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Animals are amazingβ¦such meticulous work, in order to survive and thrive as a species...
π βThe Heart of the Beeβ
It knows no words. It doesn't need them.
It knows the direction. Feels the light. Remembers the scent of the way home.
The bee asks no questions, yet somehow it answers so many.
Each day, it chooses the simplest path: to fly, to find, to return.
In a world where everything can be illusion, it remains true.
It creates nothing for itself β and yet, because of it, the fruit appears,
the bud opens, the earth fulfills its promise.
It carries within it an ancient rhythm β older than mankind,
and yet so close to the human heart.
Is that not what life is about?
To be fully oneself.
To leave something good behind,
even if no one applauds.
A.R
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π βThe Heart of the Beeβ
It knows no words. It doesn't need them.
It knows the direction. Feels the light. Remembers the scent of the way home.
The bee asks no questions, yet somehow it answers so many.
Each day, it chooses the simplest path: to fly, to find, to return.
In a world where everything can be illusion, it remains true.
It creates nothing for itself β and yet, because of it, the fruit appears,
the bud opens, the earth fulfills its promise.
It carries within it an ancient rhythm β older than mankind,
and yet so close to the human heart.
Is that not what life is about?
To be fully oneself.
To leave something good behind,
even if no one applauds.
A.R
https://www.group-telegram.com/OnlyFaithOverFear.com
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Ideia maravilhosaππ»π·π»π±πππ»
Silvanareis π«Άπ»
Silvanareis π«Άπ»
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Every parent teaches children by their own example.
Children are the mirror of their father and mother.
- Qiu Jin
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Children are the mirror of their father and mother.
- Qiu Jin
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When love speaks louder than
Words β€οΈβ¨β¨
Words β€οΈβ¨β¨
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Your hands remember,
even before you do.
They are not merely tools β
they are gateways.
To silence, to truth, to the Source.
Every touch, every gesture, every prayer whispered in stillness
is a conversation with a Consciousness greater than yourself β
and yet hidden within you.
When you bring your hands together β
you are not performing a gesture.
You are calling in light.
You are uniting two sides of existence:
what is human and what is eternal,
what is wounded β with what heals,
what is broken β with what has always been whole.
Your hands echo ancient vows:
of love, of healing, of presence.
They have touched the earth to bless.
They have touched the body to heal.
They have touched the heart to remind it β it is never alone.
Within them lie lines of life, paths of light,
points of memory that have never forgotten who you are.
When you speak words with purity,
and your hands are listening β
light begins to move.
Not above, not far away.
Here.
Within you.
You are not praying.
You are creating space
for the miracle to arrive.
So next time you bring your palms together β
donβt ask.
Listen.
Donβt expect.
Allow.
Donβt beg.
Open.
Because the Divine⦠is already here.
In your hands.
In your heart.
In your breath.
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even before you do.
They are not merely tools β
they are gateways.
To silence, to truth, to the Source.
Every touch, every gesture, every prayer whispered in stillness
is a conversation with a Consciousness greater than yourself β
and yet hidden within you.
When you bring your hands together β
you are not performing a gesture.
You are calling in light.
You are uniting two sides of existence:
what is human and what is eternal,
what is wounded β with what heals,
what is broken β with what has always been whole.
Your hands echo ancient vows:
of love, of healing, of presence.
They have touched the earth to bless.
They have touched the body to heal.
They have touched the heart to remind it β it is never alone.
Within them lie lines of life, paths of light,
points of memory that have never forgotten who you are.
When you speak words with purity,
and your hands are listening β
light begins to move.
Not above, not far away.
Here.
Within you.
You are not praying.
You are creating space
for the miracle to arrive.
So next time you bring your palms together β
donβt ask.
Listen.
Donβt expect.
Allow.
Donβt beg.
Open.
Because the Divine⦠is already here.
In your hands.
In your heart.
In your breath.
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A beautiful moment β painting, music, presence. Where God meets the human heart.
γ° γ°οΈ γ°οΈ
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Existem apenas dois tipos de tragΓ©dias na vida: nΓ£o conseguir o que deseja e obtΓͺ -lo Ambos vΓ£o decepcionΓ‘ -lo
A dura verdade Γ© que alcanΓ§ar seus objetivos nΓ£o faz vocΓͺ automaticamente feliz.
VocΓͺ passa anos buscando algo, convencido de que, uma vez que o alcanΓ§ar, tudo mudarΓ‘, vocΓͺ finalmente se sentirΓ‘ cumprido e, quando finalmente conseguir o que queria, sente apenas um grande vazio por dentro.
O desejo Γ© uma armadilha, um contrato cruel que vocΓͺ assina consigo mesmo, concordando em ficar feliz apenas quando conseguir o que estΓ‘ perseguindo.
