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(4/4) “Ed used to let me babysit for his children. His son Dan was just a baby back then. But I always knew he was special. When he got a little older we’d do little plays together. Snow White. Peter Pan. We even printed little paper tickets. It was almost like I was part of the family. But Dan got a little older and didn’t have as much time. And that’s OK. I’ve grown a lot. I know that if Dan doesn’t talk to me for a few weeks because he’s traveling, he’s still my friend. I’m strong enough to know that. He’ll always care about me. He’s just like his dad that way. Even when he was a little kid, and I’d call the house, Dan would never say: ‘Here’s my Dad.’ He’d always sit there and talk to me. He knows how to slow down my brain when I’m overwhelmed and everything comes out too fast. Last night we went to see a Broadway musical. I gave him all the birthday presents I’ve been saving since February. And today we’re going for high tea so we can sit in the air conditioning and talk about our memories. Dan has a fiancée now, and he’s so busy, and recently I’ve been thinking that he probably doesn’t have time for me anymore. And that maybe I shouldn’t call so much. But he never seems to mind. He always takes the time. Just like Ed. Sometimes I’ll just call him to say I just want to tell you that I love you.”

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(3/4) “I was away on a trip when it happened. I’d gone to the Three Stooges Museum with the Aktion Club, and we found out that Ed had a stroke. If I had known that he was sick, I wouldn’t have gone at all. I knew that he had blood clots, but he always said: ‘Don’t worry about me. I’m fine.’ But I should have been there. It was horrible. I’d already lost nine people in my life. And now I was losing a best friend. And a coach. And a mentor. Everyone just sort of moved on after the funeral. I didn’t know what to do. I just wanted to sleep a lot. I started acting up real bad and having bad thoughts. Thoughts that were not good. I don’t really want to say. It was just so much at one time. But Ed always told me that I was stronger than that and I knew he wouldn’t want me to do this. What would Ed want? Ed would want me to slow down. Ed would want me to think things through. He lost his father too. So he knew what it was like. He’d want me to use my coping skills. He would want me to be healthy. And to live the best life possible like he’s still here. And if you think about it, a person’s spirit is kinda like a person. So it’s almost like Ed is still here. This Saturday he will have been gone for six years. I had a wonderful idea to honor him. Every year on his birthday, the Aktion Club throws a party at Riviera Pizza, where Ed took me to dinner each week.”

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(2/4) “During my first year in Ed’s class, I lost a good friend to suicide. I felt so confused and alone. But Ed gave me a big hug, and told me: ‘That’s not going to happen to you because you’re strong. You’re stronger than that.’ And I think that’s when he changed from my teacher to my friend. He brought me home to meet his family. He became almost like a second father to me. Whenever I had a meltdown-- my mom would reach out to Ed. He could always read my mind. He’d tell me: ‘I know what’s wrong. Prom is coming up in two weeks and you’re really nervous.’ But other times Ed would be tough on me because he knew that I could handle it. Whenever my feelings got hurt, he’d let me cry it out. But then he’d sit me down and say: ‘You’re stronger than this. Don’t let them get a reaction out of you.’ Together we started a club for neurodiverse people called The Aktion Club, and Ed asked me to be the president. He knew that I had leadership skills. It was hard when I graduated high school because I stopped seeing Ed every day. It made me a little sad that I couldn’t see him all the time but I knew that he was really busy because he had a family. And there were so many other students he had to help. But we still talked on the phone. And we met once a week for dinner at Riviera Pizza. I’m not sure what my life would have been like without him. I’d probably have been OK because I’m strong, but it would have been a lonely existence.”

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(1/4) “I was sixteen. Right in the middle of puberty. And I couldn’t connect with the world. I couldn’t understand why I did the things I did. I’d never look people in the eye. I always looked down at my shoes. Other students bullied me. They’d push me into lockers. They’d throw things at me. They’d say: ‘Dina’s not talking. Dina won’t care.’ Older people would do things to me that were bad. And they’d say: ‘Don’t tell anyone honey, this is a secret. This is between you and me.’ I didn’t trust people. I was really afraid of the world. Sometimes I’d just want to curl up and disappear. But that’s when I met Ed. He was our special education teacher. He was a big jolly man with nice curly hair. He always had a messy desk, but he had so many great teaching ideas. He helped us bake bread and muffins to learn about math. We made cells from Jell-O. The neatest thing about Ed was that he had a learning disability too. He told us that he was picked on when he was a kid. And everyone told him that he was going to sit at home and not do anything with his life. But he became a teacher. And I thought: ‘If I have a learning disability, and Ed has a learning disability, then that means I can be Ed.’”

gisele

Every situation, every person is here for a reason. When something or someone is challenging you, making you feel bad or vulnerable - ask yourself “Why is this happening FOR me”, “ what this situation is trying to teach me?” Everything can be positive as long as we learn from it. 📝✨☀️ Cada situação, cada pessoa está aqui por um motivo. Quando algo ou alguém está desafiando você, fazendo você se sentir mal ou vulnerável - pergunte a si mesmo "Por que isso está acontecendo para mim?", "o que esta situação está tentando me ensinar?" Toda situação, por mais desafiadora que possa parecer no momento, pode ser positiva, desde que possamos aprender com ela.

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“One thing I love about New York is that it’s constantly reminding you that it doesn’t need you. It’s like riding a wild horse. I wanted to be an artist, but the only work this city was willing to accept from me was to sit at a table and read tarot cards. So I did it for twenty years. I have no ability to predict the future. I told everyone that beforehand. There’s no invisible hand moving the cards. There’s no spirit whispering secrets in my ear. But I do believe in the cards. I believe in them like you’d believe in a poem. I believe in their aesthetics. I worked with French cards. Very old cards. Each card was beautiful, but when you arranged them on the table, they would speak to each other. They’d relate to each other. They became metaphors. I’d merely ask each person to look at the cards and describe what they’re seeing. Everyone brought their own lives to the table. Their own memories. Some people left thinking they’d gotten a prediction. Some left thinking they’d gotten advice. Some left with specific ideas: the title of a song, the conclusion of a novel, I never knew. Because everyone brought their own needs to the cards. Just as we bring them to every encounter. Just as we’d bring them to a poem.”

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“I’m committed to finishing this. I’m on page 83 right now. I haven’t finished anything in a long time. So even if I only read ten pages a day, I’m going to finish. I just need to prove to myself that I can. After graduation I moved back to my hometown. I just wanted to recharge. But I’d been away for so long that I didn’t know who I was anymore. My bedroom was exactly the same. My NYU acceptance letter was still hanging on the wall. My varsity letter jacket was in the closet. I had this wooden peg with like twenty academic medals on it. I’d always been the smart one in our family. Everyone thought I was going to do so much. But somehow I’d lost my way. I’d gone to this big city, and gotten this big education, and I’d wasted it all. I have no idea what to do with my life. Even my laugh has changed. It used to be my favorite thing about myself. But now it sounds hollow. Like I’m faking it. Or just mimicking other people. I feel like I’m not a whole person. I used to read so much as a kid. I finished War and Peace when I was thirteen. So I just need to prove to myself that I can finish this. Maybe if I can finish one thing, it’ll open me up to that girl again. The one who knew everything and what she wanted to be.”

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“I’ve been telling myself since the age of twelve: ‘I’ve got to be a mogul. I’ve got to be the greatest. I’ve got to get my family out of the hood.’ I started working full time at the age of eighteen, doing door-to-door sales for a gas and electric company. They’d give me $20 every time I signed up a new customer. I worked harder than anyone. I’d wake up at 6 AM every day. I became one of their top performing vendors. I opened new offices. I trained people to work for me. I thought I was happy-- but it was just temporary happiness. I was money-minded. I was only chasing vanity. I didn’t care about nobody. Not you. Not your family. The only thing I cared about was what you could do for me. But Shanice changed all that. She made me more spiritual. She’s loving. She’s caring. And she’s confident. I thought I was confident, but I was just cocky. Shanice is confident. She knows what she deserves. She gives out nothing but love, and that’s what she expects. I can’t imagine calling her out of her name. I can’t imagine hurting her feelings. I can’t imagine breaking her heart. I put her on such a high pedestal. I was scared to even touch her when we met. But now that she’s let me up on the pedestal with her, I want to take her even higher.”

gisele

Feliz dia dos pais, paizinho! Meu pai é uma pessoa maravilhosa, que com seu entusiasmo, sua vontade de ajudar as pessoas e fazer a diferença no mundo cativa todos ao seu redor. Por causa dele o Projeto Água Limpa foi possível. Ele é um ótimo conselheiro, guerreiro e também uma inspiração. Te amo paizinho. Obrigada por nos mostrar que com positividade a vida fica bem melhor! ❤ Happy Father's Day, Dad! My father is a wonderful person. His enthusiasm and willingness to help people and make a difference in the world captivates everyone around him. Because of him the Água Limpa (Clean water) project was made possible. He is a great advisor, a warrior and an inspiration. I love you Daddy! Thank you for showing us that with positivity life is much better!

