<?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-8142163479522060523</id><updated>2012-02-09T18:18:09.482Z</updated><category term='essência do surf'/><category term='contemplação'/><category term='água salgada'/><category term='wct'/><category term='estudo'/><category term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/S-6Pn0nck0I/AAAAAAAAAlE/7xc8y4Vq8tY/s1600/BLOG.jpg'/><category term='I am mine'/><category term='paragem'/><category term='mar'/><category term='childhood dreams'/><category term='pororoca'/><category term='honra'/><category term='surftrip'/><category term='hope'/><category term='liderança'/><category term='caminho'/><category term='surf'/><category term='Ribeira d&apos;Ilhas'/><category term='Ericeira'/><category term='política'/><category term='Africa Surf'/><category term='Maria'/><category term='Natal'/><category term='ripcurl pro search'/><category term='Espinho'/><category term='gestão de tempo'/><category term='Circuito'/><category term='perfect spot'/><category term='atitude'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='coragem'/><category term='água'/><category term='poverty'/><category term='paz'/><title type='text'>Nómada do Mar</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>140</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-6371660841682903702</id><published>2012-02-09T16:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-09T18:18:09.494Z</updated><title type='text'>There are some beautiful waves today</title><summary type='text'>










Tenho um amigo que o conheceu na Indonésia.
Ficou impressionado com a simplicidade do senhor. Poderia ser de outra maneira porventura, alguém que nasceu numa terra que se chame "Cardiff-by-the-Sea"? Julgo que não. 
Este em causa, chama-se Rob Machado. É bem conhecido do meio.

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photo by Zak Noyle | Teahupoo, Tahiti.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/2099036372150281049/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=2099036372150281049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2099036372150281049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2099036372150281049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2012/02/for-no-other-reason-than-love-for-it.html' title='FOR NO OTHER REASON THAN THE LOVE FOR IT'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dyucQeB3dz8/Ty26v2mzLEI/AAAAAAAABIs/DAICPmj3nKI/s72-c/Screen+shot+2012-02-04+at+11.09.05+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-5833526069447442310</id><published>2012-02-01T23:13:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-01T23:13:13.050Z</updated><title type='text'>Slow Down People 'cause you're going to fast..</title><summary type='text'>



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A mítica onda da África do Sul... uma das direitas mais compridas do continente negro, com um point break que pode ser percorrido por mais de um quilómetro.



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www.wavetribe.com

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(...) Há demasiada beleza nisto.

Quando caminhamos no mar, não interessa
mais nada.
Há qualquer coisa de eternidade, de estar fora do tempo e do espaço
quando se dá uma surfada. São tudo formas de nos colocar perto do absoluto,
seja lá isso o que for.

É por isso que o Nasser ia para o mar
do nascer ao pôr do sol no Ramadão.  Deve
ter sido por isso que o Cristo caminhou sobre as águas.



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Encontrei esta imagem de um recorte de uma revista de surf... para aí de 1997.

Talvez a Surfer, a Fluir, a SurfPortugal, a Surf Magazine que já não existe, se não me engano...



É do tempo em que eu sonhava escrever um dia numa revista de surf e estava sentado nas cadeiras onde estão agora aqueles que me ajudaram a rescrever o texto a seguir.



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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/4563258145333180477/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=4563258145333180477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/4563258145333180477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/4563258145333180477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2012/01/inspira-te.html' title='Inspira-te...!'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-971136066371311700</id><published>2011-12-30T01:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-30T01:02:58.366Z</updated><title type='text'>2012 promete!</title><summary type='text'>




</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/971136066371311700/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=971136066371311700&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/971136066371311700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/971136066371311700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/12/2012-promete.html' title='2012 promete!'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XPU_tMdjQ-0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-6133103656241313339</id><published>2011-12-30T00:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-30T13:56:51.425Z</updated><title type='text'>uma oração</title><summary type='text'>

Christian Redongo, Tahiti | photo: Zak Noyle





Paizão,



Inventámos esta coisa chamada tempo para nos orientarmos, medirmos as coisas, os objectos, as pessoas... Por isso está a chegar ao fim um ano bonito. Por isso vai começar um ano que confesso, estou ansioso por ele e, com expectativa! 



Soa bem dois-mil-e-doze.... tem boa sonoridade...



Desculpa o Amor desperdiçado neste ano. É a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/6133103656241313339/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=6133103656241313339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6133103656241313339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6133103656241313339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/12/uma-oracao.html' title='uma oração'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5uverr-j7_k/Tv0HaO4XksI/AAAAAAAABEk/ReVjYqKnAig/s72-c/christianredongo_zaknoyle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-1185865470937165589</id><published>2011-12-28T11:14:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-28T14:49:46.858Z</updated><title type='text'>Meu Amor...</title><summary type='text'>
... Meu Amor da minha Vida...
assim que te vi... fiquei estarrecido!... eras a loira mais deslumbrante que eu algum dia tinha visto.



Soube logo naquele momento que era ao teu lado que queria ver o sol a baixar e a noite a cair. Seria ao teu lado que queria correr sobre a manhã, a enfrentarmos juntos o que as ondas da vida nos trouxerem. Seria ao teu lado que quero deslizar, por esse mar azul </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/1185865470937165589/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=1185865470937165589&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/1185865470937165589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/1185865470937165589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/12/meu-amor.html' title='Meu Amor...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tPhzIZgtXhk/Tvr5kZgo3nI/AAAAAAAABEY/9cQzOXlUqdQ/s72-c/board.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-3415744702289240812</id><published>2011-12-24T01:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-28T01:23:49.991Z</updated><title type='text'>O mar onde eu nasci</title><summary type='text'>













in:

















Tu és um Homem de viagem. E aqui vejo água, vejo o mar – continuou o velho - A terra está carregada das leis, mandos e desmandos. O Mar não tem governador.  Quem constrói a casa, não é quem a ergueu, mas quem nela mora. (...) Nós os da Costa somos habitantes não de um continente, mas de um oceano.



Mia Couto







Todos temos uma terra onde nascemos. Nem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/3415744702289240812/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=3415744702289240812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/3415744702289240812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/3415744702289240812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-mar-onde-eu-nasci.html' title='O mar onde eu nasci'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tCU3cRlilg0/Ttkxg1H9E1I/AAAAAAAABBQ/mN2Px_f64Ww/s72-c/rebirth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-7377093833698338043</id><published>2011-12-11T23:50:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-02T02:59:01.686Z</updated><title type='text'>horizonte largo</title><summary type='text'>






Dois binómios são um travessão que começa bem qualquer ideia ou estória de horizontes mais largos, fazendo-nos chegar, como almas grandes nos fazem, muito mais longe, por caminhos de areia mole ou de perdas duras, montanha acima ou deserto adentro, por ondas de água fria, medonhas, cavadas ou picadas...

Há caminhos que são feitos com a magia dos binómios.


Uma prancha de surf e um Land </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/7377093833698338043/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=7377093833698338043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/7377093833698338043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/7377093833698338043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/12/horizonte-largo.html' title='horizonte largo'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2S7G8imdTQ/TuVCGXfa29I/AAAAAAAABDA/HKQJZKThSOQ/s72-c/surf_Land+Rover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-1279503879750195829</id><published>2011-12-05T01:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-05T09:57:16.166Z</updated><title type='text'>carta para mim daqui a 40 anos</title><summary type='text'>









Hoje é uma noite fria de Dezembro... há quarenta anos atrás.




Dezembro não deixa de ser Dezembro, seja lá isso em que idade for. Andaste no mar hoje, com um fato de 5/3 milimetros mais elástico que o teu primeiro que era 3/2.



Chama-se a isto evolução.