Mas hΓ‘ outro problema ainda maior: nunca serΓ‘ suficiente, sempre haverΓ‘ outro objetivo, outro alvo, outra corrida
NΓ£o deixe sua paz interior sempre depender de algo que vocΓͺ ainda precisa alcanΓ§ar Pare, veja o que vocΓͺ jΓ‘ tem e permita -se finalmente estar em paz
Tudo o que vocΓͺ jΓ‘ tem e o que importa nesse momento..se vocΓͺ quiser algo sinta-o jΓ‘ na sua vida.
Somente assim se concretizarΓ‘..
Com essa reflexΓ£o,sejamos gratos ao Senhor por tudo ππ»
Com amor π«Άπ»
Silvana
A dura verdade Γ© que alcanΓ§ar seus objetivos nΓ£o faz vocΓͺ automaticamente feliz.
VocΓͺ passa anos buscando algo, convencido de que, uma vez que o alcanΓ§ar, tudo mudarΓ‘, vocΓͺ finalmente se sentirΓ‘ cumprido e, quando finalmente conseguir o que queria, sente apenas um grande vazio por dentro.
O desejo Γ© uma armadilha, um contrato cruel que vocΓͺ assina consigo mesmo, concordando em ficar feliz apenas quando conseguir o que estΓ‘ perseguindo.
Mas hΓ‘ outro problema ainda maior: nunca serΓ‘ suficiente, sempre haverΓ‘ outro objetivo, outro alvo, outra corrida
NΓ£o deixe sua paz interior sempre depender de algo que vocΓͺ ainda precisa alcanΓ§ar Pare, veja o que vocΓͺ jΓ‘ tem e permita -se finalmente estar em paz
Tudo o que vocΓͺ jΓ‘ tem e o que importa nesse momento..se vocΓͺ quiser algo sinta-o jΓ‘ na sua vida.
Somente assim se concretizarΓ‘..
Com essa reflexΓ£o,sejamos gratos ao Senhor por tudo ππ»
Com amor π«Άπ»
Silvana
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Me, visiting my kids when they have their own homes π
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Those who do not travel, those who do not read, those who do not listen to music, those who do not observe, slowly die.
Slowly dies the one who destroys self-love, the one who refuses to accept help from anywhere.
Slowly dies the one who becomes a slave to habit, the one who follows the same paths every day, the one who never changes their points of reference, the one who never changes the color of their clothes, the one who never talks to strangers.
Slowly dies the one who avoids passion and the whirlwind of emotions that restore the sparkle to the eyes and mend the heart.
Slowly dies the one who does not leave their corner when they are unhappy in love or work, the one who does not take the risk of fulfilling their dreams, the one who has never once in their life put rationality aside.
- Pablo Neruda
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Slowly dies the one who destroys self-love, the one who refuses to accept help from anywhere.
Slowly dies the one who becomes a slave to habit, the one who follows the same paths every day, the one who never changes their points of reference, the one who never changes the color of their clothes, the one who never talks to strangers.
Slowly dies the one who avoids passion and the whirlwind of emotions that restore the sparkle to the eyes and mend the heart.
Slowly dies the one who does not leave their corner when they are unhappy in love or work, the one who does not take the risk of fulfilling their dreams, the one who has never once in their life put rationality aside.
- Pablo Neruda
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Ve auguro una bella serata e buonanotte benedetta a tutti voi . β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈπππ A domani .
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π A Note from the Forest πΏ
Just a few more days of rest. A few more days offline.
Iβm in a beautiful, wild place β deep in the forest, far from the noise of everyday life. Here, nature whispers β but it speaks of everything that matters. The weather is moody, but I welcome it all β the rain, the mist, the birdsong, fox tracks in the sand.
All around me, the green is pure and endless. The silence doesnβt overwhelm β it restores. Berries under my fingers, moss under my feet, the scent of woodsmoke in the air.
The nearest shop β and the internet β are many minutes away. And honestly, Iβm grateful.
Instead of messages β books.
Instead of scrolling β music.
Instead of noise β reflection.
This place reminds me that we are part of nature, not its masters. That we donβt have to understand everything to be moved by it. That life happens not where we rush β but where we pause.
Sending warm thoughts from the heart β with love, peace, joy, and a deep sense of safety. Until we meet again.
Anna
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Just a few more days of rest. A few more days offline.
Iβm in a beautiful, wild place β deep in the forest, far from the noise of everyday life. Here, nature whispers β but it speaks of everything that matters. The weather is moody, but I welcome it all β the rain, the mist, the birdsong, fox tracks in the sand.
All around me, the green is pure and endless. The silence doesnβt overwhelm β it restores. Berries under my fingers, moss under my feet, the scent of woodsmoke in the air.
The nearest shop β and the internet β are many minutes away. And honestly, Iβm grateful.
Instead of messages β books.
Instead of scrolling β music.
Instead of noise β reflection.
This place reminds me that we are part of nature, not its masters. That we donβt have to understand everything to be moved by it. That life happens not where we rush β but where we pause.
Sending warm thoughts from the heart β with love, peace, joy, and a deep sense of safety. Until we meet again.
Anna
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