<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734</id><updated>2011-07-30T14:07:05.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humm... ehehe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-1454852155144332827</id><published>2011-01-16T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T09:10:34.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desafio dos 3 "S"...</title><content type='html'>Na missa de hoje ouvi falar dos 3 "S"...&lt;br /&gt;1. Estar ao &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ERVIÇO&lt;br /&gt;2. Ser &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;INAL&lt;br /&gt;3. Ser &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ANTO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque "o que não se escreve é esquecido" (já dizia um professor meu), vim aqui escrever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando procurava uma imagem no google com a expressão "ser santo" apenas encontrei imagens alusivas ao Céu; não se fica com a sensação que SER SANTO não passa mesmo de algo idílico, inalcansável neste mundo?... Reflectirá um desconhecimento da vida dos Santos de Deus que habitam e habitaram este mundo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não quero ser santa pela metade, escolho tudo.&lt;/em&gt; diz Santa Teresinha do Menino Jesus - UM DESAFIO? UM COMPROMISSO... UMA VIDA DE ENTREGA (entre outras)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-1454852155144332827?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/1454852155144332827/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=1454852155144332827' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/1454852155144332827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/1454852155144332827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2011/01/desafio-dos-3-s.html' title='Desafio dos 3 &quot;S&quot;...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-6123997084112281482</id><published>2010-04-08T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T13:48:14.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Que Deus Uniu - I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/S75A96BznNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jSb0xjqE4kw/s1600/Familia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/S75A96BznNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jSb0xjqE4kw/s200/Familia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457871230712650962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“a família é uma comunidade de pessoas, ao serviço da vida, para o desenvolvimento da humanidade, participando na vida e missão da Igreja, enquanto comunidade crente  e evangelizadora, comunidade de diálogo com Deus e comunidade de serviço aos mais pobres”&lt;/strong&gt; Pe. Victor Feytor Pinto in O Que Deus Uniu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A família é "comunidade de pessoas (...) de diálogo com Deus"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser comunidade é viver em comunhão com a individualidade de cada um. Aceitar e tomar como ‘seu’ aquilo que é diferente no outro exige permanente diálogo com Deus; só o Seu Amor nos potencia à superação de tudo o que vai contra as ideias pré-concebidas que individualmente temos, em virtude das ideias novas que, por e na família surgem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“a família (…) ao serviço da vida”...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser ao serviço da vida implica gerar e fazer perpetuar vida.&lt;br /&gt;Gerar vida exige fazer morrer o meu “eu” para que o “nós” seja “uma só carne e um só espírito” e daí resultar um “nascer de novo, segundo o Espírito”. &lt;br /&gt;Fazer perpetuar vida, exige permanente diálogo com Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Penso que isto não implica que estejamos sempre no mesmo lado do passeio, mas sim que o caminho seja o mesmo e a direcção seja aquela que Ele ditar. Se quiser ser eu a orientar o caminhar ou se deixares que seja eu a orientá-lo, deixaremos de estar em diálogo com Deus e não nascerá nada Novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que o essencial é SER COMUNHÃO COM DEUS, logo AO SERVIÇO DA VIDA. O resto [“serviço aos mais pobres”] vem por acréscimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proposta:&lt;br /&gt;- Durante esta semana estaremos mais atentos aos momentos em que o “eu” de cada um de nós não morre para gerar vida nova em comunidade.&lt;br /&gt;- Durante esta semana estaremos mais atentos aos momentos em que impedimos que seja Ele a ditar a direcção do nosso caminhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPLETA-SE EM... http://jokinha741.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-6123997084112281482?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/6123997084112281482/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=6123997084112281482' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/6123997084112281482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/6123997084112281482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-que-deus-uniu-i.html' title='O Que Deus Uniu - I'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/S75A96BznNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/jSb0xjqE4kw/s72-c/Familia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-5851391645927748258</id><published>2009-11-28T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T06:19:12.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obrigado...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SxEw7tTERoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/aRZe-7VzI2I/s1600/Edenpics-com_003-005-Sunset-on-a-pond-with-reflection-of-the-trees-in-the-water-Switzerland-St.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SxEw7tTERoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/aRZe-7VzI2I/s320/Edenpics-com_003-005-Sunset-on-a-pond-with-reflection-of-the-trees-in-the-water-Switzerland-St.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409158429778658946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Obrigado, pelo Sol e pelo vento, &lt;br /&gt;pelo azul do firmamento &lt;br /&gt;e pela estrela que há em mim. &lt;br /&gt;Obrigado pelo tempo que passou &lt;br /&gt;pelos passos, pelos voos, &lt;br /&gt;e pela vida que há em mim.   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;OBRIGADO POR ESSE BRILHO NO OLHAR &lt;br /&gt;POR ESSA CHAMA QUE ME QUEIMA, &lt;br /&gt;OBRIGADO PELA ESTRELA QUE HÁ EM MIM. &lt;br /&gt;OBRIGADO PELA ESTRADA PERCORRIDA &lt;br /&gt;POR ESSE DOM, POR ESSA VIDA &lt;br /&gt;OBRIGADO PELA ESTRELA QUE HÁ EM MIM.   