<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:17:29.839-02:00</updated><category term='filtro de sonhos'/><category term='fadas'/><category term='pentagrama'/><category term='amigos'/><category term='poesia'/><category term='Vou Me Transformar'/><category term='gnomos'/><category term='bruxas'/><category term='Paulo Celso P. de A. Almada'/><category term='artesanato'/><category term='elfos'/><category term='duendes'/><title type='text'>AS BRUXAS DA CASA AMARELA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-1664927951785440881</id><published>2011-12-16T23:38:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T23:38:23.405-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ar Livre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A1McDNl62Kk/TuvwqvEslEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dDmS6w1XUZs/s1600/mar.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A1McDNl62Kk/TuvwqvEslEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dDmS6w1XUZs/s320/mar.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A menina translúcida passa.&lt;br /&gt;Vê-se a luz do sol dentro dos seus dedos.&lt;br /&gt;Brilha em sua narina o coral do dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leva o arco-íris em cada fio de cabelo.&lt;br /&gt;Em sua pele, madrepérolas hesitantes&lt;br /&gt;pintam leves alvoradas de neblina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evaporam-se-lhe os vestidos na paisagem.&lt;br /&gt;É apenas o vento que vai levando seu corpo pelas alamedas.&lt;br /&gt;A cada passo, uma flor, a cada movimento, um pássaro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando pára na ponte, as águas todas vão correndo,&lt;br /&gt;em verdes lágrimas para dentro dos seus olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Cecília Meireles)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-1664927951785440881?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/1664927951785440881/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=1664927951785440881' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/1664927951785440881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/1664927951785440881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2011/12/ar-livre.html' title='Ar Livre'/><author><name>Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01672901708201883392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DNx0z5NmBDM/TjS232kuZPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/xv1MunjaIC0/s220/lua%2Bvioleta.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A1McDNl62Kk/TuvwqvEslEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dDmS6w1XUZs/s72-c/mar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-4095596865887779872</id><published>2011-11-24T18:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T18:01:38.174-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Meb4TV0S70/Ts6iJoIIbBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qhn9i-eoMsM/s1600/imagens+legais17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Meb4TV0S70/Ts6iJoIIbBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qhn9i-eoMsM/s320/imagens+legais17.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"&gt;"Permita que suas palavras sejam suaves e seus argumentos fortes. A linguagem da doçura e da leveza é muito importante para eliminar e reduzir as chances de provocar os outros. Não podemos nos livrar da raiva em apenas um dia ou uma semana. Temos que ser pacientes conosco. Paz vem da observação da boa conduta e de evitar conflito com a própria consciência. Uma mente calma não é apenas pacífica, ela é divina."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center" class="ecxyiv2027329624MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;(Bridget Menezes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="ecxyiv2027329624MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="ecxyiv2027329624MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Um abençoado fim de semana à todos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="ecxyiv2027329624MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;namastê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="ecxyiv2027329624MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="ecxyiv2027329624MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Lua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-4095596865887779872?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/4095596865887779872/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=4095596865887779872' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/4095596865887779872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/4095596865887779872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2011/11/permita-que-suas-palavras-sejam-suaves.html' title=''/><author><name>Lua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01672901708201883392</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DNx0z5NmBDM/TjS232kuZPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/xv1MunjaIC0/s220/lua%2Bvioleta.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Meb4TV0S70/Ts6iJoIIbBI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qhn9i-eoMsM/s72-c/imagens+legais17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-8298779720830118390</id><published>2011-09-21T17:52:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T18:04:13.617-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Belas as flores da renovação!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nwa3gym4HyE/TnpQh_0XmAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0iS_5LRFigo/s1600/arvore%2Bcelta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 311px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654920827114067970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nwa3gym4HyE/TnpQh_0XmAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0iS_5LRFigo/s320/arvore%2Bcelta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Primavera se aproxima e com ela o resultado de todas as mudanças as quais ja atingiram estados de tristeza, sofrimento, susto! ou ainda felicidade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O processo pode parecer doloroso, porém, traz consigo resultados maravilhosos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ano do coelho...da fertilidade! das três forças e do sagrado espirito da Terra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que abra assim como um despertar, uma sagrada flor no coração de cada ser. E que esta, renove todos os pensamentos...transmute todas as tristezas e que Ostara, com sua infindável beleza inunde todos os cantos do mundo com seu brilho de amor e sua luz ofuscante que faz com que cada um que a perceba seja mais uma semente da nova Era!