Provavelmente se hoje, quando estiveres a ler isto, ainda surfares, o fato ainda há-de ser mais xpto... tipo, água aquecida </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/1279503879750195829/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=1279503879750195829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/1279503879750195829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/1279503879750195829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/12/carta-para-mim-daqui-40-anos.html' title='carta para mim daqui a 40 anos'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lVmkgE3j0PY/TtwOdB0HW-I/AAAAAAAABBw/IldH0e72flk/s72-c/sunday_waves.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-3846763701570274487</id><published>2011-12-04T23:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-04T23:54:11.112Z</updated><title type='text'>Promise Land</title><summary type='text'>






'If everybody were surfers... we would have peace'



</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/3846763701570274487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=3846763701570274487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/3846763701570274487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/3846763701570274487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/12/promise-land.html' title='Promise Land'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-8466631241555940760</id><published>2011-12-04T15:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-04T15:25:13.172Z</updated><title type='text'>This is Nature, and we are part of it</title><summary type='text'>

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/8466631241555940760/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=8466631241555940760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8466631241555940760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8466631241555940760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-nature-and-we-are-part-of-it.html' title='This is Nature, and we are part of it'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-9037234357972638215</id><published>2011-11-30T13:34:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-30T20:46:08.588Z</updated><title type='text'>Ke11y Slater... e o meu sobrinho de dois anos</title><summary type='text'>














Não ligo muito, confesso, aos campeonatos. Foi até recentemente que fiquei a perceber como funcionam os hits, o tempo deles, como se dá a pontuação, os critérios para isso.. essas coisas.



Diz-me muito o free surf, pouco a competição. Diz-me muito a mística, a história do surf, o estilo de vida que ele imprime, a comparação de parábola que o surf é da vida, a comunhão que se </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/9037234357972638215/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=9037234357972638215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/9037234357972638215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/9037234357972638215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/11/ke11y-slater-e-o-meu-sobrinho-de-dois.html' title='Ke11y Slater... e o meu sobrinho de dois anos'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/x0QlHZ_tfOw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-8044081564627435998</id><published>2011-11-29T03:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-29T03:36:23.902Z</updated><title type='text'>Ah Life, great Life!</title><summary type='text'>




Family, friends, surf...





</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/8044081564627435998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=8044081564627435998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8044081564627435998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8044081564627435998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/11/ah-life-great-life.html' title='Ah Life, great Life!'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pccIR-FRCzA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-3034286672000545172</id><published>2011-11-25T00:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-29T03:26:48.653Z</updated><title type='text'>Smiling at the future, smiling at the unknown...</title><summary type='text'>











Deixa que o teu mundo esteja aberto em grande,

E os teus medos, sejam lançados para longe.



Que a tua voz seja

mais alta que as bombas

Algures no silêncio

encontra alguém em quem confiares



Levanta a tua cabeça,

desata o nó,

Meu Amor

A esperança nunca está a anos-luz...



Deixa que os teus sentidos

expludam de luz,

como raios de neon

a cantar no escuro



Ligado ao </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/3034286672000545172/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=3034286672000545172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/3034286672000545172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/3034286672000545172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/11/smiling-at-future.html' title='Smiling at the future, smiling at the unknown...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lI7XV1ACCqg/Ts7Qo5HeOCI/AAAAAAAAA_0/sTVlauP4F60/s72-c/surfer_sunset.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-8051088190460637023</id><published>2011-11-21T23:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-22T00:38:34.344Z</updated><title type='text'>I was born to surf...</title><summary type='text'>







I was born to surf.





This is why I wake up at the crack of dawn every day.







This is why I endure belly rashes, reef cuts, muscles so tired they feel like noodles.







And I’ve learned that life is a lot like surfing... when you get caught in the impact zone, you need to get right back up because you never know what’s over the next wave… 





and if you have faith, anything </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/8051088190460637023/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=8051088190460637023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8051088190460637023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8051088190460637023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-was-born-to-surf.html' title='I was born to surf...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ySDeTG4v2ek/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-2426372233645831873</id><published>2011-11-20T01:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-20T01:46:23.789Z</updated><title type='text'>Trust it</title><summary type='text'>












"Don’t take just any wave that comes along.
The greatest surfers... they all have this sixth sense.





They know when the best waves are coming. They can feel it. It’s a gift.
You have that gift too.

Do you know that moment, between the sets, when its quiet?...
The waves haven't even formed yet... It's just energy surging through the water.

That's the time to be patient.





</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/2426372233645831873/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=2426372233645831873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2426372233645831873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2426372233645831873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-take-just-any-wave-that-comes.html' title='Trust it'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4nf_5Vbdrr0/TshUhVrEQXI/AAAAAAAAA_M/77nAeu3ze98/s72-c/Screen+shot+2011-11-20+at+1.11.17+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-7678837010362801473</id><published>2011-11-20T00:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-20T01:21:02.346Z</updated><title type='text'>Everything less than immortality is a waste of time*</title><summary type='text'>



:: from the motion picture, based on the true story from the surfer Bathany Hamilton, "Soul Surfer"
* Matt Groening</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/7678837010362801473/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=7678837010362801473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/7678837010362801473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/7678837010362801473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/11/everything-less-than-immortality-is.html' title='Everything less than immortality is a waste of time*'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IPo5MYabE0o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-2405968930019472085</id><published>2011-11-18T14:42:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-18T16:44:26.187Z</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy...</title><summary type='text'>
Passion rebuilds the world (...). It makes all things alive and significant.

Ralph W. Emerson








Inspira-Te...






... contempla a Terra, a Mãe Natureza com respeito solene.
Vê-Te nela, vê o teu lugar nela...











... agora, vai surfar.
(ou outra coisa qualquer que te faça feliz)

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/2405968930019472085/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=2405968930019472085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2405968930019472085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2405968930019472085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/11/enjoy.html' title='Enjoy...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aGrjMpI7nPg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-8521243924165793052</id><published>2011-11-16T09:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-16T09:13:20.152Z</updated><title type='text'>O que cabe dentro do silêncio?</title><summary type='text'>

























LIVE YOUR SEARCH







wearing yourself









</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/8521243924165793052/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=8521243924165793052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8521243924165793052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8521243924165793052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-que-cabe-dentro-do-silencio.html' title='O que cabe dentro do silêncio?'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-6434965037769696780</id><published>2011-11-14T12:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-15T11:43:22.478Z</updated><title type='text'>Dar-se</title><summary type='text'>


fotografia tirada de um site, encontrada googlando "wooden rings"


1. Nunca me detive muito no assunto... alguns minutos, o tempo suficiente para encontrar soluções costuma chegar e chegou. A minha parte será, além disso, só metade da solução. Mas esta era uma coisa incomum.

Há alianças, ao que vou vendo, de todas as maneiras e feitios, com todas as inscrições e mais algumas, de ouro, de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/6434965037769696780/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=6434965037769696780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6434965037769696780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6434965037769696780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/11/dar-se.html' title='Dar-se'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--KAtYLnolmc/TsEzHkDKz1I/AAAAAAAAA8M/zrzkzNn3ylI/s72-c/wooden_rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-8260012757299468818</id><published>2011-11-13T17:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-15T11:43:52.567Z</updated><title type='text'>Mas o que estou eu aqui a fazer?</title><summary type='text'>

  


De vez em quando vem-me esta questão à cabeça, quando estou nalguma reunião estranha, evento estranho, estrada estranha, onda estranha, cheia de crowd estranho, comunicação estranha, trabalho estranho, situação estranha...