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Obrigado pelo sorriso da criança &lt;br /&gt;pela saudade e a lembrança &lt;br /&gt;de alguma estrela que brilhou; &lt;br /&gt;Obrigado pela presença que não passa &lt;br /&gt;pela esperança que me abraça; &lt;br /&gt;pelo silencio que há em Ti.   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;OBRIGADO POR ESSA VOZ QUE EM MIM HABITA &lt;br /&gt;POR ESSA MÃO QUE NECESSITA &lt;br /&gt;DE OUTRA MÃO QUE SAIBA AMAR E SER FELIZ. &lt;br /&gt;OBRIGADO POR ESSE ADEUS QUE É BOA NOVA, &lt;br /&gt;POR ESSE OLHAR DE BOA VINDA, &lt;br /&gt;PELA ESTRELA QU'INDA BRILHA NO MEU CÉU"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-5851391645927748258?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/5851391645927748258/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=5851391645927748258' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/5851391645927748258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/5851391645927748258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2009/11/obrigado.html' title='Obrigado...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SxEw7tTERoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/aRZe-7VzI2I/s72-c/Edenpics-com_003-005-Sunset-on-a-pond-with-reflection-of-the-trees-in-the-water-Switzerland-St.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-4480168698583347874</id><published>2009-03-15T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T06:52:05.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Somos lembrados pelo que amamos, não pelo que fazemos"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-4480168698583347874?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/4480168698583347874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=4480168698583347874' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/4480168698583347874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/4480168698583347874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2009/03/somos-lembrados-pelo-que-amamos-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-2879156435626511690</id><published>2009-02-01T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T15:27:26.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O que se lê...</title><content type='html'>O Joca colocou-me o desafio de escrever no blog o que está num livro, à minha escolha, na página 161, linha 5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peguei então num livro que tenho vindo a ler aos poucos; pela riqueza, pela reflexão e oração que, quase, cada frase impele em mim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excelência, por favor reze por mim para que eu seja capaz de me entregar completamente a Nosso Senhor" :D &lt;em&gt;(Brian Kolodiejchuck; Madre Teresa - Vem, Sê a Minha Luz)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-2879156435626511690?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/2879156435626511690/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=2879156435626511690' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/2879156435626511690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/2879156435626511690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-que-se-le.html' title='O que se lê...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-5210010244203961436</id><published>2008-11-09T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T05:05:11.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somos Um...</title><content type='html'>O grupo de jovens de Campo Maior já tem nome e tem blog!... "Somos Um" foi o nome escolhido! Passem por:&lt;br /&gt;somos1-gjcm.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-5210010244203961436?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/5210010244203961436/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=5210010244203961436' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/5210010244203961436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/5210010244203961436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/11/somos-um.html' title='Somos Um...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-2690719254769259470</id><published>2008-11-07T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:42:18.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo tem o seu tempo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SRQpjfI7v5I/AAAAAAAAACU/rMAX0LPB9bI/s1600-h/tempo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SRQpjfI7v5I/AAAAAAAAACU/rMAX0LPB9bI/s200/tempo-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265879553934081938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Neste mundo, tudo tem a sua hora; cada coisa tem o seu tempo próprio.&lt;br /&gt;Há tempo de nascer e o tempo de morrer;&lt;br /&gt;o tempo de plantar e o tempo de arrancar;&lt;br /&gt;o tempo de matar e o tempo de curar;&lt;br /&gt;o tempo de destruir e o tempo de construir;&lt;br /&gt;o tempo de chorar e o tempo de rir;&lt;br /&gt;o tempo de estar de luto e o tempo de dançar;&lt;br /&gt;o tempo de atirar pedras e o tempo de as juntar;&lt;br /&gt;o tempo de se abraçar e o tempo de se afastar;&lt;br /&gt;o tempo de procurar e o tempo de perder;&lt;br /&gt;o tempo de guardar e o tempo de deitar fora;&lt;br /&gt;o tempo de rasgar e o tempo de coser;&lt;br /&gt;o tempo de calar e o tempo de calar;&lt;br /&gt;o tempo de amar e o tempo de odiar;&lt;br /&gt;o tempo de guerra e o tempo de paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que tudo aquilo que Deus faz ficará para sempre"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-2690719254769259470?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/2690719254769259470/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=2690719254769259470' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/2690719254769259470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/2690719254769259470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/11/tudo-tem-o-seu-tempo.html' title='Tudo tem o seu tempo...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SRQpjfI7v5I/AAAAAAAAACU/rMAX0LPB9bI/s72-c/tempo-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-3084485475947513429</id><published>2008-10-27T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:43:01.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neoplasias esofágicas</title><content type='html'>O cancro do esofágo é incomum e muito letal. É mais frequente em indivíduos de raça negra e do sexo masculino.