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que a Grande Mãe esteja conosco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namastê&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaarael Thirvain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lua&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-8298779720830118390?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/8298779720830118390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=8298779720830118390' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/8298779720830118390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/8298779720830118390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2011/09/belas-as-flores-da-renovacao.html' title='Belas as flores da renovação!'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nwa3gym4HyE/TnpQh_0XmAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0iS_5LRFigo/s72-c/arvore%2Bcelta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-7625470046347830253</id><published>2011-08-16T20:53:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T21:43:03.064-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu sou filho da nação do Arco-íres!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zhlvyhk94uU/TksOXiez63I/AAAAAAAAAFI/QFH2DtAFPgk/s1600/bb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641618755767495538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zhlvyhk94uU/TksOXiez63I/AAAAAAAAAFI/QFH2DtAFPgk/s320/bb3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Observe a cor. Ouça a música. Escreva sonhos. Viva o momento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Não existe caminho para a falicidade...A felicidade é o caminho!" (M.Gandhi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-7625470046347830253?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/7625470046347830253/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=7625470046347830253' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/7625470046347830253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/7625470046347830253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2011/08/eu-sou-filho-da-nacao-do-arco-ires.html' title='Eu sou filho da nação do Arco-íres!'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zhlvyhk94uU/TksOXiez63I/AAAAAAAAAFI/QFH2DtAFPgk/s72-c/bb3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-5695608361776615351</id><published>2011-07-29T15:17:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T16:57:45.997-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lua Violeta - A lua da transmutação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbLP6ibpluM/TjMA5kNMuyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/0xYosRV8BcI/s1600/lua%2Bvioleta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634848547742202658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbLP6ibpluM/TjMA5kNMuyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/0xYosRV8BcI/s320/lua%2Bvioleta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Assim como podem ocorrer duas Luas Cheias no mesmo mês (sendo a segunda denominada Lua Azul), também podem ocorrer duas Luas Novas, recebendo o nome de Lua Violeta à fase de três dias que antecede a segunda Lua Nova.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A Lua Violeta possui este nome pelo seu forte poder transmutador e purificador, não é tão conhecida como a Lua Azul, entretanto possui equivalente força.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nesta Lua, presencia-se um momento misterioso e sagrado que deve ser dedicado à introspecção, à contemplação silenciosa e às reflexões. Desta forma, pode-se alcançar maior compreençao de sua verdadeira essência, seus valores e de sua missão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Invoca-se as Deusas Da Lua Negra, do Destino, seu anjo da guarda e seus protetores espirituais. (Eu, particularmente, por ter afinidade com a Fraternidade Branca sou adepta aos decretos, por isso, na Lua Violeta acredito ter magnifica força a invocação do sétimo Mestre, Saint Germain da chama violeta). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Vista-se de tons de roxo ou o usual branco. Acenda velas brancas e violetas e crie seu próprio ritual conforme sua intuição. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Para intensificar ainda mais este momento místico, com a ajuda de sua Sacerdotisa interior adentre o portal da sabedoria e receba os ensinamentos para as mudanças Físicas e espirituais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A Nova Era bate à porta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Namastê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Vaarael Thirvain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sellina Thawynyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-5695608361776615351?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/5695608361776615351/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=5695608361776615351' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/5695608361776615351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/5695608361776615351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2011/07/lua-violeta-lua-da-transmutacao.html' title='Lua Violeta - A lua da transmutação'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbLP6ibpluM/TjMA5kNMuyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/0xYosRV8BcI/s72-c/lua%2Bvioleta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-8986490287232743173</id><published>2011-07-04T21:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T21:41:57.554-03:00</updated><title type='text'>vestidinho encantado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hoouNy0EfMM/ThJXBnx99dI/AAAAAAAAAEo/OvtoRHmVf5U/s1600/CIMG0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625654569909220818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hoouNy0EfMM/ThJXBnx99dI/AAAAAAAAAEo/OvtoRHmVf5U/s320/CIMG0176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...já dizia a vovó:"essa flor minha querida, é a roupinha das fadas!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-8986490287232743173?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/8986490287232743173/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=8986490287232743173' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/8986490287232743173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/8986490287232743173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2011/07/vestidinho-encantado.html' title='vestidinho encantado'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hoouNy0EfMM/ThJXBnx99dI/AAAAAAAAAEo/OvtoRHmVf5U/s72-c/CIMG0176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-1898422521681811859</id><published>2010-03-21T15:18:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T15:40:24.612-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mabon- Equinócio de Outono</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/S6ZlpVqggLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/mIP31Xy_LMk/s1600-h/outono.