fui descobrindo, dando nome as coisas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;foi meu destino amar e despedir-me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto de: Aún; Pablo Neruda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-1886498993260353831?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/1886498993260353831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=1886498993260353831' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1886498993260353831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1886498993260353831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/12/pablo-neruda.html' title='Pablo Neruda'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-7726970245721617060</id><published>2010-12-16T18:53:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T19:11:54.116-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabedoria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esperança'/><title type='text'>Esperança</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TQp_HGOhHgI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/BkHii3ifuOk/s1600/www.FOTOFRONTERA.com%2B%2528d%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TQp_HGOhHgI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/BkHii3ifuOk/s400/www.FOTOFRONTERA.com%2B%2528d%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551389250594872834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Espero que neste Natal todos os seres comecem um esforço de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;evitarem&lt;/span&gt; uma mente discriminatória.&lt;br /&gt;Que desenvolvam uma profunda e completa compaixão por tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Com um ano de 2011 repleto de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabedoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Imagem: Banco de Imagem Gratuitas; "fotofronteira"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&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/2389143660883388869-7726970245721617060?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/7726970245721617060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=7726970245721617060' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7726970245721617060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7726970245721617060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/12/esperanca.html' title='Esperança'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TQp_HGOhHgI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/BkHii3ifuOk/s72-c/www.FOTOFRONTERA.com%2B%2528d%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-4576864065151406758</id><published>2010-12-06T19:03:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T19:04:30.546-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slêncio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taikanji. falar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilusão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='história'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pedra'/><title type='text'>O Silêncio e a Pedra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TP1PJRCHGAI/AAAAAAAAAcs/W8ES2MzGgBA/s1600/www.BancodeImagenesGratuitas.com%2Bpedra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TP1PJRCHGAI/AAAAAAAAAcs/W8ES2MzGgBA/s400/www.BancodeImagenesGratuitas.com%2Bpedra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547677336599992322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Em um retiro de silêncio no Templo Taikanji percebi que o mundo faz muito barulho desnecessariamente, falamos de mais e sem motivos e geralmente dos outros, é quase uma compulsão.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Sem dúvida ficar em silêncio, com várias atividades programadas e pessoas em volta, estava me tirando da zona de conforto. Para um professor de História que passa no mínimo seis horas falando por dia, ficar sem falar é um choque, meu corpo e mente não sabiam o que estava acontecendo. Tinha que ensinar minha mente que aquilo também estava correto. Quem me salvou deste desconforto foi uma pedra. Fiquei olhando para aquela pedra que trazia tantas informações, como tempo de formação, tipo de terreno, quantidade de anos, enfim uma simples pedra nos traz uma infinidade de informações . Uma única pedra pode conter a história de toda uma era, mas ela mesma não diz uma só palavra, e ao mesmo tempo não esconde nada, basta olha-la, percebe-la, então minha mente entendeu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Para minha mente ocidental e egocêntrica, tudo dever ser explicado, dito, falado, escrito, provado, filmado.... O importante não é a quantidade de palavras, pois elas podem nos levar a grandes ilusões.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Será que conheço todas as minhas camadas históricas como conheço das pedras e fósseis, quantos anos tenho, quantas eras? Percebi que só no silêncio da meditação poderei me tornar uma "pedra", minha grande mestra do silêncio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: Banco de Imagens Gratuitas, "Pedra"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-4576864065151406758?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/4576864065151406758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=4576864065151406758' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4576864065151406758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4576864065151406758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/12/o-silencio-e-pedra.html' title='O Silêncio e a Pedra'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TP1PJRCHGAI/AAAAAAAAAcs/W8ES2MzGgBA/s72-c/www.BancodeImagenesGratuitas.com%2Bpedra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-2785203010480116608</id><published>2010-12-02T18:38:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T18:41:04.974-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Programação de dezembro e Ano Novo do  Templo Taikanji</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5/12 (domingo)&lt;/b&gt; – &lt;u&gt;Zazenkai&lt;/u&gt; (dia  de Zazen) com AZC em sua nova sede em Campinas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Custo: R$ 40,00  e&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;R$ 30,00 para membros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Informações: &lt;a&gt;zencampinas@uol.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8/12 (4ª fª)&lt;/b&gt;  -&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Iluminação de Buda  Xaquiamuni&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Local:  Templo Taikanji, em Pedra Bela, SP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Horário: 10h às 15h &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Custo:  Doação espontânea. Levar um prato de comida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Programa: Dois períodos de Zazen, Kinhin e Jodo-e (cerimônia pela  iluminação de Buda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12/12 (domingo)&lt;/b&gt; –  &lt;u&gt;Mutirão para o plantio de 150 árvores nativas  diversas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;Local:  Templo Taikanji, em área degradada e de recomposição  florestal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;Horário: das 8h às 17h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;Custo:  Doação livre para compra das mudas e manutenção. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;Programa: Iremos aproveitar o início das chuvas da primavera para  recuperar uma área degradada de pasto, plantando essências florestais diversas  como Sibipirunas, Paus-Ferro, Ipês, Paineiras, Aroeiras, Jequitibás, Ingás,  Jatobás etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;Ir com  roupa de trabalho. Também podem participar crianças de todas as  idades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ano Novo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Local:  Templo Taikanji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Dia  31/12/2010 (6ª fª) – Passagem de ano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Horário: 23h à 01h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Custo:  Doação sugerida R$ 50,00. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Programa: Zazen e 108 toques do sino. Celebração. Jantar de  macarrão tradicional japonês (Somen) com molho especial. Pernoite no templo  (levar roupa de cama).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Dia  01/01/2011 (sábado) – Cerimônia de boas-vindas e cerimônia do  chá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Horário: 9 h as 12 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Custo:  Doação espontânea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Programa: Cerimônia religiosa de boas-vindas do novo ano, seguida  de cerimônia do chá, sob orientação do professor Toshi  Tanaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Dia  01/01/2011 – Caligrafia Japonesa com pincel (Shodo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Horário: 16 h as 18 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Custo:  Doação espontânea que será entregue como agradecimento ao professor Toshi, pelas  despesas com material e transporte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Obs: Em  todos os eventos, peço para confirmar presença com antecedência. Tel (11)  9555-2378&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;E-mail:  &lt;a&gt;enjo@zengarden.com.br&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;e outras  informações:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a title="http://www.zengarden.com.br  CTRL + Clique para seguir o link"&gt;www.zengarden.&lt;wbr&gt;com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2389143660883388869-2785203010480116608?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/2785203010480116608/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=2785203010480116608' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2785203010480116608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2785203010480116608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/12/programacao-de-dezembro-e-ano-novo-do.html' title='Programação de dezembro e Ano Novo do  Templo Taikanji'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-6361309675204547916</id><published>2010-11-28T14:22:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T14:25:58.206-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acorde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consciência'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Osho'/><title type='text'>Consciência</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sempre que você estiver agindo inconscientemente, pare, não seja um robô, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;não haja a partir do ego&lt;/span&gt;. Tome uma xícara de chá, acorde e então haja com consciência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Osho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-6361309675204547916?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/6361309675204547916/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=6361309675204547916' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/6361309675204547916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/6361309675204547916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/11/consciencia.html' title='Consciência'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-3685442384960449268</id><published>2010-11-24T17:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T17:22:09.608-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='associação Zen de Campinas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zzenkai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moge Enjo'/><title type='text'>ZAZENKAI COM ORIENTAÇÃO DO MONGE ENJO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id=":20q" class="ii gt"&gt;&lt;div id=":20p"&gt;&lt;div lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 14.4pt;" align="center"&gt;A Associação Zen de Campinas anuncia a atividade que segue &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 4.45pt; text-align: center; line-height: 14.4pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; letter-spacing: 7pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 4.45pt; text-align: center; line-height: 14.4pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=a9f1c4475a&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=12c702073ef3cac6&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="315" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; letter-spacing: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 4.45pt; text-align: center; line-height: 14.4pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; letter-spacing: 7pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;ZAZENKAI COM ORIENTAÇÃO DO MONGE ENJO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 4.45pt; text-align: center; line-height: 14.4pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;5 de dezembro de 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 4.45pt; text-align: center; line-height: 14.4pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0cm;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 4.45pt; line-height: 14.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;Local&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Nova sede da AZC, à &lt;a href="http://zen-campinas.sites.uol.com.br/Localizacao.html" target="_blank"&gt;R. Dez de Setembro, 130&lt;/a&gt; – Centro – Campinas – SP.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 4.45pt; line-height: 14.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;DATA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: domingo, 5 de dezembro, com chegada às 8h30min e encerramento às 17h30min.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 4.45pt; line-height: 14.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;informações / INSCRIÇÕES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: até 3 de dezembro, pelo e-mail &lt;a href="mailto:zencampinas@uol.com.br" target="_blank"&gt;zencampinas@uol.com.br&lt;/a&gt;. Vagas limitadas!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 4.45pt; line-height: 14.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;CONTRIBUIÇÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;R$40,00  – para visitantes; R$30,00 – para membros da associação (inclui almoço e  chá). A contribuição deve ser feita antecipadamente, diretamente na  sede da AZC, ou por depósito bancário, obtido através do e-mail acima.  Em caso de desistência, o valor antecipado não poderá ser devolvido.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 4.45pt; line-height: 14.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;Atenção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:  Os que têm restrições alimentares devem informá-las. Os interessados  que nunca praticaram zazen, devem antes nos contatar para receber  instruções.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: 14.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O QUE É UM ZAZENKAI&lt;/b&gt;:  ZAZENKAI literalmente significa "vir junto para a meditação".  É um  retiro zen-buddhista de menor intensidade e de duração mais curta do que  um sesshin. Além de meditação Zen (Zazen) e outras atividades, os  participantes assistem à palestra-dharma do monge responsável. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: 14.4pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;REGRAS DO ZAZENKAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:  Usar roupas discretas, leves e folgadas, de preferência na cor preta  para o zazen e confortáveis e discretas para o Samu (trabalho  comunitário) e trazer chinelos para uso dentro das instalações (exceto  zendô). Poderão ser utilizados zafus próprios. Manter silêncio rigoroso e  atenção nas atividades durante toda a duração do zazenkai. Em caso de  necessidade, ou para sanar dúvidas quanto às tarefas a serem realizadas,  dirigir-se somente aos responsáveis. &lt;u&gt;Por favor, ao chegar, desligue o seu celular&lt;/u&gt;. Solicitações para deixar o celular no modo "receber somente mensagens" &lt;u&gt;em caso de urgência,&lt;/u&gt; serão avaliadas. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 4.45pt; text-align: center; line-height: 14.4pt;" align="center"&gt;Que todos possam se beneficiar. Aguardamos sua participação e boa prática!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="text-transform: uppercase;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;            Para saber mais sobre o Monge Enjo: &lt;a href="http://www.zengarden.com.br/monge_enjo" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.zengarden.com.br/&lt;wbr&gt;monge_enjo&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&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/2389143660883388869-3685442384960449268?