&lt;br /&gt;Ocorre com maior frequência com idade superior a 50 anos e parece estar associado a um nível sócio-económico mais baixo.&lt;br /&gt;Existem 2 tipos de carcinomas: epidermóide e o adenocarcinoma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carcinoma epidermóide:&lt;br /&gt;- a sua incidência tem diminuído nos ultimos 30 anos;&lt;br /&gt;- factores predisponentes: consumo excessivo de álcool (o Whisky está associado a maior inciência do que o vinho ou a cerveja) e de tabaco, ingestão de nitritos (carne e peixe curados ou fumados), toxinas fúngicas em vegetais de conserva, chá muito uente, ingestão de lixívia, estenose induzida por radiação, acalásia crónica, deficiência nutricional de molibdênio, vitamina A e zinco. Há também factores de susceptibiliadade do indíviduo, como Sindrome Plummer-Vinson e a Hiperqueratose congénita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adenocarcinoma:&lt;br /&gt;- a sua incidência tem aumentado abruptamente, sendo responsável por mais de 60% dos casos de carcinoma do esófago;&lt;br /&gt;- está associado a refluxo gastroesofágico crónico com esófago de Barrett, portanto é mais comum em obesos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O cancro do esófago ocorre em 10% dos casos no 1/3 superior, em 35% no 1/3 médio e em 55% no 1/3 inferior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sintomas iniciais: disfagia e perda ponderal. --&gt; quando estes ocorrerm, geralmente o cancro já se encontra num estadio incurável, infiltrando mais de 60% do lúmen esofágico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doentes de risco para carcinoma epidermóide do esófago (fumadores e alcoólicos), tambem tÊm indidÊncia elevada de cancro do pulmão, cabeça e pescoço, portanto devem fazer endoscopia da laringe, traqueia e brônquios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando se efectua uma biópsia via endoscópica, em 1/3 dos casos não se consegue obter tecido maligno; assim, o exame citológico com escova deve complementar a biópsia em todas as situações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este tumor tem muito mau prognóstico, com uma taxa de sobrevida de menos de 5% aos 5 anos após o diagnóstico. O tratamento passa pelo controle dos sintomas (ressecção cirúrgica apenas em 45% dos casos, estando associada a uma mortalidade pós-operatória de 5-10%; radioterapia tem resultados semelhantes à cirurgia, contudo é menos eficaz no controle dos sintomas obstrutivos; a associação de quimio e radioterapia parece estar associada a algum aumento da sobrevida) e por medidas paliativas (sessões de dilatação endoscópica, gastrostomia ou jejunostomia cirúrgica para hidratação e alimentação e colocação de stent metálico expansível para manter o esófago aberto).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Informação baseada no Harrison 17ª edição)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-3084485475947513429?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/3084485475947513429/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=3084485475947513429' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/3084485475947513429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/3084485475947513429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/10/neoplasias-esofgicas.html' title='Neoplasias esofágicas'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-6024287983016501862</id><published>2008-10-27T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:47:36.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neoplasias Pulmonares</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SQXv_irXGfI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qs0bCAVf2zU/s1600-h/1041-0550x0475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SQXv_irXGfI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qs0bCAVf2zU/s200/1041-0550x0475.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261875614571764210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em 90% dos doentes com neoplasias pulmonares, há história de tabagismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há risco aumentado de carcinoma pulmonar em:&lt;br /&gt;- tabagismo activo (13x)&lt;br /&gt;- história de carcinoma pulmonar em familiar de 1º grau (2-3x)&lt;br /&gt;- tabagismo passivo crónico (1,5x)&lt;br /&gt;- Doença Pulmonar Obstrutiva Crónica&lt;br /&gt;- sexo feminino (mais susceptível aos carcinogénios do tabaco)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tratamento químico para abandono do tabagismo tem sucesso apenas em 20-25% das pessoas, portanto evitar que as pessoas comecem a fumar parece ser mais eficaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A probabilidade de desenvolver cancro de pulmão diminui ao parar de fumar, contudo nunca chega ao nível de risco dum não fumador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dados retirados de Harrison 17ª edição&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-6024287983016501862?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/6024287983016501862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=6024287983016501862' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/6024287983016501862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/6024287983016501862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/10/neoplasias-pulmonares.html' title='Neoplasias Pulmonares'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SQXv_irXGfI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qs0bCAVf2zU/s72-c/1041-0550x0475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-4901556736611221162</id><published>2008-10-25T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:10:02.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Quem sabe viver, dá vida..."</title><content type='html'>(dizia a minha mãe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-4901556736611221162?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/4901556736611221162/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=4901556736611221162' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/4901556736611221162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/4901556736611221162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/10/quem-sabe-viver-d-vida.html' title='&quot;Quem sabe viver, dá vida...&quot;'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-4088759494262177042</id><published>2008-10-13T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T02:56:22.