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451156159843041458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/S6ZlpVqggLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/mIP31Xy_LMk/s320/outono.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-: PT-BRfont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;strong&gt;MABON (20 de março no Hemisfério Sul)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-: PT-BRfont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;O Sabbat do Equinócio do Outono (também conhecido como Sabbat de Outono, Mabon e Alban Elfed), é o Segundo Festival da Colheita e a época de celebrar o término da colheita dos grãos que começou &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:personname productid="em Lammas. Também" st="on"&gt;em Lammas. Também&lt;/st1:personname&gt; é a época de agradecer, meditar e fazer uma introspecção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse dia sagrado, os Bruxos dedicam-se novamente à Arte, sendo realizadas cerimônias de iniciação pela Alta Sacerdotiza e pelos Sacerdotes dos Covens. Muitas tradições wiccanas realizam um rito especial para a descida da deusa Perséfone ao Submundo, como parte da celebração do Equinócio do Outono. De acordo com o mito antigo, no dia do Equinócio de Outono, Hades (o deus grego do Submundo) encontrou-se com Perséfone, que colhia flores. Ficou tão encantado com sua beleza jovem que, instantaneamente, se apaixonou por ela, Agarrou-a, raptou-a e levou-a em sua carruagem para a escuridão do seu reino a fim de governar eternamente ao seu lado como sua imortal Rainha do Submundo. A deusa Deméter procurou, por todos os lugares, sua filha levada à força, e, não a encontrando, seu sofrimento foi tão intenso que as flores e as árvores murcharam e morreram. Os grandes deuses do Olimpo negociaram o retorno de Perséfone; porém, enquanto ela estava com Hades, foi enganada e comeu uma pequena semente de romã, tendo, então, que passar metade de cada ano com Hades no Submundo, por toda a eternidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os alimentos pagãos tradicionais do Sabbat do Equinócio do Outono são os produtos do milho e do trigo, pães, nozes, vegetais, maçãs, raízes (cenouras, cebolas, batatas, etc.), cidra e romãs (para abençoar a jornada de Perséfone ao tenebroso reino do Submundo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Incensos:&lt;/b&gt; benjoim, mirra, sálvia, flor do maracujá e papoulas vermelhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cores das velas:&lt;/b&gt; marrom, verde, laranja, amarela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pedras preciosas sagradas:&lt;/b&gt; cornalina, lapis-lazuli, safira, ágata amarela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ervas ritualísticas tradicionais:&lt;/b&gt; bolota, áster, benjoim, fetos, madressilva, malmequer, plantas de sumo leitoso, mirra, folhas do carvalho, flor do maracujá, pinho, rosas, salva, selo-de-salomão e cardo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-1898422521681811859?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/1898422521681811859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=1898422521681811859' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/1898422521681811859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/1898422521681811859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2010/03/mabon-equinocio-de-outono.html' title='Mabon- Equinócio de Outono'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/S6ZlpVqggLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/mIP31Xy_LMk/s72-c/outono.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-9073974915019526822</id><published>2009-09-07T19:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:21:46.292-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Raulzito!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SqWHSKWVwQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lBpIjWzf81o/s1600-h/junho+2009+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378854076049375490" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SqWHSKWVwQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lBpIjWzf81o/s320/junho+2009+258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O mascote da casa amarela!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-9073974915019526822?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/9073974915019526822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=9073974915019526822' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/9073974915019526822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/9073974915019526822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2009/09/raulzito.html' title='Raulzito!!'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SqWHSKWVwQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lBpIjWzf81o/s72-c/junho+2009+258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-4798789659700911126</id><published>2009-05-05T20:26:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:44:22.038-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A FADA DAS CRIANÇAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332486300321531634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SgDMCZRNRvI/AAAAAAAAADc/yVgbymfZlGo/s320/baba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do seu longínquo reino cor-de-rosa,&lt;br /&gt;Voando pela noite silenciosa,&lt;br /&gt;A fada das crianças vem, luzindo.&lt;br /&gt;Papoulas a coroam, e, cobrindo&lt;br /&gt;Seu corpo todo, a tornam misteriosa.&lt;br /&gt;À criança que dorme chega leve,&lt;br /&gt;E, pondo-lhe na fronte a mão de neve,&lt;br /&gt;Os seus cabelos de ouro acaricia&lt;br /&gt;–E sonhos lindos, como ninguém teve,&lt;br /&gt;A sentir a criança principia.&lt;br /&gt;E todos os brinquedos se transformam&lt;br /&gt;Em coisas vivas, e um cortejo formam:&lt;br /&gt;Cavalos e soldados e bonecas,&lt;br /&gt;Ursos e pretos, que vêm, vão e tornam,&lt;br /&gt;E palhaços que tocam em rabecas…&lt;br /&gt;E há figuras pequenas e engraçadas&lt;br /&gt;Que brincam e dão saltos e passadas…&lt;br /&gt;Mas vem o dia, e, leve e graciosa,&lt;br /&gt;Pé ante pé, volta a melhor das fadas&lt;br /&gt;Ao seu longínquo reino cor-de-rosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-4798789659700911126?