Julgo que nos acontece sobretudo quando há uma sensação de fim de ciclo, ou então quando estamos metidos em coisas estranhas ou novas (ou velhas e sem sentido), ou </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/8260012757299468818/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=8260012757299468818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8260012757299468818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8260012757299468818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/11/mas-o-que-estou-eu-aqui-fazer_13.html' title='Mas o que estou eu aqui a fazer?'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTq6C8B7jgM/Tr_sE2Fku4I/AAAAAAAAA7g/If-xGj51AJs/s72-c/arvores_do_jardim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-8161086464361455739</id><published>2011-11-13T03:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-13T04:02:44.714Z</updated><title type='text'>History vs. Mistery</title><summary type='text'>



























































How I met your mother, season 7: "History vs Mistery"



* o espisódio corre ao segundo clique no play. Ao primeiro abrirá um pop up de publicidade a uma treta qualquer. No segundo, começa o episódio... tem TUDO a ver com surf...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/8161086464361455739/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=8161086464361455739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8161086464361455739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8161086464361455739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/11/history-vs-mistery_13.html' title='History vs. Mistery'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-7133355091521418225</id><published>2011-11-09T17:32:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-11-16T09:07:14.784Z</updated><title type='text'>Tanto a aprender..</title><summary type='text'>
Foi em Portugal, na Nazaré, onde há uns anos começou o tow-in... ontem bateu-se um record, a maior onda do mundo surfada.



Garret McNamara.



Vendo as imagens penso no tanto que tenho a aprender sobre coragem. Tanto a aprender sobre "screwing it all up and get back on track again", sobre fazer coisas mal feitas, asneiras grossas, e sobre fazer algumas bem feitas. Aprender sobre ganhar, sobre </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/7133355091521418225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=7133355091521418225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/7133355091521418225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/7133355091521418225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/11/tanto-aprender.html' title='Tanto a aprender..'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-7213145406210146037</id><published>2011-11-07T18:17:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-07T18:18:29.300Z</updated><title type='text'>Tanto barulho..</title><summary type='text'>


















quando há vento de tantos lados.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/7213145406210146037/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=7213145406210146037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/7213145406210146037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/7213145406210146037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/11/tanto-barulho.html' title='Tanto barulho..'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c9apR0BXKPI/TrggiTnZS6I/AAAAAAAAA6c/OOOHRT0VKsI/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-05+at+12.00.39+PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-5331274566565106038</id><published>2011-11-02T12:13:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:09:58.130Z</updated><title type='text'>"O mar onde eu nasci..."</title><summary type='text'>
















"(...) Todos
temos uma terra onde nascemos. Nem todos temos outro sítio, mas aposto que
todos temos uma onda memorável, uma vertigem, a primeira, do primeiro drop que fizemos e caímos a seguir
porque a emoção não nos deixou ter concentração para fazer o resto como
devíamos fazer. Vemo-nos a descer, a ficar sem fôlego e sem chão por baixo e,
de repente seguimos, para um lado ou </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/5331274566565106038/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=5331274566565106038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5331274566565106038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5331274566565106038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-mar-onde-eu-nasci.html' title='&quot;O mar onde eu nasci...&quot;'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V9TjcPjMMR0/TrEzhNwNp-I/AAAAAAAAA6E/k-QF1LXS7_w/s72-c/301359_10150497313529018_799859017_11150006_1359959815_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-5274407450172239843</id><published>2011-11-02T11:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-07T18:19:29.842Z</updated><title type='text'>All at once..</title><summary type='text'>All at once, The world can overwhelm meThere's almost nothing that you could tell meThat could ease my mindWhich way will you runWhen it's always all around youAnd the feelin' lost and found you againA feelin' that we have no controlAround the sunSome say it's going to be the new hellSome say it's still too early to tellSome say it really ain't no myth at allWe keep asking ourselvesAre we really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/5274407450172239843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=5274407450172239843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5274407450172239843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5274407450172239843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-at-once.html' title='All at once..'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-755587662694507690</id><published>2011-10-29T22:06:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-10-29T22:08:34.059Z</updated><title type='text'>so much for illusions...</title><summary type='text'>... in this f***ed up world.

 things, things, things, things... and they call it glory.
















</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/755587662694507690/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=755587662694507690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/755587662694507690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/755587662694507690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-much-for-illusions.html' title='so much for illusions...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-384531855686972946</id><published>2011-10-27T00:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-10-27T00:58:51.492Z</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Wave Tahiti 3D</title><summary type='text'>





















Tahiti... um dia vou até ti!



Há dias tive a sorte de... num auditório enormemente brutal, com um sistema de som brutal.. ver este filme / documentário em 3D... brutal!



Foi apenas



O FILME DE SURF MAIS LINDO QUE JÁ VI NA VIDA!



O modo como retrata as pessoas, a cultura, as crenças das pessoas das ilhas, a natureza, o espírito e o respeito pelo Mar, as histórias que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/384531855686972946/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=384531855686972946&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/384531855686972946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/384531855686972946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/10/ultimate-wave-tahiti-3d.html' title='Ultimate Wave Tahiti 3D'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-6086189944440690717</id><published>2011-10-25T21:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-26T12:08:35.913Z</updated><title type='text'>Há dias...</title><summary type='text'>... em que nos sentimos como roupa dentro da máquina de lavar, de tanto embrulhanço de baixo de água... Mas não é por isso que se deixa de ir à luta..




</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/6086189944440690717/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=6086189944440690717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6086189944440690717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6086189944440690717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/10/ha-dias.html' title='Há dias...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KgAlmiutk7o/TqckGgKw2jI/AAAAAAAAA5U/UjlMASeEnQ0/s72-c/ocean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-6092544483577593672</id><published>2011-10-18T13:16:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-10-19T02:47:09.202Z</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><summary type='text'>A nossa casa, o nosso jardim.. não são paredes, não é relva, não é um lugar, um sítio. São pessoas, aquelas que nos fazem Ser. Essas são o jardim, as flores, a casa... E isso é tudo o que conta...












"Tenho de chegar a casa, tenho de cuidar do jardim,
As sementes do fruto do éden estão a crescer,
Vou-lhes ensinar a dizer muito obrigado e por favor
Vão espalhando raízes e vejo novos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/6092544483577593672/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=6092544483577593672&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6092544483577593672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6092544483577593672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/10/quem-e-nossa-casa.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d1Z2Lv9qf-Q/Tp17vf1N3xI/AAAAAAAAA48/49IbvYuj3Ug/s72-c/Comfortable-terrace-on-Amazing-beach-rental-house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-524126366617556820</id><published>2011-10-12T22:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-12T22:55:14.311Z</updated><title type='text'>Rip Curl Pro Portugal 2011</title><summary type='text'>E aí estão eles de novo... apesar de ser apaixonado pelo free surf (tem aquela mística!...)... vale a pena, quando se trata do WCT e dos meios que ele tem para fazer as coisas acontecer... tudo, menos as ondas, que vêm quando a natureza quer!



RIP CURL PRO PORTUGAL 2011 

aqui





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É juntos que estamos melhor, de preferência a surfar ou seus "derivados", sempre com bom espírito, boa onda e uma certa harmonia e descontração... porque sinceramente, já não há paciência (graças a Deus) para chatices...



Como diz o bom rapaz do Jack Johnson, o surfista havaiano que se farta de nos dar música e não se cansa de dizer sue adora a alma gémea e os filhos de ambos... its always </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/9090124262442311120/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=9090124262442311120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/9090124262442311120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/9090124262442311120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/10/se-eu-morresse-agora-o-mais-importante.html' title='Se eu morresse agora, o mais importante tinha sido isto...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hncK1WEuurM/TpYhfvt4VFI/AAAAAAAAA4E/x8HZVsDIdic/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-10-13+at+12.22.50+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-5944032678321422230</id><published>2011-10-05T01:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-05T01:29:24.224Z</updated><title type='text'>Luz terna e suave...</title><summary type='text'>








Luz terna e suave...

Luz terna, suave, no meio da noite,

Leva-me mais longe...

Não tenho aqui morada permanente:

Leva-me mais longe, leva-me mais longe...



Que importa se é tão longe, para mim,

A praia onde tenho de chegar,

Se sobre mim levar constantemente

Poisada a clara luz do Teu olhar?



