Thursday, December 24, 2009




Sunday, November 29, 2009


I believe that happiness is the well that every human being seeks to achieve. But this, continually dissatisfied, is rarely able to say that  is happy, at least, completely happy.
But ultimately what makes us happy? Reflecting on the subject I think that happiness depends on each one and how to feel well.
I can not speak for others, I can only speak for myself. I learned that life is made of ups and downs and that happiness sometimes lies in small things, but not always realize their importance and how they contribute to our happiness.
I also learned that I can not consider myself unhappy, because simply I feel that lack complete some aspects in of my life. My happiness can not be complete (if that exists) but I'm a happy person, whether I feel sad sometimes.

 What makes me feel happy?
- Know that I have a  unconditional love of my family,
-I am  healthy
- Have a house to collect me with some comfort;
- Have work;
- Feel useful;
- Have a friendship with someone;
- Anyone remember me;
- Receive a message from someone;
- Receiving a compliment;
but, above all, feel that contributes to the happiness of someone. Yes, that makes me really happy is to feel that, I am helping others, is to feel that make others happy.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

I am thankful for everything I have experienced
In this life of mine
For in all I have found
That in His Word-the answers I find

I am thankful for all the tears I have cried
For they have taught me to appreciate laughter
They have given me the ability to see the
The joy that comes after

Through my tears I have come to know
His Holy Spirit in my life
How He is always there
And comforts through the strife

I am thankful for the storms I have encountered
Knowing that the rainbow is at the end
Realization that they are only temporal
That with time all will mend

I have learned that I don’t need to be strong
For Yahshua supplies the strength for me
He shoulders my burdens
Regardless of what the circumstance may be

I am thankful for all the relationships
For the good and yes, for the bad
For they have given life to my emotions
An appreciation of what I have had

My most valuable relationship
Is that with Yahweh, my Father
I know that I can trust Him
As I can trust no other

I am thankful for the pain I have known
It has given a compassion for the suffering
An ability to reach out to others
An appreciation of little things

I understand the greatness of Yahshuas love
And the pain He has suffered for me
How He endured all things
So that I could be set free

I am thankful for the hunger and thirst
That I have had to go through
I appreciate having food before me
And sharing it with others too

He has given himself as my food and drink
To make sure that I was fed
His Blood shed for my drink
And His Body broken for my bread

Most of all, I am thankful for His Grace
For the provisions that it brings
How it has provided for
Me in all things

Kathleen Shelton Poulson



Saturday, November 21, 2009

30 Days of Thanksgiving - day 21







God bless you!

"Faith, hope and love last forever.
Some are chasing love like the wind, others are fleeing."

30 Days of Thanksgiving - days 18 - 19 - 20

Julia is a young lady, happy and cheerful. A person with a generous heart. With a spirit still children.
Some time ago she was diagnosed with a rare type of cancer. But the doctors said that would have great chances of cure. She was just beginning its relationship with the boy who is now her husband. Julia underwent several sessions of chemotherapy. After lengthy treatment, and then further tests revealed that there was no more tumor.
Julia and Julio were married a year ago .. But unfortunately, the cancer manifested itself again.
Today she is with new sessions of chemotherapy and again facing the struggle to defeat this evil.
But finally, what I remember is that Julia is:
and through this faith she has the joy of living, which makes it an unbeatable warrior,
HOPE ...
which makes her persevere in the Lord's promises,
LOVE ...
God pours in her heart and keep it happy, happy. And that despite all the suffering she can pour that same love in our hearts. We who live with her, we know their struggles and difficulties. But every day the love of God is poured over and through most of her life.
Today Iam thankful for the life of Julia, with whom I have learned to live and fight.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

"I've learned that you shouldn't go through life
with a catcher's mitt on both hands;
you need to be able to throw something back."

30 Days of Thanksgiving - day 17

"God gave me many talents,

I feel myself so blessed...
I am thankful for my hands."


Monday, November 16, 2009

30 Days of Thanksgiving - day 16

Unconditional love

So many kinds of love I have seen out there.
Weak love, love strong, running through many  barriers, but at one time trip,
Fall....and cannot rise again.
So many and all kind of love I knew there : UNCONDITIONAL LOVE. That through any kind of storm and obstacles, does not change its route , does not reduce its size, does not lose the weight, not allowa its brightness is eclipsed.
Only those  who love  unconditionally is possessed of a great soul and a benevolent heart.
Love is not live so overwhelmed. It do not have criteria for giving oneself, it is not required
To give up Exchange and reciprocity.
Unconditional love hás no pride . Not to one side of their hability, not its strength, no needto trumpet their esistence or demonstrate their immense universe. It’s just a purê love, unpretentiuos, just so it is great.
Generous hearts is living that kind of love.
Unconditional love, does not need to live in fantasieis or illusions to continue its patch. Is itself whole, not dying and often noneexistente in the eyes of others.
Blessed are those wo are whorty of beeing love unconditionally and happier still, those who  allow themselves to love this.                     
 Unconditional love is an art.
To be loved unconditionally, a godsend.

 1If I speak in the tongues[a] of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,[b] but have not love, I gain nothing.
 4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
 8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
 13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

1 Corinthians 13

( NIV)

Sunday, November 15, 2009


30 Days of Thanksgivin - day 15


(To see more of my country, click in this  link, please.)

Thankful for my country.