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/4798789659700911126/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=4798789659700911126' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/4798789659700911126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/4798789659700911126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2009/05/fada-das-criancas-do-seu-longinquo.html' title='A FADA DAS CRIANÇAS'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SgDMCZRNRvI/AAAAAAAAADc/yVgbymfZlGo/s72-c/baba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-5573861972653103730</id><published>2009-05-05T20:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:25:21.562-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Também existem as fadas da casa amarela...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SgDKl9Ta08I/AAAAAAAAADM/wm_IK8a1HJY/s1600-h/lele.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332484712266650562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SgDKl9Ta08I/AAAAAAAAADM/wm_IK8a1HJY/s320/lele.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elas cantam e dançam, trazendo amor e alegria!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-5573861972653103730?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/5573861972653103730/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=5573861972653103730' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/5573861972653103730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/5573861972653103730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2009/05/tambem-existem-as-fadas-da-casa-amarela.html' title='Também existem as fadas da casa amarela...'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SgDKl9Ta08I/AAAAAAAAADM/wm_IK8a1HJY/s72-c/lele.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-3319211598441643152</id><published>2009-04-02T18:18:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T15:17:37.870-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><title type='text'>Magia com trilha sonora...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SdU6MGHk9vI/AAAAAAAAADE/kOYFGWI8KJg/s1600-h/cali+e+adarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320222514283345650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SdU6MGHk9vI/AAAAAAAAADE/kOYFGWI8KJg/s320/cali+e+adarah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabath no Gomeral&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ao atravessar o rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Passando pelo portal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Adentro ao caminho mágico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Em forma de espiral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As árvores sopram palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;O vento sabe meu nome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As flores cantam suave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cantam para beltane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Subo até a fogueira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Vou até o final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;é noite de lua cheia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sabath no gomeral (Refrão)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Descemos na cachoeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cantamos em devoção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Chamamos pelos Deuses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sorrindo com gratidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dançando sob as estrelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Contemplando o céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cantando para a lua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;E bebendo hidromel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Willa Wynath (Juh Quissak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-3319211598441643152?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/3319211598441643152/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=3319211598441643152' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/3319211598441643152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/3319211598441643152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2009/04/musica-para-sabath.html' title='Magia com trilha sonora...!'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SdU6MGHk9vI/AAAAAAAAADE/kOYFGWI8KJg/s72-c/cali+e+adarah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-1113559491639922778</id><published>2008-11-26T15:16:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T09:29:05.271-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artesanato'/><title type='text'>Amor é a resposta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SS2GMdWr7MI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3nDpX_ZnGAE/s1600-h/21+filtro+no+cip%2B%C2%A6+caboclo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273018287317052610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SS2GMdWr7MI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3nDpX_ZnGAE/s320/21+filtro+no+cip%2B%C2%A6+caboclo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem decora sua casa com fadas, bruxas, gnomos, &lt;em&gt;dreamcatchers&lt;/em&gt; etc, recebe em troca apenas amor.&lt;br /&gt;Simples assim! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não existem intenções ocultas ou poderes mágicos no que é feito pelas bruxas da Casa Amarela. Somente um genuíno amor pelo que fazem e felicidade em alegrar que compra ou ganha algo feito por nós!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tudo o que é artesanal carrega um pouco da energia de quem o fez, por isso cada peça é única e especial!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A magia está dentro de cada um!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os moradores da Casa Amarela acreditam na Lei Tríplice: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tudo o que fizeres voltará em triplo, para ti"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-1113559491639922778?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/1113559491639922778/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=1113559491639922778' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/1113559491639922778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/1113559491639922778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2008/11/amor-resposta.html' title='Amor é a resposta'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SS2GMdWr7MI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3nDpX_ZnGAE/s72-c/21+filtro+no+cip%2B%C2%A6+caboclo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-8185467242171238168</id><published>2008-11-24T18:42:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:46:08.472-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filtro de sonhos'/><title type='text'>Quando o segundo sol chegar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SSsSUYd_EsI/AAAAAAAAAC0/qNqPl0WqUNE/s1600-h/31+filtro+marrom+e+dourado+25,00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SSh2j5-rk6I/AAAAAAAAACs/4nbbokyyB3c/s200/25+a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quem entra na casa amarela, sente a magia no ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este encantamento vem da dona da casa. Mas não, não é feitiço!