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/3685442384960449268/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=3685442384960449268' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3685442384960449268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3685442384960449268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/11/zazenkai-com-orientacao-do-monge-enjo.html' title='ZAZENKAI COM ORIENTAÇÃO DO MONGE ENJO'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-7376352275270982026</id><published>2010-11-08T21:23:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T21:29:58.088-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aung San Suu Kyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ditadura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mão de obra escrava'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birmânia'/><title type='text'>Não Podemos Esquecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" id="result_box" class="long_text" lang="pt"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;Por favor, ajudem-nos a trazer os direitos humanos e a democracia na Birmânia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;Ir para: http://www.burmacampaign.org.uk/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text" lang="pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" title=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O verdadeiro desastre na Birmânia é o Governo&lt;br /&gt;Por Aung San Suu Kyi&lt;br /&gt;00:40&lt;br /&gt;Assista ao nosso vídeo novo que caracteriza grande campanha Ricky Gervais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na  sequência do devastador ciclone Nargis que atingiu Mianmar em 2 de  maio, mais de um milhão de pessoas estão desabrigadas, até 128 mil  mortos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este desastre natural foi transformado em uma catástrofe feita pelo homem pelo regime brutal da Birmânia. Eles bloquearam a ajuda internacional e deixou milhares sem abrigo, comida ou remédios. O verdadeiro desastre na Birmânia é o governo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Birmânia é governada por uma das ditaduras mais brutais do mundo. Ele persegue implacavelmente, aprisiona e tortura direitos humanos e militantes da democracia. Milhares de homens, mulheres e crianças são usadas como mão de obra escrava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YJOZl95Q7ZI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YJOZl95Q7ZI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-7376352275270982026?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/7376352275270982026/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=7376352275270982026' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7376352275270982026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7376352275270982026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/11/nao-podemos-esquecer.html' title='Não Podemos Esquecer'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-6522587139376008012</id><published>2010-11-05T19:11:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T19:15:17.249-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livro zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monja Isshin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compaixão'/><title type='text'>Lançamento de livro: “A vida compassiva – Compaixão”</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 id="post-1352"&gt;&lt;a href="http://monjaisshin.wordpress.com/2010/10/30/lancamento-de-livro-%e2%80%9ca-vida-compassiva-%e2%80%93-compaixao%e2%80%9d-pela-editora-pragmatha/" rel="bookmark" title="Link Permanente para Lançamento de livro: “A vida compassiva – Compaixão” pela editora Pragmatha"&gt;Lançamento de livro: “A vida compassiva – Compaixão” pela editora Pragmatha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;     &lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://monjaisshin.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/capa.png"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-1356" title="Capa" src="http://monjaisshin.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/capa.png?w=199&amp;amp;h=300" alt="" width="199" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sessão de lançamento, pela editora Pragmatha, do livro &lt;strong&gt;“A vida compassiva – Compaixão”&lt;/strong&gt;, da &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://monjaisshin.wordpress.com/about/" target="_blank"&gt;Monja Isshin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, acontece no dia 03 de novembro, com palestra, a partir das 19 hs, na &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://palavraria.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Livraria Palavraria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, em Porto Alegre.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A monja zen budista americana e naturalizada brasileira Isshin  Havens, em Porto Alegre há quatro anos, ingressa no mercado editorial  pela gaúcha Pragmatha. A obra “A vida compassiva – Compaixão”, em  formato ecológico (papel recicladoe apenas grampeado, sem a utilização  de cola), aborda questões como o que écompaixão, o valor dela na  sociedade contemporânea e como podemos cultivá-la. A perspectiva da  abordagem, segundo a monja, é a de que a prática da compaixão constitui  um caminho espiritual independente de religiões.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;O primeiro de uma série de cinco sobre o tema, o livro está dividido  nos capítulos A noite escura da alma, Surfar nas ondas da vida, O Ego, e  Compaixão é sentir com amor, e pode ser adquirido na &lt;a href="http://palavraria.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Livraria Palavraria&lt;/a&gt;, em Porto Alegre, ou pelo e-mail e-mail (através da caixa de mensagem abaixo).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A monja Isshin Havens é orientadora espiritual das Sangas &lt;a href="http://http//aguasdacompaixao.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Águas da Compaixão&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://aguasdacompaixao.wordpress.com/atividades/sanga-aikikai/"&gt;Aikikai&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://aguasdacompaixao.wordpress.com/atividades/sanga-energia-harmoniosa/"&gt;Energia Harmoniosa&lt;/a&gt;a, em Porto Alegre, e da &lt;a href="http://aguasdacompaixao.wordpress.com/2010/03/24/sanga-soto-zen-de-pelotas/"&gt;Sanga Soto Zen de Pelotas&lt;/a&gt;. É palestrante da &lt;a href="http://www.universidadefalada.com.br/catalogsearch/result/?q=monja+isshin" target="_blank"&gt;Universidade Falada&lt;/a&gt;, colaboradora/palestrante da &lt;a href="http://www.unipazsul.org.br/?id=38,1,article,2,107,sid,1,ch" target="_blank"&gt;Unipaz-Sul&lt;/a&gt;, membro-colaboradora do &lt;a href="http://cbb.bodhimandala.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Colegiado Buddhista Brasileiro&lt;/a&gt; e parceira no &lt;a href="http://charterforcompassion.ning.com/profiles/profile/show?id=SangaAguasdaCompaixao" target="_blank"&gt;Charter for Compassion&lt;/a&gt; (grupo interreligioso internacional) através da Sanga Águas da Compaixão.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Seu treinamento como monja da tradição japonesa de Soto Zen Budismo  iniciou em São Paulo, onde recebeu ordenação de sua professora, &lt;a href="http://www.monjacoen.com.br/" target="_blank"&gt;Monja Coen&lt;/a&gt;, dando continuidade à sua prática em mosteiros do Japão e Estados Unidos. Atualmente é também aluna do &lt;a href="http://monjaisshin.wordpress.com/dosho-saikawa-sokan-roshi/" target="_blank"&gt;Dôshô Saikawa Roshi&lt;/a&gt;, Superintendente (Sôkan) da &lt;a href="http://global.sotozen-net.or.jp/por/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;Escola Soto Zen&lt;/a&gt; para a &lt;a href="http://www.sotozen.org.br/" target="_blank"&gt;América do Sul&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lançamento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sessão de lançamento acontece no dia 03 de novembro, a partir das 19hs, na &lt;a href="http://palavraria.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Livraria Palavraria&lt;/a&gt;, em Porto Alegre (Vasco da Gama, 165). Durante o lançamento, a monja fará uma pequena palestra sobre o tema do livro.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SERVIÇO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Título: A vida compassiva – Compaixão&lt;br /&gt;Editora: Pragmatha&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-85-62310-20-1&lt;br /&gt;Site: http://monjaisshin.wordpress.com/&lt;br /&gt;Preço: R$ 10,00 (na Palavraria)&lt;br /&gt;R$ 15,00 (pelos correios)&lt;br /&gt;Lançamento: 03/11/2010&lt;br /&gt;Local: &lt;a href="http://palavraria.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Livraria Palavraria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Endereço: Vasco da Gama, 165, Porto Alegre/RS&lt;br /&gt;Telefone (51) 3268 42 60&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-6522587139376008012?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/6522587139376008012/comments/default' title='Postar 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ulaAMkUgRyE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Composição: Nando Reis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para calar a boca: rícino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pra lavar a roupa: omo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para viagem longa: jato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para difíceis contas: calculadora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para o pneu na lona: jacaré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para a pantalona: nesga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para pular a onda: litoral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para lápis ter ponta: apontador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para o Pará e o Amazonas: látex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para parar na Pamplona: Assis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para trazer à tona: homem-rã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para a melhor azeitona: Ibéria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para o presente da noiva: marzipã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para Adidas: o Conga nacional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para o outono, a folha: exclusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para embaixo da sombra: guarda-sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para todas as coisas: dicionário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para que fiquem prontas: paciência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para dormir a fronha: madrigal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para brincar na gangorra: dois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para fazer uma touca: bobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para beber uma coca: drops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para ferver uma sopa: graus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para a luz lá na roça: duzentos e vinte volts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para vigias em ronda: café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para limpar a lousa: apagador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para o beijo da moça: paladar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para uma voz muito rouca: hortelã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para a cor roxa: ataúde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para a galocha: Verlon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para ser "mother": melancia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para abrir a rosa: temporada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para aumentar a vitrola: sábado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para a cama de mola: hóspede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para trancar bem a porta: cadeado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para que serve a calota: Volkswagen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para quem não acorda: balde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para a letra torta: pauta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para parecer mais nova: Avon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para os dias de prova: amnésia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para estourar pipoca: barulho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para quem se afoga: isopor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para levar na escola: condução&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para os dias de folga: namorado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para o automóvel que capota: guincho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para fechar uma aposta: paraninfo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para quem se comporta: brinde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para a mulher que aborta: repouso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para saber a resposta: vide-o-verso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para escolher a compota: Jundiaí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para a menina que engorda: hipofagin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para a comida das orcas: krill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para o telefone que toca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para a água lá na poça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para a mesa que vai ser posta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para você, o que você gosta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Diariamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Esta composição é muito Zen&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/2389143660883388869-9078122444102571041?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/9078122444102571041/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=9078122444102571041' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/9078122444102571041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/9078122444102571041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/10/diariamente-simples.html' title='Diariamente Simples'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-235019186387003338</id><published>2010-10-20T18:29:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T20:06:08.515-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mestre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bankei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milagre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><title type='text'>O que seria milagre?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TL9c1jHq94I/AAAAAAAAAaE/s2sK5w5uzsw/s1600/Mosteiro+Budista+de+Taktsang+-+But%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TL9c1jHq94I/AAAAAAAAAaE/s2sK5w5uzsw/s400/Mosteiro+Budista+de+Taktsang+-+But%C3%A3o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530240942464497538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mestre Bankei Foi convidado a falar no templo de uma outra escola.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Um sacerdote desta escola que acredita na salvação pela repetição do nome de Buda, interrompeu a palestra e começou a discutir com Bankei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"O fundador de nossa escola tinha poderes tão milagrosos que, segurando na mão um pincel de um lado de um rio, era capaz de escrever sobre um papel na outra margem", gabou-se o sacerdote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"Tu serias capaz de tal prodígio?", perguntou ao mestre para provocar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Mas Bankei não se intimidou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"Talvez teu mestre tenha estes truques, mas o Zen funciona de outro modo. O único milagre que faço é: Quando tenho fome, como. Quando tenho sede, bebo. E quando tenho sono, durmo", respondeu Bankei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto do livro Pocket Zen de Bruno Pacheco&lt;br /&gt;Imagem:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Mosteiro Budista de Taktsang - Butão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-235019186387003338?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/235019186387003338/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=235019186387003338' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/235019186387003338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/235019186387003338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-que-seria-milagre.html' title='O que seria milagre?'