30 Days of Thanksgivin - day 14

Where we love is home,
Home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.
Oliver Wendell Holmes

 Home is a place not only of strong affections, but of entire unreserve; it is life's undress rehearsal, its backroom, its dressing room
Harriet Beecher Stowe

 There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort.
Jane Austen

Home is the one place in all this world where hearts are sure of each other.  It is the place of confidence.  It is the place where we tear off that mask of guarded and suspicious coldness which the world forces us to wear in self-defense, and where we pour out the unreserved communications of full and confiding hearts.  It is the spot where expressions of tenderness gush out without any sensation of awkwardness and without any dread of ridicule.
Frederick W. Robertson

I am thankful for my home

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Freedom is not merely the opportunity to do as one pleases; neither is it merely the opportunity to choose between set alternatives. Freedom is, first of all, the chance to formulate the available choices, to argue over them -- and then, the opportunity to choose.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

30 Days of Thanksgiving - day 11


30 Days of Thanksgiving - day 10












"Everytime  you smile at someone,
it is an action of love,
a gift to that person,
a beautiful thing."

Mother Theresa

Monday, November 9, 2009

30 Days of Thanksgiving - day 9

"In helping others, we shall help ourselves,
for whatever good we give out completes the circle
and comes back to us." 

Flora Edwards 

The Rain gets in

In the morning,
When the rain comes down hard.
We can feel it ease into our bones
our skin, the back of our neck.
Gives us the chills.
We can smell it,
the copper taste in the air
rolls under our nostrils,
sneaking in.
We can taste it.
It gets inside us
like breath.
I love it.
The intimacy of rain drops
touching my face
soothes my need for attention;
stops any greed for invention,
In the sunlight,
everything looks black and white.
Contrast is king.
But in the rain,
the lines between us blur,
meld, like smoke.
Comfort in gray.
No expectations.
Some people need to go inside.
The rain makes them sad.
They need to go in and hide
from the intimate wet day and night.
They miss the lovely sound
of the pounding drops
on their windows;
the lovely sound
of drops on their doors,
the vibrant sound of water embracing them,
getting inside;
opening them like buds.


30 Days of Thanksgiving - day 8- Sunday

"I learned to live one day at a time ...
I want to be thankful for these moments
and all the things that they bring ...
Sunday, the temperature was very high,
but after all the rain was welcome.
I am thankful for the rain ..."

Saturday, November 7, 2009


I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
"Oh excuse me please" was my reply

He said, "Please excuse me too;
I wasn't watching for you."

We were very polite, this stranger and I
We went on our way and we said goodbye

But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old

Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My son stood beside me very still

When I turned, I nearly knocked him down
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown

He walked away, his little heart broken
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken

While I lay awake in bed,
God's still small voice came to me and said,

"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use,
but the family you love, you seem to abuse

Go and look on the kitchen floor,
You'll find some flowers there by the door

Those are the flowers he brought for you
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue

He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."

By this time, I felt very small,
And now my tears began to fall

I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said

"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree

I picked 'em because they're pretty like you
I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."

I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;
I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."

He said, "Oh, Daddy, that's okay
I love you anyway."

I said, "Son, I love you too,
and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."


Are you aware that, statistically, if we died tomorrow or if we were fired tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days or even hours?  But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.

And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than into our own family, an unwise investment indeed, don't you think so? So what is behind the story?

Do you know what the word FAMILY stands for?

(I) (L)OVE (Y)OU

( I dont know the author)

30 Days of Thanksgiving - day 7


PSALM 100 - For giving thanks.

                                                           " 1 Shout for joy to the LORD,
                                                                          all the earth.
 2 Worship the LORD with gladness;
       come before him with joyful songs.

 3 Know that the LORD is God.
       It is he who made us, and we are his [a] ;
       we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.

 4 Enter his gates with thanksgiving
       and his courts with praise;
       give thanks to him and praise his name.

 5 For the LORD is good and his love endures forever;
       his faithfulness continues through all generations."

30 Days of Thanksgiving - days 5,6

I was somewhat unwell last these days, i couldnt post anything.....

then today i am THANKFUL  for the FOOD & HEALTH.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009


" It's the friends we meet
along life's road
who help us
appreciate the

Sunday, November 1, 2009

30 Days of Thanksgiving - day 1

I have still other projects and much work ahead ....
it will keep my mind busy, forgetting to think both in the heart ....

but always beeing thankful to God!

Good week to all...

(These vintage china are from my mother's marriage...)

Renewal Time ....

I have been working on several things at once. One is recycling and renewing some objects, furniture and walls of my home.
This type of change has given me inspiration for a new stage in my work. Discovering tastes, colors, textures certainly give a new style to it. After all, I have discovered lovely and talented people - other bloggers - who influenced me a lot.
Well, I need not say much more ..... but I'm happy with the outcome of this transformation.
Here are some of the changes of the "OLD" to the "NEW OLD" - SHABBY CHIC!

Wednesday, October 28, 2009



where is the love...our heart is,

where is the heart  ... is our home ...

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

" Tones and colors
covering a thousand loves ...
petals sweet
perfuming the air ...

Between the spring
butterfly floats
suspended in the air ..."

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

...litlle patchwork....

"...all small thing....

keeping small treasures,

all litlle pieces...
keeping small secrets."


" Your heart is a small bird,
I caught up in my hands,
is made of love and cotton..."


" Teu coração é um pequeno pássaro,
que eu aprisionei em minhas mãos, ele
é feito de amor e algodão ..."


Friday, October 9, 2009


"When the  hearts
  transcend the brutality of the world,
everything becomes crystal clear and sensible
what a dream of love ... immensely deep ..."