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É amor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ela recebe todos com carinho e gentileza. Faz com que quem visita a casa sinta-se em casa também!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É comum as pessoas dizerem:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Nossa, quando entrei aqui, senti uma coisa boa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas esta bruxaria todos podem fazer em suas casas. O segredo é gostar de gente!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-3333518079962599894?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/3333518079962599894/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=3333518079962599894' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/3333518079962599894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/3333518079962599894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2008/11/casa-sua.html' title='A casa é sua!'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SSh2j5-rk6I/AAAAAAAAACs/4nbbokyyB3c/s72-c/25+a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-6856121406914697428</id><published>2008-11-20T19:42:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T19:44:35.113-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vou Me Transformar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Celso P. de A. Almada'/><title type='text'>Poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;o pai ensina para o filho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o ofício&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que já é arte nas mãos do pai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o ofício &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vai se redescobrir como arte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nas mãos do filho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...fazer o pão, servir gentilezas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entortar o ferro e amadeira...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;como são tantos os segredos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que fazem as coisas deixarem de ser coisas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pra virarem essência&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-6856121406914697428?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/6856121406914697428/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=6856121406914697428' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/6856121406914697428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/6856121406914697428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2008/11/poesia.html' title='Poesia'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-9035549737147417412</id><published>2008-11-17T15:51:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:58:10.869-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fadas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duendes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bruxas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elfos'/><title type='text'>Criancas voam com as fadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SSGwcm0sX3I/AAAAAAAAACk/v2JmSPOewvY/s1600-h/5+fadas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269687044504575858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SSGwcm0sX3I/AAAAAAAAACk/v2JmSPOewvY/s320/5+fadas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na Casa Amarela, também vivem crianças.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;São duas menininhas que se misturam com as fadas e seres mágicos do jardim, de forma que às vezes não são encontradas... Os adultos as procuram por todos os lugares, enquanto elas brincam com as criaturas encantadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As bruxas da Casa, no entanto, sabem que se houver no ar um mistorioso pó em tons de ouro, não precisam se preocupar. Sabem que crianças são sempre bem vindas no mundo mágico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bebês nascem com asas. Pena que muitos adultos se esquecem de como usá-las...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-9035549737147417412?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/9035549737147417412/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=9035549737147417412' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/9035549737147417412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/9035549737147417412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2008/11/na-casa-amarela-tambm-vivem-crianas.html' title='Criancas voam com as fadas'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SSGwcm0sX3I/AAAAAAAAACk/v2JmSPOewvY/s72-c/5+fadas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-1112768239709539184</id><published>2008-11-13T16:44:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:59:30.361-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filtro de sonhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pentagrama'/><title type='text'>Então um dia pendurei meu pentagrama na entrada da minha casa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRx47rkgeJI/AAAAAAAAACU/tVEEqhJ3Hcc/s1600-h/20+pentagrama+m%2B%C2%AEdio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268218630820100242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 66px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRx47rkgeJI/AAAAAAAAACU/tVEEqhJ3Hcc/s200/20+pentagrama+m%2B%C2%AEdio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na Casa Amarela existem muitos pentagramas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estes símbolos já foram bastante discriminados e identificados de forma errada com "forças do mal".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Não se praticam artes do mal na Casa Amarela. Por isso é uma casa feliz, onde pássaros e crianças sentem-se livres e felizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O pentagrama é um símbolo da criação mágica, e também do equilíbrio do homem. É o homem que domina o espírito sobre a matéria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando se está em equilíbrio, a alegria pode ocupar o seu lugar. Por isso as bruxas e magos que habitam a Casa Amarela gostam de pentagramas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estão em busca do equilíbrio e da felicidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo o que fizer retornará para ti triplicado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-1112768239709539184?