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(2/2) “He hates when I tell this story. But he saw me for the first time in Home Depot, and he was way too afraid to talk to me. So he got my name from a friend and sent me a message on social media. We got pregnant one year after we met. Fabian did everything for the baby: every meal, every feeding, every bath. And you can absolutely tell. Their connection is undeniable. Just the way he looks at her. So much awe and love. The exact same way he looked at her on the day she was born. He has a James Earl Jones style of parenting. I’m always so high-pitched and chirpy, but he’s smooth and monotone and deep. In the weeks after my cancer diagnosis, I kept noticing that he’d sit in his car after pulling into the driveway. I’d hear the music turn off. But he’d take several minutes to come inside. So one day I walked out there and found him crying and praying. He was trying to get it all out so he could be strong when he came inside. I have girlfriends that question how their husbands feel about them. But I never do. Never have. Because he lets me know every day. He calls me every single lunch break. And he still looks at me the exact same way that he did when we walked down the aisle.”

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(1/2) “My mother was literally a drill sergeant. And my father was Olympic level karate. So between the two of them, there was always someone pushing me to be better. I grew up with this competitive thing inside me that always wanted to be the best. And that carried into adulthood. By the time Logan was born, I was working sixty hour weeks. She was born on a Tuesday, and I was back at work on Thursday. My husband did everything. I’d come home, give the baby a kiss, then shut the office door. I told myself that I needed to work a little harder—get a little more security-- then later on I could stop and enjoy life. But that time never came. Because each time I reached a goal, I’d increase it a little more. When Logan turned three, I was diagnosed with brain cancer. At the time they told me ten years. We’re on year six right now. All my scans are clear. The tumor is still there, but it’s not growing. Who knows what will happen. But I do know that without the cancer, my little girl would have grown up without me. I’d have been around, but not there. We’d never be sitting in this park right now. So I’ve come to believe that everything happens for a reason. I was never afraid of dying. Even in the beginning. But I was always terrified of leaving her. And that fear changed everything.”

gisele

One of the most special moments I’ve shared with my kids was while breastfeeding. That special look you get, that feeling of connection is unlike anything I have ever experienced.  I love how #breastfeedingawarenessmonth shines a light on the importance of breastfeeding. Yes, in the beginning it can be difficult, it can hurt (the cracks, bleeding, engorgement), but no matter how challenging, I would not change that experience for anything in this world. I feel blessed that I was able to nourish them in this way. Congratulations to all mamas out there for the effort that we put in, the ones who breastfeed, and those who could not and have had heartbreaking moments trying to. I celebrate all of you! 💕 🤱🏼💗 Um dos momentos mais especiais que compartilhei com meus filhos foi durante a amamentação. O olhar especial que você recebe e o sentimento de conexão são diferentes de tudo que já experimentei. Adorei a iniciativa do #mêsdaconscientizaçãosobreaamamentação, pois esclarece a importância da amamentação. Sim, no começo pode ser difícil, pode doer (as rachaduras, o sangramento, o ingurgitamento), mas não importa o quão desafiador, não mudaria essa experiência por nada neste mundo. Me sinto abençoada por poder nutri-los dessa maneira. Parabéns a todas as mães pelo esforço que colocam , não só aquelas que amamentaram, mas também aquelas que não puderam e tiveram momentos dolorosos tentando. Eu celebro todas vocês!

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“As a working parent, I’m always tired. I don’t have time to think. I speed walk wherever I go. When I finally get home in the evening, I just want to lie in bed and watch TV. But it’s summer now. So the kids always want to do something. It’s so tempting to tell them ‘later,’ or ‘next week.’ But I force myself to do it. I get out of the apartment and go to the park. Or the museum. Or the beach. Because no matter how I feel, I know there’s such little, little time. It seems like just the other day I was pregnant. I was so excited and nervous. Now next week my oldest son is turning ten. I look back and say: ‘Oh my God.’ It all passed in the blink of an eye. Working, working, working. Never enough hours in the day. Just trying to survive. But I was a good mother. I’m proud of that. I always made time and space. Even if I was exhausted. Because I knew the time I was exhausted was the only time I had.”

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“I was a really fat adolescent. I weighed well over 200 lbs. I was always depressed. I was in this ‘punk rock,’ ‘fuck the jock,’ kind of ethos. I looked down on sports culture. But we had a compulsory weight training course during my freshman year of high school. At first I hated it. Absolutely hated it. But the teacher was this terrifying, hulking man. So I followed his instructions. He gave me a sheet of exercises, and I checked off all the boxes. And afterwards I felt amazing. I don’t think PE teachers get enough credit. He changed my life. He forced me to discover the high you get from physical activity. And exercise has been my medicine ever since. Right now I’m working as a bike messenger. I ride about twenty miles a day. It’s not even financially necessary because I own my own company. But it takes the energy out of my weird thoughts. It keeps me from honing in on the negative aspects of my life. Things are good right now. I'm very lucky. And that becomes clear to me when I'm physically engaged. So I always keep moving. I'm literally cycling away from my depression, and it works."

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“Adults guess and assume that I’m not going to understand things just because I’m a little kid. And it can be frustrating. Cause, like, I really want to know stuff. Or even when they do talk to me about things, they’ll always try to ‘tone it down to my level.’ They especially avoid the heavy themes like sex and death and cannibalism and stuff. But that’s stuff I want to talk about. I’m really fascinated by the Donner Party. The entire expedition-- really. What did it feel like to eat people that you knew? I’m also fascinated by how the human mind deals with death. It’s like people shut down the idea of death completely, and insist that heaven and hell are places after death. But death is death. And everyone after death is dead, because consciousness is just your brain. And even if there is evidence of life after death, it’s difficult to assess. We’re going to be incredibly biased toward any information that suggests there’s something more. Because we are so desperate to believe it.”

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“I just hope the impending disaster that kills everyone happens after I die.”

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“I spent thirty-six years as an editor at the New York Times. There were so many rounds of layoffs, and so many buyout opportunities-- but I kept turning them down. I was terrified of retirement. I never wanted to ‘retire.’ The word sounded terrible to me. It meant going to Florida and dying. It meant sitting in a chair and watching daytime TV. It meant not working anymore. Not thinking anymore. Nothing but play and relaxation. And that wasn’t enough for me. That’s not living. You always need to have a goal. Grandchildren are great, but they're not enough. You need something to wake up your brain. A reason to focus. A reason to get out of bed and use everything that you’ve ever learned. I’ll never see myself as retired. Right now I’m trying to become a fiction writer. I love it because my brain is always working. Some days I think about my work so much, that when I finally sit down to write, it just comes pouring out my fingers. I’d love to finish a book one day. Something that people enjoy. And I’d love to have it published. Maybe a hardcover from Random House. That gets optioned for a movie. And wins an Oscar. Oh it’s exciting, isn’t it? I could go on and on.”

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“I’m the smallest one in my grade I think I might be only three feet tall but I’m not very good at feet. A lot of times people think I’m younger than I am. Sometimes I say ‘hi,’ and they’re like: ‘you can talk?’ But that mostly just happened one time at my old school. One boy in my grade is almost Mommy’s size, and he’s only six. Mommy is seven feet tall, probably. I think I might grow a little taller than Mommy. Because she’s staying this size. Mommy might grow, but not taller.”

Gisele

Happy birthday love of my lifeeey! Life is so much better because we can share it with you! Thank you for being our rock, and the avocado to my toast ! We love you! ❤️❤️❤️❤️ Feliz aniversário amor da minha vida! A vida é muito melhor porque podemos compartilha-lá contigo. Obrigada por ser nosso porto seguro e o abacate da minha torrada. Nós te amamos!

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“I hardly know anything about him. Never seen a picture or anything. He was my mom’s Samba teacher. His name was Benjamin. He was Brazilian. He had dreads. Long dreads. But that’s all I know. My mom promised me that she’d tell me his last name when I turned eighteen, but I’m twenty now. And I still don’t know. I think part of her doesn’t want me to know. He abandoned her when she was pregnant with twins. And she’s a really proud woman. She has like five degrees. She’s at the top of her field. Mother Theresa even gave her a medal for her philanthropy. My father caused her a lot of trauma, and ever since then her life has been about moving forward. And I don’t want to make her go back. I don’t want to dig up the past. But he’s where I got my love of dancing. And my skin. And my hair. As much as she tries, my mom can’t relate to being a black woman. She can empathize, but she can’t relate. All my relatives were white. Almost all my classmates were white. I’d get asked if I was adopted, and I’d repeat the same story: ‘I don’t know my dad. I don’t know that side of me.’ Maybe ignorance is bliss. Maybe I’ll just be disappointed. But I’d love to know what talents came from him. What features. What qualities. I just don’t know how to ask about the other part of me-- without my mom feeling that her part isn’t enough.”

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“There’s too much negative energy out there. Slouched shoulders. Puppy eyes. Excessive exhales. Too many people with fixable problems that they don’t want to fix. For some reason people love to identify themselves by their problems. They just don’t know who they are without some major issue. They love to say ‘I cant.’ Or: ‘If I was this, then I could be that.’ Or ‘I’ll always be this way because of xyz.’ But that kind of thinking never ends. You’ll always have another box you can check. You can always qualify for victimhood. There’s always a reason to opt out of self-responsibility. Because God forbid the problem is you. It’s toxic thinking. I can’t be around it. It’s too draining. I’m trying to grow. I’m trying to be great. I’m trying to be thankful for all that I have. So when I feel negative energy, I’m looking for an exit strategy. I’m not going to give up on you right away. I’m going to speak my truth. But if you have no interest in helping yourself, I’m out.”

gisele

Feliz aniversário para nossa mulher maravilha! Mãezinha, não consigo imaginar todo o trabalho e dedicação para criar nós 6! Sou eternamente grata por tudo que tu fizeste e continuas fazendo por nós. Obrigada por sempre nos amar e inspirar. Te amo muito! ❤Happy birthday to our wonder woman! Mom, I can't imagine all the work and dedication in raising the six of us! I am forever grateful for all that you have done and continue to do for us. Thank you for always loving and inspiring us. Love you very much!

gisele

Feliz aniversário pra minha outra metade! Hoje separadas fisicamente, mas sempre conectadas pelo coração. Estou com muitas saudades. Te desejo toda a felicidade e amor do mundo! Te amo! ❤️ ❤️❤️❤️❤️ Happy birthday to my other half! Today separated physically, but always connected at heart. I miss you so much. I wish you all the love and happiness in the world! I love you!

gisele

Muito obrigada pela aula de Tanpura Ivan e Mayra, nós adoramos! Quando começaremos nosso tour ?!😂😂😂 Thank you Ivan and Mayra for the Tanpura class, we loved it! When will we start our tour!?