Nem sempre Te pedi como hoje peço

Para seres a luz que me ilumina;

Mas sei que ao </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/5944032678321422230/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=5944032678321422230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5944032678321422230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5944032678321422230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/10/luz-terna-e-suave.html' title='Luz terna e suave...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fejvK-5AmBk/TouyXV5lbDI/AAAAAAAAA3k/rcM9DzYgNms/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-909768970730856151</id><published>2011-10-04T20:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-04T20:52:39.016Z</updated><title type='text'>Dream (and contemplation)... is the most I do with my Life!</title><summary type='text'>













Nunca é tarde para mudarmos prioridades...
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/909768970730856151/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=909768970730856151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/909768970730856151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/909768970730856151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/10/dream-and-contemplation-is-most-i-do.html' title='Dream (and contemplation)... is the most I do with my Life!'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-4951728679264693748</id><published>2011-09-29T13:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-09-29T14:30:50.303Z</updated><title type='text'>não adies a felicidade...</title><summary type='text'>













O tempo passa e acabas por perdê-lo, passa-te a vida ao lado, dás por ti estás mais velh@, com sonhos e milagres ainda por cumprirem. Vives assim assim, e não vais ao fundo de nada, sem seres verdadeiramente audaz, deixas-te acomodad@, tudo é aceitável e encolhes os ombros à vida...



Não pode ser! Acorda! Dá um take off poderoso e arrisca-te à onda, mesmo que tenhas medo, ela é o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/4951728679264693748/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=4951728679264693748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/4951728679264693748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/4951728679264693748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/09/nao-adies-felicidade.html' title='não adies a felicidade...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6_JZDsiT9KY/ToR5Qiq7-kI/AAAAAAAAA3U/H1tut7Gea4U/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-09-28+at+4.25.28+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-874025587131581266</id><published>2011-09-22T08:27:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-09-22T08:28:29.461Z</updated><title type='text'>Coragem</title><summary type='text'>
Pode-se medir a força, pode-se medir a velocidade, podem-se medir muitas coisas, mas uma delas não se mede... a coragem.













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 e assim sendo, que mais se pode querer?






... bonita a imagem do início do filme: sol a cair, Land Rover com pranchas no tejadilho...
Ah.. vida...!
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em que olhamos para o que andamos a fazer.

E nos cansamos da corrida. Queremos mudar o mundo, mas estar em casa para o jantar e divertirmo-nos a fazê-lo, e pelo meio passar ainda na praia e dar uma surfada, e se não der, pelo menos apanhar com umas ondas nos costados e rebolar debaixo de água antes de termos tido só uma fracção de segundo para a ver e dizer "vai doer comó caraças" e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/6635412102545467678/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=6635412102545467678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6635412102545467678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6635412102545467678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/09/ha-uma-altura-na-vida.html' title='Há uma altura na vida..'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/BWVnZAJaq4Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-377580903022569472</id><published>2011-09-14T09:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-09-15T17:12:40.174Z</updated><title type='text'>harmonia de cor azul</title><summary type='text'>
Haverá coisa mais bonita que o Mar?



Anda pelo menos nos lugares cimeiros da beleza criativa. A surfrider foundation sabe disso e trabalha para o proteger. Vale a pena uma vista de olhos no site desta gente boa e dedicada e acompanhar o bom que fazem...












</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/377580903022569472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=377580903022569472&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/377580903022569472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/377580903022569472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/09/harmonia-de-cor-azul.html' title='harmonia de cor azul'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-2459618381912918645</id><published>2011-08-24T13:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-08-24T14:01:43.492Z</updated><title type='text'>É preciso não nos conhecer, para pensar que viramos costas a dificuldades..</title><summary type='text'>.. ou que perdemos tempo com o que quem não vale merece a pena.

Life is too short,
Causes are to urgent,
People are to Treasure.
Be happy, making them happy.

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As ondas e o fascínio do deserto

"Quando eu não te tinha
Amava a Natureza como um monge calmo a Cristo…
Agora amo a Natureza
Como um monge calmo a Virgem Maria,
Religiosamente, a meu modo, como dantes,
Mas de outra maneira mais comovida e próxima…
Vejo melhor os rios quando vou contigo
Pelos campos até à beira dos rios;
Sentado a teu lado reparando nas nuvens
Reparo nelas melhor—
Tu não </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/2187066521743135702/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=2187066521743135702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2187066521743135702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2187066521743135702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/08/magia-das-ondas-em-africa.html' title='A magia das ondas em África...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tz5qiF0xy90/TlO2snN51uI/AAAAAAAAA18/zpRTInHkzaw/s72-c/nic_07_ellis_48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-2505780354672613391</id><published>2011-08-06T16:05:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-08-06T16:06:21.564Z</updated><title type='text'>No país das esquerdas...</title><summary type='text'>





Vivemos na terra das direitas. A orientação da costa, das correntes e dos ventos fazem essas ondas predominar. Quando estão certinhas, partem todas para a direita, salvo raras e honrosas excepções.
Um dia gostava de surfar em condições uma onda, que pudesse olhar para ela de frente. Acho que evoluiria mais rapidamente...!
Nestas paragens isso não acontece, mas em breve talvez haja uma praia</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/2505780354672613391/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=2505780354672613391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2505780354672613391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2505780354672613391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-pais-das-esquerdas.html' title='No país das esquerdas...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-53RseS_daRw/Tj1lpKbpxlI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/11A9YWa8cdU/s72-c/benguela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-8691783084864951897</id><published>2011-07-23T20:45:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-07-23T22:39:22.224Z</updated><title type='text'>A mística do surf com o Saca e o Pedro Adão e Silva</title><summary type='text'>A Surf Portugal desde que me lembro de a ler, aí pelos meus catorze anitos, sempre teve uma ou duas páginas que devorava assim que podia. Algumas coleccionava mesmo.
Uma era o "Pulsar das Marés", de um rapaz que se chamava Gonçalo Cadilhe. Escrevia com alma e sentido, contava histórias com caminho. Escrevia da vida que vivia e das vidas que testemunhava. Foi ao tempo, uma inspiração. Nos dias que</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/8691783084864951897/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=8691783084864951897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8691783084864951897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8691783084864951897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/07/mistica-do-surf-com-o-saca-e-o-pedro.html' title='A mística do surf com o Saca e o Pedro Adão e Silva'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NIStZmmU_qQ/TisvD7k15QI/AAAAAAAAA0E/7-QGZImbgQA/s72-c/photo%255B3%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-5749337162101455831</id><published>2011-07-11T00:22:00.010Z</published><updated>2011-11-20T00:58:17.714Z</updated><title type='text'>Há que honrar aqueles miúdos...</title><summary type='text'>


all pictures from: www.timmckennaphotography.com







Eram dois miúdos aí dos seus doze, treze anos. Nunca tinham surfado, nem conheciam nenhum surfista e no tempo em que tinham essa idade não havia como há agora a imensidão de escolas de surf. Tudo o que tinham era um quiosque no centro da cidade e o dono que os deixava folhear as revistas de surf porque não havia dinheiro para elas.

Uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/5749337162101455831/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=5749337162101455831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5749337162101455831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5749337162101455831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/07/ha-que-honrar-aqueles-miudos.html' title='Há que honrar aqueles miúdos...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Aw2QreJR02g/ThpF2bueKcI/AAAAAAAAAyo/LprPaA4bwjc/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-07-11%2Bat%2B1.33.18%2BAM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-3932259778530690777</id><published>2011-07-04T23:38:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-07-04T23:55:22.917Z</updated><title type='text'>13 atitudes para o teu bem</title><summary type='text'>1. Por mais que te falem de tristeza... CONTINUA A SORRIR!2.  Por mais que te demonstrem rancor... CONTINUA A PERDOAR!  3. Por mais que te tragam decepções... CONTINUA A CONFIAR!  4. Por mais que te ameacem de fracassos... CONTINUA A APOSTAR NA VITÓRIA!  5. Por mais que te apontem erros... CONTINUA COM OS TEUS ACERTOS!  6. Por mais que discursem sobre a ingratidão... CONTINUA A AJUDAR E APOIAR!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/3932259778530690777/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=3932259778530690777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/3932259778530690777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/3932259778530690777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/07/13-atitudes-para-o-teu-bem.html' title='13 atitudes para o teu bem'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vgkKSfqPYSo/ThJR6f1PN0I/AAAAAAAAAyI/rVOK9DKcV4w/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-07-05%2Bat%2B12.50.15%2BAM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-797651933841900227</id><published>2011-06-25T14:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-06-25T14:52:20.390Z</updated><title type='text'>Parceria na água..</title><summary type='text'>Todo surfista já teve ou tem o seu parceiro de surf.A maioria tem aquele companheiro inseparável, que está sempre junto nas roubadas em trips, dividindo mares épicos, nas vitórias e derrotas das competições e da vida, além de dividir o cotidiano do freesurf no quintal de casa.Essa irmandade é necessária na vida de um surfista, que cresce junto e evolui, puxandos os limites um do outro.Na última </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/797651933841900227/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=797651933841900227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/797651933841900227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/797651933841900227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/06/parceria-na-agua_4847.html' title='Parceria na água..'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fc7x_JZL46I/TgXzXQbZ4gI/AAAAAAAAAx0/sezGNS5Lb9A/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-06-25%2Bat%2B3.38.29%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-6090514966642689643</id><published>2011-06-23T17:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-06-23T17:26:00.266Z</updated><title type='text'>YES, WE CAN... Hang Loose*</title><summary type='text'>Por ter visto no interessante blog Namoro com um surfista, e agora?Não resisto à partilha e ao consequente fundamento de porque acho o presidente Obama o mais cool de todos os políticos... aqui está:* Sim, nós podemos... manter-nos livres (hang loose)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/6090514966642689643/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=6090514966642689643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6090514966642689643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6090514966642689643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/06/yes-we-can-hang-loose.html' title='YES, WE CAN... Hang Loose*'/><author><name>Pedro A. 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Eddie VedderI'm falling harder than I'veever fell beforeI'm falling fast while hopingI'll land in your arms'cause all my time is spent herelonging to belongto youI dream of circles perfecteyes within your facemy heart's an open wound thatonly you'd replaceand though the moon is risingcan't put your picture downlove can</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/7934224167791838539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=7934224167791838539&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/7934224167791838539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/7934224167791838539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/06/longing-to-belong.html' title='Longing to belong...'/><author><name>Pedro A. 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Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-839311910799594203</id><published>2011-05-29T14:46:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-05-29T14:46:52.494Z</updated><title type='text'>Esta semana... surf em Aveiro.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/839311910799594203/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=839311910799594203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/839311910799594203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/839311910799594203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/05/esta-semana-surf-em-aveiro.html' title='Esta semana... surf em Aveiro.'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ig8SbtDGGSk/TeJcTe1dXwI/AAAAAAAAAxI/nj_whZOmhqI/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-05-29%2Bat%2B3.45.48%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-8296504291391814916</id><published>2011-05-24T13:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-05-24T13:55:46.339Z</updated><title type='text'>If I were a Champ!</title><summary type='text'>Tem a sua piada...!If I were champ... from Paul Fisher on Vimeo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/8296504291391814916/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=8296504291391814916&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8296504291391814916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8296504291391814916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/05/if-i-were-champ.html' title='If I were a Champ!'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-5967522092797024269</id><published>2011-04-21T00:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-04-21T00:31:18.812Z</updated><title type='text'>Bethany Hamilton... the Movie</title><summary type='text'>Li o livro de.. o filme será igualmente inspirador...uma adolescente que ensina o que significa a palavra perserverança...também com a participação de Helen Hunt... da série "Mad about you"!a não perder!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/5967522092797024269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=5967522092797024269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5967522092797024269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5967522092797024269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/04/bethany-hamilton-movie.html' title='Bethany Hamilton... the Movie'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MWeOjBCi3c4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-2788677381400536063</id><published>2011-04-04T10:16:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-04-04T10:21:18.504Z</updated><title type='text'>Seven Ghost's... algures na Indonésia, uma nova onda</title><summary type='text'>Descoberta uma nova espécie de "pororóca" da amazónia, mas desta feita, na Indonésia.Confesso que me faz falta o azul do mar no fundo do surf... eis a prova de que sou surfista de pouca experiência. Mas o efeito visual das ondas sucessivas, dos tubos e o modo como eles enrolam... é surpreendente!A Rip Curl aqui a levar a efeito o seu lema comercial "the search". Parece que eles vão mais além do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/2788677381400536063/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=2788677381400536063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2788677381400536063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2788677381400536063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/04/seven-ghosts-algures-na-indonesia-uma.html' title='Seven Ghost&apos;s... algures na Indonésia, uma nova onda'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2_vmS-bCoNU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-100692910816519063</id><published>2011-04-03T13:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-04-03T17:25:44.857Z</updated><title type='text'>O cordão da vida</title><summary type='text'>Já todos imaginámos o que seria a inóspita desgraça de um dia, longe da areia, nalguma onda mais dura, o shop, leash, cabo, corda que nos segura à prancha cortar-se.É uma coisa que acontece por vezes, geralmente aos outros, mas algum dia, remoto, pode acontecer a mim.A Prancha é como um barco de apoio, esta sempre ali, nos dias de chuva, de sol, nos dias de vento agreste, nos dias calmos, nos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/100692910816519063/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=100692910816519063&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/100692910816519063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/100692910816519063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-cordao-da-vida.html' title='O cordão da vida'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jTSxed3sqUM/TZh4kA-e_hI/AAAAAAAAAww/HCyIeiwfAVI/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-04-03%2Bat%2B2.38.09%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-9221272065776373762</id><published>2011-03-04T01:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-04T01:25:55.338Z</updated><title type='text'>vou ali ao outro lado do rio..</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/9221272065776373762/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=9221272065776373762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/9221272065776373762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/9221272065776373762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/03/vou-ali-ao-outro-lado-do-rio.html' title='vou ali ao outro lado do rio..'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5Cw7HtSHQgE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-4251302572309442829</id><published>2011-03-03T00:16:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-03T00:17:11.650Z</updated><title type='text'>Ver o mundo como ele é</title><summary type='text'>Todas as viagens começam como uma só. Nós a sair de casa, com um saco, a irmos para outro lado, fazer desse novo sítio a nossa casa e compreender que é o mundo a casa e as pessoas a minha família. Se um ri, eu rio. Se um chora de fome, eu choro de fome.Ver o mundo como ele é, estar atento, amar as pessoas, lutar por elas.Amar uma em especial. Fazer milagres com ela... partilhar a profundidade da </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/4251302572309442829/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=4251302572309442829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/4251302572309442829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/4251302572309442829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/03/ver-o-mundo-como-ele-e.html' title='Ver o mundo como ele é'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ir62R4mSvNQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-9196030432526606824</id><published>2011-02-18T00:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-18T00:44:40.710Z</updated><title type='text'>Olá nosso amigo...