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/1112768239709539184/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=1112768239709539184' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/1112768239709539184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/1112768239709539184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2008/11/na-casa-amarela-existem-muitos.html' title='Então um dia pendurei meu pentagrama na entrada da minha casa'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRx47rkgeJI/AAAAAAAAACU/tVEEqhJ3Hcc/s72-c/20+pentagrama+m%2B%C2%AEdio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-8916127825491011363</id><published>2008-11-11T19:56:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:00:47.306-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filtro de sonhos'/><title type='text'>Protegendo os sonhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MywTuwOPHgw/SRn_y1lIx5I/AAAAAAAAABk/wMMp7Iz-Fjo/s1600-h/19+filtro+m%C3%A9dio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267522488027891602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MywTuwOPHgw/SRn_y1lIx5I/AAAAAAAAABk/wMMp7Iz-Fjo/s320/19+filtro+m%C3%A9dio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Mais uma lenda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Uma aranha fiava sua teia próximo à cama da avó (Nokomi).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Todos os diasa avó observava a aranha trabalhar. Alguns dias depois, o neto entrou e ao ver a aranha na teia, pegou uma pedra para matá-la. Mas a avó não deixou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;O garoto achou estranho, mas respeitou o seu desejo. A velha mulher voltou-se para observar mais uma vez o trabalho do animal e, então, a aranha falou: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;- Obrigada por salvar minha vida. Vou dar-lhe um presente por isso. Na próxima Lua nova vou fiar uma teia na sua janela. Quero que você observe com atenção e aprenda como tecer os fios. Porque esta teia vai servir para capturar todos os maus sonhos e as energias ruins. O pequeno furo no centro vai deixar passar os bons sonhos e fazê-los chegarem até você. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Quando a Lua chegou, a avó viu a aranha tecer sua teia mágica e, agradecida, não cabia em si de felicidade pelo maravilhoso presente: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;- Aprenda, dizia a aranha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Finalmente, exausta, a avó dormiu. Quando os primeiros raios de sol surgiram no céu ela acordou e viu a teia brilhando como jóia graças às gotas de orvalho capturadas nos fios. A brisa trouxe penas de pomba que também ficaram presas na teia, dançando alegremente e, por último, um corvo pousou na teia e deixou uma longa pena pendurada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Por entre as malhas da teia, o Pai Sol sorria alegremente. E a avó, feliz, ensinou todos da tribo a fazerem os filtros de sonhos. E até hoje eles vêm afastando os pesadelos de muita gente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Quem sabe não vai funcionar com você também?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-8916127825491011363?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/8916127825491011363/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=8916127825491011363' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/8916127825491011363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/8916127825491011363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2008/11/protegendo-os-sonhos.html' title='Protegendo os sonhos'/><author><name>cricca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MywTuwOPHgw/SRN9orlOSrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/GcsVVt6Hk90/S220/93.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MywTuwOPHgw/SRn_y1lIx5I/AAAAAAAAABk/wMMp7Iz-Fjo/s72-c/19+filtro+m%C3%A9dio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-562020452281366099</id><published>2008-11-11T15:46:00.010-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:01:20.058-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fadas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elfos'/><title type='text'>Fadas, elfos e outros seres mágicos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRnRn88Vc-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/Sy9ogjOR3Zk/s1600-h/8+fado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267471723490800610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRnRn88Vc-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/Sy9ogjOR3Zk/s200/8+fado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Qual o masculino de Fada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dizem que os elfos são o complemento masculino das fadas. Mas as Bruxas da Casa Amarela garantem que já virão fadas masculinas, e elfos femininos... Os elfos gostam de morar debaixo da terra e não tem asas. Enquanto as fadas adoram o ar livre e adoram voar! Existem também os elfos da luz, que são mais luminosos que o sol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Convide fadas e elfos para entrar em sua casa! Eles adoram doces, bolos, mel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E se você sentir uma leve brisa e tiver um ataque incontrolável de bobeira&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRnRbhK3P5I/AAAAAAAAABs/LrXnsX1IpMk/s1600-h/8+fado.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e riso, vai saber que seu convite foi aceito!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-562020452281366099?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/562020452281366099/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=562020452281366099' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/562020452281366099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/562020452281366099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2008/11/qual-o-masculino-de-fada-dizem-que-os.html' title='Fadas, elfos e outros seres mágicos'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRnRn88Vc-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/Sy9ogjOR3Zk/s72-c/8+fado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-1818500104867087706</id><published>2008-11-10T15:43:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:01:38.434-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vou Me Transformar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Celso P. de A. Almada'/><title type='text'>Mais poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;pequeninas-de-olhos-incertos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a presença de vocês em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se faz de modo correto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assim me encontro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e vou adiante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neste mundo torto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Para as minhas sobrinhas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-1818500104867087706?