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SPMaiWRDYHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NoF7ct3pttQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SPMaiWRDYHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NoF7ct3pttQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256574367466479730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sou a Senhora do Rosário. Vim para pedir aos homens que mudem de vida e que rezem o Terço todos os dias"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-4088759494262177042?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/4088759494262177042/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=4088759494262177042' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/4088759494262177042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/4088759494262177042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/10/sou-senhora-do-rosrio.html' title=''/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SPMaiWRDYHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NoF7ct3pttQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-6261799855636880504</id><published>2008-10-07T12:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:41:25.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falta o grilo falante!!!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SOu7SW-IOqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/bs5Uds971ZY/s1600-h/pinocchio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SOu7SW-IOqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/bs5Uds971ZY/s320/pinocchio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254499314336021154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É urgente o incentivo à superprodução de grilos falantes!... Que se façam moldes, se experimente a melhor massa, se ensaie a cozedura... é urgente!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corre-se atrás do que é 'normal' e não do que é bom! Há amnésia no reconhecimento do que faz sorrir por dentro! Por isso, é urgente...&lt;br /&gt;Corre-se atrás duma história imaginária criada pela carência e pela desordem e, pior, ousa-se viver essa história, sem sentido crítico, sem discriminação racional! &lt;br /&gt;A vida passa a ser uma história e não uma realidade! É urgente, porque esse 'viver' não causa incómodo!&lt;br /&gt;Corre-se sem se olhar pra trás, pro que se deixou cair, pro que se perdeu! Recusa-se fazê-lo! E pior, há perda de capacidade de se ouvir a si próprio e sentir o erro!&lt;br /&gt;Crescem 'monstros' a partir da sequência de erros e mais erros sedimentados e aceites como 'normais'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É urgente procurar o molde, a massa,  a cozedura d grilo falante... Onde é que já procuraste?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-6261799855636880504?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/6261799855636880504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=6261799855636880504' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/6261799855636880504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/6261799855636880504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/10/falta-o-grilo-falante.html' title='Falta o grilo falante!!!...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SOu7SW-IOqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/bs5Uds971ZY/s72-c/pinocchio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-7781559910215164547</id><published>2008-10-06T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T04:54:00.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não se ama alguém que não ouve a mesma canção?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5k1bAO_x_1c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5k1bAO_x_1c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/6975358106829781734-7781559910215164547?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/7781559910215164547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=7781559910215164547' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/7781559910215164547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/7781559910215164547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-se-ama-algum-que-no-ouve-mesma-cano.html' title='Não se ama alguém que não ouve a mesma canção?'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-2191332210813615694</id><published>2008-09-25T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T02:26:21.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Entrego...</title><content type='html'>"Enche-nos do teu amor ao começar o dia&lt;br /&gt;e alegres cantaremos toda a nossa vida." &lt;em&gt;Sl 90,14&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Venha sobre nós a bondade do Senhor, nosso Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Que ele confirme os nossos trabalhos,&lt;br /&gt;para nosso bem e para sua honra!" &lt;em&gt;Sl 90,17&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-2191332210813615694?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/2191332210813615694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=2191332210813615694' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/2191332210813615694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/2191332210813615694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/09/entrego.html' title='Entrego...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-8241169392079764451</id><published>2008-09-23T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T06:42:09.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosto por conversar...</title><content type='html'>"Somos óptimos em conversa fiada: "O que é que tens feito?", "Onde é que moras?". Mas escutar alguém verdadeiramente - sem tentar vender-lhe alguma coisa, seduzi-lo, recrutá-lo, ou obter algum tipo de status em retorno- quantas vezes ainda temos disso?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-8241169392079764451?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/8241169392079764451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=8241169392079764451' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/8241169392079764451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/8241169392079764451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/09/gosto-por-conversar.html' title='Gosto por conversar...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-6930121250461363010</id><published>2008-09-15T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T05:28:46.