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oooiiii beliebers,estao ansiosas para os 18 aninhos do Justin?Como qualquer Belieber dedicada ja sabe, nesta proxima quinta-feira, 1o de Marco, Justin Bieber estara fazendo 18 anos. O canal Multishow ira exibir um documentario sobre o Justin neste dia e algumas novidades.O documentario This Is Justin Bieber, que foi gravado quando ele esteve no Reino Unido e tem performances dos maiores sucessos de Justin Bieber.Sera exibido em 3 canais,so em tv de assinatura! Eaiii galerinha,tudo bem?Voces sabem ne,que o aniversario do Justin ta chegando,ele vai passar o aniversario dele no Programa de Ellen Degeneres. Ele vai estar la no dia 1o de Marco, vai passar o programa na Warner Bros !Justin vai esta presente no programa da Ellene no site oficial do The Ellen Show, foi noticiado que sera uma festa em grande estilo para a maior sensacao pop do planeta. E que devem rolar uma grande surpresa especial de aniversario. Ooooiii galera,o Justin tem uma nova musica!O single Live my Life da banda Far East Moviment com a participacao de Justin Bieber foi divulgada nesta sexta, dia 24. Estamos emocionados por Justin fazer parte de Dirty Bass. Sempre fomos focados em colaboracoes inesperadas e mesclar generos musicais para continuar fazendo musica empolgante. Live My Life e uma cancao que os nossos fas e os de Bieber poderao aproveitar juntos, afirmou o rapper Kev Nish, membro da banda.Ouca a musica,muito legal : Far East Movement (ft. Justin Bieber) - Live My Life by CherrytreeRecords ooooiiiii gente,tudo bem com voces?(:hoje tem mais noticias do Justin pra voces :DJustin Bieber anunciou o lancamento de seu segundo livro em setembro deste ano nos Estados Unidos. O nome seria "Justin Bieber: Just Getting Started" quer dizer," Justin Bieber: So o Comeco" vai mostrar com fotos toda a historia por tras dos palcos de suas turnes pelo mundo todo, inclusive a do filme Never Say Never !Seu primeiro livro, "First Step 2 Forever: My Story" quer dizer, " Primeiro Passo Para a Eternidade: Minha Historia", lancado ha dois anos, vendeu mais de um milhao de copias no mundo inteiro. Para quem achava que a Bieber Fever esta esfriando, enganou-se, e Justin Bieber continua causando o tumulto que so grandes astros podem. Foi o que aconteceu no ultimo sabado (04), quando suspeitou-se que o cantor estava em um shopping em Miami. Confira materia do Gather sobre o ocorrido:Em 4 de fevereiro, autoridades fecharam o Aventura Mall em Miami, Florida, logo apos Justin Bieber aparecer. Aparentemente, centenas de fas do cantor, de alguma forma ficaram sabendo de seu paradeiro e invadiram o shopping. Mas sera que o shopping tinha que fechar? E quem fechou? A seguranca do shopping ou a policia de Miami? Havia realmente qualquer perigo de caos?O motivo de como o astro pop causou tumulto no shopping ainda e incerto. Mas o processo pode ter comecado com um tweet inocente que segue abaixo."Ao sair do shopping Adventura Mall em Miami, comprei um par de coisas na @ Fitch Store... e vi Justin Bieber #SWAG", escreveu um fa animado.A mensagem foi rapidamente retweeted mil vezes e, em seguida, o
shopping estava cheio de Beliebers. Como voce pode ver na foto abaixo:Cada centimetro de espaco disponivel no Aventura Mall foi ocupado por fas de Justin Bieber com a esperanca de um vislumbre, ou mais, do seu idolo. Quantos deles realmente alcancaram esse objetivo e desconhecido. Mas de acordo com alguem chamado King James, a policia (ou policiais do shopping) tomaram a decisao certa."Gritos para @justinbieber foram parar no @UnknownMiami hoje!", twittou King James. "Vi eles fecharem o shopping em alguns minutos! Um pandemonio!"Creditos: Bieber Mania
Sarah Alisabeth Fox tells her personal story about meditation and waitressing. iStockPhoto.com/woodstockA few weeks ago, I leaned on the servers' side of the kitchen window to let the heat from the lamp warm my face and hands. It was quiet in the restaurant, business-wise, so after glancing at each of my tables to ascertain that they had what they needed, I flipped to a fresh page in my orderpad and scribbled."It's hard to see the poetry in this anymore."Maybe it seems strange, but there have been times when observing the patterns of restaurants brought me some satisfaction. The nights when every table in my section ordered an ice tea and a lemonade, when every child requested an apple juice and every woman ordered the portabella and I wondered about the possibility of some underlying stream of universal human consciousness. There have been days when I served people their fries and beers and thought about desire and satisfaction and the temporary solace of food, watching it evaporate as the crumbs went cold. There have been moments when being invisible to the people I waited on made me privvy to fascinating moments of human nature and tiny poems of society. Marital strife laid bare, eating disorders lurking under napkins, couples on dates that spoke nary a word, but spent all their time pushing buttons on their phones. Declarations of independence made over diet cokes and tears falling on