<?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-7202791252937121748</id><updated>2012-02-14T06:38:57.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CarolDuSoy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-7466851738148424296</id><published>2012-02-14T06:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T06:38:57.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y más agua...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5mxTLbe2d0E/Tzpx-U8xTfI/AAAAAAAAANw/39UqQqYkQFs/s1600/DSC_0187retocada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5mxTLbe2d0E/Tzpx-U8xTfI/AAAAAAAAANw/39UqQqYkQFs/s400/DSC_0187retocada.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709000793234951666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-12sMBQPwEj8/Tzpx5LBl65I/AAAAAAAAANk/TI9EpOtPp40/s1600/DSC_0188retocada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-12sMBQPwEj8/Tzpx5LBl65I/AAAAAAAAANk/TI9EpOtPp40/s400/DSC_0188retocada.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709000704671476626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-7466851738148424296?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7466851738148424296/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/y-mas-agua.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/7466851738148424296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/7466851738148424296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/y-mas-agua.html' title='Y más agua...'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5mxTLbe2d0E/Tzpx-U8xTfI/AAAAAAAAANw/39UqQqYkQFs/s72-c/DSC_0187retocada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-6182600477887300054</id><published>2012-02-13T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T11:27:45.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gSdXVyUaPnY/Tzli1_OTlII/AAAAAAAAANY/gA6OWDo7c4o/s1600/IMAG0797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gSdXVyUaPnY/Tzli1_OTlII/AAAAAAAAANY/gA6OWDo7c4o/s400/IMAG0797.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708702682312840322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿A quién no le ha pasado alguna vez eso de sentirse triste, embajonado, molesto... y de repente mirar a su alrededor y sentirse la persona más afortunada del mundo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras la naturaleza siga siendo bella, podemos estar tranquilos... y es que estamos rodeados de paz en cada paisaje :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-6182600477887300054?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6182600477887300054/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/paz.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/6182600477887300054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/6182600477887300054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/paz.html' title='Paz'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gSdXVyUaPnY/Tzli1_OTlII/AAAAAAAAANY/gA6OWDo7c4o/s72-c/IMAG0797.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-7130645981792312162</id><published>2012-02-07T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T06:04:16.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A veces...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-worg5-pLQPM/TzEvO8Loq-I/AAAAAAAAANM/-FfukPV3wxE/s1600/IMAG0585-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-worg5-pLQPM/TzEvO8Loq-I/AAAAAAAAANM/-FfukPV3wxE/s400/IMAG0585-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706394136574733282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-laPVMUWqhyE/TzEvKjAxLVI/AAAAAAAAANA/bQVJsNti9Vc/s1600/IMAG0592-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-laPVMUWqhyE/TzEvKjAxLVI/AAAAAAAAANA/bQVJsNti9Vc/s400/IMAG0592-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706394061098790226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hay que extremarse un poco, y sacar las cosas de dentro...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-7130645981792312162?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7130645981792312162/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/veces.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/7130645981792312162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/7130645981792312162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/veces.html' title='A veces...'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-worg5-pLQPM/TzEvO8Loq-I/AAAAAAAAANM/-FfukPV3wxE/s72-c/IMAG0585-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-4094894672693490506</id><published>2012-02-02T10:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T14:58:10.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More water...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ESLiWsVohCM/TyrWMXbXOHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Z9S9d6yE_fM/s1600/6694165769_e4b6455335_bretocada9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ESLiWsVohCM/TyrWMXbXOHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Z9S9d6yE_fM/s400/6694165769_e4b6455335_bretocada9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704607385953712242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto por Iraultza Izquierdo, flickr.com/photos/iraultza&lt;br /&gt;Editada por mí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-4094894672693490506?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4094894672693490506/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/more-water.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/4094894672693490506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/4094894672693490506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/more-water.html' title='More water...'