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TL9c1jHq94I/AAAAAAAAAaE/s2sK5w5uzsw/s72-c/Mosteiro+Budista+de+Taktsang+-+But%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-4221870289437673679</id><published>2010-10-19T20:45:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:52:52.377-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taikanji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retiro Zen'/><title type='text'>Retiro Zen de meditação e silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Retiro Zen de meditação e silêncio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;“A prática diária da atenção plena”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De 13 a 15 de novembro de 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveite este feriado para aprofundar seus conhecimentos sobre o Zen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mergulhe nesta sabedoria através das práticas de  Zazen (Meditação Zen), Kinhin (Meditação andando) e Yoga, acompanhados de alimentação vegetariana balanceada, no belo Taikanji, Templo Zen Budista da Grande Compaixão, um santuário situado em meio à Serra da Mantiqueira, em Pedra Bela, SP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programação diária:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zazen, 6 períodos de 30 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoga, 2 práticas de 1h15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budismo, 2 palestras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obs: Todas ás práticas serão realizadas em silêncio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inscrições mediante depósito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O valor para os três dias, que inclui a estadia, as práticas e todas as refeições,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é de R$ 255,00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para inscrições realizadas até o dia 26/10/2010,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o valor com desconto é de R$ 230,00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para mais informações e dados para depósito, entre em contato com o Monge Enjo pelos telefones (011) 9555-2378 ou  (011) 2473-0912 (somente às segundas e terças-feiras)&lt;br /&gt;Florada das cerejeiras no              templo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-4221870289437673679?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/4221870289437673679/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=4221870289437673679' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4221870289437673679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4221870289437673679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/10/retiro-zen-de-meditacao-e-silencio.html' title='Retiro Zen de meditação e silêncio'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-7271918835773829159</id><published>2010-10-12T20:25:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T20:38:36.331-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mathieu Ricard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prazer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felicidade'/><title type='text'>Felicidade não é prazer</title><content type='html'>Encontrei este vídeo no blog do Flávio, qual recomendo: http://zafu.blog.br/ .&lt;br /&gt; Estava querendo escrever algo sobre prazer e felicidade, quando encontrei este vídeo. 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Mas uma pessoa cheia de mágoas lembra-se da    sua raiva até morrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;É humano sentir raiva, faz parte de nossa    evolução, mas devemos esquecê-la rapidamente. Não devemos alimentá-la nos    lembrando dela, nem remoendo acontecimentos passados, porque a raiva causa uma    grande inquietude interior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Somos as primeiras vítimas de nossa própria    raiva. Ela nos queima por dentro, tirando nossa paz; obscurece nossos    pensamentos, distorce nossas percepções.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A raiva acumulada, guardada um    pouco aqui e ali, nos prejudica muito e nos afasta de Deus, de nossa    verdadeira essência divina, de nossa bondade e compaixão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;As pessoas    pensam que alguém ou algo lhes provoca raiva, mas essa raiva já existe dentro    delas, é criada e mantida por elas. Se você sente raiva, não pode culpar a    ninguém a não ser você mesmo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Seis    tipos de pessoas são tristes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No grande poema    épico indiano, Mahabharata é dito:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seis tipos de pessoas são    tristes:&lt;br /&gt;- Aquelas que têm inveja dos outros&lt;br /&gt;- Aquelas que odeiam os    outros&lt;br /&gt;- Aquelas que estão descontentes&lt;br /&gt;- Aquelas que vivem da fortuna    dos outros&lt;br /&gt;- Aquelas que são desconfiadas&lt;br /&gt;- Aquelas que têm    raiva"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Verdadeiramente, é    a raiva que produz as outras cinco condições que causam a tristeza.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;E esta raiva assume    muitas formas, muitas facetas como:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;aflição, ressentimento, contrariedade, mau    humor, aspereza, animosidade, explosões de raiva, ira, rancor, crises de choro    e soluço. Muitas vezes, as lágrimas não são sinais de fraqueza, mas a força da    raiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A raiva envenena corpo e    mente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ataques de raiva e    de mau humor produzem danos sérios nas células do cérebro, envenenam o sangue,    causam insônia, depressão e pânico; suprimem a secreção dos sucos gástricos e    da bílis nos canais digestivos, criando gastrites e úlceras, esgotam a energia    e vitalidade, causam problemas cardíacos, provocam velhice prematura e    encurtam a vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Quando você se    zanga sua mente fica perturbada e isto reflete em seu corpo que sente    distúrbios. Todo o sistema nervoso se agita e você se enerva, perdendo a    harmonia, a eficiência de agir, o vigor e o entusiasmo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A raiva é uma    energia poderosa que precisa ser dissolvida para que você possa ser mais livre    e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;saudável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:large;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18pt;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Colocar a raiva    para fora apenas agrava esta emoção negativa e a faz crescer ainda mais. Se    deixarmos isto sem controle, expressando nossa raiva cada vez mais, ela não    vai se reduzir e sim aumentar, gerando mais dor e inquietude para    nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aprenda a lidar com a    raiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;É necessário aprender a lidar com a raiva e nos    livrar de seus efeitos negativos tanto físicos, mentais e espirituais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Como o desejo está muito ligado à raiva, é importante quando sentimos    raiva perguntar a nós mesmos o que queremos desta situação que não estamos    conseguindo. Isto cria uma mudança em nosso foco. E em vez de ficarmos presos    na raiva, nós a observamos. E logo depois, podemos perguntar a nós mesmos de    que outra maneira podemos conseguir o que queremos. E podemos perceber que    idéias alternativas surgem na mente e isto melhora nossa frustração e diminui    a raiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Existem pessoas que gostam de ficar com raiva. Sentem    satisfação, poder e liberdade quando têm explosões de raiva. Acham que até    aliviam as tensões, mas depois se culpam e lutam para controlar isso. Ajudaria    muito se elas entendessem que mesmo que possam sentir alívio no momento, isto    não funciona. A raiva apenas escraviza, e é prejudicial tanto fisicamente,    psicologicamente e espiritualmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Porém existem momentos que a raiva    é incontrolável e nem temos tempo de nos fazer perguntas sobre o que queremos.    Nesses momentos, não é possível sentir desapego, ficamos presos completamente.    O que podemos fazer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:large;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18pt;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;A    melhor saída&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A melhor    saída é sair da situação, dar uma volta, se afastar do ambiente ou da pessoa,    tomar um copo de água, respirar algumas vezes profundamente, lembrar-se de    Deus, do mantra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Depois quando nos acalmarmos, podemos voltar e lidar    com o assunto de uma maneira mais equilibrada, sem ofender e magoar os outros;    sem nos desequilibrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Quando falamos de uma maneira tranquila sem    raiva, o outro pode até nos entender e ouvir melhor, mas quando falamos com    raiva só criamos mais conflitos e desarmonia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Para se afastar no    momento da discussão ou apenas ficar calado até se acalmar é necessário    humildade. Quando estamos com muita raiva, queremos que a outra pessoa admita    que está errada e isto é orgulho. Esse orgulho impede que nos acalmemos. Mas    se você admitir que dissolver a raiva é mais importante do que provar que o    outro está errado, você sente a humildade que lhe liberta da tirania da raiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Todos os inimigos internos alimentam uns aos outros e se estamos    presos no orgulho é mais difícil lidar com a raiva. A humildade nos ajuda a    testemunhar o que está acontecendo dentro de nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Em vez de guardamos    raiva por horas, ou dias, podemos largá-la logo e evitar assim muitos momentos    de sofrimento. Basta não alimentarmos essa raiva, não remoendo e lembrando    acontecimentos passados. Se voltarmos nossa atenção para outras coisas e para    o momento presente, ficamos livres da raiva e podemos ter momentos    felizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A raiva acumulada desde a infância gera a depressão que tira a    alegria de viver. Hoje em dia muitos médicos receitam remédios para depressão    que podem até aliviar um pouco os sintomas, mas enquanto a pessoa não for na    causa verdadeira da depressão, ela vai ficar sempre dependente e triste, pois    depressão é uma doença da alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Como diz a Bhagavad Gita, uma escritura    do Yoga:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Aquele que é capaz de    suportar, aqui na terra, a agitação que resulta do desejo e da raiva, é    disciplinado; ele é verdadeiramente um homem    feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.[5:23]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cultive emoções    positivas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:large;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18pt;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Porém não podemos    nos libertar da raiva simplesmente suprimindo-a. É necessário cultivar com    constância os antídotos da raiva: a tolerância e a paciência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perceba    em sua vida os efeitos benéficos da tolerância e da paciência e perceba também    os efeitos destrutivos e negativos da raiva, dos ressentimentos e    mágoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplação e conscientização vão lhe motivar a desenvolver    esses sentimentos de tolerância, paciência e aceitação além de fazer com que    você tenha mais cuidado em não alimentar pensamentos de raiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para    ficarmos livres desse inimigo interno tão destrutivo que surge de uma mente    insatisfeita e descontente, é essencial gerar o contentamento interior, a    gratidão e o entusiasmo; cultivar a bondade, a benevolência e a compaixão.    Isto vai produzindo serenidade mental que impede a raiva de se    manifestar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prática regular da meditação nos ajuda muito a dissolver    a raiva e transformá-la em paciência, aceitação, e o perdão surgirá    espontaneamente. Com o perdão podemos abandonar os sentimentos negativos    associados aos acontecimentos passados nos livrando das sensações de raiva e    ressentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="12b5d519c3239e60_12ab3bef961a8e9a_12ab1077dd3a0428_123d4562ce8606bd_123c5d3ff75c5701_123c382d61c75f3e_123bf53392dd8281_1237ad18163a6fb6_12376c8ec042195e_1236d2f85a41f1c6_122cb9" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baba Muktananda, em seu livro Encontrei a vida,    nos conta que certa vez perguntaram à grande santa Rabi'a:&lt;br /&gt;- Você alguma    vez sente raiva?&lt;br /&gt;-Sim -replicou ela-, mas só quando me esqueço de    Deus."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:large;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18pt;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Contemple essas    palavras e compreenda que ao lembrar-se de Deus, ao desenvolver virtudes    divinas, não haverá espaço para a raiva em seu interior e assim, você poderá    ser mais livre e feliz. Fique em paz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Referências    bibliográficas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Encontrei a Vida- Muktananda, Swami- Ed.    Vozes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lama, Dali-A arte da Felicidade-Ed. Martins Fontes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Meu Senhor    ama um coração puro- Chidvilasananda,Swami-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ed. Siddha Yoga Dham    Brasil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:large;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18pt;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Emilce    Shrividya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:14pt;"  &gt; é professora de Hatha    Yoga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-27434058649574813?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/27434058649574813/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=27434058649574813' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/27434058649574813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/27434058649574813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/09/evoluidos-sentem-raiva-so-por-um-minuto.html' title='&apos;Evoluídos&apos; sentem raiva só por um minuto'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-7528426442827839017</id><published>2010-09-25T18:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T19:00:46.788-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mario Quintana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuvens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jornais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burgueses'/><title type='text'>O milagre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dias maravilhosos em que os jornais vêm cheios de poesia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E do lábio do amigo brotam palavras de eterno encanto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dias mágicos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Em que os burgueses espiam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Através das vidraças dos escritórios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A graça gratuita das nuvens&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mario Quintana, do livro Nova antologia poética&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-7528426442827839017?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/7528426442827839017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=7528426442827839017' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7528426442827839017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7528426442827839017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-milagre.html' title='O milagre'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-6068440694725272998</id><published>2010-09-16T16:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T16:21:44.961-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conto taoísta'/><title type='text'>Um Conto Taoísta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Há um conto Taoísta sobre um velho fazendeiro que trabalhou em seu campo  por muitos anos. Um dia seu cavalo fugiu. Ao saber da notícia, seus  vizinhos vieram visitá-lo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Que má sorte!" eles disseram solidariamente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Talvez,"  o fazendeiro calmamente replicou. Na manhã seguinte o cavalo retornou,  trazendo com ele três outros cavalos selvagens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Que maravilhoso!" os vizinhos exclamaram. