tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17300352838567074452024-03-20T22:45:13.153+00:00InconstantiasTudo ou nada sobre coisa nenhumaEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17177257155185753859noreply@blogger.comBlogger285125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730035283856707445.post-56145748534042969892012-08-28T20:05:00.001+01:002012-08-28T20:05:27.347+01:00Pooky<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17177257155185753859noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730035283856707445.post-30267129285674324822012-08-27T23:56:00.003+01:002012-08-27T23:56:52.165+01:00I need your love and an ice cream<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17177257155185753859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730035283856707445.post-15097992507593952172012-08-27T23:54:00.005+01:002012-08-27T23:58:21.543+01:00Inner Child<br /><div style="text-align: justify;">
The idea of the Inner Child has been around for a long time in western psychology, and serves a useful purpose in helping emotionally troubled adults resolve personal struggles. Working with the inner child is seen as a vital step by some professionals to aid psychological growth, and enhance the mental and spiritual health of adults.</div>
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<b>Who is your Inner Child?</b></div>
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In popular psychology, the Inner Child concept – also called the Divine Child, Wonder Child, the True Self, or simply, the Child Within – refers to a part of the adult personality that houses child-like and adolescent behaviours, memories, emotions, habits, attitudes, and thought patterns. It’s generally seen as an autonomous sub-personality with its own needs, desires, issues and goals. In this sense, the inner child functions independently, and sometimes in opposition to, the more mature parts of the adult personality.</div>
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It would probably be more accurate to describe the inner child construct itself as being made up of various parts, so as not to give the impression that the term refers to a single entity. Thus, we can talk of the Abandoned child, as well as the Playful, Spoiled, Neglected, Discounted, Disconnected and Fearful parts of the child.</div>
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You might feel you have one or more of the following inner child characteristics:</div>
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<li style="text-align: justify;">The Abandoned Child- feels very lonely, insecure and unwanted, and craves attention and safety; fears of abandonment accompany the adult person, even in marriage. Busy, divorced or separated parents are often the main reason for the child feeling unwanted and struggling with issues of abandonment.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The Neglected Child – shows itself in depressed, lonesome and withdrawn adults. Not having experienced much love and nurturing during childhood, the person doesn’t know how to express it, and believes that they are unworthy of being loved.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The Playful Child – an often forgotten, healthy part of the creative adult personality that knows how to have spontaneous fun, and is relatively free of guilt and anxiety.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The Spoiled Child – shows up as impatient adults that tend to throw temper tantrums when immediate gratification of needs and wants isn’t readily forthcoming.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The Fearful Child – needs to hear continuous affirmation and encouragement otherwise the adult is nearly always filled with anxiety and panic. As a child, the person received a lot of criticism from caregivers.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The Disconnected Child – manifests in the adult that cannot trust easily, and stays isolated and uninvolved; intimacy is a fearful and foreign experience, because the developing child never had the opportunity to learn what it means to be close to someone.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">The Discounted Child –this child was treated as if they didn’t exist and was made to feel invisible and generally ignored; in adulthood, self-belief and positive valuation is virtually absent, and the adult needs consistent loving attention and support to feel validated.</li>
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When listening to your inner child, remember:</div>
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<li style="text-align: justify;">Accept, validate and value all the difficult feelings that emerge.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">Trust yourself, and allow the adult to be guided by the inner child’s voice.</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">Still the critical voice within, and say or do whatever is important to the relationship (if prompted to hum a lullaby, then do so).</li>
<li style="text-align: justify;">Continue to engage the inner child daily or regularly, as it might take a while for her to trust you completely.</li>