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“I just finished my first year of college. I expected it to be like a 90’s movie where I’d sit under trees, read books, and meet a nice boy who’d show me his yacht. But I’m not a good protagonist. My life would be a terrible movie. I sit around in my dorm room. I sleep a lot. My grades are terrible. I got one ‘B,’ but that’s it. The rest were C’s and D’s. My parents have always been supportive, so there’s nobody holding me back. I’m just not handling my freedom well. I’ve got to learn how to keep promises that I make to myself. The funny thing is that I hate letting other people down. I never want to seem unreliable. Because if you disappoint other people too much, they’ll turn away from you. But I have no problem letting myself down. Because I know I’m not going anywhere. I’ll always be here. And I have a whole lifetime to work on my issues and bad habits. So I keep putting them off. But that’s got to stop. I don’t want things to get so horrible that I’m forced to change. So I’m going to join a study group. I’m starting to eat out less. I’m going to exercise more. I’m not drinking every weekend. And from now on I’m going to know my boundaries. I’m not talking to boys who treat me bad. This summer is my redemption arc.” (Toronto, Canada)

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“I come from Iran. Twenty years ago I went through a bad break-up, and afterwards I went to the top of a mountain to think. There I found a pack of hungry dogs. I bought some chicken and began to feed them. They wagged their tails. There was happiness in their eyes. And that was enough for me. I began to come back once a week. Then three times a week. And I started to learn about the terrible life of dogs in my country. Some of the dogs began to disappear, and people would tell me the municipality had killed them. That’s when I decided to create the first dog shelter in Tehran. I ran it alone for fourteen years. I had to buy the food, pay the salaries-- nobody would help. Many people in Islam think that dogs are unclean. It was very difficult. At the time I owned a shop selling tires, and half of my income went to the shelter. I grew very depressed. Our shelter could only handle one hundred dogs, but 10,000 were being killed every year. It wore me down. I didn’t have the energy for it. Two years ago I handed off the shelter to a brave young girl, and I moved to Canada. I’m working as a barber now. But I still send money to the shelter. And every day I come to this bench and feed the squirrels.” (Montreal, Canada)

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“You could make a horror movie about my life. My mom died of cancer when I was five, and my father tortured me. I mean tortured. Really tortured. Chained me to a chair. Slapped me with leather. It was like Jack Nicholson in ‘The Shining.’ Every single day. He’d never say a thing. He’d just kick down my door and come after me. I was born into hell. I spent twelve years alone with a demonic presence. And now I’m nervous. Really nervous. I play the piano to calm myself down. I always have these thoughts they aren’t even my thoughts: fat fuckers, fucking bastards, fuck all of them. They’re my father’s thoughts. The violence is inside of me. My energy is black, black, black. I used to kill little birds when I was a kid. Then I moved on to cats. By the time I was seventeen I was beating the shit out of everybody. Bigger than me, taller than me, I didn’t care. It was more torture to keep it inside. If I kept the violence inside I’d mutilate myself. Suicide myself. A few years ago I set a guy on fire. It was 3 AM. He was passed out beneath a bridge. Just some druggie. I didn’t feel a thing. I felt like laughing. If anything, I felt free.” (Montreal, Canada)

gisele

Imagine se nos recarregássemos com a mesma frequência que recarregamos nossos celulares? Muitas vezes só percebemos que estamos cansados quando ficamos completamente esgotados - mentalmente, emocionalmente e fisicamente. Eu definitivamente não me sinto bem quando estou assim, e é por isso que tento achar um tempinho para me recarregar todos os dias, seja meditando, rezando, dando um passeio na natureza, apreciando o nascer do sol ou mesmo apenas respirando profundamente. Acredito que seríamos muito mais felizes se tirássemos um tempinho e recarregássemos nossas baterias todos os dias. O que recarrega tuas baterias? O que te reconecta contigo mesmo e te traz paz?✨🧘🏽‍♀✨🙏 Imagine if we recharged as often as we recharge our phones? Most of the time we don’t realize we are burned out until we are completely drained - mentally, emotionally, and physically. It definitely doesn’t feel good when I'm like this, and that's why I try to find time to recharge every day, whether meditating, praying, taking a walk in nature, enjoying the sunrise or even just taking a moment to breath deeply. I think we would be much happier if we took a little time to recharge our batteries everyday. What recharges your batteries? What helps you to reconnect to yourself and bring you peace?

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“I came from India in 2011 to get my Masters, and ended up working for a major tech company in San Francisco. It was a lucrative job, but there was always a looming cloud of uncertainty. Half of the people in my department were international workers-- mostly Indian and Chinese. All of us were on visas, so our future in America depended upon keeping our employment. I don’t think the managers intended to push us harder. But the international workers were more afraid, so we took more abuse. It just became part of the culture. We were given extra work, and the only way to keep up was to kill yourself every day. I just couldn’t do it. Eventually I burned out and moved to Vancouver. Canada was very welcoming. My wife and I have residency already. I’ve started my own business. I have all the clients I need. But most importantly I have a home. And I’m not talking about a brick structure. I mean a place that I’m allowed to be. Because once I had that, all my other problems seemed smaller. I could start thinking long term. Because no matter what happens, at least I know I’ll be here.” (Montreal, Canada)

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“I hated going out with them because something would always happen. It was usually on birthdays and special occasions. I was painfully shy, but they weren’t shy at all. They’d scream at each other in restaurants. He’d never hit her in public because he was smarter than that. He’d save that until we got home. I felt like a soldier growing up. Even the quiet times were stressful, because things could go wrong at any moment. One time he chased her around the house with a knife. Another time he broke her finger. We’d always go to my grandmother’s house after the big incidents. Those were the calmest times of my life. But after a few weeks he’d always show up with flowers, and Mom would say: ‘OK, we’re going back.’ I tried to tell her that it wasn’t just her. That we were suffering too. But her answer was always the same: ‘We can’t survive on our own. And he doesn’t do it to you.’ Things changed once I started going to college. I became more confident. I felt powerful for the first time in my life. I packed his bags. I took his house keys. I went to court, filed the forms, and served him myself. Mom’s doing much better now. She looks twenty years younger. She’s going out with friends again. She’s taking theater classes. And I just finished my first year of law school.” (Toronto, Canada)

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“I’m closing the chapter with my last job. I was a research engineer. I really loved the work, and I felt like I belonged, and my colleagues were like my family. But recently we were bought by an American company, and a lot of people were laid off. Maybe that’s a normal thing in America, but in France we’re not so used to this mentality. So it was quite a traumatizing thing for me. Many of these people had families. Some of them were older and won’t be able to find new jobs. It kept me up at night thinking about it. It made me question a lot of things. So a few weeks ago I decided to quit. And before I start a new job, I’m going to travel by myself for two months. Just to turn the page. This is the first day of my journey. I’ve never done anything like this before. I’m nervous, I’m anxious, I’m excited. I have no idea what to expect. I’ve never spent this much time alone, and I know I’ll have to think about stuff. Personal stuff that I’ve never had to think about before. Because I was too busy with work. But those things were always there, whether I thought about them or not. So I think I’m doing something that I should have done a long time ago.” (Montreal, Canada)

Gisele

Pare um pouco, silencie sua mente e escute seu coração. Permita-se esse tempo de conexão, ele é essencial. Embora não possamos mudar o que já passou, podemos sempre aprender e transformar todas experiências em lições para o nosso crescimento. Reflita sobre onde você tem focado sua energia, seus objetivos. O que você quer criar? Que experiências quer viver? Lembre-se, onde você focar sua energia é onde irá colher resultados. Escolha pessoas, lugares e livros que lhe inspirem, que lhe façam bem. Acredite em você e no seu poder de cocriar sua realidade! #eclipsesolar #luanova ✨🌘💫 Stop for a moment, silence your mind and listen to your heart. Allow yourself this time of connection, it is essential. While we cannot change what has already happened, we can always learn and transform all experiences into lessons for our growth. Reflect on where you have been focusing your energy, what are your goals. What do you want to create? What experiences do you want to live? Remember, where you focus your energy is where you will reap results. Choose people, places and books that inspire you, that do you good. Believe in yourself and in your power to co-create your reality! #solareclipse #newmoon