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ESLiWsVohCM/TyrWMXbXOHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Z9S9d6yE_fM/s72-c/6694165769_e4b6455335_bretocada9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-1576637940054361713</id><published>2012-01-31T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T10:22:07.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me gustaría...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-th3we4fiOgQ/TygKb3EyTpI/AAAAAAAAAMo/s6aLv__RA5M/s1600/296807_2362672299203_1022202027_2716275_967219463_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-th3we4fiOgQ/TygKb3EyTpI/AAAAAAAAAMo/s6aLv__RA5M/s400/296807_2362672299203_1022202027_2716275_967219463_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703820401821503122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gustaría poder sentirte, de una forma pausada, delicada, bella, feliz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gustaría poder sentirte, sin temores, ni dolores, ni amarguras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gustaría poder sentirte, sin necesitarte, tan solo añadiendo ese plus de felicidad en mí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gustaría poder sentirte, amándome, cuidándome... valorándome, tan solo dándome razones para sonreír.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-1576637940054361713?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1576637940054361713/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/me-gustaria.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/1576637940054361713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/1576637940054361713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/me-gustaria.html' title='Me gustaría...'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-th3we4fiOgQ/TygKb3EyTpI/AAAAAAAAAMo/s6aLv__RA5M/s72-c/296807_2362672299203_1022202027_2716275_967219463_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-7171182316375509188</id><published>2012-01-30T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T14:19:44.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Quién no?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bu-rzzZS6QY/TycXXc1n5pI/AAAAAAAAAMc/sCbRtaXKlOA/s1600/326063_361680377176459_124285334249299_1484054_799055405_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bu-rzzZS6QY/TycXXc1n5pI/AAAAAAAAAMc/sCbRtaXKlOA/s400/326063_361680377176459_124285334249299_1484054_799055405_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703553144733558418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-7171182316375509188?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7171182316375509188/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/7171182316375509188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/7171182316375509188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='¿Quién no?'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bu-rzzZS6QY/TycXXc1n5pI/AAAAAAAAAMc/sCbRtaXKlOA/s72-c/326063_361680377176459_124285334249299_1484054_799055405_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-7295108687102087104</id><published>2012-01-29T16:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T16:12:26.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No te compares con nadie</title><content type='html'>Atención a un texto que acabo de leer por ahí...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Realmente al único que tienes que vencer es a ti mismo. Cuando te comparas con los demás no llegas nunca a nada sino quizá sólo a sentirte frustrado o a vivir mediocremente. Cada día se un poco mejor que ayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observa lo que ocurre alrededor tuyo no para compararte sino para encontrar puntos de inicio cada vez más exigentes para ti mismo. Disfruta el proceso de crecer, de aprender, de descubrir. Si vives sin comparación te sentirás más feliz y pleno. Vivir sin comparaciones es más exigente pues requiere más energía para estar atento a lo que eres no a lo que piensas que eres, vivir sin comparación significa descubrir plena y totalmente lo que piensas , lo que sientes, la forma en que reacciones, la forma en que te comportas, y a partir de eso hacer que cada día tuyo sea mejor que el anterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La virtud que nace de ese estado de no comparación no es la virtud que surge de un acomodo social, de un contentar a los demás, de buscar sólo aprobación. Esta virtud es plena y libre de contaminación, esta virtud te hace más sensible a lo que ocurre alrededor tuyo, te permite percibir a los seres que te rodean de forma tan completa que puedes aprender de ellos y al mismo tiempo ayudarlos sinceramente, sin buscar una recompensa o un beneficio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no te comparas eres libre para observar, eres libre para construir, no hay carreras o puestos que buscar, entonces te vuelves en un ser más humilde, y la arrogancia de creerse más que los demás desaparece, porque vives sin comparación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si hacemos de nuestra vida una vida libre de comparaciones haríamos de este mundo un lugar menos peligroso, un lugar no tan violento, no tan cruel. Muchos nos comportamos cruelmente cuando sólo buscamos ser mejores que los otros, creemos que podemos simplemente dejarlos fuera, nos hace insensibles y al mismo tiempo temerosos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No olvidemos que al que hay que superar cada día es a uno mismo, que al que hay que entender y conocer es a uno mismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La violencia es el resultado de la comparación y mientras no dejemos de comparar seguiremos siendo violentos, seguiremos siendo limitados, pues las únicas fronteras que vencer seguirán fuera y no dentro, por consiguiente, por mucho que hagamos, en lo profundo seguiremos siendo miedosos o mediocres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin embargo si no te comparas con nadie y escuchas lo que eres, te volverás un ser humano más completo, más seguro, mas sensible y apasionado por la vida. Descubrirás que es posible llegar más allá de ti mismo, que es posible penetrar a ese lugar sagrado donde la vida se manifiesta a cada instante".