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Fonte:<a href="http://healthpsychologyconsultancy.wordpress.com/2012/04/21/who-is-your-inner-child/">http://healthpsychologyconsultancy.wordpress.com/2012/04/21/who-is-your-inner-child/</a></div>
Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17177257155185753859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730035283856707445.post-49407760310206180772012-08-26T23:45:00.001+01:002012-08-26T23:53:44.661+01:0086 400<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Imaginem que todas as manhãs acordavam e o vosso banco depositava na vossa conta 86 400 euros, que tinham que gastar durante esse dia, porque à noite vos era retirado o que não gastassem. No dia seguinte, o banco tornava a depositar-vos 86 400 euros, e acontecia o mesmo todos os dias. O que faziam com esse dinheiro?</div>
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Esses 86 400 euros são os segundos que cada dia tem. O tempo dá-nos esses segundos todos os dias e os que não aproveitamos não nos são devolvidos mais tarde. De que forma é que os estamos a gastar? </div>
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<i>Extract from If Only It Were True by French author, Marc Levy.</i></div>
<i><br /><< “Every moment is forever.” Lauren decided to tell him a story – a game, something that would distract him, she said. She told him to imagine he’d won a contest. The prize was that every morning, a bank would open an account in his name containing 86,400 dollars. There were only two rules: “The first rule is that everything you fail to spend is taken from you that night. You can’t cheat, you can’t switch the unspent money to another account: you only spend it. But when you wake next morning, and every morning after that, the bank opens a new account for you, always eighty-six thousand, four hundred dollars, for the day. Rule number two is that the bank can break off the game without warning. It can tell you at any time that it’s over, and that it’s closing the account and there won’t be another one. Now, what would you do?”<br /><br />Arthur wasn’t sure he understood.<br /><br />“It’s very simple: every morning when you wake up, they give you eighty-six thousand, four hundred dollars, on the sole condition that you spend it in one day. If you don’t spend it all by the time you go to bed, you lose whatever you didn’t spend. But this game – this windfall – can stop at any moment, understand? So my question is, what would you do if you were handed a prize like that?”<br /><br />He didn’t have to think long to answer. He’d spend every dollar on pleasure and on gifts for the people he loved. He’d find a way to use up every cent offered by this magic bank to bring happiness into his life and the lives of everyone around him. “And even the lives of people I don’t know, because I don’t think I’d manage to spend eighty-six thousand, four hundred dollars just on me and my friends every day. But what’s your point?”<br /><br />She answered, “We all have that magic bank account: it’s time! A big account, filled with fleeting seconds. Every morning when we wake up, our account for the day is credited with eighty-six thousand, four hundred seconds, and when we go to sleep every night, there’s no carryover into the next day. What hasn’t been lived during the day is lost; yesterday has vanished. Every morning the magic begins again, with a new line of credit of eighty-six thousand, four hundred seconds. And don’t forget rule number two: the bank can close our account at any time and without any warning. At any moment, life can end. So what do we do with our daily ration of eighty-six thousand, four hundred seconds? Aren’t seconds more important than dollars?”<br /><br />Since her accident, she told him, she had realized afresh each day how people understood and appreciated the importance of time. “If you want to know what a year of life means, ask a student who just flunked his year-end exams. Or a month of life: talk to a mother who has just given birth to a premature baby and is waiting for him to be taken out of the incubator before she can hold him safe and sound in her arms. Or a week: interview a man who works in a factory or a mine to feed his family. Or a day: ask two people madly in love, who are waiting to see each other again. Or an hour: talk to someone with claustrophobia who’s stuck in a broken-down elevator. Or a second: look at the expression on the face of a man who has just escaped from a car wreck. Or one thousandth of a second: ask the athlete who just won the silver medal at the Olympic Games, and not the gold he trained for all his life. Life is magic , Arthur, and I know what I’m saying, because since my accident I’ve appreciated the value of every instant. So I beg you, let’s make the most of all the seconds that we have left.” >></i>Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17177257155185753859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730035283856707445.post-57430010215852878602012-08-26T23:24:00.000+01:002012-08-26T23:24:00.900+01:00Karma sadness<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17177257155185753859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730035283856707445.post-74463739125159263612012-08-26T23:23:00.002+01:002012-08-26T23:23:13.159+01:00Attraction<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17177257155185753859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730035283856707445.post-80617505189900503682012-08-26T23:20:00.001+01:002012-08-26T23:20:42.415+01:00Normal...zzzzzz<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17177257155185753859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730035283856707445.post-83591408759847862962012-08-17T15:53:00.004+01:002012-08-26T23:22:02.112+01:00Lost Images<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it's not because they enjoy solitude. It's because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.</blockquote>
