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Why is that? And

Have you noticed? When you're happy and someone insults you, do not get angry.

When you are unhappy, you angry too.

That just shows the pure mathematics of the matter.

When you are unhappy, you're willing to be angry, you waiting to be angry.

When you are happy, the same thing you do not mind.

When you feel deeply happy when enjoying every moment of life like a gift of existence, what does it matter at all?

Nothing so worth bothering.

you enjoying something so precious that everything else is simply irrelevant. "

This excerpt from a blog that Osho transcribed texts made me think ... because I happen very often to be angry the world to complain and lick a lot ... especially when I have to face "the street" ...

The next time I meet lamentadome or complaining I'm going to ask the question: "What me? Why I am not happy right now? What is the real reason for my discomfort?
Interesting is not it? At least it will help me upset to know a little more ...

December 2009 Milena Velba

spent 9 years ... Finally came

Today reminded me of my mom ... yesterday it was 9 years old who live in Rome ...

looks like a sigh at the same a life time.

That "baby" that first came out of the nest, which first lived in a place other than his home, protected by their parents, that of 28 years that neither knew how it turned on a washing machine or as he took a subway ... that "baby" crossed the ocean to see the world ...

Since I have memory, as a teenager, I dreamed of having an experience of living in another country. I think the act of reading so many stories of adventures in my childhood made me curious about the world was imminent.

wanted to know the world .. but I never dreamed to make a living out of my country ...

Nine years ago I got off the plane without a dream that my daughter was born in Rome ...

Nine years ago I came to these distant lands and strange at the time ... with a similar culture yet so different to ours ..

Nine years ago ... I thought it was for a period, and then return to build my nest in the land of my roots, beneath the sky ... I grew up playing in the streets, climbing trees, walking both confessing with my friends, "plated" with my boyfriends, suffer for the guys who I fell in love and not give me ball, drink mate sitting on the floor or on the grass under a tree ... so many images come to mind my life ...

Today my heart is divided between two continents ..

Today I feel that nest on my two cultures ... of my roots that formed me, and I took ...

was not easy ... and sometimes still is not ...

If .. yesterday it was 9 years from the day I came to this land without knowing what was going to be taking root here ...

Signs Of Herpes In The Head

! Rome

Today is March 5 and spent 17 days of the birth of my baby. So many emotions immense ...

While my memory is not my forte, there are moments that are printed with fire and followed that come to mind, as now ..

My first contraction was the prelude to the birth ... sit-on the computer writing blog entry in the snow when I felt I had a hunch it was not a contraction, was the beginning of the arrival my daughter (still can not get used to say.) We were all very anxious to know, I could not wait to tackle once and for all "unknown" the ghost of Most first-time pregnant women, childbirth. That night I had one or two contractions of the same type, and 6 in the morning I woke up to go to the bathroom and noticed that quite often had pain so I took the watch and started counting ... were strongly regular exactly each five minutes! I had a shower over half an hour and we started to prepare, woke the grandparents and we all went to the clinic.

I have printed to fire the instant it left me and the midwife caught her, with a crescent-shaped little body and hit a strong, loud crying subsided the moment that supported my chest. The emotion of recalling that moment, fleeting but huge, huge in my life I left without the ability to express ... is a very strong feeling ...

The revised, cleaned it, changed it, gave it in his arms gianluca brought me, and as soon as she heard my voice he turned his face to me and I looked around .. incredible I did not expect such vivacity scarcely born.

... and I put it in my trembling arms for walking outside my room with her ... I remember walking as if they stepped on land not understand much what was happening ... I was holding my daughter had given birth just a dream ... ..

There hormone that can erase from my mind this time.

And so .. my little girl came into my life by 16 February, a day before her mother's birthday ...