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aprender o Amor...</title><content type='html'>O Amor não se aprende, nem se ensina! Não se resume a um conjunto de regras de boa convivência entre pares! Não é resposta à necessidade! O Amor não é uma lembrança... não resulta da razão humana! O Amor é a expressão de Deus em nós; em cada um de nós por inteiro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contudo, necessitamos aprender a manifestar esse Amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Senhor, eu não quero sentir&lt;br /&gt;que o Teu mandamento de Amor&lt;br /&gt;é só uma obrigação.&lt;br /&gt;Mas que ele venha de dentro&lt;br /&gt;eu quero ser Teu instrumento.&lt;br /&gt;Senhor,&lt;br /&gt;quero ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;amando os meus irmãos de uma forma natural&lt;br /&gt;quero sorrir&lt;br /&gt;quero chorar&lt;br /&gt;com o que me deste para desfrutar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar, eu quero aprender à Amar&lt;br /&gt;porque eu nasci p’ra Amar&lt;br /&gt;Ao dares-me o Teu sopro divino&lt;br /&gt;Marcaste o meu ideal.&lt;br /&gt;Amar, eu quero aprender a Amar&lt;br /&gt;porque eu nasci para Amar&lt;br /&gt;para saber que estou vivo&lt;br /&gt;porque há algo Teu que eu sei dar...&lt;br /&gt;o AMOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senhor, quero descobrir&lt;br /&gt;Que algo que me deste&lt;br /&gt;Que posso partilhar&lt;br /&gt;E abraçar confiante a vida&lt;br /&gt;Sabendo que vou fazer-te feliz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-6930121250461363010?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/6930121250461363010/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=6930121250461363010' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/6930121250461363010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/6930121250461363010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/09/aprender-o-amor.html' title='Aprender o Amor...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-3608979049156164809</id><published>2008-09-11T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T09:30:28.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Depende dum gesto meu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i7yIJzmITD4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i7yIJzmITD4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/6975358106829781734-3608979049156164809?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/3608979049156164809/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=3608979049156164809' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/3608979049156164809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/3608979049156164809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/09/um-gesto.html' title='Depende dum gesto meu...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-3087205544731646206</id><published>2008-09-10T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T07:14:54.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu e cru...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Quando um prazer te mata, ou está sempre - para te satisfazer - quase a matar-te, ou quando vai matando em ti o que há de humano na tua vida (o que torna a tua existência complexa e rica e te permite pores-te no lugar dos outros)... é um castigo disfarçado de prazer, um reles engano da morte, nossa inimiga."&lt;/em&gt; Savater, Fernando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prazer porque sim... porque é arrojado! &lt;br /&gt;Porque todos o fazem!&lt;br /&gt;Porque quero! Poque sinto necessidade!&lt;br /&gt;Porque me deixei levar!&lt;br /&gt;Porque tinha de provar!&lt;br /&gt;Porque já era tempo!&lt;br /&gt;Porque queria experimentar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prazer nu e cru!... Haverá maior 'desprazer'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xwn9wE7IrEE&amp;feature=related&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-3087205544731646206?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/3087205544731646206/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=3087205544731646206' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/3087205544731646206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/3087205544731646206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/09/nu-e-cru.html' title='Nu e cru...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-3938675228623074214</id><published>2008-09-09T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T06:56:08.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oQv00vZOVZ0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oQv00vZOVZ0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/6975358106829781734-3938675228623074214?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/3938675228623074214/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=3938675228623074214' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/3938675228623074214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/3938675228623074214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-1503356495298349060</id><published>2008-09-07T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T08:04:47.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O que temos dentro...</title><content type='html'>Experimentar &lt;strong&gt;dar&lt;/strong&gt; um abraço, passa por desligarmo-nos da sensação pessoal do abraço e centrarmo-nos na necessidade que o outro tem desse gesto, bem como da riqueza que ganhará!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dar&lt;/strong&gt; um abraço é ter um 'formigueiro' dentro que se desprende de ti para chegar ao outro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dar&lt;/strong&gt; um abraço é um gesto silencioso de puro amor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-1503356495298349060?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/1503356495298349060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=1503356495298349060' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/1503356495298349060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/1503356495298349060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/09/o-que-temos-dentro.html' title='O que temos dentro...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-8507866721173335986</id><published>2008-08-12T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T06:55:42.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O meu dia...