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-7295108687102087104?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7295108687102087104/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-te-compares-con-nadie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/7295108687102087104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/7295108687102087104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-te-compares-con-nadie.html' title='No te compares con nadie'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-3497823480643423990</id><published>2012-01-24T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:12:32.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A veces...</title><content type='html'>A veces las cosas no son precisamente como te gustaría que fueran... Pero madurar consiste en entender que eso está bien: que el dolor es necesario, y que te hace fuerte. Y que te hace mejor persona si lo aceptas y aprendes a vivir con él...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos conocemos a gente que se pone corazas. Muchos,  muchos lo hacen. Y es que es normal, porque todos tenemos miedo... Miedo a sufrir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es absurdo... porque la vida es eso también. Así que, ¿a qué tenerle miedo? ¿a qué? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Últimamente tengo varias cosas en mente. Pero ya no me preocupan. Solo me duelen... y me estorban un poco, ya está. Confío en mí, y sé que saldré adelante con ellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es solo un momento. Hay que sonreírle para que sea más dulce :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVp5tcgQ2bU/Tx86PiidxWI/AAAAAAAAAME/6ENYRfFV8lM/s1600/12328_124286257582540_124285334249299_330242_5693232_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVp5tcgQ2bU/Tx86PiidxWI/AAAAAAAAAME/6ENYRfFV8lM/s400/12328_124286257582540_124285334249299_330242_5693232_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701339691918148962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-3497823480643423990?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3497823480643423990/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/veces.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/3497823480643423990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/3497823480643423990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/veces.html' title='A veces...'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVp5tcgQ2bU/Tx86PiidxWI/AAAAAAAAAME/6ENYRfFV8lM/s72-c/12328_124286257582540_124285334249299_330242_5693232_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-2032782316106978422</id><published>2012-01-22T05:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T05:38:16.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puramente tú, solamente tú</title><content type='html'>"Alguien dijo que todos somos geniales hasta los 7 u 8 años, pero que luego tratamos de parecernos a los otros. Buscamos la mediocridad, y casi siempre acabamos encontrándola. No te empeñes en ser mediocre si puedes ser genial. Procura ser tú mismo. No hagas lo que todos, no digas lo que todos, no pienses lo que todos. No alimentes las mismas mentiras y la misma basura de todos. No te conformes con ser un borrego mediocre si puedes ser alguien genial".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-2032782316106978422?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2032782316106978422/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/puramente-tu-solamente-tu.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/2032782316106978422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/2032782316106978422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/puramente-tu-solamente-tu.html' title='Puramente tú, solamente tú'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-1310579545140571034</id><published>2012-01-21T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T18:20:37.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Citas...</title><content type='html'>...que a veces necesitamos escuchar para acordarnos y reafirmarnos en lo que ya sabemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hay que sentir el pensamiento y pensar el sentimiento" (Miguel de Unamuno)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"La vida tiene sentido si la siento, no es que le doy un sentido como un cuento o una explicación filosófica, la vida tiene sentido a través de los sentidos, es sentida o no es sentida, fuera de mis sentidos estoy en cualquier sitio, pero no estoy en la vida...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Preocúpate un poco cada día y en la vida perderás un par de años. Si algo va mal, arréglalo si puedes. Pero entrénate para no preocuparte. Preocuparse nunca arregla nada" (Mery Hemingway)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-1310579545140571034?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1310579545140571034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/citas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/1310579545140571034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/1310579545140571034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/citas.html' title='Citas...'