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@dammi91
Ako nekog mrzimo, onda u njegovom liku mrzimo nešto što je usađeno u nama samima. Ono što nije u nama samima, to nas ne uzbuđuje.
Sretni smo samo onda kada od sutrašnjeg dana ništa ne tražimo, a od današnjega sa zahvalnošću primamo ono što nam nosi.
Bog nam ne šalje očaj da bi nas ubio, već da bi nov život u nama probudio.
…imamo u duši i sve ono što je ikada živjelo u ljudskim dušama. Svi bogovi i đavoli koji su ikada postojali….svi se oni nalaze u nama, tu su kao mogućnosti, kao želje, kao izlazi.
Herman Hesse
Znam da mi Bog neće dati ništa s čim se ne mogu nositi. Samo želim da ima malo manje povjerenja u mene.”- Majka Tereza
You are my bully
We will be with you, you are my gang
Without you, there's no way for sure
She's my trouble she's her trouble
You you you know exactly the one
Give yourself and don't fly away
Without you, there's no way for sure
She's my trouble, she's a bully
I was told more than once or twice
forget about her, she's not yours
I mute all the words with them pain
this is love my soul sing
she never loved believe me
it's needlessly dangerous as a beast
but it pulls me, pulls harder
let it hurt me but it will be mine
THE LEGEND OF THE MOOR’S HEAD – TESTA DI MORO
Kalsa district of Palermo, lived “a beautiful girl with a rosy skin comparable to peach blossoms at the height of flowering and a nice pair of eyes that seemed to reflect the beautiful Gulf of Palermo “.
The girl was almost always at home, and spent her days looking after the plants on her balcony. One day a young Moro found himself passing by, and as soon as he saw her, he immediately fell in love with her and decided to have her at all costs. Then without delay he entered the girl’s house and immediately declared his love. The girl, struck by so much ardor, returned the love of the young Moro, but soon her happiness vanished as soon as she learned that her beloved would soon leave her to return to the East, where a wife with two sons where waiting for him. Moro fell asleep he killed him and then cut off his head. He made a vase out of the Moro’s head where he planted some basil and put it on display outside on the balcony. The Moor, in this way, unable to leave, would have remained with her forever. Even today in the Sicilian balconies you can admire Teste di Moro, often called “Teste di Turco” of exquisite workmanship, a nice warning for all husbands!
Some days will always be harder than others. Be patient with yourself; you have won many battles but the war will take time. You can be 17 or 78 and still make mistakes. Try not to punish yourself too much over them. You will compare yourself to others, everyone does it, but try to remember someone compares themselves to you, too. Be kinder to the thoughts in your head; you are thinking them for a reason. There will always be that person who you gave your whole heart to and it still wasn’t enough for them. But you will always be enough for yourself. And when all’s said and done, that’s the person who lives your life.
That’s the person you have to impress. Be a friend to yourself, not an enemy.
inside you.
All feelings of self are false. All identifications that ”I am this and that” are false.
When you come to the ultimate, when you come to your deepest core, you suddenly know that you are neither this nor that – you are no one. You are not an ego, you are just a vast emptiness. And sometimes if you sit, close your eyes and just feel who you are – where are you? And go deeper and you may become afraid, because the deeper you go, the deeper you feel that you are nobody, a nothingness. That’s why people become so scared of meditation. It is a death. It is a death of the ego – and the ego is just a false concept.
„Zaista si mi bio potreban“, jecam. „Mo, Gerti i Rejčel su sjajni i volim ih, mnogo su mi pomogli, ali ja sam htela tebe. S tobom se osećam bolje.
“Zajedno u stanu”
Univerzum vas podsjeća da imate vjere i povjerenja u sebe i svoje sposobnosti. Znajte da ste dovoljno dobri da svladate sve izazove i prepreke. Ne dopustite da vas strah od pogreške spriječi da postignete stvari u životu koje ste oduvijek željeli. Budite budni i prisutni i svjedočite čudima.
How much did you wish you had something you have now? With everything it is. And that's why it's possible.
We might not have to close our eyes to dream, if we were aware that the embrace of the person next to us was once our unfulfilled dream.
If we knew that we needed nothing more than love, to talk we might sometimes be silent together.
Ako ulijete šalicu soli u šalicu vode, voda postaje nepitka. Ali ako sipate sol u rijeku, ljudi mogu nastaviti koristiti vodu za kuhanje, pranje i piće. Rijeka je neizmjerno velika i ima sposobnost primanja, prihvaćanja i transformacije. Kada su naša srca malena, naše razumijevanje i suosjećanje su ograničeni i mi patima. Ne možemo prihvatiti ili tolerirati druge i njihove nedostatke i zahtijevamo od njih da se promijene. Ali kad se naša srca ‘povećaju’, te iste stvar nas više ne tjeraju na patnju. Imamo puno razumijevanja i suosjećanja i možemo prihvatiti druge. Prihvaćamo druge kakvi jesu i onda se oni imaju priliku transformirati.”
Casa De Papel 💯