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Talvez,"  replicou o velho homem. No dia seguinte, seu filho tentou domar um dos  cavalos, foi derrubado e quebrou a perna. Os vizinhos novamente vieram  para oferecer sua simpatia pela má fortuna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Que pena," disseram. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Talvez,"  respondeu o fazendeiro. No próximo dia, oficiais militares vieram à  vila para convocar todos os jovens ao serviço obrigatório no exército,  que iria entrar em guerra. Vendo que o filho do velho homem estava com a  perna quebrada, eles o dispensaram. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Os vizinhos congratularam o fazendeiro pela forma com que as coisas tinham se virado a seu favor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;O velho olhou-os, e com um leve sorriso disse suavemente: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Talvez."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Foi minha Amiga Hana quem mandou este conto:&lt;br /&gt;   http://hana-yama.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-6068440694725272998?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/6068440694725272998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=6068440694725272998' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/6068440694725272998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/6068440694725272998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/09/um-conto-taoista.html' title='Um Conto Taoísta'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-7214064344851421611</id><published>2010-09-09T16:11:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T20:25:41.758-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estudar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estudar zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estudar a si'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mestre Dogen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o que é zen'/><title type='text'>Estudar o Zen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TIk0XX--UdI/AAAAAAAAAZA/YKVs0E6yTVo/s1600/Zen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 247px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514996794871665106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TIk0XX--UdI/AAAAAAAAAZA/YKVs0E6yTVo/s400/Zen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,153); FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Estudar o Zen&lt;br /&gt;é estudar a si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Estudar a si mesmo&lt;br /&gt;é se esquecer de si mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Esquecer de si mesmo&lt;br /&gt;é estar uno com todas as coisas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;Mestre Dogen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanji: Zen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-7214064344851421611?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/7214064344851421611/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=7214064344851421611' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7214064344851421611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7214064344851421611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/09/estudar-o-zen.html' title='Estudar o Zen'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TIk0XX--UdI/AAAAAAAAAZA/YKVs0E6yTVo/s72-c/Zen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-1977851235811158441</id><published>2010-09-02T13:35:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T13:58:34.949-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regressar à vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='galhos antigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iluminação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kegon'/><title type='text'>Como regressa à vida?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TH_XjpI_6dI/AAAAAAAAAY4/sW4jjtHiEFw/s1600/r_renovacao_koushin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TH_XjpI_6dI/AAAAAAAAAY4/sW4jjtHiEFw/s400/r_renovacao_koushin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512361476263766482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um monge perguntou ao mestre Kegon:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Como regressa à vida cotidiana alguém que alcançou a iluminação?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"As flores e as folhas caídas jamais retornaram ao seus antigos galhos", respondeu o mestre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dialogo retirado do livro: Pocket Zen, de Bruno Pacheco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanji: Renovação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2389143660883388869-1977851235811158441?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/1977851235811158441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=1977851235811158441' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1977851235811158441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1977851235811158441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/09/como-regressa-vida.html' title='Como regressa à vida?'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TH_XjpI_6dI/AAAAAAAAAY4/sW4jjtHiEFw/s72-c/r_renovacao_koushin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-8164480875192270635</id><published>2010-08-24T16:46:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T18:30:03.445-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punição'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redenção'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morte'/><title type='text'>A Morte não é Punição</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/THRiuMyCkMI/AAAAAAAAAYU/7CGHM1U2Fmo/s1600/m_morte_shi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/THRiuMyCkMI/AAAAAAAAAYU/7CGHM1U2Fmo/s400/m_morte_shi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509136790025572546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Todos nós somos vítimas de percepções errôneas.  Sinto que muitas pessoas acreditam que de alguma forma a morte não passa de uma punição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  Punir criminosos, punir o corpo, se auto punir, talvez  magoar outros através da morte, ficar longe de quem ama, perder algum privilégio nesta terra, saudades, ira, desespero, enfim algo inexplicável; terrível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A outra forma de encarar a morte é o alívio de doenças, o descanso. O engraçado é não conseguirmos decidir direito o que pensar dela. Enxergamos a morte, ora  alívio, ora  punição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; A morte é vista como: destruidora da vida, algo que deva permanecer longe da vida, fora da vida, alheia a vida.&lt;br /&gt;No budismo onde tudo está conectado com tudo, vemos a morte como uma simples face da vida, não pode ser encarada como punição, ou redenção, é simplesmente a outra face de uma mesma moeda. Uma face não poderá existir sem a outra. Nada neste universo está fora destes elementos, (vida e morte), nada escapa disto.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claro que sentiremos falta, teremos a dor da saudade, choro, tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sem dúvida alguma, nosso sentimento se acalmará quando tivermos a convicção que não há morte ou nascimentos, apenas o fluxo constante da vida em movimento; em profunda e contínua transformação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanji:  Morte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-8164480875192270635?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/8164480875192270635/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=8164480875192270635' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8164480875192270635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8164480875192270635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/08/morte-nao-e-punicao.html' title='A Morte não é Punição'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/THRiuMyCkMI/AAAAAAAAAYU/7CGHM1U2Fmo/s72-c/m_morte_shi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-8745176655475922732</id><published>2010-08-12T20:02:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T20:15:45.571-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thich Nhat Hanh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditamos. não eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corpo e Mente em Harmonia'/><title type='text'>Quando meditamos</title><content type='html'>" &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Quando meditamos, nós praticamos olhar mais profundamente para que, com isto, consigamos trazer luz e clareza à maneira como vemos as coisas. Quando a visão de um não eu é alcançada, nossa ilusão é eliminada. Isto é o que chamamos de transformação. Na tradição budista, a transformação é possível por meio de compreensão profunda. O momento em que a visão de um não eu surge, a consciência chamada mana, a noção ilusória de um "eu sou", desintegra-se e então nos encontramos gozando de liberdade e felicidade neste exato momento.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Texto do livro: Corpo e Mente em Harmonia&lt;br /&gt;   Autor Thich Nhat Hanh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-8745176655475922732?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/8745176655475922732/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=8745176655475922732' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8745176655475922732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8745176655475922732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/08/quando-meditamos.html' title='Quando meditamos'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-4633473793788647369</id><published>2010-07-27T20:55:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T21:25:14.774-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sofrimento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='envelhecer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atenção'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morte'/><title type='text'>Mais um dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TE94ssXG8dI/AAAAAAAAATA/AzfMmVnX9O8/s1600/SDC10874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TE94ssXG8dI/AAAAAAAAATA/AzfMmVnX9O8/s400/SDC10874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498746379260326354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Mais um dia, somente mais um dia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada para ser construído, nada.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; Nada para ser destruído, nada.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; Apenas o simples fato de viver.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; Somente vida.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com nascimentos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com envelhecimentos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; Com mortes. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com sofrimentos. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; Isto é a vida.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; Respirar, atenção.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; Respirar, viver.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respirar, compaixão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-4633473793788647369?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/4633473793788647369/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=4633473793788647369' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4633473793788647369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4633473793788647369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/07/mais-um-dia.html' title='Mais um dia'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TE94ssXG8dI/AAAAAAAAATA/AzfMmVnX9O8/s72-c/SDC10874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-1720808276994580823</id><published>2010-07-24T19:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T19:26:42.588-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='composição'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fragmentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Drumond de Andrade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chuva'/><title type='text'>Composição</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="titPagina_18ipx"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E é sempre a chuva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nos desertos sem guarda-chuva, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;algo que escorre, peixe dúbio, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a cicatriz, percebe-se, no muro nu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E são dissolvidos fragmentos de estuque &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e o pó das demolições de tudo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;que atravanca o disforme país futuro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Débil, nas ramas, o socorro do imbu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pinga, no desarvorado campo nu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Onde vivemos é água. O sono, úmido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;em urnas desoladas. Já se entornam, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;fungidas, na corrente, as coisas caras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;que eram pura delícia, hoje carvão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;O mais é barro, sem esperança de escultura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Drumond de Andrade &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="titPagina_18ipx"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span class="titPagina_14ipx"&gt;1967 - JOSÉ &amp;amp; OUTROS&lt;/span&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/2389143660883388869-1720808276994580823?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/1720808276994580823/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=1720808276994580823' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1720808276994580823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1720808276994580823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/07/composicao.html' title='Composição'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-8319658732259193692</id><published>2010-07-17T19:55:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T23:19:27.873-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensamento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Han-shan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natureza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exterior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turbulenta'/><title type='text'>Nós somos a natureza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TEI5nac-azI/AAAAAAAAAS4/E2L6rbpn6lI/s1600/Kids_by_JandDphotography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TEI5nac-azI/AAAAAAAAAS4/E2L6rbpn6lI/s400/Kids_by_JandDphotography.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495017844623960882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;   Muitas vezes ouço a seguinte frase: "temos que salvar a natureza", como se os seres humanos não fossem também a própria natureza. O ser humano e a natureza são na verdade a mesma coisa, um depende do outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,trebuchet ms,tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No instante  de um     pensamento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,trebuchet ms,tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;     Minha mente turbulenta chegou a um descanso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,trebuchet ms,tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,trebuchet ms,tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;     O interior e o exterior,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,trebuchet ms,tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;     Os sentidos e seus objetos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,trebuchet ms,tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;     São completamente lúcidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,trebuchet ms,tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,trebuchet ms,tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;     Em uma volta completa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,trebuchet ms,tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;     Esmaguei a grande vacuidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,trebuchet ms,tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,trebuchet ms,tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;     As dez mil manifestações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,trebuchet ms,tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;     Surgem e desaparecem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,trebuchet ms,tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;     Sem qualquer razão."