</title><content type='html'>"Mãos no trabalho e o coração em Deus"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuro!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-8507866721173335986?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/8507866721173335986/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=8507866721173335986' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/8507866721173335986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/8507866721173335986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/08/o-meu-dia.html' title='O meu dia...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-8171336521397108331</id><published>2008-08-12T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T06:51:22.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recordo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SKGVLFhtTGI/AAAAAAAAABI/s3bDnkrMzdo/s1600-h/DSC01087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233628259675884642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SKGVLFhtTGI/AAAAAAAAABI/s3bDnkrMzdo/s320/DSC01087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Um sonho sonhado sozinho, é um sonho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um sonho, sonhado junto, é realidade."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Raul Seixas)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao erguer a minha pasta de finalista, ao ver as fitas amarelas esvoaçar, recordei todas as pessoas que ousaram partilhar comigo este sonho de realização pessoal e profissional! Recordei-te!...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-8171336521397108331?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/8171336521397108331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=8171336521397108331' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/8171336521397108331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/8171336521397108331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/08/recordo.html' title='Recordo...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SKGVLFhtTGI/AAAAAAAAABI/s3bDnkrMzdo/s72-c/DSC01087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-4404344431590850668</id><published>2008-08-09T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T13:57:38.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"Depois disto, subiu sozinho ao monte para orar." Mat 14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Antigamente, não haviam carros, as pessoas andavam a pé e de burro; hoje andamos todos a correr e nunca chegamos a tempo! Antigamente, não haviam telemóveis, mas as pessoas sabiam falar em família! Os consultórios dos médicos e os bruxos enchem-se de pessoas tristes. Não sabem que a Felicidade está em Deus!" &lt;em&gt;Pe. Donaciano Marques Afonso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É preciso estar &lt;strong&gt;'sozinho'&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;ORAR&lt;/strong&gt;! Tens tempo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/6975358106829781734-4404344431590850668?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/4404344431590850668/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=4404344431590850668' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/4404344431590850668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/4404344431590850668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/08/depois-disto-subiu-sozinho-ao-monte.html' title=''/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-3651892762833755400</id><published>2008-08-06T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T04:49:54.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desafio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;... encontrar a Novidade, Beleza, Gozo e Interesse nos gestos rotineiros da vida!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É desse modo que Te tenho procurado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ilumina Teu rosto, Senhor! (...)&lt;br /&gt;Mostra Teu rosto, Senhor! (...)&lt;br /&gt;Que brilhe o Teu rosto, Senhor!&lt;br /&gt;E se restaurará minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Se restaurará meu amor!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-3651892762833755400?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/3651892762833755400/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=3651892762833755400' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/3651892762833755400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/3651892762833755400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/08/desafio.html' title='Desafio...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-6324753998897785391</id><published>2008-07-29T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:34:16.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O toque...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SI8lNjJZIPI/AAAAAAAAABA/c5T1XDbF7lY/s1600-h/353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228438607103598834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SI8lNjJZIPI/AAAAAAAAABA/c5T1XDbF7lY/s320/353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Só quem consegue tocar o outro, reconhece Deus. Seja lá quem for o outro..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aconselho esta experiência:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De olhos vendados, tentar reconhecer o rosto de alguém que está por perto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentir-te-ias incomodado ao tocar e/ou ser tocado?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ser tocado...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...implica tirar a máscara, quebrar medos e inseguranças!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tocar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;implica disponibilidade e abertura!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diria que só consegue tocar e ser tocado quem aceita o seu estado de imperfeição e confia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quantas vezes passamos o tempo apenas a olhar... e não nos atrevemos a TOCAR a nossa vida?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-6324753998897785391?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/6324753998897785391/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=6324753998897785391' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/6324753998897785391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/6324753998897785391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-toque.html' title='O toque...