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“It feels like I know my grandson less now than when he was younger. He used to be an amusing kid. We’d go to museums and restaurants. We’d play games, and cards, and chess. We’d actually discuss things. He was very outgoing. But now he only wants to be on the computer. He’s obsessed with this game called Fortnite. And what’s the other one? Grand Theft Auto. He’s losing his capacity to socialize face-to-face, especially with adults. He’s either staring at a screen or desperate to get back to it. It frightens me. He’s disassociating from the real world. He’s becoming more aggressive and rude. It’s all part of that culture. There’s a complete acceptance of violence. I can hear him screaming in his room: ‘Great body shot!’, ‘Great head shot!’ He spends his mother’s money on abstract things like new weapons and armor, then gets angry if she says ‘no.’ We’ve tried setting a screen time schedule with the school psychologist, but he’s angry about that. He’s always demanding more time. I feel like we’re losing him. He probably thinks that I’m just an old fart, and I’m not supporting his interests. But I have no interest in entering that world. Just as he appears to have no interest in entering ours.” (Montreal, Canada)

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“He’s a new kid. It was my job to show him around the school. I wasn’t wearing my glasses when I met him, so all I could see was blonde hair and a red face. He didn’t say a word. He just had a blank expression the entire time. And he’s pretty far from my type. But we both play percussion in the band, and I’m the section leader, so it was my job to help him learn. I didn’t have much patience with him. He’s not good on the mallet. He can’t play his scales. He doesn’t even know his notes. Plus he could barely make eye contact. But one day after school we were with a group of friends in the park, and I started making fun of him. I told him: ‘You’re so shy you can’t even do anything.’ He started to pout, then he said: ‘I’m game to do anything at all.’ So I said: ‘Well I dare you to kiss me.’ And he did.” (Montreal, Canada)

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“I met James when I was twenty-nine. I don’t want to say it was love at first sight— but that’s what he always said. We had so much in common. Both of us grew up in foster care. We’d been homeless together for six years. Even though we lived in stairwells and tents, we’d still go on the dates. We’d go to the park, and the beach, and the movies. Everyone loved him. He was the kind of guy who’d give the shirt off his back. And we had the exact same sense of humor. He was always making me laugh. But we also had the same addictions. He died of an overdose in January. We’d just gotten in a really bad fight, and we went our separate ways, and that night I got the phone call. I’ve been lost ever since. It’s been a downward spiral. I’ve been using a lot. I’ve been really depressed. One night a couple weeks ago I just walked into Lake Ontario. I think I wanted to kill myself, but I don’t remember much. I started swimming, and then I just stopped, and floated, until I went under. I woke up on the shore with people all around me. I’d nearly died of hypothermia. I just got out of the hospital yesterday. I’m trying to get my life back in order. I don’t want to leave this body yet. I’m afraid to die. I want to live life. I’d love to work. I’d love to get back into the arts. But if I’m being completely honest, I don’t see myself staying sober. Because all my friends are addicts. And they’re the only family I have.” (Toronto, Canada)

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“He just seemed so nice and normal when we were young. He had a high profile job. We were super spoiled. He always hugged me. Always told me he loved me. Always taught me things and encouraged me. But I guess the whole time he had a drug problem. He started yelling at my mom when I was five or six. It would happen all the time. Then when I was eight years old, I walked in on him beating her for the first time. She was all bruised up and crying. He looked like he wanted to kill her. We left a few years later. Mom woke us up in the middle of the night, packed our bags, and took us outside. I remember she flagged down a random car. My father ran after us in the street, begging me to stay-- just me. We got a restraining order the next day. And after that, I barely spoke to him anymore. I hated him for what he did to my mom. But a few months ago he had a bad stroke, and now he’s living in a rehab center in a ghetto part of Toronto. He just sits around all day. He wears raggedy clothes. He doesn’t remember anything. Whenever I visit him, he says he wishes we could go back to when we were kids. He asks why my mom left him. Then he asks again. And again. He just seems heartbroken. It’s all very pathetic. I feel bad for him. It’s hard to stay mad at somebody who’s not really there anymore.” (Toronto, Canada)

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“We took a test in grade four. If you did well, you got designated as gifted. I think I was the only one in my class that qualified. The teacher had a conversation with my parents. I was told I had unlimited potential. I stopped doing my homework, and convinced myself that putting in less effort was somehow an admirable thing. Arrogance became the default trait of my personality. I loved to point out other people’s mistakes and inaccuracies. I became good at winning arguments-- not because I was right, but because I was intelligent. The arrogance gave me form. It was my anchor. It covered so many fears and insecurities. I became terrified of running into people who were smarter than me. In college I’d stay in my dorm room and play video games, until I encountered people who were better than me. Then I’d quit. I hardly made any friends. Now I work as a programmer. I chose this career because it’s where I’m smartest, and I thought I had the chance of being the best. But it’s just not possible anymore. There are too many talented people. Recently we hired a genius kid from Saskatoon. He’s younger. He’s better. And I’m having to mentor him. There’s a feeling of my identity being eroded and nothing being left. It’s something I have to figure out. I’m going to therapy. I’m meditating. Either I stop needing to be the best, or I’ll die of a heart attack when I’m 40.” (Toronto, Canada)

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“Honestly I just fell into it. I started as an engineering major. Then one night I was slaving over my physics homework, while my roommate sipped tea on the couch and read a novel. So I decided to be an English major like her. Ten years later I’m working as a copywriter at an advertising agency. You know that feeling when you’re pulling into the driveway, but you can’t remember anything about your ride home? That’s a bit how it feels. Like I blinked and I’m eight years down a career path that I just sort of fell into. There’s plenty to be grateful for. It’s a good enough job. I’m not living paycheck to paycheck. I can afford to have fun and take vacations. But my job is not my passion. And every story you see elevated on social media is: ‘I loved this thing. It became my passion. And then it became my career.’ There’s not many people saying: ‘My job isn’t my passion, but I love mountain biking on the weekends. And that’s enough for me.’ I think the feeling I’m trying to resolve is a sense of ‘enoughness.’ There’s so much I love about my life, but I spend most of my time at work. Is it OK to get my joy outside of work? Or does my passion need to be tied to my livelihood and a sense of responsibility?” (Toronto, Canada)

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When we come from a place of gratitude everything feels better. Every morning, before I get out of bed, the first thing I do is take a deep breath and give thanks for the new day. That’s sets the tone for a great day! 😊🙏 Quando sentimos gratidão, tudo fica melhor. Todas as manhãs, antes de sair da cama, a primeira coisa que faço é respirar fundo e agradecer. Isso dá o tom para um ótimo dia!!!

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“We’d just spent the entire day driving back from my parents’ house in Winnipeg. He held my hand the entire way. It was such a beautiful time of life. We had an eight month old daughter. He loved that little girl so much. You could tell by the way he looked at her. Absolute adoration. We always used to argue over who’d get to bathe her. He was the one who put her to sleep that night. I remember he came downstairs and told me that he’d said ‘goodbye’ to the baby. I said: ‘You mean “goodnight,’ not ‘goodbye.’ Then he told me that he loved me. And we both went to bed— I thought. The next morning I found him in the garage. It looked like he was just standing there. My neighbor said I screamed like a wounded animal. My God I was traumatized. I never slept another night in that house. It was two years before I could sleep at all. I dropped from a size twelve to a size six. At the time I fucking hated his guts. I mean c’mon, this baby wasn’t an accident. We committed to this. Our daughter needed him. And it was all so humiliating. Everyone knew that my husband had hung himself in my garage. Apparently I was so insignificant as a human being-- so abhorrent, that my own husband felt the need to take his own life. My privacy was gone. There was no front stage and back stage anymore. Everyone knew the worst thing about me. And I figured that if I could handle that, I could handle anything. I transformed myself. I became more courageous. More extroverted. I went back to university and got my Masters. Now I work as an expert witness in custody cases. I think that two people died on that day. Blair, and the woman who was terrified to live without him.” (Toronto, Canada)

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(4/4) “I called the number immediately. I didn’t speak any Italian. But I kept repeating the names of the Italian couple, and I gave him my phone number. The couple called me back the next day with an interpreter. They told me they missed me. They said they’d been worried about me. I told them I was finally ready to change my life, and they said: ‘Enough with Russia. Come live with us.’ So I came to Florence. And when I arrived, they introduced me to everyone as their son. It was a whole new world. A whole new life. That first night my father sat me down, and he said: ‘I understand you’re afraid. But you’re part of the family now.’ I have a Mom and Dad now. I have a brother and sister. I have aunts. I have uncles. We celebrate things together. I’d never celebrated Christmas before. I was twenty-three and I’d never even had a birthday cake. But now we celebrate all of these things. And we share sad things too. We go through things together. These last few years something deep down inside me has changed. I’m more open. I’m more caring. I don’t really believe in God but there’s got to be something. I don’t know how any of this was possible. There is no one in the world like my mother and father. Now I want to enlarge our family. I want to have children of my own. And I want to tell them everything that happened to me.” (Florence, Italy)

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(3/4) “My behavior grew worse over the years. I became a troublemaker. I got in fights. And when I turned seventeen, the director kicked me out of the orphanage. Anna cried. She didn’t want me to leave. But thankfully she’d prepared me well for life. She’d taught me to do little jobs like washing dishes and cleaning. She’d taught me right from wrong. She showed me affection. She knows what she did for me. She knows it was her. Every Christmas, every birthday, every women’s day—I reach out and tell her that it was her. I joined the military after leaving the orphanage. After serving for a few years, I began working the nightshift in a bread factory. Things were going OK. It was a decent salary. I bought a car. But I wasn’t moving forward in life. My first girlfriend dumped me. I fell into a dark place. Then one night I opened a very old book from my childhood, and a phone number fell out. It was the number of a young boy that I’d met during my trip to Italy.” (Florence, Italy)

