tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94903382011-04-22T00:33:56.916+02:00"Todo depende del color del cristal con el q se mire"shendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15365988381905357942noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9490338.post-73064340170575902006-12-22T00:15:00.000+01:002006-12-22T00:27:41.727+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sB1Md4xUr5s/RYsWDfJ_3pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EfBgV5kgChs/s1600-h/bosque+de+las+hadas.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sB1Md4xUr5s/RYsWDfJ_3pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EfBgV5kgChs/s320/bosque+de+las+hadas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011123259538661010" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> "</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" >Cuando hables, procura que tus palabras sean mejores que el silencio". <b><br /></b></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" ><b> Proverbio indio</b></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9490338-7306434017057590?l=shenda.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>shendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15365988381905357942noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9490338.post-1151405637820581792006-06-27T12:50:00.000+02:002006-08-15T18:58:47.983+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2015/693/1600/atardecer_playa_barca.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2015/693/320/atardecer_playa_barca.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9490338-115140563782058179?l=shenda.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>shendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15365988381905357942noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9490338.post-1102537113364400852004-12-08T21:17:00.001+01:002004-12-08T21:18:33.363+01:00 A veces la vida no es más que una sucesión de experiencias, que se repiten una y otra vez, creando una especie de "círculo vicioso" del que resulta imposible salir. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9490338-110253711336440085?l=shenda.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>shendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15365988381905357942noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9490338.post-1102356848001833512004-12-06T19:06:00.001+01:002004-12-06T19:14:08.003+01:00 "No hay árbol q el viento no haya sacudido" decía un antiguo proverbio hindú. <br /> <br /> Un blog puede ser el VIENTO que "nos sacude", q hace caer las "viejas hojas" que "nos cubren" para que "vuelvan a nacer" unas nuevas. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9490338-110235684800183351?l=shenda.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>shendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15365988381905357942noreply@blogger.com1