Asculta-ti inima. Ea este totul, pentru ca a venit in Sufletul Lumii si intr-o zi se va intoarce in el.

And suddenly all the puppies were her puppies; she was their mother—just as Pongo had felt he was their father.

Tres suertes puede correr un libro de versos: puede ser adjudicado al olvido, puedo no dejar una sola línea pero sí una imagen total del hombre que lo hizo, puede legar a las antologías unos pocos poemas...

What does happen as we intentionally pay attention to our breathing is that we realize pretty quickly that we are

Written By Jon Kabat-Zinn

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