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-4691756853195101768</id><published>2012-01-21T09:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T10:14:56.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agua</title><content type='html'>Fotos por Iraultza Izquierdo, una de las personas más especiales y encantadoras que conozco... Creo que ese halo de magia y misterio que tiene se transmite en sus fotos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/iraultza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9FOnKfbZMAk/Txr9o5e7VdI/AAAAAAAAALs/o6m7d_7aw1s/s1600/a26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9FOnKfbZMAk/Txr9o5e7VdI/AAAAAAAAALs/o6m7d_7aw1s/s400/a26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700147157457917394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJG4HWdb-Ak/Txr9iDCcMcI/AAAAAAAAALg/O9HI_pZ9g30/s1600/302127_2228321740523_1022202027_2604918_6773363_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJG4HWdb-Ak/Txr9iDCcMcI/AAAAAAAAALg/O9HI_pZ9g30/s400/302127_2228321740523_1022202027_2604918_6773363_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700147039763706306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTCXBCuB1iU/Txr9eaS28eI/AAAAAAAAALU/ckZHzRWNEgw/s1600/retocada3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTCXBCuB1iU/Txr9eaS28eI/AAAAAAAAALU/ckZHzRWNEgw/s400/retocada3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700146977287107042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P9JzxZzxfoc/Txr9a-YEDDI/AAAAAAAAALI/o8fKB7Y8704/s1600/5963928778_abda10ec13_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P9JzxZzxfoc/Txr9a-YEDDI/AAAAAAAAALI/o8fKB7Y8704/s400/5963928778_abda10ec13_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700146918253136946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-4691756853195101768?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4691756853195101768/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/agua.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/4691756853195101768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/4691756853195101768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/agua.html' title='Agua'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9FOnKfbZMAk/Txr9o5e7VdI/AAAAAAAAALs/o6m7d_7aw1s/s72-c/a26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-4818400222311511435</id><published>2012-01-20T05:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T05:53:23.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentos...</title><content type='html'>"He pasado por casa de la abuela. Me ha preparado una tarta. &lt;br /&gt;-Gracias, es mi favorita.&lt;br /&gt;Mi abuela me sonríe.&lt;br /&gt;-Dale un trozo a tu hermana.&lt;br /&gt;-Sí, pero yo lo cortaré, ¡de lo contrario, es capaz de comérsela entera!&lt;br /&gt;-De acuerdo, como quieras...&lt;br /&gt;Nos callamos, salimos a la terraza y paseamos por ella. La abuela ha puesto un montón de macetas con todo tipo de flores.&lt;br /&gt;-Mira... -Se acerca a una planta que baja por la pared, una cascada verde y aromática-. Es una glicinia...&lt;br /&gt;La coge con su mano delgada, huesuda, y se la lleva al rostro. Se sumerge en esa flor lila, cierra los ojos y la huele como si allí dentro se encontrase toda la primavera, un fragmento de su vida, el amor que se ha marchado...&lt;br /&gt;-Huele, huele qué aroma...&lt;br /&gt;Casi no llego, de manera que me abraza por detrás y me aúpa. Es delicada y ligera. Me pierdo entre sus pequeños pétalos. Y leo en sus ojos, que, curiosos, escrutan los míos.&lt;br /&gt;-Sí, es delicioso...&lt;br /&gt;Deambulamos de nuevo por la terraza, ella mete una mano bajo mi codo, yo lo separo del cuerpo y, así, ella puede aferrarse bien. Seguimos caminando en silencio, ensimismadas en nuestros pensamientos, si bien yo puedo imaginarme los suyos y no la interrumpo. La observo por el rabillo del ojo y tengo la sensación de que está buscando algo entre sus recuerdos. Cuando por fin lo encuentra esboza una sonrisa y cierra los ojos. Tengo la impresión de que se le encoge el corazón al comprobar cómo esa imagen se está evaporando poco a poco. Entonces apoyo una mano sobre la suya, que sujeta mi brazo, la acaricio ligeramente, sin molestarla, atenta a ese dolor, que, tan educado, sin el menor aspaviento, camina a mi lado".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-4818400222311511435?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4818400222311511435/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/momentos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/4818400222311511435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/4818400222311511435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/momentos.html' title='Momentos...'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-4526991340460543442</id><published>2012-01-19T15:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T15:10:35.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El momento es esto...</title><content type='html'>"This moment is your life. Enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you’re doing, regardless of the circumstances, pay attention and appreciate it. Reading, writing, talking with a co-worker, taking a shower, walking up stairs, eating, washing dishes, sweeping, etc. These small moments make up a huge portion of your life. They can be enjoyed if you open your eyes and ears, and pay attention to what you’re doing. Happiness is found with steady awareness."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-4526991340460543442?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4526991340460543442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/el-momento-es-esto.