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(2/4) “I remember it perfectly. They walked into our classroom while taking a tour of the school. They weren’t even looking to adopt. Their friends had come to adopt one of my classmates, and they were merely tagging along. I was scared of them at first. But Anna nudged me to the front of the class. She encouraged me to give them one of my paintings. And the next day the orphanage director called me to her office. She said the Italian couple wanted to speak with me. They talked to me for an hour, and at the end they gave me a bag of oranges. I handed them out to all the other kids at the orphanage. I think the couple was touched by this, because that’s when they invited me to visit Italy. Anna prepared all my documents. We visited for several weeks. They brought me all around Italy. I could tell they were friendly, but I was still frightened. They lived in such a big house. They were giving me so many things. And I couldn’t understand a word they were saying. I had no idea why they cared about me so much. They told me they wanted me to stay and join their family. Anna begged me to do it. She told me that this was my chance to change my life. But I was so scared. All my friends were at the orphanage. So I told them ‘no.’ When I went back to Russia, I lost the backpack with their contact information. And I didn’t see them again for fifteen years.” (Florence, Italy)

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Happy Father’s Day my love. There’s no words to describe how much you mean to us. There’s nothing that we love more than being with you! Besides being the best tickler, pancake maker and hair cuter in the world you are the best dad ! Thank you for always making us feel safe and for loving us the way that you do. We love you so much!❤️❤️❤️❤️ Feliz Dia dos Pais, meu amor. Não há palavras para descrever o quanto você significa para nós. Não há nada que amamos mais do que estar com você! Além de fazer as melhores cócegas, panquecas, e cortes de cabelo, você também é o melhor pai! Obrigada por sempre nos fazer sentir seguros e por nos amar. Nós te amamos muito!

gisele

Meu eterno namorado❤ My forever Valentine

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May LOVE guide us ❤️ Que o AMOR nos guie.

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“We met in the cinema club at university. Both of us dreamed of being filmmakers. But Daniele was so arrogant. I hated him at first: the tone of his voice, his expensive clothing, his posture, everything. Whenever he sat down in a chair he’d take up as much room as he could. And he’d interrupt others in class. He was always full of ideology and weak on details. It was the kind of confidence that didn’t come from knowledge. And it was a complete façade, of course. The first time we actually spoke was at a lunch table. I’d just taken an exam and was in a very bad mood. Daniele overheard me complaining to a female friend about the conflicts in my life. ‘Everyone either loves me or hates me,’ I told her. That’s when he leaned in and said: ‘Personally I’m completely indifferent to you.’ After that we slowly became friends. Day by day. And forty years later, he’s like my brother. He’s very kind. Very empathetic. He’s been by my side through tough times, losses, illnesses, and many surgeries. I’m not sure where I’d be without him. He’s one of the reasons I’m still alive.” (Rome, Italy)

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“I’ve wanted to be a mother since I was eight years old. I always dreamed of starting a family. But we’ve been trying for three years now, and we can’t get pregnant. We keep going to check-ups, and the tests are fine, and everyone says that there’s nothing wrong—but still nothing happens. It’d be easier if we had a reason. Right now I feel powerless. I’m already thirty-five. I can feel the clock ticking. And it gets harder and harder as time goes by. It’s especially difficult during that time of the month. I usually isolate myself on that day. I don’t want to talk to anyone. I don’t want to do anything. He usually orders us a pizza. We watch movies and cuddle. And he reminds me that the most lucky thing has already happened. We were born in the same city, and we went to the same school, and we were able to find each other. What are the odds of that? We are already so lucky. And no matter what happens, we’ll always be here.” (Rome, Italy)

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For its July issue, @elleusa partnered with @conservationorg to highlight the urgency to act on global warming. During a visit to Brazil’s Xingu region in 2004, I first witnessed the problems caused by river pollution and I’ve been advocating for social and environmental causes ever since. The damage we are doing to our planet affects us all. It is a global issue that needs to be met with global action. Thank you @ninagarcia and Stephen Gan for bringing attention to such an important cause. 🌎 Para a edição de julho a @elleusa se uniu a @conservationorg para destacar a urgência de agir no aquecimento global. Durante minha visita a região do Xingu,no Brasil em 2004, pude pela primeira vez ver de perto todos os problemas causados pela poluição do rio, e desde então, venho defendendo causas sociais e ambientais. O estrago que estamos fazendo com nosso planeta afeta a todos nós. É um problema global que precisa ser atendido com ação global. Obrigada @ninagarcia e Stephen Gan por chamarem atenção para uma causa tão importante.

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"What do you want to do when you grow up?" "Swing on an adult swing." (Rome, Italy)

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Air pollution is a global emergency affecting everyone. It’s a silent killer with approximately 7 million people worldwide dying prematurely every year from air pollution. To help #BeatAirPollution I’m committed to planting more trees, planting more food in my garden and composting whenever I can. Check out the link in my bio to learn more about simple changes we can make in our everyday lives to reduce the amount of air pollution we produce. Join me and @unenvironment for #WorldEnvironmentDay and share what you will do to beat air pollution. Let’s do this! 👊🏼🌎 🙏🏼 A poluição do ar é uma emergência global que afeta a todos. E apesar de silencioso, mata prematuramente aproximadamente 7 milhões de pessoas em todo o mundo. Para ajudar a #combaterapoluiçãodoar, estou comprometida a plantar mais árvores, mais alimentos no meu jardim e a fazer compostagem sempre que possível. Confira o link na minha bio para saber mais sobre as mudanças simples que podemos fazer em nossa vida cotidiana para reduzir a quantidade de poluição do ar que produzimos. Junte-se a mim e ao @onu_meio_ambiente ambiente para #DiaMundialdoMeioAmbiente e compartilhe o que você fará para combater a poluição do ar. Vamos juntos !

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“He’s starting to be less dependent, but so far it’s been pretty relentless and repetitive. A lot of changing diapers and feeding. The same mundane task over and over again. It can be exhausting and depersonalizing. Dad will be staying home and I’m returning to work full time. I’m an emergency room doctor, and that’s where I think I’m most useful to the world. It’s great to be back. If some people love parenting, that’s very lucky. There are certainly moments when it’s wonderful. But to believe motherhood is the most important job in the world, you’d have to believe your child is the most important person in the world.” (Rome, Italy)

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“I used heroin for ten years. It wasn’t a very good life, as you’d expect. I had my son taken from me. I lost my job at the Fiat factory. I spent all my time trying to find money, find dealers, and stay away from police. I hated myself. I couldn’t face anyone. Then one day my friend’s dog had puppies. I’d never had a dog before, but I always liked animals-- so I told him to give me the smallest and ugliest one he had. The one nobody else wanted. And that’s how I got Joe. Joe was the angel of my life. We understood each other. There was no need for words. He followed me around all the time. He slept next to me on the street. The moment I opened my eyes in the morning he would lick my face. He gave me self-esteem. I was a complete loser but at least I could take care of Joe. I could bring him to the park. I could bring him to the vet. I could raise enough money to get his medication. He’s the reason I was finally able to quit heroin. Because if something happened to me, what would happen to him? So I got clean. It was hard but I got clean. Joe lived for another thirteen years. He got a tumor in 2012 and held on a few more months. I barely survived it. I was able to stay off drugs, but I promised myself that I’d never get another dog. It’s just too painful. But two years ago I found Leica beneath a mobile home. She was all skin and bones. She’d been abandoned. I didn’t have a choice. For the first few months I called her Joe. But I had to stop. Because Joe’s gone. And the name doesn’t really matter, anyway. It just matters that I love her.” (Rome, Italy)

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Today in microfashion.... (Barcelona, Spain)

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“Usually people only keep the job for one year. Either it’s a calling or you quit. The pay is not good. Less than $1000 a month. And it’s very physical. I’m supposed to dress, shower, and feed twelve seniors in 2.5 hours. The schedule is so tight because it’s a business. It can seem like the residents are boxes to be moved around. But they’re not boxes. They’re people. I don’t think their families think about them. They put them in a home and assume they’re safe, and well fed, and taken care of. But they’re all sad. They’re numb. Every day is the same thing. When I first started working there, they wouldn’t really cooperate. They just let me grab them without any participation. But I’d always talk to them. Ask them questions. Joke with them. Then one morning I had a fight at home, and was in a bad mood, so I worked in silence. And all the seniors who had been so quiet-- began to ask me what was wrong. That’s when I first realized how much they valued the attention I was giving them. It’s been fifteen years now. I have a lot of friends there. But I’m forty-three already. Recently I had surgery. I’m not sure how many more years I’ll be able to do it. But I try not to think about what will happen when I leave.” (Madrid, Spain)

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We are not perfect , nor we have to pretend to be, but I feel it’s important for us to do our best everyday so we can become the best version of ourselves. 🌼 Nós não somos perfeitos, nem temos que fingir ser. O importante é fazermos o nosso melhor todos os dias, para nos tornarmos a melhor versão de nós mesmos.