ice cream sundaes.All I see lately is human smallness. All I hear is demands. All I witness is monotony. There isn't any poetry in my perspective, just tiredness. If my mind is active the boredom of waitressing becomes unbearable, so I spend the first three hours of my shift slowing my thoughts down, transitioning into worker bee mind, and the last five hours slogging, numb. I get home and sit on the couch at one a.m. and wait for a creative thought to resurge, because it is the hour when they have always visited me, but things are numb. Which is a blessing, I guess, cause I am hungry for sleep these days.I took some time off work this past weekend. Let go of the $300 or so I knew I'd make in cash from Friday dinner and Saturday lunch. Let go of worrying about my savings fund for my upcoming maternity leave. Folded up my apron. And went off to sit on a cushion.There were moments at the beginning when I pettily wished I'd skipped the meditation weekend and used the time off to do something less demanding. Watching movies, perhaps. Walking to the beach with my dog and my husband. Baking something sweet. Sleeping in in the morning. Moments when I thought about the way I try to empty my mind of thoughts at work so I can be a Good Waitress, and here I was seeking to quiet my mind on a cushion, when I could have been curled on the couch, sipping tea and trying to spark creative thought with a pen and a blank journal page. There were moments sitting there
on the cushion, when I remembered vividly the physical pain of my last meditation weekend, when my shoulders rebelled at the sitting and knotted into a ball of sharp ache that took over all of my attention.But they were only moments. In between them, I found myself sitting in a new, open space. In that new, open space, my mind still ran wild. I thought about laundry, food, writing, love, and the tiny person living in my abdomen.I also paid attention to my body, and shifted my sitting position before the ache had a chance to settle in. I followed my breath. I followed the person in front of me during walking meditation, and I returned to the cushion to attend to my body, and follow my breath. I thought about thousands of things, inconsequential and pivotal, and labeled each item "Thinking." Liberated my gerbil-wheel mind from the responsibility of dealing with the pivotal things. Smiled at the democracy of Thinking, in which laundry and home-buying and croissants and parenthood and birds flying past are of equal significance. No matter how profound or inane or life-altering or petty the thought, it is only that: a thought. A construction of my habitual mind. I felt like I was following myself through a park laced with trails, and noticing the ones I favored every day, trails I stepped into without realizing I was choosing them.The meditation instructor talked about cocoons, the way we enfold ourselves in habit to protect ourselves from being fully present. How we keep our talents and our deepest kindnesses locked away inside those cocoons, because bringing them out honestly into the sunlight makes us vulnerable in the present moment, and we would just as soon save vulnerability for some other time.It occurred to me that waitressing is one of my cocoons. A safe place to make money without laying bare my desire to be creative professionally. There is no chance of failing at being a Writer if I forestall any chance of failure by never trying, by claiming "its impossible to make a living that way, and waitressing pays the bills." It's my smelly little refuge from the creative job market, a source of professional-level income that asks nothing of my intelligence. I claim to hate the way customers don't see the person behind the apron, but on some level, I crave that anonymity, because its much safer than writing something and sticking my name on it.Hmm.During the Saturday break, my husband and I walked through the arboretum nearby the meditation center. Held hands. Let our dog tear around the hillsides and noticed spring emerging everywhere. Marveled at the tiny green buds making their way out of bare branches, which seemed even more astounding than seeds sprouting from the earth, when I thought about it. We spent the walk back to the meditation center in silence. Returned to the cushion. Practiced walking meditation at the gong. Sat again, deluged with thoughts. Labeled them thinking, and went back to the breath.Sunday afternoon, I left the meditation weekend early. Somewhere else, across