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/4526991340460543442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/4526991340460543442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/el-momento-es-esto.html' title='El momento es esto...'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-9042795616676844939</id><published>2012-01-18T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:37:41.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brooke Shaden</title><content type='html'>Detalles... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4UMV0iQyMcQ/TxatOmgHfqI/AAAAAAAAAIs/GSAi1cE45o0/s1600/brooke_shaden6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4UMV0iQyMcQ/TxatOmgHfqI/AAAAAAAAAIs/GSAi1cE45o0/s400/brooke_shaden6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698932844848971426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s52yzkEOsyE/TxatKhvP5FI/AAAAAAAAAIg/DdS7tpRr6NY/s1600/brookeshaden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s52yzkEOsyE/TxatKhvP5FI/AAAAAAAAAIg/DdS7tpRr6NY/s400/brookeshaden.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698932774850782290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jv0cO7Dtl0M/TxatAAEgmII/AAAAAAAAAIU/X_0GA7q2hfE/s1600/5474265848_265934c331.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jv0cO7Dtl0M/TxatAAEgmII/AAAAAAAAAIU/X_0GA7q2hfE/s400/5474265848_265934c331.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698932594014460034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-9042795616676844939?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/9042795616676844939/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/brooke-shaden.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/9042795616676844939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/9042795616676844939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/brooke-shaden.html' title='Brooke Shaden'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4UMV0iQyMcQ/TxatOmgHfqI/AAAAAAAAAIs/GSAi1cE45o0/s72-c/brooke_shaden6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-4403706406420413108</id><published>2012-01-10T07:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T07:44:40.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Claudio Naranjo</title><content type='html'>“A veces, nos sentimos solos aun estando rodeados de personas. Si nos ponemos en contacto con ello, veremos que su origen es una sed de amor, muchas veces inconsciente. Si nos damos cuenta, podemos dejar de prostituirnos para conseguir afecto, de mostrarnos como no somos para que nos quieran. Cuando maduramos y comprendemos esa sed de amor universal, nos lo tomamos con tranquilidad y ya no corremos como locos buscando llenar ese vacío. Estoy triste, pero yo no soy mi tristeza. Me doy cuenta de que la emoción es un estado pasajero con el cual no me identifico. Esa ansia de amor insatisfecha ya no es tan dramática y vamos sanando la neurosis. La terapia es una forma de espiritualidad de la entrega y de la espontaneidad. Cuando maduramos y abandonamos el control sobre nosotros mismos, dejamos que el orden cósmico, la naturaleza o Dios tome el control. Entonces, todo fluye de una forma divina. Madurar es aceptar lo bueno y lo malo de la existencia con la confianza en que, en realidad, no pasa nada. Intentar evitar el sufrimiento no es bueno porque no lo lograremos jamás y, encima, perderemos la conciencia de la vida. Cuando aceptamos lo que más tememos, la muerte, estamos preparados para vivir cabalmente”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-4403706406420413108?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4403706406420413108/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/claudio-naranjo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/4403706406420413108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/4403706406420413108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/claudio-naranjo.html' title='Claudio Naranjo'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-2295901279472456328</id><published>2012-01-09T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T07:38:02.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>¡Puff!</title><content type='html'>Information overload.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-2295901279472456328?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2295901279472456328/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/puff.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/2295901279472456328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/2295901279472456328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/puff.html' title='¡Puff!'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-2519221153787557610</id><published>2012-01-08T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T07:25:44.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fácil</title><content type='html'>Es tan fácil como rendirse... y dejar de pelear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-2519221153787557610?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2519221153787557610/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/facil.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/2519221153787557610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/2519221153787557610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/facil.html' title='Fácil'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-8982756100306666006</id><published>2012-01-03T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T14:28:53.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever makes your life even lighter...