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“My mother was getting old and couldn’t work anymore. We never knew where our next meal was coming from. I had a job cleaning houses, but the pay was horrible. So when I was given the opportunity to come to Spain, I knew I had to take it. But the day that I left was horrible. I’d never been outside of Ecuador. I’d never been apart from my mother. Both of us were crying like children at the airport. I had no idea what I’d find when I arrived. My plan was to make a little money, come home, and start a business—maybe a food stand. Just a little something to make our lives easier. Soon after arriving in Spain, I found work cooking and cleaning at a summer camp. It was in the mountains. It was very isolated. But they were kind to me. They gave me extra jobs and allowed me to stay during the offseason. It was very lonely, but I spoke to my mother every day. And I was able to send home almost all the money I made. After seven years I received my residency papers, and I was finally able to go home for a visit. I’d wanted to surprise my mom, but she has high blood pressure—so I told her I was coming. She was standing in the doorway when I arrived. She held me for the longest time. Everything had changed. The house had been empty when I left. Now there was furniture: chairs, sofas, two beds instead of one. A new stove. A fridge full of food. A television—not even one with knobs. It had a real remote. We stayed up all night talking. I told her all about Spain. Eventually I was able to bring her here. We live together now. I see her every day. And I’m working as a home health aide. So if anything happens, I can take care of her.” (Barcelona, Spain)

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“We were just trying to survive. Sometimes I’d wait in line six hours just to buy a piece of bread. Our son is only eleven, and we didn’t want him to realize that we didn’t have any food-- so my wife and I didn’t eat. I lost forty-five pounds. But I still stayed in Venezuela as long as possible. I didn’t want to break up our family. Then one morning I was walking my son to school, and we saw a dead man in the street. He’d been shot. A crowd had gathered. And that’s when I decided to leave. I explained to my son that I’d be home soon. Then I crossed the border into Colombia and took a flight to Spain. I’ve been here for a year now. I live in a flat with four other refugees. I’m making enough as a bike messenger to send home $100 every two weeks. It’s enough to buy them food and medicine and anything else they need. My son always asks when I’ll be home, and I just keep saying ‘soon.’ And even though I’m lonely, I’m much calmer now. Because at least I know they’re eating. The plan has always been to bring them here, but the problem is passports. The government has stopped giving passports. We applied five months ago but nothing happened. So three weeks ago I gave $600 to a man in government. He promised to help. I’ve been checking the application status every day, but still nothing. I don’t know what’s happening. I thought it would be done by now.” (Madrid, Spain)

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“The pauses are the worst. Whenever I’m talking to someone, and I don’t know what to say next, and there’s a pause—that’s when I start looking at the floor. Then the nervous laughter comes in. And I can’t recover. It’s always been difficult for me. Even as a child. Whenever my mom asked me to say ‘hello’ to adults, I’d just look at my feet and mumble under my breath. It comes so naturally to other people. They express themselves so easily. They’re so happy—maybe not always happy-- but light, and carefree. I try. But it feels like I’m trying to be another person. And I get uncomfortable. And the cycle repeats. I always imagine that people would prefer if I wasn’t around. I never went to the disco when I was young. I’ve never had a romantic relationship. I haven’t even kissed a girl. I do have parents that care about me, and they make sure I know. So I’m thankful for that. But I’d like something more. I want to be a dad one day. I’d like to have a career. I’d like to have a family. But if I can’t learn how to talk with people, I’m afraid that none of those things will happen.” (Barcelona, Spain)

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A cara de orgulho e felicidade plantando minha primeira árvore para a floresta Gisele Bündchen em 2008. Plantamos 25.500 mudas de 100 espécies diferentes para recuperar mais de 15 hectares de Mata Atlântica, com o intuito de ajudar a melhorar a qualidade das águas dos rios e lagos na região de Campinas e Bahia. A Mata Atlântica é uma das florestas mais ricas do mundo em biodiversidade, mas atualmente também é um dos biomas mais ameaçados de extinção do planeta. #diadamataatlantica #mataatlantica 🌱 ✨🌳 I was so happy and proud to plant the first tree in the Gisele Bundchen forest, back in 2008. To recover 15 hectares of Atlantic Forest, we planted 25,500 seedlings, which included 100 different species. Our goal was to improve the water quality of the rivers and lakes in the region of Campinas and Bahia. The Atlantic Forest is rich in biodiversity but is currently one of the most endangered biomes on the planet. #atlanticforestday

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“We were middle class in Argentina. I always thought we had enough. But everyone else felt like they needed to escape. They wanted to travel, and have nice homes, and change their cars often. I was the youngest. I’d always believed that we were a family who cared for each other. But apparently some things were more important than being together. My brothers left for America. My parents moved to Europe. Soon I was the only one left. I felt abandoned by everyone. I began to subconsciously make mistakes just to see if anyone cared. I stopped going to class. I isolated myself. I started doing drugs. I’d never even had a drink before, so I wasn’t prepared for that world. I began to have paranoid thoughts. I thought that everyone wanted to harm me. I thought people wanted me to kill myself. In the moment of my biggest crisis, I came to believe that I was Jesus. I called my family on the phone and started saying wild things. My father immediately bought a plane ticket and flew all night to see me. It was New Year’s Eve. When he arrived, he hugged me. I hadn’t slept for a long time. I was so tired. I asked him if we could sleep in the same bed. I was twenty-six years old, but he held me while I fell asleep. He told me: ‘Finally, I’ve gotten my baby back.’” (Barcelona, Spain)

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Being healthy is more than clean diet and exercise. It’s about our attitudes, emotions, beliefs, thoughts and actions. What is our attitude towards life? How are we handling our emotions? Where are we choosing to focus our energy? What are we doing to feel better? Every day is a new day, a new opportunity we have to stop and become more aware. To commit  ourselves to do better. What stories are you  telling yourselves? Remember , we are the co creators of our own reality, what we believe we create! ✨🙏🏼✨ Ser saudável é mais do que ter uma dieta saudável e fazer exercícios. Envolve também nossas atitudes, emoções, crenças, pensamentos e ações. Qual é a nossa atitude em relação à vida? Como estamos lidando com nossas emoções? Onde escolhemos focar nossa energia? O que estamos fazendo para nos sentirmos melhor? Todo dia é um novo dia, uma nova oportunidade que temos para parar e nos tornar mais conscientes. Para nos comprometermos a fazer melhor. Que histórias você está dizendo a si mesmo? Lembre-se, somos os co-criadores da nossa própria realidade, o que nós acreditamos nós criamos!

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“She’s like a second chance for me. I was widowed very young. My husband died in a car crash. Our daughter was only six at the time, and I barely got to see her because I was always working. She was mainly raised by my mother. I remember on the weekends she always wanted to go to the cinema, but I’d suggest other activities because it was our only chance to talk. But things are different with my granddaughter. I have all the time in the world. I can focus on her completely. She lives in another town, but she visits once a week and we spend the whole day together. I look forward to it all week. I prepare her favorite foods-- mostly cheeseburgers because she loves cheeseburgers. We go on walks. And we sit in the park. And we paint a lot. And we read books. This morning we played hide-and-seek in the apartment. Her head was always sticking out, but I pretended not to notice.” (Barcelona, Spain)

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“We really tried to avoid it. We tried. He was my boss. We worked at an important law firm with very serious people. Things like this were forbidden. But it was a high pressure environment and we worked long hours together. There were a lot of conversations. A lot of meals. And eventually we became very good friends. One weekend he came with me to visit my hometown in Galicia. It’s a small fisherman village. My entire family lives there. And that’s where my sister laid a trap. She knew the situation. I didn’t even tell her, but she sensed it. She pulled Javier aside and told him: ‘Take a step, man. Barbara is waiting on this.’ That night we were walking back from dinner. It was foggy and rainy. We stopped in the middle of the street, and he kissed me. I said: ‘Oh God, Barbara. You have a problem.’ I was twenty-six. I was supposed to be jumping from daisy to daisy. It wasn’t time to fall in love. Especially not with my boss. We spent the night together, and the following morning we went to a family meal in the countryside. Everyone was there: my aunts, uncles, everyone. Thirty-five people at a long stone table. And the moment we walked in— all of them started clapping.” (Barcelona, Spain)

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UN’s report stated that roughly 1 million plant and animal species are on the verge of extinction due to human activity and that has disastrous implications for all of us. An analogy that Noah Greenwald used to explain what can happen is the airplane: “You can maybe lose a couple bolts here and there and the plane will still fly. But as you lose more and more parts, you're going to eventually drop from the sky. That's the concern — that we're going to lose these ecosystem services, which provide so much benefit to us.” Our medicines, food , water and the clean air we need for our survival depends on a balanced  ecosystem and if we keep losing species, the ecosystem ability to function becomes compromised. We need a healthy ecosystem not only for our  quality of life but for our very own survival. Is time we stop, rethink and transform the way we live and do business, in order to support biodiversity so all of live can continue to thrive on this beautiful planet for many years to come. #biodiversityday 🌎🐘🐅🦒🌱🐢🦍🌳 O relatório da ONU afirmou que cerca de 1 milhão de espécies de plantas e animais estão à beira da extinção devido à atividade humana e isso tem implicações desastrosas para todos nós. Noah Greenwald fez uma analogia com o avião para explicar o que pode acontecer: “Você pode perder alguns parafusos aqui e ali e o avião continuará voando. Mas à medida que você perde mais e mais partes, o avião poderá cair. Essa é a preocupação - que vamos perder esses serviços que nos proporcionam tantos benefícios ”. Nossos remédios, comida, água e o ar limpo que precisamos para nossa sobrevivência dependem de um ecossistema equilibrado e, se continuarmos perdendo espécies, a capacidade de funcionamento do ecossistema ficará comprometida. Precisamos de um ecossistema saudável não apenas para nossa qualidade de vida, mas também para nossa própria sobrevivência. É hora de parar, repensar e transformar a maneira como vivemos e fazemos negócios, a fim de apoiar a biodiversidade para que todos possam continuar a prosperar neste belo planeta por muitos anos. #diadabiodiversidade