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SI8lNjJZIPI/AAAAAAAAABA/c5T1XDbF7lY/s72-c/353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-4522837999261285183</id><published>2008-07-01T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T13:53:15.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Atreve-te a viver...</title><content type='html'>"a corneta da realidade, diz-nos que a infância e a adolescência já ficaram longe, e que é preciso sair do doce sonho e entrar na guerra do viver.&lt;br /&gt;Como? Por onde? Deixando de fazer perguntas e começar a viver de cara levantada e com valentia. Não perguntar "sei amar?", mas começando a amar, abrir-se aos outros, ajudar alguém, sacrificar-se por alguém. E não fugir dos outros. Julgo que esse muro ou não existe porque é imaginário, ou se realmente existir, temos duas pernas para o saltar. Errar todas as vezes que for necessário, é melhor do que enregelar por medo do sofrimento e de acção. Começar por fazer bem o que temos a fazer. Sobrecarregarmo-nos de tarefas, se for necessário. Mas nunca se encerrar no sonho, não fabricar o mito da irrealidade em que nos deitamos e repousamos como em berço.&lt;br /&gt;Quer dizer: sair do êxtase, atirar-me à água, atrever-se a viver. Será duro, mas é o mais bonito e melhor que podemos fazer"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-4522837999261285183?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/4522837999261285183/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=4522837999261285183' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/4522837999261285183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/4522837999261285183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/07/atreve-te-viver.html' title='Atreve-te a viver...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-9027302367516967211</id><published>2008-06-29T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:34:17.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Olha o rosto de Deus na cruz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SGdtX-bLupI/AAAAAAAAAA4/k2IQ7ec1dwA/s1600-h/450px-Crucifixo_do_Convento_de_Nossa_Senhora_da_Caridade_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217258951993440914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SGdtX-bLupI/AAAAAAAAAA4/k2IQ7ec1dwA/s320/450px-Crucifixo_do_Convento_de_Nossa_Senhora_da_Caridade_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"-E se fossemos ter com Deus?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Ah, até que enfim, tem a morada dele?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Acho que está na capela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Vovó-Rosa vestiu-me como se fossemos para o Pólo Norte, tomou-me nos braços e conduziu-me à capela que se situa ao fundo do parque do hospital, apra além dos relvados cobertos de gelo. Bem, não vale a pena explicar-te onde é, visto ser a tua casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Provocou-me um choque ver a tua estátua, ou seja, ver o estado em que estavas, quase todo nu, magrinho na tua cruz, com feridas por todo o lado, a cabeça a sangrar sob os espinhos e já sem conseguir segurar-se no pescoço. Fez-me pensar em mim. Revoltou-me. Eu, se fosse Deus, como tu, não me tinha deixado apanhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Vovó-Rosa, seja sincera, a Vovó Rosa que é uma lutadora, que foi uma grande campeã, não vai acreditar nisto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Porquê, Óscar? Darias mais crédito a Deus se visses um culturista com o bife todo trabalhado, o músculo saliente, a pele oleada, o cabelo cortado à escovinha e o mini-slip a armar ao pingarelho?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Bem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Pensa um pouco, Óscar. De quem é que te sentes mais próximo? De um Deus que não se aflige com nada ou de um Deus que sofre?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Do que sofre, claro. Mas se eu fosse ele, se fosse Deus, se, como ele, tivesse meios para isso, teria evitado sofrer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Ninguém pode evitar sofrer. Nem Deus nem tu. Nem os teus pais nem eu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Está bem. Mas porquê sofrer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Essa é que é a questão. Há sofrimento e sofrimento. Olha melhor para o rosto dEle. Observa. Tem um ar de quem sofre?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Não. é curioso. Não parece ter dores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Aí tens. É preciso distinguir dois penares, Óscar querido, o sofrimento físico e o sofrimento moral. O sofrimento físico temos de o suportar. O sofrimento moral, escolhêmo-lo. (...) Óscar, proponho-te que não tenhas medo mas sim confiança. &lt;strong&gt;Olha o rosto de Deus na cruz: suporta a dor física mas não sente dor moral porque tem confiança.&lt;/strong&gt; Por isso sofre menos com os pregos. Vai repetindo para ti: isto faz doer, mas não pode ser uma dor. Aí tens! É este o benefício da fé. " &lt;em&gt;Schmitt, Eric-Emmanuel; Óscar e a Senhora cor-de-rosa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&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/6975358106829781734-9027302367516967211?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/9027302367516967211/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=9027302367516967211' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/9027302367516967211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/9027302367516967211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2008/06/olha-o-rosto-de-deus-na-cruz.html' title='Olha o rosto de Deus na cruz!'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/SGdtX-bLupI/AAAAAAAAAA4/k2IQ7ec1dwA/s72-c/450px-Crucifixo_do_Convento_de_Nossa_Senhora_da_Caridade_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-7057132486970750868</id><published>2007-05-07T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:34:17.