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/1818500104867087706/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=1818500104867087706' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/1818500104867087706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/1818500104867087706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2008/11/pequeninas-de-olhos-incertos-presena-de.html' title='Mais poesia'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-6725458829178323531</id><published>2008-11-10T15:28:00.010-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:02:06.322-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duendes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gnomos'/><title type='text'>Gnomos e duendes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRhwEPeLOfI/AAAAAAAAABc/rmEfo3KJC3Q/s1600-h/12+gnomos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267082982384679410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRhwEPeLOfI/AAAAAAAAABc/rmEfo3KJC3Q/s200/12+gnomos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Não são só bruxas e fadas que habitam esta casa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Muito gnomos e duendes vivem por lá também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eles preferem morar no jardim, mas volta e meia entram na casa para travessuras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mudam umas coisas de lugar, escondem outras... Uma bagunça!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRhv6-c-HGI/AAAAAAAAABU/BfhVEkmSGX4/s1600-h/30+casa+gnomo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267082823197400162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRhv6-c-HGI/AAAAAAAAABU/BfhVEkmSGX4/s200/30+casa+gnomo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Para prevenir, o jeito é deixar sempre uma guloseima para eles. De preferência, maçãs, que eles adoram!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E no seu jardim, viviem criaturas mágicas também?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-6725458829178323531?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/6725458829178323531/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=6725458829178323531' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/6725458829178323531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/6725458829178323531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-so-s-bruxas-e-fadas-que-habitam-esta.html' title='Gnomos e duendes'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRhwEPeLOfI/AAAAAAAAABc/rmEfo3KJC3Q/s72-c/12+gnomos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-90243533820338230</id><published>2008-11-06T21:31:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:02:29.375-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filtro de sonhos'/><title type='text'>Dreamcatcher (Filtro dos Sonhos)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MywTuwOPHgw/SRN-r7ehuSI/AAAAAAAAABU/lpC68qk38uw/s1600-h/31+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265691682491447586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MywTuwOPHgw/SRN-r7ehuSI/AAAAAAAAABU/lpC68qk38uw/s320/31+a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Conta uma velha lenda dos nativos norte-americanos que IKTOMI, a aranha, apareceu a um velho índio e comunicou-se em linguagem sagrada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A Aranha pegou um aro de cipó e começou a tecer uma teia com cabelo de cavalo e as oferendas recebidas. Enquanto tecia, o espírito da Aranha falou sobre os ciclos da vida, do nascimento á morte e das boas e más forças que atuam sobre nós em cada uma dessas fases. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ela dizia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- Se você trabalhar com forças boas, será guiado na direção certa e entrará em harmonia com a natureza. Do contrário, irá para direção que causará dor e infortúnios. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;No final, a Aranha devolveu ao velho índio o aro de cipó com uma teia no centro dizendo-lhe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- No centro está a teia que representa o ciclo da vida. Use-a para ajudar seu povo a alcançar seus objetivos, fazendo bom uso de suas idéias, sonhos e visões. Eles vêm de um lugar chamado Espírito do Mundo que se ocupa do ar da noite com sonhos bons e ruins. A teia quando pendurada se move livremente e consegue pegar sonhos, quando eles ainda estão no ar. Os bons sonhos sabem o caminho e deslizam suavemente pelas penas até alcançar quem está dormindo. Já os ruins ficam presos no círculo até o nascer do sol, e desaparecem com a primeira luz do novo dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-90243533820338230?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/90243533820338230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=90243533820338230' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/90243533820338230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/90243533820338230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2008/11/dreamcatcher-filtro-dos-sonhos-conta.html' title='Dreamcatcher (Filtro dos Sonhos)'/><author><name>cricca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MywTuwOPHgw/SRN9orlOSrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/GcsVVt6Hk90/S220/93.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MywTuwOPHgw/SRN-r7ehuSI/AAAAAAAAABU/lpC68qk38uw/s72-c/31+a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-4234808484740617438</id><published>2008-11-06T15:51:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:02:47.316-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bruxas'/><title type='text'>Um bruxa adolescente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRMvtgTHZSI/AAAAAAAAABM/lMXXPkYaENk/s1600-h/10+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265604848136971554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRMvtgTHZSI/AAAAAAAAABM/lMXXPkYaENk/s200/10+a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na casa amarela, mora uma bruxinha que vive lá desde bebê (com algumas escapadas!