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“My mother fell in love with another guy, and my father took it out on me. He’d make fun of my appearance, my weight, my clothes. He’d call me a ‘whore.’ A ‘crazy girl.’ It all started when I was eleven. It really wore me down. I had no self-confidence. I just wanted to stay in my bedroom and draw in my notebook all the time. It was my way of avoiding him. School wasn’t much better. I didn’t have friends. I knew some people, but nobody well enough that they’d call me at friend. People laughed at me. For being apart. For wearing black clothes. For dying my hair. Whenever I saw a group of kids, I’d just walk in the other direction. Things got really dark for awhile. My art got dark. I couldn’t get out of bed. But things have been better since I’ve gotten to college. Nobody knows me here. It feels like everything is new. And I’m trying to change. I’m trying to be more open. I’m trying to talk to people more. Little by little, I’m becoming a different person. It took me a long time to realize, but I think that maybe I don’t have the same problems I had in the past. Because two years ago I couldn’t even look people in the eye. I definitely wouldn’t have been able to do this interview.” (Madrid, Spain)

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“Everyone tried to talk me out of it. They all said: ‘You’ve been together for such a long time. You have a beautiful life together. You have a beautiful business. You should value the things you have.’ But he lied to me. And whenever I looked at him, all I saw was lies. I just couldn’t stay married. But we were bound by so many things. Our families were close. We had the same friends. We went to all the same places. If I stayed in Havana, we were going to see each other over and over. I just needed to break away. So I made the decision to leave. I almost didn’t get on the plane because I was so scared of starting over. But when I finally landed in Spain, I said to myself: ‘That’s it. It’s done.’ The first weeks were easy because I’d been so eager for a fresh start. But then it all set in. I was all alone here. We’d been together since I was seventeen. For my entire life I had someone supporting me. Someone I could trust. And now I had no one. It felt like I didn’t belong in Spain, but it felt like I didn’t belong in Cuba either. It’s been two years now. It’s been a lot of work, but I’m finally in a good place. I have a new job. I have new friends. I’m starting to have a feeling of ‘home.’ It’s still difficult being away from my family, but I think I made the right decision. These last two years I’ve gone through everything on my own: the happy moments, the sad moments, the painful moments. And I’m feeling fine. I’ve learned that I can face life by myself.” (Madrid, Spain)

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I had so much fun shooting this @vogueparis sport issue. Thank you @emmanuellealt @mikaeljansson @markcarrasquillo @jamespecis✨🤸🏼‍♀🧘🏼‍♀🏄‍♀🏊🏻‍♀🧗🏼‍♀✨ Me diverti muito fotografando a @vogueparis dedicada ao esporte. Obrigada @emmanuellealt @mikaeljansson @markcarrasquillo @jamespecis

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Thank you @elle_spain for dedicating a special eco-green issue focused on environmental awareness! Photos by @ninomunoz . Check it out on-stands today! 🎨 @inmajimenezelle 💄 @_virginiayoung_ 💇🏼‍♀️ @davidvoncannon 💚 Obrigada @elle_spain por dedicar uma edição focada na conscientização ambiental. 📸@ninomunoz 🎨 @inmajimenezelle 💄 @_virginiayoung_ 💇🏼‍♀️ @davidvoncannon

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“We were in the same friend group at university. He was so shy that I thought he was gay. When he drove me home after our first date, I invited him up to my apartment for a drink. He told me he wasn’t thirsty.” (Barcelona, Spain)

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“I’m ninety-six years old. I’d rather just take a pill and get it over with. Whenever I tell that to my wife, she pretends to slap me in the face. But I’m ready to go. And I’d like it to be sudden. I’ve had a good run. I was lucky enough to share my life with someone. She’s ninety now. We’ve had a lot of time together. We have seven grandchildren. Eight great-grandchildren. But there are just so many things I can’t do anymore. I have the money. I have the time. Just not the ability. Whenever I walk, everything hurts. I enjoy sitting here in the park. I think about all the friends that I’ve lost. People come talk to me. Time passes by. But I’m ready. I’m not scared of it. I’d like my soul to go to wherever the souls go.” (Barcelona, Spain)

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My kids have expanded my heart in so many ways. They have given my life new meaning. Thru them, I got to experience the deepest and purest love. Everyday I learn so much with them and they inspire me to be the best that I can be. They are truly the most precious gifts! I am so grateful they chose me to be their mummy. Happy mother’s day to all the mothers out there! I know sometimes we can be hard on ourselves, but all we can do is our best. Sending so much love to all of you! Enjoy your special day! ❤ Meus filhos expandiram meu coração de muitas maneiras. Eles deram à minha vida um novo significado. Através deles, eu pude sentir o amor mais profundo e puro. Todos os dias eu aprendo muito com eles e eles me inspiram a ser o melhor que eu posso ser. Eles são os meus presentes mais preciosos! Sou grata por eles terem me escolhido como mãe. Feliz dia das mães para todas as mães! Sei que às vezes podemos ser muito duras conosco, mas tudo o que podemos fazer é o nosso melhor. Enviando muito amor para todas vocês super mães! Aproveitem seu dia especial!

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Poder dividir um pouco mais da minha história com vocês foi muito especial e descobrir que meu livro está há mais de 6 meses na lista dos mais vendidos no Brasil me deixou emocionada! Eu só tenho a agradecer. Muito obrigada por todas as mensagens e por compartilharem suas histórias comigo. Obrigada do fundo do meu coração. Adoraria saber qual a parte do livro que vocês mais gostaram? Compartilhem nos comentários. Mandando muito amor pra todos vocês. Fiquem com Deus. 🙏🏼❤✨ Sharing a little bit of my story with all of you was so special and finding out that my book has been on the best-selling list for the past 6 months in Brazil is just incredible! I could never imagine this in my wildest dreams. I am so grateful. Thank you for all your lovely messages and for sharing your stories with me. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Which part of the book you enjoyed the most? Please share in the comments. Sending you all much love.

GISELE

Fun night at #MetGala 💕 Noite divertida no Met.

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Every day we have a choice to do things differently. Nothing is permanent. We can decide to change today, try new things, create new healthy habits, learn something new and expand our awareness. We can change it all, one day at a time. Be clear about what you want , believe in yourself and take a leap of faith. #newmoon ✨ Todos os dia temos a oportunidade de fazer as coisas de maneira diferente. Nada é permanente. Podemos decidir mudar hoje, tentar coisas novas, criar novos hábitos saudáveis, aprender algo novo e expandir nossa consciência. Podemos mudar tudo, um dia de cada vez. Seja claro sobre o que você quer, acredite em si mesmo e dê um salto de fé. #luanova

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Feliz 70 anos paizinho. Obrigada por sempre nos apoiar e ser um exemplo de compaixão, garra, humildade e positividade. Tu es o melhor pai do mundo! Te amamos muito !!! ❤️🙏🏼✨👏🏻🎂 Happy 70th birthday dad! Thank you for always supporting us and being an example of compassion, determination, humility and positivity. We love you so much!!!!

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Faça boas ações onde estiver (não importa o quão pequenas possam parecer); são essas pequenas boas ações que juntas enchem o mundo de amor. ✨🙏🏼❤️

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A wise friend of mine gave me a simple yet profound explanation for what is happening today with our planet. “Any living thing that loses one-third of its skin suffers a high fever and is at great risk of dying. This is what is happening to the earth: it has lost one-third of its skin—the trees, the soil, and all the biodiversity surrounding it. Yet instead of helping to regenerate and replenish what has been stripped away, we keep on pillaging and ravaging her.” If someone is sick, you don’t keep doing things that make them sicker, you help them heal! Many people take the soil, the food, the water, the air, and all the gifts that she provides us for granted. Many more believe we are entitled to just take and take from her without a thought of nourishing her back. We’re not! The Earth has been giving us clear signs that we must change our ways. There needs to be balance between how much we need for our survival and how much we need to give back. If we want to thrive, it’s time we take responsibility, change our ways, and start honoring this planet that sustains all of our lives. This is our only home. #earthday 🌍 Um sábio amigo me deu uma explicação simples e profunda sobre o que está acontecendo com o nosso planeta. “Qualquer coisa viva que perca um terço de sua pele sofre com febre alta e corre grande risco de morrer.  E é isso que está acontecendo com a terra que já perdeu um terço de sua pele — as árvores, o solo, o oceano e a biodiversidade que a cerca. Mesmo assim, em vez de ajudar a plantar e restaurar o que foi arrancado, nós continuamos saqueando e destruindo”. Se alguém está doente não seguimos fazendo coisas para deixá-lo mais doente, nós tentamos ajudar! Muitas pessoas não dão o devido valor ao planeta, aos alimentos que comemos e à água que bebemos. Muitos acreditam que temos o direito de nos apropriar de tudo o que a natureza tem a oferecer. Mas não temos! A Terra tem nos dado sinais claros de que devemos mudar o que estamos fazendo. Se quisermos prosperar, é hora de tomar responsabilidade, arregaçar as mangas, fazer algo para ajudar, e começar a honrar este planeta que sustenta todas as nossas vidas. Esta é a nossa única casa. #diadaterra

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#happyeaster 🌈🌈🌈 #felizpascoa

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✨✨ @vivaraonline✨✨#Vivara

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Now #MarkusLanz talking about my book “Lessons”. ✨📺 ✨Agora no programa de tv Markus Lanz falando sobre meu livro “Aprendizados”.