</title><summary type='text'>Todos os dias a seguir ao almoço, vem ao CUFC uma senhora.Todos os dias o mesmo ritual, a mesma roupa.. é funcionária nalgum bar ou nalguma das cantinas da Universidade.Entra sempre de mansinho, sorridente. Quando passa para dentro da porta, descalça o calçado - para não sujar diz ela - e dirige-se - dá a impressão que a levitar dois milimetros acima do chão - até à capela.Acho que aquele momento</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/9196030432526606824/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=9196030432526606824&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/9196030432526606824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/9196030432526606824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/02/ola-nosso-amigo.html' title='Olá nosso amigo...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-3490095563234731021</id><published>2011-02-16T22:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-16T22:22:55.147Z</updated><title type='text'>Better Days - Eddie Veder</title><summary type='text'>I feel part of the universe open up to meet meMy emotion so submerged, broken down to kneel inOnce listening, the voices they cameHad to somehow greet myself, read myselfHeard vibrations within my cells, in my cellsSinging, "Ah-la-ah-ah, ah-la-ah-ah"My love is safe for the universeSee me now, I'm burstingOn one planet, so many turnsDifferent worldsSinging, "Ah-la-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah"(Spanish </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/3490095563234731021/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=3490095563234731021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/3490095563234731021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/3490095563234731021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/02/better-days-eddie-veder.html' title='Better Days - Eddie Veder'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tu_J_2ZImmM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-4707440468745774675</id><published>2011-02-12T12:49:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-02-12T13:42:11.286Z</updated><title type='text'>A tempestade perfeita</title><summary type='text'>Há momentos em que se formam tempestades perfeitas. O mar fica mais alto que a terra, costuma-se dizer, quando não aguentamos a carga da vida.Quando estamos assim, devemos ter a consciência que o que há a fazer é virar a proa a favor do vento e deixar-mo-nos ir. O mar há-de acalmar, e aí, velas ao vento e navegamos de novo com rumo certo.Por vezes é necessário mesmo interromper esse rumo, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/4707440468745774675/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=4707440468745774675&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/4707440468745774675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/4707440468745774675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/02/tempestade-perfeita.html' title='A tempestade perfeita'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kNdVyoPwTpA/TVaCSP70jTI/AAAAAAAAAuc/A855yoep-uY/s72-c/neptuno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-7093460043284364153</id><published>2011-02-04T17:31:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-04T17:38:03.077Z</updated><title type='text'>Capitão da Areia</title><summary type='text'>À noite,Há fadas pelo céu,Gigantes como eu,Cuidado!Há sombras na janela,Peter Pan dança na estrela,Não acordes na viagem.Conta-me uma históriaDe tesouros e luar,És capitão da Areia,E pirata de Alto MarAgora,As cortinas têm rostos,São fantasmas bem-dispostos,Cuidado!O Super-homem está a caminho,Traz o Panda e o Soldadinho,Fecha os olhos e verás.Às vezesHá dragões que têm medoE é esse o seu segredo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/7093460043284364153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=7093460043284364153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/7093460043284364153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/7093460043284364153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/02/capitao-da-areia.html' title='Capitão da Areia'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-196583972705320709</id><published>2011-01-10T03:09:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-01-10T03:33:17.894Z</updated><title type='text'>Lição de vida nº 31</title><summary type='text'>O terceiro filme da saga Indiana Jones, o arqueólogo com um humor tão peculiar, é sobre uma busca.A procura do Santo Graal, o cálice que Jesus utilizou para beber na última ceia e que depois terá recolhido o sangue de Jesus na cruz, na posse do amigo José, que era de Arimateia.Indiana Jones vai à procura do pai, nao do Graal. O pai sim, toda a vida procurou pelo cálice.Quando por fim o encontram,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/196583972705320709/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=196583972705320709&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/196583972705320709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/196583972705320709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2011/01/licao-de-vida-n-31.html' title='Lição de vida nº 31'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-5362887097269086423</id><published>2010-12-21T12:13:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-12-21T12:16:26.135Z</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and good swells in 2011!</title><summary type='text'>* com o patrocínio CORBIS images.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/5362887097269086423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=5362887097269086423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5362887097269086423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5362887097269086423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-and-good-swells-in-2011.html' title='Merry Christmas and good swells in 2011!'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/TRCab87TfuI/AAAAAAAAArY/6WJzZaCf0tY/s72-c/42-23994756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-6789824712962770936</id><published>2010-12-03T13:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:51:22.895Z</updated><title type='text'>Six billion people in the world... all different, all the same</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/6789824712962770936/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=6789824712962770936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6789824712962770936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6789824712962770936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/12/six-billion-people-in-world-all.html' title='Six billion people in the world... all different, all the same'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-8621510204401777276</id><published>2010-11-24T15:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-26T09:59:06.802Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Até já companheiro...O Amarelinho foi um dos meus maiores companheiros de Aventura... Comecei a minha vida profissional como arqueólogo com este carro.Junto subimos montanhas, descemos vales, juntos passámos rios, vencemos pedras aguçadas e safámo-nos de lama encharcada, vencemos frio e neve, pisámos kms de areia quente do deserto do Sahara.Carregámos caixotes com bens humanitários, e levámos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/8621510204401777276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=8621510204401777276&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8621510204401777276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8621510204401777276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/11/ate-ja-companheiro.html' title=''/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/TOzeb3LRLeI/AAAAAAAAAqc/cwRGfa-p1-U/s72-c/amarelinho.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-8806609267792078180</id><published>2010-11-07T14:31:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-07T14:43:02.786Z</updated><title type='text'>O sapo sábio e a tartaruga jovem</title><summary type='text'>Havia uma tartaruga que era jovem, irreverente como os jovens, gostava de experiências novas e gostava de arriscar, ir mais longe, desafiar limites.Tinha um vizinho, um sapo, sábio, de cabelos brancos de riqueza de vida. Era discernido, tranquilo, tinha muita experiência e, como verdadeiro sábio, gostava de partilhar a sua sabedoria e dar conselhos.Uma noite, a tartaruga jovem queria sair. Mas o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/8806609267792078180/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=8806609267792078180&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8806609267792078180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8806609267792078180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-sapo-sabio-e-tartaruga-jovem.html' title='O sapo sábio e a tartaruga jovem'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/TNa675SmHCI/AAAAAAAAAqU/h4uiF8Ya7HU/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-11-07+at+2.42.21+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-6866152700033040791</id><published>2010-10-05T20:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-10-05T20:21:36.855Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No início a bonita oração "Magnificent"no minuto 10... "ONE"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/6866152700033040791/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=6866152700033040791&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6866152700033040791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6866152700033040791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-inicio-bonita-oracao-magnificent-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-6673071737684911856</id><published>2010-10-02T19:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-10-02T19:52:00.088Z</updated><title type='text'>WE ARE ONE! - U2</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/6673071737684911856/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=6673071737684911856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6673071737684911856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6673071737684911856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-are-one-u2.html' title='WE ARE ONE! - U2'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-1614530771024904983</id><published>2010-09-30T09:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-09-30T09:52:27.176Z</updated><title type='text'>Usem protector solar</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/1614530771024904983/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=1614530771024904983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/1614530771024904983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/1614530771024904983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/09/usem-protector-solar.html' title='Usem protector solar'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-9065063576802486641</id><published>2010-09-26T13:43:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-09-26T13:51:30.871Z</updated><title type='text'>Rip Curl Pro Peniche 2010</title><summary type='text'>Good News!Temos de novo o WCT entre nós!Em Outubro, de 7 a 18... Peniche.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/9065063576802486641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=9065063576802486641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/9065063576802486641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/9065063576802486641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/09/rip-curl-pro-peniche-201.html' title='Rip Curl Pro Peniche 2010'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/TJ9Odwyr1PI/AAAAAAAAAoU/LNl6kjZh2cY/s72-c/rip_curl_pro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-8102354443900131066</id><published>2010-09-18T16:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-09-26T13:47:41.977Z</updated><title type='text'>La Libertad</title><summary type='text'>De “Caminar sobre las aguas” , Anthony de Mello:´Déjenme contar una historia sobre una persona libre. Es la historia de una muchacha, en una aldea de pescadores, que fue madre soltera. Sus padres la pegaron hasta que confesó quién era el padre, ella dijo: “Es el maestro zen que vive en el templo fuera de la aldea.” Sus padres y todos los aldeanos quedaron indignados. Corrieron al templo, después </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/8102354443900131066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=8102354443900131066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8102354443900131066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8102354443900131066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/09/la-libertad.html' title='La Libertad'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/TJ9NPowQRdI/AAAAAAAAAoM/U-JF_miWwUk/s72-c/AnthonyDeMello-1A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-51808581707259670</id><published>2010-09-16T10:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:00:03.200Z</updated><title type='text'>Imortais...