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sai desse mundo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/Rj8wPOUlWRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rR_RDXMWmDY/s1600-h/DSC01802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061817544288327954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/Rj8wPOUlWRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rR_RDXMWmDY/s320/DSC01802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu sei que não te posso mais ajudar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei bem que não vais mudar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo o que fazes é fácil de prever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tens o tempo a correr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Será que não vais esperar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tens surpresas para Satã!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sai desse mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tens tudo p'ra viver!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Será que não sabes que podes vencer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o teu medo de perder?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sai desse mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tens tudo para ver!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Será que não sabes que deixas fugir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o que a vida nos dá pra sorrir?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixa que o sorriso seja para ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A vontade de sonhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mesmo que a vida pareça assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não voltar a acordar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vive tudo o que te faz rir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chora tudo o que há para chorar!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sai desse mundo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-7057132486970750868?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/7057132486970750868/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=7057132486970750868' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/7057132486970750868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/7057132486970750868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2007/05/sai-desse-mundo.html' title='Sai desse mundo...'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/Rj8wPOUlWRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/rR_RDXMWmDY/s72-c/DSC01802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-9160789951123791688</id><published>2007-04-18T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:34:17.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragilidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/RiakPKiC9UI/AAAAAAAAAAc/uPfht6CJ238/s1600-h/inalbis+matos+columbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054908212202108226" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="198" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/RgBjYw7bk3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/EHGwAAhKvDs/s320/CAWTTDHU.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"O bebé nasceu, o cordão foi amarrado e cortado, e entregue ao pediatra, que respirou e chorou imediatamente"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"A pele estava húmida e seca"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mamas iguais e reagem à luz e à acomodação"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Será que vai ser assim? ehehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-1237975893209648198?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/1237975893209648198/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=1237975893209648198' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/1237975893209648198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/1237975893209648198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2007/03/relatrios-mdicos.html' title='Excertos de Relatórios Médicos!'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/RgBjYw7bk3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/EHGwAAhKvDs/s72-c/CAWTTDHU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6975358106829781734.post-2906942193934812028</id><published>2007-03-20T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:34:17.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Príncipes do Nada"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/RgBc-Q7bk2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/NPl7xZGzQiI/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044133807420838754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/RgBc-Q7bk2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/NPl7xZGzQiI/s320/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A história é sobre uma pequena onda, a balançar pelo oceano fora, divertindo-se à grande. Goza o vento e o ar fresco, até que repara nas outras ondas à sua frente, a despenhar-se nas rochas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Meu Deus, isto é terrível, - diz a pequena onda. - Olha só o que me vai acontecer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aí chega outra onda. Vê a primeira onda, parecendo chateada, e pergunta-lhe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Porque estás tão triste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A primeira onda diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Oh, não compreendes! Vamos todas despenhar-nos! Todas nós, ondas, vamos transformar-nos em nada! Não é terrível?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A segunda onda diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Não, quem não compreende és tu. Tu não és uma onda, tu és parte do oceano."&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Albom, Mitch; &lt;strong&gt;As Terças com Morrie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6975358106829781734-2906942193934812028?l=humm-mary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/feeds/2906942193934812028/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6975358106829781734&amp;postID=2906942193934812028' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/2906942193934812028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6975358106829781734/posts/default/2906942193934812028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humm-mary.blogspot.com/2007/03/prncipes-do-nada.html' title='&quot;Príncipes do Nada&quot;'/><author><name>mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00699332385042473709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RpqXqngbHQ0/RgBc-Q7bk2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/NPl7xZGzQiI/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