</title><content type='html'>I refuse to feel bad anymore. I have done it for years, and I know now that I cannot blame it on anyone else than me - no matter your past,no matter what people did to you. To blame it on them would be such a victimistic thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I've also been loved. And a lot. And I know I'm quite a priviledge person. And for that, I'm grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give myself the chance to turn all those dark thoughts into clear... and all that negativity into pure positivism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single 'bad' thing has its bright side if you know how to look at it... You just have to examine it carefully and take the best of it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is possible to live better. It's always possible to be happier. It is even possible for you and me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-8982756100306666006?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8982756100306666006/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/whatever-makes-your-life-even-lighter.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/8982756100306666006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/8982756100306666006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/whatever-makes-your-life-even-lighter.html' title='Whatever makes your life even lighter...'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-5967550456470526288</id><published>2012-01-02T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T04:56:22.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Happiness is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it will elude you, but if you turn your attention to other things, it will sit soflty on your shoulder."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-5967550456470526288?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5967550456470526288/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/happiness-is-like-butterfly.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/5967550456470526288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/5967550456470526288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/happiness-is-like-butterfly.html' title=''/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-3152250108326296997</id><published>2012-01-01T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T07:34:50.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamientos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I5RtQAEFDD0/TwB9DtzpmaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OZJ2hd3i5Ak/s1600/409689_2736134635528_1022202027_2908279_966830116_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I5RtQAEFDD0/TwB9DtzpmaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OZJ2hd3i5Ak/s400/409689_2736134635528_1022202027_2908279_966830116_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692687431785617826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me cuesta seguir adelante con estos sentimientos encontrados. Mi mente ha ocupado demasiado terreno en este cuerpecito mío, y a veces me asfixia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viví mucho tiempo dormida... Y ahora, que desperté, que sé... es cuando llegas tú. A ponerme a prueba. A forzarme a escoger un camino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No puedo evitar echarte de menos, a sabiendas de que no puedo esperarte más: ni a ti, ni a nadie más. Porque me lo prometí, y porque no quiero atarme a otra persona que no sea yo misma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perderme para encontrarme. Y ahí estás tú. ¿Y qué puedo hacer? Nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-3152250108326296997?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3152250108326296997/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/pensamientos.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/3152250108326296997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/3152250108326296997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2012/01/pensamientos.html' title='Pensamientos'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I5RtQAEFDD0/TwB9DtzpmaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OZJ2hd3i5Ak/s72-c/409689_2736134635528_1022202027_2908279_966830116_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7202791252937121748.post-6644345376256332887</id><published>2011-12-13T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T08:13:45.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La belleza de las pequeñas cosas...</title><content type='html'>Sentarse al lado de la ventana, disfrutando de los últimos rayos de sol de la tarde, fumando un cigarrillo, dejando que el sonido del piano te acaricie por dentro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&amp;v=nMz14eCD6IQ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7202791252937121748-6644345376256332887?l=caroldusoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6644345376256332887/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2011/12/la-belleza-de-las-pequenas-cosas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/6644345376256332887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7202791252937121748/posts/default/6644345376256332887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caroldusoy.blogspot.com/2011/12/la-belleza-de-las-pequenas-cosas.html' title='La belleza de las pequeñas cosas...'/><author><name>Carolina Herrera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10660700948181195696</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zACjQdTixnA/Tw4phbrD51I/AAAAAAAAAHA/4cQKTR_3otU/s220/EASDASDretocada4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