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,trebuchet ms,tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              Han-shan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,trebuchet ms,tahoma,verdana,arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  Texto retirado de:&lt;/span&gt;      http://www.dharmanet.com.br/zen/&lt;br /&gt;Imagens:  Kids by - JandDphotography on deviantART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2389143660883388869-8319658732259193692?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/8319658732259193692/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=8319658732259193692' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8319658732259193692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8319658732259193692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/07/nos-somos-natureza.html' title='Nós somos a natureza'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TEI5nac-azI/AAAAAAAAAS4/E2L6rbpn6lI/s72-c/Kids_by_JandDphotography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-7960908214698651231</id><published>2010-07-11T12:30:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T18:57:52.297-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='educação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neal D. Bernard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='espírito aprisionado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='benefício'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plenitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='otiminta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dúvidas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cultura da paz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modernidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compaixão'/><title type='text'>Todo Ser é Pleno.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TDoTVGNIpsI/AAAAAAAAASw/QKNVMXzyeEI/s1600/www.BancodeImagenesGratuitas.com-TyF-32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/TDoTVGNIpsI/AAAAAAAAASw/QKNVMXzyeEI/s400/www.BancodeImagenesGratuitas.com-TyF-32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492723948695627458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Todo ser humano é dotado de sua própria plenitude, mas na sociedade moderna ocidental este mesmo ser acredita que sua plenitude está em obter "coisas", ter orgulho de seus feitos para seu próprio benefício, ou ser o centro das atenções mesmo de maneira "negativa", desta maneira fica assim mais distante de quem ele realmente é como ser, matando a compaixão latente dentro dele paulatinamente, pois para a modernidade o ego é o caminho.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Neste embate, ou desencontro, de seu ego com sua plenitude este ser vai se distanciando de sua felicidade, gerando sua própria infelicidade e de outros.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Não percebemos que a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;EMPATIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; pelo próximo é o eixo que transforma nosso espírito aprisionado pelo ego, em um espírito leve, livre e iluminado. Não tenho dúvidas que a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;compaixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; é o caminho para plenitude e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;iluminação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; do ser, mas também sei que é um grande desafio. Como já disse o psiquiatra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Neal D. Bernard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"a compaixão é mais difícil de ensinar do que anatomia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Muitos colegas meus da educação acreditam que o objetivo da mesma é gerar mentes poderosas, com grandes capacidades intelectuais, e esquecem que os construtores de armas nucleares eram mentes brilhantes, que tanques de guerra e aviões caças com velocidades estonteantes também foram desenhados por mentes poderosas. Estas mentes poderosas e brilhantes geraram e geram muita dor na humanidade, sem nenhuma compaixão. Mas sou um otimista.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Em uma de minhas aulas sobre pré-história levei um fóssil de peixe de milhões de anos para ilustrar uma explicação; e como sempre acontece o fóssil causou o maior "frisom", dezenas de perguntas e a curiosidade a "mil", mas uma de minhas preciosas alunas  com "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pouca capacidade intelectual&lt;/span&gt;" começou a chorar, (pensei que ela estivesse assustada com o fóssil, ou o movimento barulhento da classe), quando perguntei o motivo do choro ela falou: "...ele deve ter sofrido muito para morrer desse jeito, e ninguém tá ligando, será que ninguém vê que ele morreu? ...tô triste só isso". &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   Pensei comigo: "um ser que se compadece por um fóssil só pode ser iluminado".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   Depois do conselho sábio desda minha aluna, pedi para todos que fizessem silêncio e tratassem esta "pedra" (fóssil) como se fosse sagrada, com respeito, afinal foi um ser vivo e estava ajudando os seres humanos entender a vida.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    Definitivamente a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vida plena&lt;/span&gt; está na compaixão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: Banco de imagens grattuitas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-7960908214698651231?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/7960908214698651231/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=7960908214698651231' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-8623372233048808115</id><published>2010-06-28T19:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T19:38:43.087-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hozumi Gensho Rôshi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dharmanet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zen Heart'/><title type='text'>O Homem Moderno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A vida é semelhante à água corrente.&lt;br /&gt;Ela nunca flui para trás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pelo que o homem moderno procura em sua vida limitada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ele está procurando pela vaidade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pelo desenvolvimento?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pelo seu coração vazio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, trebuchet ms, tahoma, verdana, arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Adaptado  de Hozumi Gensho Rôshi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, trebuchet ms,  tahoma, verdana, arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Zen Heart.&lt;i&gt; York Beach: Wiser Books, 2001.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Site: Ecos do Silêncio&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dharmanet.com.br/zen/poemas.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-8623372233048808115?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/8623372233048808115/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=8623372233048808115' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8623372233048808115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8623372233048808115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-homem-moderno.html' title='O Homem Moderno'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-3865919577074108314</id><published>2010-06-26T19:56:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T19:58:42.544-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estupa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mente'/><category 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comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=3865919577074108314' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3865919577074108314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3865919577074108314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/06/estupa.html' title='Estupa'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-2144765173437488014</id><published>2010-06-20T19:35:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T19:49:56.051-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='partiu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilusão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sozinho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ninakawa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ikkyu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pocket Zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morte'/><title type='text'>Para uma amiga que "partiu"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quando Ninakawa estava à beira da morte, foi visita-lo o mestre Ikkyu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  "Posso guiar-te?"  perguntou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  " Eu vim sozinho e vou sozinho. Em que tu poderias me ajudar?" Ninakawa respondeu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  " Se tu pensas que realmente vem e vai, isso é apenas ilusão tua. Deixa-me mostrar-te o caminho onde não há ida nem volta."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Com estas palavras Ikkyu revelou o caminho tão claramente, que Ninakawa sorriu e partiu em paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Texto retirado do livro Pocket Zen de Bruno Pacheco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;" Que você encontre teu caminho de paz, minha amiga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Até a próxima jornada."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-2144765173437488014?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/2144765173437488014/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=2144765173437488014' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2144765173437488014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2144765173437488014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/06/para-uma-amiga-que-partiu.html' title='Para uma amiga que &quot;partiu&quot;'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-5411004598308669740</id><published>2010-06-06T19:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T19:12:00.836-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilusões'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liberta-los'/><title type='text'>Quatro Votos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Seres são inúmeros; eu prometo libertá-los.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ilusões  são inesgotáveis; eu prometo acabar com elas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Portões de Darma são  sem limites; prometo entrar neles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Os caminhos de Buda são  insuperáveis; prometo realizá-lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto retirado do site: http://global.sotozen-net.or.jp/por/&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/2389143660883388869-5411004598308669740?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/5411004598308669740/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=5411004598308669740' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5411004598308669740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5411004598308669740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/06/quatro-votos.html' title='Quatro Votos'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-247918850182985489</id><published>2010-05-31T15:45:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T15:48:01.536-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bertolt Brechet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infinito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='permanece'/><title type='text'>Se Fossemos Infinitos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;a name="Se Fossemos Infinitos"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fossemos  infinitos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Tudo mudaria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Como somos finitos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Muito permanece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bertolt Brechet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&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/2389143660883388869-247918850182985489?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/247918850182985489/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=247918850182985489' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/247918850182985489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/247918850182985489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/05/se-fossemos-infinitos.html' title='Se Fossemos Infinitos'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-2813875686045957745</id><published>2010-05-26T20:51:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:09:00.375-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violência'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='café com buda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sidartha Gautama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raiva'/><title type='text'>A Raiva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S_23d53ZTpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/z-88dnB2pY4/s1600/paz_heiwa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S_23d53ZTpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/z-88dnB2pY4/s400/paz_heiwa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475734446329646738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A raiva é uma emoção destrutiva, não é para ser tolerada. Fale de forma rude e suas palavras podem ser lançadas de volta a você. Como uma videira que estrangula a árvore em que cresce, quando você se entrega à raiva, você se machuca - e seu inimigo vence.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ao invés de agir ou falar com raiva, a reação habilidosa está em encontrar um meio de abrir seu coração.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Então você pode tomar uma atitude construtiva sem aumentar a violência no mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidartha Gautama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto retirado do livro: Um Café com O Buda, de: Joan Duncan Oliver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanji: Paz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-2813875686045957745?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/2813875686045957745/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=2813875686045957745' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2813875686045957745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2813875686045957745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/05/raiva.html' title='A Raiva'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S_23d53ZTpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/z-88dnB2pY4/s72-c/paz_heiwa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-2429961826234920743</id><published>2010-05-18T17:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T18:03:26.825-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Templo Busshinji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caminho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mestre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monja Coen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ensinamentos'/><title type='text'>A realização Direta do Caminho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Existem duas maneiras de perceber o verdadeiro corpo-mente : uma é treinar com um mestre correto e seguir seus ensinamentos, a outra é fazer zazen diligentemente. Ao ouvir os ensinamentos a mente consciente é ativada, ao praticar apenas o puro zazen prática-iluminação se unem. Se negligenciar um dos dois não atingirá a essência do Caminho de Buda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Todos tem corpo-mente, porém as atividades e aparências variam: liderando ou seguindo, com coragem ou com medo. Perceber Buda imediatamente com este corpo-mente é a realização direta do Caminho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Não há necessidade de mudar este corpo-mente, pois a realização direta do Caminho simplesmente significa se tornar iluminado seguindo o treinamento de um verdadeiro mestre Zen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Seguir um mestre é não estar atado a antigos pontos de vista nem criar novos, É apenas perceber o Caminho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(fim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tradução: Grupo de Estudos do Templo Busshinji, revisada pela Monja Coen,&lt;br /&gt;baseada nas versões em inglês nos livros:&lt;br /&gt;Zen is Eternal Life, de Rôshi Jiyu Kennett,&lt;br /&gt;Moon in a Dewdrop, editado por Kazuaki Tanahashi&lt;br /&gt;Zen Master Dogen, An introduction with selected writings, de Prof. Yuho Yokoi e Daisen Victoria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-2429961826234920743?