Nuestras cosas - Our things
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Permalink Reply by Ayla Roble on -
Thanks, Jens. You send me a very sweet image. It will help me to maintain strong. Big hug.
Jens Mügge said:
Hi Ayla - I know what you share here with us. If you fight alone you will fight against a wall. But stay strong and fight for your right! Hope you will find real friends. For me one of my friends is Medicine Buddha - that is really not a joke ...
Jens
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Permalink Reply by Ayla Roble on
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Dear Jens, I will take the image and I will coloured with my favourite image treatment program: Paint Shop Pro.
Is a good idea to colour this :-) Thank you again from my hearth :-) Big hug from me to you. You are a good and sweet person :-)
Jenskas said:Ayla Roble said:Thanks, Jens. You send me a very sweet image. It will help me to maintain strong. Big hug.
Jens Mügge said:Hi Ayla - I know what you share here with us. If you fight alone you will fight against a wall. But stay strong and fight for your right! Hope you will find real friends. For me one of my friends is Medicine Buddha - that is really not a joke ...
Jens
This Medicine Buddha image is very important and you can paint like a mandala - see some other pictures/thangas in the world wide web.
Jens
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Permalink Reply by Ayla Roble on
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Amigos queridos:
Espero no tengáis ningún familiar o amigo entre las víctimas.
Krisaya propone encender una vela para los que sufren por este accidente.
Atención también a esto: viajaban 4 alemanes.
Abrazos grandes y tristes.
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Permalink Reply by Ayla Roble on
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Gracias a todos los que habéis enviado energía para las víctimas y familiares del accidente aéreo en el Aeropuerto de Madrid-Barajas, el pasado 20 de Agosto.
Abrazo enorme para todos.
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