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<br />Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17177257155185753859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730035283856707445.post-10391533005457104102012-07-05T12:35:00.002+01:002012-07-05T12:35:46.596+01:00Serenity Prayer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;">Courage to change the things I can,</span><br />
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"(...) então Isabelle aperta as mãos com mais força sobre o colo e fecha os olhos, como se ainda acreditasse que isolando-se assim do mundo conseguirá desaparecer."</div>
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Elizabeth H. Winthrop, in <i>Dezembro</i></div>Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17177257155185753859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730035283856707445.post-36410593206543266272012-06-08T21:17:00.002+01:002012-06-08T21:17:35.230+01:00Divagando pelo papel e pela música<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eDqdKKnUl2k" width="560"></iframe><br />
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<br />Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17177257155185753859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730035283856707445.post-80852279567184058792012-06-03T18:24:00.001+01:002012-06-03T18:24:54.516+01:00Numa relação com a minha tese<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Ahahah, tão verdade!Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17177257155185753859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730035283856707445.post-13911444166994893622012-06-03T00:20:00.002+01:002012-06-03T00:20:19.418+01:00Trying...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Criatura que despreza porque foi desprezada e precisa de ser cuidada.</div>
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Pessoa cansada destas lutas que não sabe cuidar de ninguém.</div>
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<br />Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17177257155185753859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730035283856707445.post-14945579446596272512012-05-25T21:44:00.000+01:002012-05-25T21:46:01.767+01:00Nada a ver com NadaNada a ver com nada, mas fascinaram-me estes vídeos.<br />
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<br />Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17177257155185753859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730035283856707445.post-8072500820657662502012-05-23T21:08:00.002+01:002012-05-23T21:08:20.403+01:00SPSS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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É um bocadinho assim :)<br />
Cheguei à fase do curso que sempre temi mais - análise estatística para a tese!<br />
Mesmo assim, entre os quatro e as ajudas externas, vai correndo relativamente bem :)<br />
<br />Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17177257155185753859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730035283856707445.post-44931663089262869622012-04-28T15:04:00.000+01:002012-04-28T15:04:39.108+01:00O Toque e a Dor<div style="text-align: justify;">
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"Às vezes o preço a pagar por existir pode ser a dor: melhor do que tu não teres nada para dizer sobre mim (...) é dizeres algo que me toque, nem que esse "toque" seja dor..." (Gonçalves e Vasco, 2001)</div>
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<i><i>Toca-me. Por favor, magoa-me da forma que quiseres, com a tua frieza, com a tua altivez e contacto distante, com a tua instabilidade. Mas toca-me. Por favor, porque dói tanto a solidão. É doloroso olhar em redor e ver-me apenas entre o vazio das pessoas. Sentir-me sem nada que me puxe para a terra, que me agarre. Apenas vejo distância nos gestos sem significado, migalhas de atenção por simples pena. Mas toca-me de qualquer forma. Dá-me a mão, abraça-me. Não me deixes sozinha neste universo sem sentido, nos milhares de estrelas e galáxias em que me movo, sou apenas um ser infinitamente, eternamente, só. </i></i></div>
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<i>Desculpa se ao te tocar te uso de alguma forma. Desculpa se te crio expectativas a que não posso corresponder. Desculpa se te permito acreditares que isto vai dar certo, apenas porque eu me sinto só e preciso que me toques. Também me dói a mim que as coisas não tenham resultado. E acima disso, dói-me a tua ausência na minha vida quando continuei a preencher a tua. Cedo. Desculpa. Mas por favor, toca-me.</i></div>
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