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/2429961826234920743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=2429961826234920743' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2429961826234920743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2429961826234920743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/05/realizacao-direta-do-caminho.html' title='A realização Direta do Caminho'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-6825686579841017499</id><published>2010-05-14T22:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:52:46.530-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tempo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aprender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><title type='text'>Aprende</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="400" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/6825686579841017499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/6825686579841017499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/05/aprende.html' title='Aprende'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-1458242846473576094</id><published>2010-05-08T18:24:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T18:42:15.586-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tranquilidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esforço'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dalai Lama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atividade mental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mente'/><title type='text'>Atividade mental</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S-XaRKP3pMI/AAAAAAAAARs/pVQr2PYVEvo/s1600/BlancoyNegro.28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S-XaRKP3pMI/AAAAAAAAARs/pVQr2PYVEvo/s400/BlancoyNegro.28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469017310854882498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quando se busca a ausência de atividade mental, há um estágio em que o esforço deve ser abandonado, pois é necessária uma concentração livre de qualquer empenho. A mente torna-se muito calma e chega ao estado de plenitude. Nesse momento, qualquer esforço pode perturbar a pura tranquilidade,. Então para manter essa tranquilidade, é preciso esforçar-se para não se esforçar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Texto do livro: Palavras de Sabedoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor: Sua Santidade Dalai Lama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: Banco de Imagem Gratuitas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-1458242846473576094?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/1458242846473576094/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=1458242846473576094' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1458242846473576094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/1458242846473576094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/05/atividade-mental.html' title='Atividade mental'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S-XaRKP3pMI/AAAAAAAAARs/pVQr2PYVEvo/s72-c/BlancoyNegro.28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-4481176010105460902</id><published>2010-05-02T19:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:00:17.123-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liberdade'/><title type='text'>Liberdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A liberdade jamais significou licença para se  fazer qualquer coisa à vontade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="caption"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mahatma Ghandi).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-4481176010105460902?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/4481176010105460902/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=4481176010105460902' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4481176010105460902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4481176010105460902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/05/liberdade.html' title='Liberdade'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-5523310633231994962</id><published>2010-04-24T16:17:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:12:01.365-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natureza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tua'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mestre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verdadeira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iniciante'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bamkei'/><title type='text'>Tua natureza verdadeira</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S9NIuWD02oI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Ln2vrhRpddc/s1600/MujertocandolaFlauta-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S9NIuWD02oI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Ln2vrhRpddc/s400/MujertocandolaFlauta-M.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463790733963352706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Um iniciante no Zen foi até o mestre Bankei para fazer uma pergunta.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mestre, eu  tenho um temperamento terrível. Às vezes, sou muito agitado e agressivo e acabo ofendendo as pessoas. Como posso curar isto?" , perguntou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tu possuis algo muito estranho. Deixa-me ver como é esse comportamento" , disse o mestre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bem, eu não posso mostra-lo exatamente agora" respondeu o iniciante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Por quê?" , perguntou  Bankei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não sei, é que isto sempre surge de forma inesperada" , disse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Então essa coisa não faz parte de tua natureza verdadeira. Se assim fosse, tu poderias mostra-la sempre que desejasses. Portanto, saibas que ela não existe" disse Bankei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto retirado do livro: Pocket Zen de Bruno Pacheco&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: Banco de imagens Gratuitas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-5523310633231994962?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/5523310633231994962/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=5523310633231994962' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5523310633231994962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5523310633231994962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/04/tua-natureza-verdadeira.html' title='Tua natureza verdadeira'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S9NIuWD02oI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Ln2vrhRpddc/s72-c/MujertocandolaFlauta-M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-4675690572401323025</id><published>2010-04-20T20:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:49:46.020-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mario Quintana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Cor do Invisível'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cemitério'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cruz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estrelas'/><title type='text'>Inscrição para um portão de cemitério</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="titulo2"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;a name="sec69"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Na mesma pedra se encontram,&lt;br /&gt;Conforme o povo traduz,&lt;br /&gt;Quando se nasce - uma estrela,&lt;br /&gt;Quando se morre - uma cruz.&lt;br /&gt;Mas quantos que aqui repousam&lt;br /&gt;Hão de emendar-nos assim:&lt;br /&gt;"Ponham-me a cruz no princípio...&lt;br /&gt;E a luz da estrela no fim!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mario Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&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/2389143660883388869-4675690572401323025?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/4675690572401323025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=4675690572401323025' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4675690572401323025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4675690572401323025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/04/inscricao-para-um-portao-de-cemiterio.html' title='Inscrição para um portão de cemitério'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-7125508590378286243</id><published>2010-04-14T17:31:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T20:24:48.860-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mantra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entidades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranormal'/><title type='text'>Ser ouvido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S8Y85QRedUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ZemDrKiI1zQ/s1600/Espacio+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S8Y85QRedUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ZemDrKiI1zQ/s400/Espacio+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460118552551781698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estes dias por força do samsara ( संसार ), tive de ir ao médico, alias, médicos. Uma situação bem interessante para quem gosta do mundo dos fantasmas e espíritos. O hospital em questão foi o do Servidor Público em São Paulo, capital.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   A comunicação paranormal com entidades espirituais (atendentes) começou quando entrei no imenso complexo de prédios, eu digo paranormal pois era uma comunicação frenética e praticamente desconexa da realidade, jogando-me de um lado para outro, para cima e para baixo. Depois de um árduo percurso consegui me localizar nos corredores deste universo paralelo. E enfim fui atendido pela tal "entidade superior" (o médico) e foi exatamente neste momento que senti o que os espíritos sentem, você não é visto, não é ouvido, é simplesmente uma sombra sem poder algum para se comunicar com o mundo dos "vivos". Apenas a "entidade superior" tem a premissa das palavras, por mais que você tente, se esforce para ser percebido como algo, ou como algum tipo de ser, nada tem validade é apenas fracasso em cima de fracasso.  Sua mente fica envolta por palavras inacessíveis vindas da "entidade superior" (talvez uma espécie de mantra). Aquele mundo não mais te pertence, gestos, palavras, sentido, sentimentos, tudo é transformado e você se vê numa linha tênue entre as sombras brancas e a realidade. A cada palavra, a cada gesto, mais distância.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;     Estamos num mundo onde as pessoas estão a cada segundo mais surdas para com o outro, ninguém quer ouvir, só ser ouvido. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;    O pior de tudo são aqueles que estudam para ouvir e não ouvem, pois programam suas mentes para ficarem fora de sintonia com o humano e só o pedestal do "científico" é aceito.  Uma anomalia absurda, homens só com boca, sem ouvidos. É uma pena, poderiam aprender muito conosco, meros e simples espíritos humanos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Imagem: Banco de imagens gratuitas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-7125508590378286243?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/7125508590378286243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=7125508590378286243' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7125508590378286243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7125508590378286243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/04/ser-ouvido.html' title='Ser ouvido'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S8Y85QRedUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/ZemDrKiI1zQ/s72-c/Espacio+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-2585082956122390246</id><published>2010-04-07T17:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T17:50:19.787-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diálogo entre dois monges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><title type='text'>Diálogo entre dois monges</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  "Aonde vais?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  "Vou a um passeio pelas redondezas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  "Qual o propósito do passeio?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  "Não sei."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  "Bem, não sabendo fica mais perto."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto do livro Pocket Zen de Bruno Pacheco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-2585082956122390246?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/2585082956122390246/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=2585082956122390246' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2585082956122390246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2585082956122390246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/04/dialogo-entre-dois-monges.html' title='Diálogo entre dois monges'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-3855323625930434943</id><published>2010-04-02T18:04:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:48:15.369-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sofrimento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorância'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maurice PercheronBuda Mito e Realidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desjo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heródoto Barbeiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extinção'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='razão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existir'/><title type='text'>Origem do carma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S7Zl65WUgTI/AAAAAAAAAQg/OhYI6jcGVgU/s1600/wallpapers_de_terror_fc_70-800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S7Zl65WUgTI/AAAAAAAAAQg/OhYI6jcGVgU/s400/wallpapers_de_terror_fc_70-800x600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455660061107192114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"- o desejo aliado à ignorância determinam um ato;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- o ato executado produz uma impressão e faz surgir a consciência de um eu;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- impressão e consciência do eu tendem a afirmar a existência individual;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mas a existência individual não possui outra prova de sua realidade senão os sentidos;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- os sentidos que separam e que ligam provocam o contato com o mundo exterior;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ora, o contato é gerador de sensação;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mas não existe nenhuma sensação que não engendre um apetite, quer de prolongá-la, quer de renová-la;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- o apetite visa a incorporação do objeto desejado;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- essa absorção constrói, assim um vir a ser;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- todo vir a ser é criador de um nascimento de estado novo de maneira alguma exatamente semelhante;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ora, todo nascimento, por sua própria razão de existir, comporta já o sofrimento devido à não-possessão e à perda à  degradação pelo envelhecimento e finalmente, ao desaparecimento pela extinção."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto de: Maurice Percheron; in; Buda Mito e Realidade de Heródoto Barbeiro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-3855323625930434943?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/3855323625930434943/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=3855323625930434943' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3855323625930434943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3855323625930434943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/04/origem-do-carma.html' title='Origem do carma...'