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Recharging 💚 🌳 Recarregando

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Time is the biggest gift any of us is given, and we all have a limited amount of it. The biggest gift we can give anyone is just that—our time, our love. ❤️ O tempo é o maior presente que recebemos, e todos nós temos uma quantidade limitada dele. O maior presente que podemos dar a alguém é apenas isso - nosso tempo, nosso amor.

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Have you ever thought of not having access to fresh clean water? Today, an estimated 1.2 billion people live in areas with water scarcity and over 4 billion are already experiencing shortages at least one month a year. If we want to have clean water, we need to take care of our ecosystem, our forests, our rivers and stop wasting, polluting, and cutting down our trees now. We just need to give nature a little help, and she will regenerate herself. Protecting our planet is everyone's responsibility. Please join me and get informed so you can do your part!! Learn more at http://worldwaterday.org/ #WorldWaterDay 🌳🌎🙏🏼 💧 Você já pensou em não ter acesso a água potável? Hoje, estima-se que 1.2 bilhões de pessoas vivem em áreas com escassez de água e mais de 4 bilhões já estão enfrentando escassez por pelo menos um mês ao ano. Se quisermos ter água limpa, precisamos cuidar do nosso ecossistema, das nossas florestas, dos nossos rios e parar de desperdiçar, poluir e cortar nossas árvores, agora. Nós só precisamos dar uma ajudinha para a natureza que ela mesmo se regenera. Proteger nosso planeta é responsabilidade de todos. Por favor, junte-se a mim e fique informado para que você possa fazer sua parte!! Saiba mais em http://worldwaterday.org/ #diamundialdaagua

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Forests are essential for life on Earth. They are part of our lives in more ways than we realize: they help clean the air we breathe and prevent soil erosion, prevent flooding and replenish groundwater. Forests help in controlling humidity and temperature, influencing rain cycles, as well as providing food, water, medicine, and sheltering invaluable biodiversity. We need standing forests not only to ensure balanced climatic conditions on our planet, but also to enable us to continue enjoying the wonders that nature offers us.  #internationalforestday 🌳🌲🌎🍃 As florestas são essenciais para a vida na Terra. Elas fazem parte do nosso dia a dia muito mais do que podemos imaginar: ajudam a limpar o ar que respiramos e a evitar a erosão do solo, prevenindo inundações e reabastecendo os lençóis freáticos; auxiliam no controle da umidade e temperatura influenciando no ciclo de chuvas, além de prover comida, água, remédios e de abrigar uma biodiversidade inestimável. Precisamos das florestas em pé não só para garantir condições climáticas equilibradas em nosso planeta, mas também para podermos continuar usufruindo das maravilhas que a natureza nos oferece. #diainternacionaldafloresta

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Happy women’s day! I feel so blessed that I got to grow up surrounded by six incredible women: my mom, and my five sisters. We are all so different, but we complement one another, and we help each other grow! As women we are naturally empathetic, loving and caring. We nurture life! Today and every day, I celebrate all women. Let’s support and lift each other up! We are stronger when we are together. 👭❤🌟 Feliz dia das mulheres! Me sinto abençoada por ter crescido rodeada de seis mulheres incríveis, minha mãe e minhas cinco irmãs. Somos todas tão diferentes, mas nos complementamos e ajudamos umas às outras a crescer! Como mulheres somos naturalmente empáticas, amorosas e acolhedoras. Nós nutrimos a vida! Hoje e todos os dias, celebro as mulheres. Vamos apoiar umas às outras! Somos mais fortes quando estamos juntas.

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Só na cabeleira. 💛 @pantenebrasil #cabelopantene

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I’m so happy to be a part of @voguegermany special edition dedicated to the environment and sustainability. Photos by the amazing duo @luigiandiango 🌍 💚 Feliz em fazer parte da edição especial da @voguegermany dedicada ao meio ambiente e sustentabilidade. Fotos pela incrível dupla @luigiandiango .

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I can’t believe it’s already been 10 years since we’ve chose to walk this life together... and what incredible 10 years we’ve had! There is nothing that I love more in this world than you and our family. Thank you for being on this journey with me and for doing the work that it takes to make it so special. May we continue growing together, walking side by side supporting and loving one another for many many years to come. Te amo tanto❤ Não acredito que já faz 10 anos desde que nós escolhemos andar juntos nesta vida ... e que incríveis 10 anos nós tivemos! Não há nada nesse mundo que eu ame mais que você e nossa família. Obrigada por estar nessa jornada comigo e por se dedicar para torná-la tão especial. Que possamos continuar crescendo juntos, caminhando lado a lado, apoiando e amando um ao outro por muitos e muito anos. Te amo tanto.

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I feel so lucky for having the love and support of my friends and family. Thank you for encouraging my passion for caring for the Earth. Also wanted to thank @stellamccartney for my beautiful sustainable dress. ✨❤🙏🏼✨ Tenho muita sorte por ter tanto amor e suporte da minha família e amigos. Obrigada por apoiarem minha paixão por cuidar da Terra. Obrigada Stella McCartney pelo meu vestido sustentável.

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It was an honor to be recognized by UCLA Institute of the Environment & Sustainability @uclaioes along with the amazing @barbrastreisand . Our planet needs our care, now more than ever. We need to listen to the signs Mother Nature has been giving us and change our ways. No matter where we are from, we are ALL sharing this planet…we are all connected! We need to use our unique gifts and collaborate with each other, so we can find ways to preserve this beautiful planet we call home. 🙏🏼🌎✨Foi uma honra ser reconhecida pelo Instituto UCLA do Meio Ambiente e Sustentabilidade juntamente com a incrível Bárbara Streisand. Nosso planeta precisa do nosso cuidado, agora mais do que nunca. Precisamos ouvir os sinais que a Mãe Natureza tem nos dado e mudar nossas atitudes. Não importa de onde somos, todos nós estamos compartilhando este planeta ... estamos todos conectados! Precisamos encontrar maneiras, cada um com seus talentos, para colaborar uns com os outros para preservarmos esse belo planeta que é o nosso lar.

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When I met Karl, I was 17 years old. I remember being so nervous at first, after all, he was the legendary Karl Lagerfeld...but he was one of the sweetest and most gentle men I have met. I feel so lucky that I got to know him and will always remember his powerful presence. You will be missed. 💔 Quando conheci Karl, tinha 17 anos. Lembro-me de estar muito nervosa, afinal ele era o lendário Karl Lagerfeld...mas ele foi um dos homens mais doces e gentis que já conheci. Me sinto sortuda por ter tido este privilégio. Sempre me lembrarei de sua poderosa presença. Sentiremos a sua falta. 💔

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I love being in the middle of nature. Taking off my shoes and walking barefoot, watching the birds flying, surfing early in the morning and watching the sun rise, are some of the things that bring me the most joy. Nature always brings me balance and peace. It heals and nourishes my soul. 🌳🙏🏼🌊🏄‍♀️ 💚☀️Amo estar em meio à natureza. Tirar os sapatos e caminhar descalça, observar os pássaros voando, surfar de manhã cedinho e ver o sol nascer são algumas das coisas que me trazem maior alegria. A natureza sempre me traz equilíbrio e paz. Ela cura e nutre a minha alma. #gratidaomaeterra

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Happy Valentine’s day! Te amo! ❤️ Photo: @ninomunoz

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Words have power. If love and kindness lie behind these words, they become charged with positivity and can have a magical effect. But if thoughts and words arise from anger or jealousy, they can do a lot of damage. When you are not feeling good, stop, breathe, so you won’t say things you can regret later. Let’s use our words to spread LOVE and create a more loving world. ✨❤️ ✨ As palavras têm poder. Se o amor e a bondade estão por trás dessas palavras, elas se tornam carregadas de positividade e podem ter um efeito mágico. Mas se seus pensamentos e palavras vierem da raiva ou da inveja, podem causar danos. Quando você não está se sentindo bem, pare, respire, para não dizer coisas que você pode se arrepender depois. Vamos usar nossas palavras para espalhar o AMOR e criar um mundo mais amoroso.

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What a special night. Congratulations Patriots! Congratulations my love! Your tireless commitment, discipline and hard work never ceases to amaze me. We love you! Photo: Kevin C. Cox 👏🏻✨❤️🙏 Que noite especial. Parabéns Patriots! Parabéns meu amor! Seu comprometimento incansável, disciplina e trabalho duro sempre me surpreendem. Nós te amamos!

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Let’s go papai !!! Let’s go pats !!! 💙❤️✨✨✨✨✨✨

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I got your back! ❤️

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Tonight is a perfect time to release what no longer serves us and refocus on what we want to manifest. Take a moment to be with yourself, quite your mind, meditate, journal and celebrate how far you have come. Envision what you want to create and plant those seeds. We are capable of manifesting whatever we choose to focus on. Remember wherever you energy goes is what grows! The future is being created by you right now! Fill your heart with gratitude, set your intentions and go for it!!! #fullmoonlunareclipse ✨✨✨🌕✨✨✨ Esta noite é o momento perfeito para liberar o que não nos serve mais e focar no que queremos manifestar. Tire um tempo para estar consigo mesmo, reflita, escreva, acalme sua mente, e comemore o quão longe você chegou. Pense no que você quer criar e plante as sementes. Nós somos capazes de manifestar qualquer coisa na qual colocamos nosso foco. Lembre-se, onde você coloca sua energia é onde as coisas irão acontecer! O futuro está sendo criado por você agora mesmo! Preencha seu coração com gratidão, defina suas intenções e vá atrás delas!!! #eclipselunar #luacheia