Category: Inspiration

The family of little Antonella believe the beautiful moment happened because she recognised her father’s voice – that of 25 year old Flávio Dantas. Her mother Tarsila Batista told SóNotíciaBoa, “They put her on top of me sleeping and as soon as he spoke to her, Antonella opened her eyes and smiled!”

Flavio talked and played with the baby throughout pregnancy: “He always told her that he loved her so much. Good morning when I went to work, arrived good afternoon, said I’d always be there, kept stroking my belly… And amazingly it always seems at the same time every day she started to move.”

Antonella smiled at the moment she heard the phrase her Dad had always said during pregnancy. Flavio said, “I thought I knew what a feeling of true love was, until I looked at that most sincere smile in the world … it was [there] that I could be sure what love is.”

Flavio is a Brazilian naval soldier, whilst Antonella’s mother, Tarsila, worked in a kiosk as an attendant and then as a cook until her daughter was born. Antonella came to the world at just over 3.1kg and 49 cm in Rio de Janeiro.

She was born on August 11th, which is Father’s Day in Brazil.

Newborn daughter smiles at Dad after recognising voice, moment captured in viral photo

A “raft” of floating pumice rock the size of Manhattan is drifting towards Australia, bringing along with it new marine life that could help with the recovery of the Great Barrier Reef’s corals, half of which have been killed in recent years …

https://www.cnn.com/2019/08/25/asia/pumice-stone-underwater-volcano-great-barrier-reef-intl/index.html

In order for the government to give from one person it has to take from another who earned it. This removes incentive to work. And if you think they take from the rich who can afford it, look deeply into the wealth of those at the top of the chain in Communist states. Unless we change the moral and ethic level of ALL members of society, from bottom to top and top to bottom, we will continue to have greed, corruption, exploitation and poverty no matter what political/economic system is employed.

Scott Morrison’s coming after anyone who dares to hold him to account.

So we’re stepping up our campaign for a Media Freedom Act – demanding new laws that will protect journalists, whistleblowers, and our right to know.

When Parliament sits in a few weeks, we want to deliver a petition Morrison can’t ignore. Will you sign on? Join the call for a Media Freedom Act now!

https://www.getup.org.au/campaigns/defend-getup-f4eb94f1-f3ab-490e-8ad1-f88d4dbccaa9/sign-share-we-demand-accountability/raise-your-voice

At the Himba of Namibia in Southern Africa, the date of birth of a child is fixed, not at the time of its arrival in the world, nor in its design, but much earlier: since the day the child is thought in His Mother’s mind.

When a woman decides she’s going to have a child, she settle down and rests under a tree, and she listens until she can hear the song of the child who wants to be born. And after she heard this child’s song, she comes back to the man who will be the father of the child to teach him that song. And then, when they make love to physically design the child, they sing the song of the child, to invite him.

When the mother is pregnant, she teaches the singing of this child to the midwives and older women of the village. So, when the child is born, old women and people around him sing his song to welcome him.

As the child grows, the other villagers learn his song. So if the child falls, or gets hurt, he always finds someone to pick him up and sing his song. Similarly, if the child does something wonderful, or successfully passes through the rites of passage, the people of the village sing his song to honor him.

In the tribe, there is another opportunity where villagers sing for the child. If, at any time during his life, the person commits an aberrant crime or social act, the individual is called in the center of the village and the people of the community form a circle around him. Then they sing his song.

The tribe recognizes that the correction of antisocial behavior does not pass through punishment, it is by love and reminder of identity. When you recognize your own song, you don’t want or need to do anything that would harm the other.

And the same way through their lives. In Marriage, songs are sung together.

And when, getting old, this kid is lying in his bed, ready to die, All the villagers know his song, and they sing, for the last time, his song.