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S7Zl65WUgTI/AAAAAAAAAQg/OhYI6jcGVgU/s72-c/wallpapers_de_terror_fc_70-800x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-8008084685087669946</id><published>2010-03-27T19:03:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T19:15:24.980-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='certeza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='direção'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vento'/><title type='text'>De onde nasce o ser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S66BPpWa3nI/AAAAAAAAAQI/7XjMCLNpnMk/s1600/Paisajes+www.BancodeImagenesGratuitas.com+-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S66BPpWa3nI/AAAAAAAAAQI/7XjMCLNpnMk/s400/Paisajes+www.BancodeImagenesGratuitas.com+-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453438304590159474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="BrOffice.org 3.2  (Win32)"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gosto de vento, muito vento, de ventania, daquelas, soprando para todas as direções, tirando minhas certezas, deslizando pelo mar da vida, pelo mar da mente, mudando tanto de direções que você cansa de tentar dar um rumo, um controle, me mostrando a única certeza, QUE NADA É CERTO, claro, objetivo.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Não, não existe medo. Aos poucos o vento cessa, diminui as grandes ondas, não preciso me segurar mais, muito menos dar alguma direção. Quando acordo me vejo longe de tudo que havia planejado, pensado, dito, coisas desta vida e de outras, mas não é ruim não, é leve, muito leve. É a magia deste momento que dá o tempero.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;   Agora estou diante do sol, de onde nasce o ser.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-8008084685087669946?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/8008084685087669946/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=8008084685087669946' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8008084685087669946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/8008084685087669946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/03/gosto-de-vento-muito-vento-de-ventania.html' title='De onde nasce o ser'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S66BPpWa3nI/AAAAAAAAAQI/7XjMCLNpnMk/s72-c/Paisajes+www.BancodeImagenesGratuitas.com+-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-4570648884571274682</id><published>2010-03-19T21:24:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T21:27:33.220-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mario Quintana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o morto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dormir'/><title type='text'>O Morto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a name="sec60"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu estava dormindo e me acordaram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E me encontrei, assim, num mundo estranho e louco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; E quando eu começava a compreendê-lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Um pouco,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Já eram horas de dormir de novo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mario Qintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (Apontamentos de História Sobrenatural)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-4570648884571274682?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/4570648884571274682/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=4570648884571274682' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4570648884571274682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4570648884571274682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-morto.html' title='O Morto'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-7631252779961362101</id><published>2010-03-09T18:25:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T15:28:44.476-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taikanji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Templo Taikanji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silêncio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retiro Zen'/><title type='text'>Retiro Zen de meditação e silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S5k2Tj7_CHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/CVm-iSueqSU/s1600-h/558E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 161px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S5k2Tj7_CHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/CVm-iSueqSU/s400/558E.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447444933973575794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:25pt;color:blue;"   &gt;          Retiro   Zen de meditação e silêncio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 2px 5px 2px 7px; width: 100%; min-height: 50px;"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Arial;font-size:16pt;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:Arial;font-size:18pt;"  &gt;de 2 a 4 de abril  de 2010 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Taikanji significa  'Templo da  Grande Compaixão'. É um templo Zen Budista situado no município de Pedra  Bela  (SP), na Serra da Mantiqueira, onde se valoriza a prática da compaixão e  da  harmonia entre todos os seres. Foi construído em 2002 pelo Monge Enjo  Stahel,  engenheiro agrônomo e paisagista, sob a técnica de bioconstrução  denominada  &lt;i&gt;Tsuchi Kabe&lt;/i&gt;, um tipo de pau-a-pique japonês.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A proposta do Templo  Zen para este  próximo retiro é a da &lt;u&gt;prática em silêncio&lt;/u&gt;. A programação incluirá  Zazen  (Meditação Zen), Kinhin (Meditação Andando) e os asanas e pranayamas do  Yoga,  acompanhados de alimentação vegetariana balanceada, natureza e muito ar  puro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Confira a  programação diária  durante o retiro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin: 14pt 0cm 0pt 36pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt 'Times New Roman';"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Zazen, 6 períodos  de 30  min. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin: 14pt 0cm 0pt 36pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt 'Times New Roman';"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yoga (asanas e  pranayamas), 2 práticas de 1h15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin: 14pt 0cm 0pt 36pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7pt 'Times New Roman';"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Budismo, 1  palestra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Obs.: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Todas as práticas serão realizadas em  silêncio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Inscrições mediante  depósito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;O valor para os três  dias, que  inclui a estadia e todas as refeições, é de R$ 230,00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Para inscrições  realizadas até  o dia 26/03/2010, o valor com desconto é de R$ 210,00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Para mais  informações e dados para depósito, entre em contato pelos telefones (11)   9555-2378 ou (11) 2473-0912 (somente de segunda e  terça)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/2389143660883388869-7631252779961362101?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/7631252779961362101/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=7631252779961362101' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7631252779961362101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7631252779961362101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/03/retiro-zen-de-meditacao-e-silencio.html' title='Retiro Zen de meditação e silêncio'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S5k2Tj7_CHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/CVm-iSueqSU/s72-c/558E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-2116738622562566529</id><published>2010-03-08T20:38:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:42:02.707-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia internacional da Mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S5WKzmBWZMI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ZcGgQ94o7IU/s1600-h/rosas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S5WKzmBWZMI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ZcGgQ94o7IU/s400/rosas2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446411943358653634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ofereço estas flores à todas as mulheres&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns por serem o que são, poderosas mulheres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-2116738622562566529?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/2116738622562566529/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=2116738622562566529' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2116738622562566529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2116738622562566529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/03/dia-internacional-da-mulher.html' title='Dia internacional da Mulher'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S5WKzmBWZMI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ZcGgQ94o7IU/s72-c/rosas2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-2410090803096845657</id><published>2010-03-06T11:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T11:41:36.950-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tranquilidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respiração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compreensão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thich Nhât Hanh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='despertar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sutra a Plena Consciência da Respiração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respire você está vivo'/><title type='text'>Os Sete Fatores do Despertar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S5JnUr9WnuI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KzIGYNRAaVo/s1600-h/taringa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S5JnUr9WnuI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KzIGYNRAaVo/s400/taringa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445528504539455202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  (1) A atenção plena é o principal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; do Despertar, Atenção plena é consciência, é estar totalmente desperto. Se a atenção plena é desenvolvida e mantida, a prática da observação que derrama luz e vê claramente tudo que existe é realizada com sucesso. (2) O trabalho de observar para derramar luz e ver com clareza tudo que existe é a investigação dos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;darmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. (3) Energia é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;perseverança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; e diligência. (4-5) Alegria e tranquilidade são sentimentos maravilhosos nutridos pela energia. (6) Concentração faz surgir a compreensão. Quanto temos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;compreensão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; , Podemos ir além de todas as comparações, medições, discriminações e reações de apego e aversão. (7) Ir além é soltar. Aqueles que atingem o soltar possuirão a semente do meio sorriso, que prova a compaixão e também a compreensão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Texto do livro: Respire! VOCÊ ESTÁ VIVO.   Sutra sobre a Plena Consciência da respiração&lt;br /&gt;   Autor: Thich Nhat Hanh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem: Taringa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-2410090803096845657?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/2410090803096845657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=2410090803096845657' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2410090803096845657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2410090803096845657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/03/os-sete-fatores-do-despertar.html' title='Os Sete Fatores do Despertar'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S5JnUr9WnuI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KzIGYNRAaVo/s72-c/taringa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-4157999461464819490</id><published>2010-02-27T16:53:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T17:00:44.739-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sensibilidade à dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Efeitos da meditação no cérebro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditação como terapia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diário da Saúde'/><title type='text'>Sensibilidade à dor</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sensibilidade à dor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As pessoas podem reduzir a sua sensibilidade à dor induzindo um  aumento na espessura do seu cérebro, segundo um novo estudo publicado em  uma edição especial da revista &lt;i&gt;Emotion&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;O aumento da espessura do cérebro pode ser conseguido por meio da  meditação Zen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cérebro mais espesso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pesquisadores da Universidade de Montreal fizeram a descoberta  comparando a espessura da massa cinzenta de praticantes e de  não-praticantes da meditação Zen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eles encontraram evidências de que a antiga disciplina oriental pode  fortalecer a região central do cérebro que regula a dor, o chamado  cingulado anterior.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Por meio do treinamento, a meditação Zen parece engrossar certas  áreas do córtex e isso parece estar por trás da sua menor sensibilidade à  dor," diz Joshua A. Grant, um dos autores do estudo. "Nós encontramos  uma ligação entre a espessura cortical e a sensibilidade à dor, que  apoia nossos estudos anteriores sobre a forma como a meditação Zen  controla a dor."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efeitos da meditação no cérebro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Os cientistas recrutaram 17 meditadores e 18 não-meditadores que  sofriam de dores crônicas, doenças neurológicas ou psicológicas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Grant e sua equipe mediram a sensibilidade à dor térmica por meio da  aplicação de uma chapa aquecida na panturrilha dos participantes. A  sensação física à dor foi detectada por meio de ressonância magnética  estrutural (MRI) do cérebro dos participantes, enquanto eles entravam em  contato com a placa.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Segundo os resultados de MRI, a região central do cérebro que regula a  emoção e a dor são significativamente mais espessas em meditadores do  que nos não-praticantes de meditação.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meditação como terapia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"A postura muitas vezes dolorosa associada com a meditação Zen pode  levar o córtex a se tornar mais espesso, diminuindo a sensibilidade à  dor", diz Grant, observando que as práticas de meditação podem ser úteis  para lidar com a dor, para prevenir a redução normal da matéria  cinzenta que ocorre com o avanço da idade ou potencialmente para  qualquer condição onde a matéria cinzenta está comprometida, como  acidente vascular cerebral.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Outro estudo demonstrou que a meditação Zen amplia as habilidades viseos espaciais dos praticantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Texto retirado do site:  Diário da Saúde.  http://www.diariodasaude.com.br/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-4157999461464819490?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/4157999461464819490/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=4157999461464819490' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4157999461464819490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/4157999461464819490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/02/sensibilidade-dor.html' title='Sensibilidade à dor'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-9052821945630308443</id><published>2010-02-19T16:42:00.011-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T12:33:47.369-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tranquilidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Templo Taikanji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zazen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dharma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retiro Zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disciplina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prática'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabalho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expectativa'/><title type='text'>Retiro Zen no Taikanji</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S37ulT5nygI/AAAAAAAAAPA/vtO0Mvna-M4/s1600-h/c_compromisso_yakusoku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S37ulT5nygI/AAAAAAAAAPA/vtO0Mvna-M4/s400/c_compromisso_yakusoku.