</title><summary type='text'>Uma oração, ... ou uma declaração que transcrevo aqui, da Mafalda Veiga. Cada um que leia conforme o seu interior lhe disser. Não é uma declaração, sempre uma oração? Não é uma oração sempre uma declaração?Por mais que a vida nos agarre assimNos troque planos sem sequer pedirSem perguntar a que é que tem direitoSem lhe importar o que nos faz sentirEu sei que ainda somos imortaisSe nos olhamos tão</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/51808581707259670/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=51808581707259670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/51808581707259670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/51808581707259670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/09/imortais.html' title='Imortais...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-4095337943599403417</id><published>2010-09-02T21:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:14:14.150Z</updated><title type='text'>Gimme some Truth</title><summary type='text'>Amanhã falo a um grupo de gente nova sobre um valor que a nossa sociedade devia levar mais a sério: a verdade, com rigor... lembrava-me de uma grande música dedicada à verdade, dos Beatles, mas que conheci pelos acordes dos Pearl Jam..isto no dia em que há mais um acidente numa plataforma petrolífera (money for oil), um dia depois dos protestos por justiça social em Moçambique, num tempo de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/4095337943599403417/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=4095337943599403417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/4095337943599403417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/4095337943599403417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/09/gimme-some-truth.html' title='Gimme some Truth'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-2520760203444537540</id><published>2010-07-18T11:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-07-18T11:06:24.025Z</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday Madiba</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/2520760203444537540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=2520760203444537540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2520760203444537540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2520760203444537540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-madiba.html' title='happy birthday Madiba'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/TELgJQqB03I/AAAAAAAAAnc/eM0QtzH20SY/s72-c/mandela.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-8278757026305281302</id><published>2010-07-13T13:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-07-13T13:27:26.555Z</updated><title type='text'>surfar uma onda gigante!</title><summary type='text'>Assim deviamos viver a vida...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/8278757026305281302/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=8278757026305281302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8278757026305281302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8278757026305281302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/07/surfar-uma-onda-gigante.html' title='surfar uma onda gigante!'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-6711325619581106277</id><published>2010-07-02T18:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-07-02T18:27:11.087Z</updated><title type='text'>The Melalli sessions</title><summary type='text'>Surf e Desenvolvimento... duas misturas muito boas...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/6711325619581106277/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=6711325619581106277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6711325619581106277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6711325619581106277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/07/melalli-sessions_02.html' title='The Melalli sessions'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-2913652538029597128</id><published>2010-05-24T12:17:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-05-24T12:20:58.123Z</updated><title type='text'>Campeonato Nacional de Surf Esperanças na Praia da Costa Nova</title><summary type='text'>Mais notícias em SURF TOTAL</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/2913652538029597128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=2913652538029597128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2913652538029597128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2913652538029597128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/05/campeonato-nacional-de-surf-esperancas.html' title='Campeonato Nacional de Surf Esperanças na Praia da Costa Nova'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/S_pukNcOtdI/AAAAAAAAAl0/AmN8ASJCYCY/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-05-24+at+1.17.17+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-1160741119892053103</id><published>2010-05-15T12:10:00.007Z</published><updated>2010-05-15T12:17:56.275Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/S-6Pn0nck0I/AAAAAAAAAlE/7xc8y4Vq8tY/s1600/BLOG.jpg'/><title type='text'>MaineLand</title><summary type='text'>Há poucos blogs de surf que sintetizem tão bem, em qualidade e quantidade, o que é o surf como desporto, o seu espírito e carisma, e o que esse todo implica na maneira de ver e viver a vida....Vale a pena a visita frequente:        MAINELAND</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/1160741119892053103/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=1160741119892053103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/1160741119892053103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/1160741119892053103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/05/maineland.html' title='MaineLand'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/S-6QBwrx2HI/AAAAAAAAAlU/UvrjonBmkmc/s72-c/0-TituloBlog-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-8036542791349729354</id><published>2010-04-29T11:22:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-04-29T11:32:00.216Z</updated><title type='text'>Heading for the Pacific...</title><summary type='text'>Completam-se hoje 12 anos. Há 12 anos saí do Seminário...Uma das decisões mais importantes e difíceis da vida até agora.Já vai algum tempo desde o dia 29 de Abril de 1998. Muitos dos sonhos lá construídos, muitos dos ensinamentos lá aprendidos e vividos são o guia que me orienta a vida.Agradeço a vida que tive e que tenho e o facto de o Seminário fazer parte dela. Foram bons anos... de muita </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d72f25e80192771&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/8036542791349729354/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=8036542791349729354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8036542791349729354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8036542791349729354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/04/heading-for-pacific_29.html' title='Heading for the Pacific...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/S9ltp11FetI/AAAAAAAAAkE/OxsXssSClnw/s72-c/sminario.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-431894567265398765</id><published>2010-04-16T16:18:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-04-16T16:23:34.555Z</updated><title type='text'>Circuito Regional de Espinho - SurfJah clube de surf de Espinho</title><summary type='text'>JÁ NO PRÓXIMO FIM DE SEMAMAINSCRIÇÕES AQUI - até hoje às 21hÉ já no dia 17 e 18 de Abril que decorrerá na Praia de Espinho a 1ª Etapa do Circuito Regional de Espinho, organizado pelo SurfJah Clube.Alguns dos atletas de maior referência Espinhense já se inscreveram, assim como atletas de cidades vizinhas. Esperamos um bom nível na competição.  Devido a uma adesão que superou as espectativas as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/431894567265398765/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=431894567265398765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/431894567265398765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/431894567265398765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/04/circuito-regional-de-espinho-surfjah.html' title='Circuito Regional de Espinho - SurfJah clube de surf de Espinho'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/S8iOunjARRI/AAAAAAAAAj0/WwCnhVZg6_w/s72-c/Cartaz.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-6858147282909451303</id><published>2010-04-12T00:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-04-12T00:46:41.965Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am mine'/><title type='text'>Read this OUT LOUD as a Declaration of Independence</title><summary type='text'>The selfish, they're all standing in lineFaithing and hoping to buy themselves timeMe, I figure as each breath goes byI only own my mindThe North is to South what the clock is to timeThere's east and there's west and there's everywhere lifeI know I was born and I know that I'll dieThe in between is mineI am mineAnd the feeling, it gets left behindAll the innocence lost at one timeSignificant, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/6858147282909451303/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=6858147282909451303&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6858147282909451303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/6858147282909451303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/04/read-this-out-loud-as-declaration-of.html' title='Read this OUT LOUD as a Declaration of Independence'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-2489161068089976647</id><published>2010-03-16T12:26:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-16T12:39:51.967Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Circuito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espinho'/><title type='text'>Circuito Regional de Espinho</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;     &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   Etapas 17 e 18 de Abril 19 e 20 Junho 11 e 12 de Setembro A organização reserva-se no direito de adiar as datas previstas, caso as previsões do tempo e das condições do mar não forem as mais favoráveis. Para bem da qualidade da prova, ao nível dos atletas, dos patrocinadores, do staff e público. Assim sendo, os atletas que já tiverem deito a sua </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/2489161068089976647/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=2489161068089976647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2489161068089976647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2489161068089976647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/03/circuito-regional-de-espinho.html' title='Circuito Regional de Espinho'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/S597X4f0SrI/AAAAAAAAAjk/EM6F9sWbSNo/s72-c/cartaz_low.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-2405656641684533509</id><published>2010-03-14T20:56:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:26:24.193Z</updated><title type='text'>The First Time...