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando criança, ela tinha um jardim mágico e brincava com cristais. Esta bruxa é hoje uma adolescente, mas tem a alma muito sábia e muito antiga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seu interior se reflete em sua aparência, e todos que a conhecem se encantam com sua beleza. Sua magia é poderosa e seus encantos têm longo alcance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-4234808484740617438?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/4234808484740617438/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=4234808484740617438' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/4234808484740617438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/4234808484740617438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2008/11/na-casa-amarela-mora-uma-bruxinha-que.html' title='Um bruxa adolescente'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRMvtgTHZSI/AAAAAAAAABM/lMXXPkYaENk/s72-c/10+a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-3465429100162972044</id><published>2008-11-05T18:56:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:03:05.709-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fadas'/><title type='text'>As crianças são sábias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRIK_ojk4mI/AAAAAAAAABE/sCgEY9Nbwj8/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265283002684203618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRIK_ojk4mI/AAAAAAAAABE/sCgEY9Nbwj8/s200/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As crianças (sempre elas) sabem que esta não é uma casa como as outras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Por isso, são capazes de enxergar as fadas, gnomos, bruxas e outras criaturas mágicas que vivem no jardim da casa. E que gostam de se ocultar nos cantinhos escuros da casa para brincar de esconde-esconde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alguns adultos são capazes de ver fadas. Mas são poucos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você consegue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRIJUgmLfgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uKOqi4nfAc0/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-3465429100162972044?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/3465429100162972044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=3465429100162972044' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/3465429100162972044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/3465429100162972044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2008/11/as-crianas-sempre-elas-sabem-que-esta.html' title='As crianças são sábias...'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRIK_ojk4mI/AAAAAAAAABE/sCgEY9Nbwj8/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-3131222362287583180</id><published>2008-11-04T10:15:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:05:10.342-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filtro de sonhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fadas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bruxas'/><title type='text'>Era uma vez uma bruxa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRA-8785iRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9CknLvnmwg0/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264777181002303762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRA-8785iRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9CknLvnmwg0/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;ra uma vez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma bruxa que morava em uma casa amarela de portas azuis. Como a maioria das bruxas do nosso tempo, esta bruxa se parecia com todas as pessoas. Bom, quase todas... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem não sabe que ela é uma bruxa, pode até pensar que ela é um pouco excêntrica. Mas basta entrar pelo portão azul da casa amarela, que a magia começa a se revelar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-3131222362287583180?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/3131222362287583180/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=3131222362287583180' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/3131222362287583180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/3131222362287583180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2008/11/e-ra-uma-vez.html' title='Era uma vez uma bruxa...'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oQ5THm54nyA/SRA-8785iRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9CknLvnmwg0/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214121144401894742.post-4990699670825554556</id><published>2008-11-04T09:34:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:03:23.261-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vou Me Transformar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Celso P. de A. Almada'/><title type='text'>Para começar, poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;O folclore do meu país&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;mesmo já misturado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;(misturado como o meu país)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;é tão belo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;seres que protegem a mata, os fracos, os bichos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;os rios, a vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;que criaram dos vaga-lumes aos sonhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;As histórias contadas pelos avós e iluminadas por&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;uma luz tênue de lamparina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;são como as alegrias da infância&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;a utopia dos jovens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;e as noites frescas do campo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5214121144401894742-4990699670825554556?l=asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/feeds/4990699670825554556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5214121144401894742&amp;postID=4990699670825554556' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/4990699670825554556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5214121144401894742/posts/default/4990699670825554556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asbruxasdacasaamarela.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-folclore-do-meu-pas-mesmo-j-misturado.html' title='Para começar, poesia'/><author><name>Sukie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18210020612640164681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