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440047724674664962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Muitas pessoas procuram por retiros espirituais para reporem suas energias, uma espécie de descanso merecido, depois de uma longa jornada de trabalho estressante e é justo dar um equilíbrio ao espírito. Geralmente são lugares calmos e com paisagens de tirar o fôlego, com muito silêncio e tranquilidade.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Caso você esteja procurando isto em um retiro Zen, suas expectativas podem ser frustradas. Claro que tem paisagens, também tem silêncio, tranquilidade, calma, respeito e comida, pois ninguém é de ferro. Mas existe uma diferença: a prática. Em um retiro Zen a prática é intensa, com muito trabalho, disciplina. Não será simplesmente um lugar de contemplação e descanso, também isto, mas não só. É um espaço e um período de aprofundamento da sabedoria budista, do Zazen (meditação Zen), dos ritos, enfim do Dharma.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  As palavras mais usadas em um retiro Zen são: "não perca tempo", "atenção plena a cada ato", não é fácil, aliás, não é nada fácil, pois nossa mente luta contra o tempo e a favor da acomodação. Devido a rotina, principalmente no dia-dia da vida moderna, somos obrigados a fazer automaticamente diversas coisas ao mesmo tempo, sem prestar a mínima atenção aos atos e as pessoas em nossa volta. Em um retiro Zen temos um &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;compromisso &lt;/span&gt;de tirar nossa mente da &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;acomodação automática&lt;/span&gt;, para exatamente prestar atenção à cada gesto, cada passo, à cada olhar, principalmente atenção à cada respiração, reter esta atenção na mente para transpor o retiro e suas sensações para o cotidiano e assim ajudar à todos os seres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Gasshô&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-9052821945630308443?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/9052821945630308443/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=9052821945630308443' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/9052821945630308443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/9052821945630308443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/02/retiro-zen-no-taikanji.html' title='Retiro Zen no Taikanji'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S37ulT5nygI/AAAAAAAAAPA/vtO0Mvna-M4/s72-c/c_compromisso_yakusoku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-6824608283834851141</id><published>2010-02-17T20:48:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:51:07.264-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sofrimento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frases budistas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dalai Lama'/><title type='text'>Sofrimento</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="fr0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Creio que a pessoa que teve mais experiência de privações consegue enfrentar problemas com mais firmeza que a pessoa que nunca passou por sofrimento. Portanto, visto por esse ângulo, um pouco de sofrimento pode ser uma boa lição para a vida".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Dalai_Lama/" class="autor"&gt;Dalai Lama"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-6824608283834851141?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/6824608283834851141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=6824608283834851141' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/6824608283834851141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/6824608283834851141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/02/sofrimento.html' title='Sofrimento'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-5382040234484475773</id><published>2010-02-06T21:10:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T21:27:11.861-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cecília Meireles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='espinho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rosa'/><title type='text'>4º  MOTIVO DA ROSA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S236ev87J3I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Mjriw07vylo/s1600-h/rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S236ev87J3I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Mjriw07vylo/s400/rosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435275731481077618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não te aflijas com a pétala que voa:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;também é ser, deixar de ser assim.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosas verás, só de cinza franzida,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mortas intactas pelo teu jardim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu digo aroma até nos meus espinhos,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ao longe, o vento vai falando em mim.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por perder-me é que me vão lembrando,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;por desfolhar-me é que não tenho fim&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecilia Meireles/ Obra Poética&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-5382040234484475773?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/5382040234484475773/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=5382040234484475773' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5382040234484475773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/5382040234484475773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/02/4-motivo-da-rosa.html' title='4º  MOTIVO DA ROSA'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S236ev87J3I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Mjriw07vylo/s72-c/rosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-7895188449147801968</id><published>2010-01-30T18:13:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T18:34:31.095-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rahula'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caminho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atenção à respiração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serenidade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impermanência'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instrucões'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praticar amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compaixão'/><title type='text'>Conselhos à um filho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S2SWx8VupzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/tcleqYUTgso/s1600-h/c_caminho_michi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S2SWx8VupzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/tcleqYUTgso/s400/c_caminho_michi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432632835270682418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Certa vez Buda ofereceu as seguintes instruções ao seu filho Rahula como herança:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   Praticar o amor incondicional para libertar-se da má vontade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   Praticar a compaixão para libertar-se da apatia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   Cultivar a serenidade para libertar-se do ressentimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   Praticar o desapego às necessidades do corpo para libertar-se da luxuria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   Valorizar a contemplação da impermanência para libertar-se do conceito de "eu sou".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   Cultivar a atenção à respiração: o foco no agora traz grandes benefícios e muitas bênçãos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   Parte do texto retirado do livro:   Um Café com Buda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-7895188449147801968?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/7895188449147801968/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=7895188449147801968' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7895188449147801968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7895188449147801968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/01/conselhos-um-filho.html' title='Conselhos à um filho'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S2SWx8VupzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/tcleqYUTgso/s72-c/c_caminho_michi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-7163321709069099441</id><published>2010-01-22T14:35:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T14:59:19.995-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Um Café Com O Buda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siddhartha Gautama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='budismo'/><title type='text'>Um Café Com O Buda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Para as pessoas que desejam começar um leitura sobre o budismo e não sabem por onde começar, indico um pequeno livro de fácil acesso e leitura leve: Um Café Com Buda, de Joan Duncan Oliver e prefácio de Annie Lennox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;   A idéia do livro é simples, é como se você estivesse tendo uma breve conversa com Siddhartha Gautama, fazendo perguntas diretas e tirando as dúvidas mais frequentes. Para quem quer um primeiro contato com o budismo; (não é algo super elaborado, mas também não é simplista). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Ao final da leitura há uma boa bibliografia e páginas da net para futuras consultas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;   boa leitura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-7163321709069099441?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/7163321709069099441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=7163321709069099441' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7163321709069099441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/7163321709069099441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/01/um-cafe-com-o-buda.html' title='Um Café Com O Buda'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-3354407320101341560</id><published>2010-01-19T19:28:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T15:03:11.272-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relações pessoais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cotidiano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pó'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brilho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compaixão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Tirando o pó</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S1OXbNbogwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/m7MZx_J91W4/s1600-h/DSC04871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427848469629403906" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S1OXbNbogwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/m7MZx_J91W4/s400/DSC04871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  O cotidiano e a rotina vai lentamente cobrindo o brilho da vida e do amor, como se fosse poeira. Não percebemos que a sujeira quase imperceptível do tempo vai  nos engolindo de todas as formas, sufocando toda a luz, juventude e a beleza do ser. Como numa casa abandonada onde, paredes com bolor e  portas e janelas vão lentamente apodrecendo, o telhado com goteiras vem abaixo, por fim uma casa sem vida.&lt;br /&gt;Da mesma forma de uma casa, se faz necessário uma manutenção constante nas relações inter-pessoais e pessoais. Um móvel antigo bem tratado é tão ou mais bonito que um móvel novo, uma casa antiga bem arrumada abriga tão bem seus moradores como qualquer casa nova.&lt;br /&gt;Nosso corpo e mente mesmo sendo "antigos" devem estar sadios, para podermos manter a manutenção da vida com brilho e graça.&lt;br /&gt;Não é fácil, cansa fazer a faxina, mas é absolutamente necessário. Quando você termina de tirar o pó da rotina com o amor e dá brilho nas relações pessoais com a compaixão, mesmo as coisas antigas voltam a ter vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto: Monica Cruvinel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2389143660883388869-3354407320101341560?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/3354407320101341560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=3354407320101341560' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3354407320101341560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3354407320101341560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/01/tirando-o-po.html' title='Tirando o pó'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S1OXbNbogwI/AAAAAAAAAOM/m7MZx_J91W4/s72-c/DSC04871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-2196987982949917824</id><published>2010-01-13T12:54:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T13:37:20.719-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prêmio Nobel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zilda Arns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastoral da Criança'/><title type='text'>O Sorriso de Zilda Arns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S03m3DwCqGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/hVKLQATeQrw/s1600-h/Zilda_Arns.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S03m3DwCqGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/hVKLQATeQrw/s400/Zilda_Arns.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426246959625316450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Dona" Zilda Arns era médica pediatra, mãe de cinco filhos, nasceu no dia 25 de agosto de 1934, em Forquilhinha, Estado de Santa Catarina.&lt;br /&gt;  Em 1983 torna-se Fundadora e Coordenadora Nacional da Pastoral da Criança da Conferência Nacional dos Bispos do Brasil. Um trabalho que foi levado com sucesso a incontáveis locais no Brasil e no mundo, apenas para mencionar alguns: Angola, Indonésia, Estados Unidos, Haiti. Por toda esta dedicação na tentativa de extinguir a fome das crianças pelo mundo foi indicada para o Prêmio Nobel, (preferiram o Obama), que pena, ela pelo menos salvava crianças da fome.&lt;br /&gt;Suas armas:  seu sorriso incansável e uma compaixão do tamanho do universo, absolutamente gentil e sempre atenciosa com todos que se aproximavam; com estas simples atitudes esta grande mulher salvou milhares de crianças.&lt;br /&gt; Que todos os seres aprendam estas lições, para que tenhamos milhares de Zildas Arns pelo mundo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-2196987982949917824?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/2196987982949917824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=2196987982949917824' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2196987982949917824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/2196987982949917824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-sorriso-de-zilda-arns.html' title='O Sorriso de Zilda Arns'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/S03m3DwCqGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/hVKLQATeQrw/s72-c/Zilda_Arns.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2389143660883388869.post-3798203534026823857</id><published>2010-01-09T19:21:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:40:36.310-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gentileza</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="350" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dny57BwrNLw&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dny57BwrNLw&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2389143660883388869-3798203534026823857?l=historiaezen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/feeds/3798203534026823857/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2389143660883388869&amp;postID=3798203534026823857' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3798203534026823857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2389143660883388869/posts/default/3798203534026823857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://historiaezen.blogspot.com/2010/01/gentileza.html' title='Gentileza'/><author><name>Paulo Celso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01997068178707375282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2k7zkTmIaTs/SzZYPblkjlI/AAAAAAAAANI/2yn9OQb_Wk4/S220/26-01-07_1546.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