</title><summary type='text'>Hoje fui ao Mar. Trânsito desesperante de Domingueiro no primeiro dia de sol já de há muito aguardado...Muito tempo depois, já finalmente com os pés na areia, mãos tipicamente nos bolsos do desbotado casacão com gorro, o ínicio da "where the streets have no name" dos U2 como banda sonora na cabeça... e....Não havia uma única onda no mar... Só que depois fui na mesma, e corri das maiores ondas da </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/2405656641684533509/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=2405656641684533509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2405656641684533509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2405656641684533509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-time.html' title='The First Time...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-2824925411900371068</id><published>2010-03-11T14:21:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-11T14:46:37.846Z</updated><title type='text'>SurfJAH Clube organiza o circuito regional de Espinho</title><summary type='text'>Cultura do Surf, Cultura da Vida!(carrega na imagem para ampliar)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/2824925411900371068/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=2824925411900371068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2824925411900371068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2824925411900371068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/03/surfjah-clube-organiza-o-circuito.html' title='SurfJAH Clube organiza o circuito regional de Espinho'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/S5kA5PVoOCI/AAAAAAAAAjc/YA0Igo0P4Qo/s72-c/cartaz_low.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-5383779303164025016</id><published>2010-02-25T22:43:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-25T22:43:00.346Z</updated><title type='text'>Localismo</title><summary type='text'>O localismo é uma coisa de se lamentar profundamente.Por mais gente que haja na água, há lugar para todos. Para principiantes, para os que acham que sabem muito, para os que sabem muito, para os que tentam, para os que desistem e para os que não desistem.Todos nós passamos por todas as fases algum dia na vida. Só aqueles que não se aventuram por mares novos é que não se sentem novos e arriscados,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/5383779303164025016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=5383779303164025016&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5383779303164025016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5383779303164025016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/02/localismo.html' title='Localismo'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-1436865491326293187</id><published>2010-02-18T22:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:39:00.173Z</updated><title type='text'>Mavericks</title><summary type='text'>Em 2006... um drop do outro mundo.Em 2010... um sinal dos tempos...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/1436865491326293187/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=1436865491326293187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/1436865491326293187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/1436865491326293187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/02/mavericks.html' title='Mavericks'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-8442326668383128153</id><published>2010-02-13T00:01:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-12T19:30:38.571Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/8442326668383128153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=8442326668383128153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8442326668383128153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/8442326668383128153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/S3WqdFWS7hI/AAAAAAAAAhM/p9bo-efQszc/s72-c/gone_surfing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-7359431667118385981</id><published>2010-02-12T16:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-12T19:29:16.194Z</updated><title type='text'>Smilin Surfin in India</title><summary type='text'>Documental Smiling Surfing in India, primera parte from Ion Eizaguirre on Vimeo.Documental Smiling Surfin in India, segunda parte from Ion Eizaguirre on Vimeo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/7359431667118385981/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=7359431667118385981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/7359431667118385981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/7359431667118385981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/02/smilin-surfin-in-india.html' title='Smilin Surfin in India'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-2516088858102572233</id><published>2010-02-07T18:48:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-02-07T19:12:31.343Z</updated><title type='text'>What goes up...</title><summary type='text'>Há um ano atrás, o homem era o maior... ia mudar o mundo num estalar de dedos.Agora está no fundo, "não foi capaz de fazer nada...Coisa estranha esta do mundo que condena toda a gente sem julgamento, seja nos jornais, seja nas relações humanas, seja no trabalho, seja na escola, seja...Quando estiveres na crista da onda, nunca te iludas porque é temporário.Quando fores capa de jornal, nuna te </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/2516088858102572233/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=2516088858102572233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2516088858102572233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2516088858102572233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-goes-up.html' title='What goes up...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-407537864982758059</id><published>2010-01-12T23:01:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-24T01:47:44.094Z</updated><title type='text'>find my direction magnetically..</title><summary type='text'>Such is the way of the worldYou can never knowJust where to put all your faithAnd how will it growGonna rise upBurning back holes in dark memoriesGonna rise upTurning mistakes into goldSuch is the passage of timeToo fast to foldAnd suddenly swallowed by signsLow and beholdGonna rise upFind my direction magneticallyGonna rise upThrow down my ace in the hole</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/407537864982758059/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=407537864982758059&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/407537864982758059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/407537864982758059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/01/such-is-way-of-world-you-can-never-know.html' title='find my direction magnetically..'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-517014523931055312</id><published>2010-01-12T16:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-12T16:17:00.844Z</updated><title type='text'>The Bethany Hamilton Story</title><summary type='text'>Uma grande história de coragem e de Amor.Amor porque perder um braço para alguém é uma tragédia. Amor porque se reergueu e com a sua humanidade, defeitos e qualidades, vive a sua vida como um testemunho não pretensioso, mas humilde.Humilde porque humano...Tem a sua história publicada em Português... clica aqui!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/517014523931055312/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=517014523931055312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/517014523931055312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/517014523931055312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/01/bethany-hamilton-story.html' title='The Bethany Hamilton Story'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-2598612648890989975</id><published>2010-01-06T13:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-06T16:30:40.213Z</updated><title type='text'>Bíblia do Surfista</title><summary type='text'>Dizem que Jesus foi o primeiro... uma data de coisas! Pois bem, deixem-me puxar a brasa à minha sardinha... Ele foi também o primeiro surfista! Está registado neste livro do Novo Testamento! Ele caminhou sobre as águas.Depois foi Pedro a tentar, mas não conseguiu. Homem de pouca Fé, disse Jesus.Para surfar é preciso Fé, pois claro. Surfar é digamos, entrar em Comunhão com Deus, no meio da Água, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/2598612648890989975/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=2598612648890989975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2598612648890989975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/2598612648890989975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2010/01/biblia-do-surfista.html' title='Bíblia do Surfista'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/S0Sz0XNr13I/AAAAAAAAAfo/dG6JmFUxiBs/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-01-06+at+3.59.47+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-5105117911647179678</id><published>2009-12-26T11:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-26T11:45:36.869Z</updated><title type='text'>Se nascesse hoje...</title><summary type='text'>Se Jesus aparecesse hoje no nosso mundo, nasceria incógnito numa família boa e trabalhadora do Equador, do Uzbequistão ou doutro sítio qualquer, daqueles que não aparecem nas notícias. As pessoas ficariam confusas: "Onde é que isso fica?" Jesus não apareceria na televisão e não seria visto em nenhum centro de poder ou de riqueza. Seria intimidado, caluniado e criticado. Diria verdades simples; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/5105117911647179678/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=5105117911647179678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5105117911647179678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/5105117911647179678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2009/12/se-nascesse-hoje.html' title='Se nascesse hoje...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N9lWkWlhMj8/SzX3VhjgB3I/AAAAAAAAAeo/sh-S-4BNUIc/s72-c/presepio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-4729110326315648038</id><published>2009-12-24T01:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-24T01:52:31.215Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/4729110326315648038/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=4729110326315648038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/4729110326315648038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/4729110326315648038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas...'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8142163479522060523.post-535593318092449832</id><published>2009-12-17T10:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:33:23.955Z</updated><title type='text'>A tua Presença... Parabéns Pai, por esta vida!</title><summary type='text'>Um dia antes do aniversário do meu Pai, chega-me a partilha do querido amigo P. Pedro José, do outro lado do mar.O texto de Thomas Merton, é feito ao Pai do céu, mas não é o nosso Pai da terra imagem do nosso Pai do céu?!Ao lê-lo, reflito e dedico-o aos dois Pais... mas hoje.. ao de cá que já há muitos anos a esta parte me tem apresentado o mundo, sempre na sua presença, seja ela presente ou </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/feeds/535593318092449832/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8142163479522060523&amp;postID=535593318092449832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/535593318092449832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8142163479522060523/posts/default/535593318092449832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadadomar.blogspot.com/2009/12/tua-presenca-parabens-pai-por-esta-vida.html' title='A tua Presença... Parabéns Pai, por esta vida!'/><author><name>Pedro A. Neto</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101168587284425437079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-hdmu2lqoOi8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA_k/dWq4EuLo4vQ/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
