always think of my father, at any moment of my life, is always present. Especially in difficult times or when I feel that things become worse. Sometimes I feel the spirit loses strength, depleted or weakened to many circumstances, many events that I question whether it be as objective and sensitive to our true worth in a world where nobody wants to be, and where it seems to be me gradually becomes a being out of place, especially in my workplace.
I am concerned ceasing to be sensible, I mentioned that in my work and my profession is something that really shows a lot cruelty and pain most of the time, and yet I find it hard to understand that people still find it hard to accept help and even worse to want to end that situation that causes suffering. Then understand that humanity is going through many problems still not resolved.
Killing
Virgin ia is for me to a very large maximum degree which can be reached before the worst of indifference, people stop looking at ourselves as ourselves and therefore others. Stop making us beings that I would not say what kind. I think that the murderer of Virginia felt that was definitely not regarded or treated as such (Although the background was perhaps never was) and because he thought that this act was vile and terrible a warning to be observed even for a moment and turn heads in a world where no one is looking, where we try and we treat them as objects.
In therapy many times I have asked my patients addicted to the difference between them and a chair and surprisingly did not have an answer, sometimes I answer that the chair has 4 legs and two of them. Recognize our humanity is not as easy and recognize it without touching it worse, perhaps because it is so difficult to understand that a being who was not born there and definitely represents life, if the one There is not even looking at it, treat it as such, although their presence is already a requirement and shows that it is.
I share some words of my father, was always a sensitive, and taught us to be, to our humanity and presented to us daily, thank you very important lesson for life made us all of us their daughters circumstances where it is always necessary noble learning. Also
they share a video with background music that I personally love it and I think it reflects my feelings right now, to everything that surrounds me and reminds me that I am and that we are people. Actually I only ask God to allow me to continue .... A KISS TO ALL.
"Dear daughter, I felt deeply moved to see so generously reached out to a poor man who came to our door begging for a piece of bread, your attitude coated with the greatness of the naive, managed to run down the face of the beggar moved, a flood of tears, indescribable relief to his troubled soul. Much thought you suggested when he asked confused the reason for her tears, and not looking at that time how to explain the cause of his emotion, I will try in the following lines show you that you made a beautiful work.
vulgar concept of charity, born almost always one of the biggest weaknesses humanas, la vanidad: se ofrece una moneda con una actitud soberbia para demostrar la supremacía económica: se donan millones buscando muchas veces sólo la alabanza pública para exhibir su nombre; si algún día por esos azares frecuentes de la vida, te hallas en condiciones de poder distribuir el bienestar entre los demás recuerda que debes hacerlo sin humillarlos y sin envanecerte, para que puedas experimentar uno de los mas grandes goces: hacer el bien sin ostentación.
Para practicar tan bella virtud, no necesitas materializar este noble sentimiento; una verdadera obra caritativa, puede realizarse en múltiples formas: enjugando una lágrima, healing a wound, giving the fallen, which they all leave, words that make you feel that he understands the immensity of their pain, lavishing a friendly word to hetaira vilified by all, patting a crying child abandoned.
Man by nature is made to sacrifice, and therefore to practice charity in its most exalted moldalidades, our very cells, minute by minute are sacrificed to preserve the life of our area be organized, and the individual who is not a cell esmas social agency also must sacrifice themselves when it reaches the precise moment.
When performing a beautiful ceremony, my daughter, the man feels redeemed from the cave that lurks in the depths of our being the chance to prove with all their vile appetites. "
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