the country, two football teams were going to duke it out for an athletic title, and I was needed at work 2 hours early to serve game-watchers massive plates of hotwings and pitchers of beer. I'd tried to get the shift covered, but no one was able, and so a week prior to the meditation workshop, I resigned myself to leaving the cushion prematurely, and picking up the order pad once more. Resigned myself to combining two activities I'd come to resent tremendously: waitressing and professional football. As the weekend neared though, I began to see the humor in my scheduling conflict. I could virtually hear long-gone spiritual teachers chuckling at my predicament.I talked about my early departure, and my fears connected to it, with my meditation discussion group on Sunday morning. We all acknowledged how difficult it can be to take this quieter mind back into the big world, away from the safety and structure and respectful quiet of the meditation center. When the time came, I said goodbye to friends, and Ryan and I drove back to West Seattle. I put my apron on, and I waited on a group of perfectly kind people who were there to watch the game. Yes, they shouted and cheered. Yes, they demanded beers without always making eye contact, and asked me questions while leaning out to look around my body to see the television. When my anger surged, I noticed it. When I let it go, I noticed it going. Many people said please and thank you, and when I felt kind toward them, I noticed it. When I saw a regular and brought her the lemons she likes with her beer, she was genuinely grateful I remembered without her asking. I noticed her gratitude, and was grateful for it. When the game ended, they left. My section emptied, my shift ended, and I cleaned up and went home.Nothing profound has changed in my life because I went to meditation. But I am practicing.Mindfulness.On the cushion, and in the apron.
With the airing of Lance Armstrong's long-term doping, we ask: what are the ways in which mindfulness can play a role in cycling?Photo flickr.com/lmpicardIn January, cyclist Lance Armstrong admitted to doping on each of his seven Tour de France winsmonths after he was officially stripped of his titles by the cycling's governing body.President of the International Cycling Union (UCI) Pat McQuaid has referred to the doping charges "the biggest crisis cycling has ever faced."The issue has prompted us to return to a topic of conversation here on Mindful.org and in the premier issue of Mindful magazine: the body-mind connection. In this article, cyclist Karolyn Hudson talks about how mindfulness and sports psychology go hand in hand. Sports psychology is the practice of using your mind to enhance your sport, regardless of whether youre a professional athlete, a weekend warrior, or an amateur cyclist. Ive completed my third week working with Dr. Dana Blackmer of The Extra Gear and am surprised at how little control I have over my own thoughts. In my third session with Dana we discussed ways to harness the power of thought to improve my focus and concentration. The difficulty came when I applied this lesson.Mindfulness Exercises: Every other day I spent five minutes practicing my mindfulness exercises in a quiet location. I continued to use the stream visualization because that one is working for me. Others, Dana suggested, include imagining your mind has only three boxes labeled thoughts, sensations and emotions. As you continue to focus on your breathing, you place whatever enters your head into one of the boxes, thus letting your mind focus on emptiness. In another visualization, you can see yourself outside with a bright, clear, blue sky overhead. Any thoughts are encouraged to drift away like clouds. The other days I practiced my mindfulness exercises while performing a physical activity. Danas advice was to apply any success I had with calming my mind in a quiet location to a more distracting location.Focusing Acronym: Dana gave me an acronym to help me focus my attention during physical activities. The objective is to be more self aware as opposed to thinking of nothing.B Body: what is the body doing, how does the body feel physically, both good and badA Arousal level: intensity level, how energized are you? Bored? Tranquil? Nervous?S Self-talk: what are you saying to yourself, Irrelevant to the activity? Focused on the activity? Self-defeating, negative?I Imagery: purposeful daydreams picturing yourself winning a race, or imaging yourself as a train pushing up that overwhelming hill (I think I can, I think I can)C Concentration: how directed are you? Do you have a narrow beam or a wide focus?I used the BASIC acronym to help me concentrate during activities. On my first bike ride after this session, I tried to apply the acronym, but in all honesty, I couldnt remember the entire thing. What does that mean?Then, on a morning hike, I found it very helpful. I was aware of my body and of how the hike was a comparatively easy task. I was interested in
my surroundings. However, I noticed my concentration continued to wander as I thought of other things I should have been doing.Later, back on the bike, I found the BASIC acronym more helpful. I used the burning in my legs as motivation as I pumped my way up hill. I worked with the imagery, picturing myself doing well. I observed my thoughts and when they wandered I forced my concentration back to what was on the road directly in front of me, imagining a flashlight shining on the street.I had greater success with the technique on a subsequent hike in the Manzano Mountains. I was able to apply the acronym in the beginning but then quickly lost myself in the activity. And that, I believe, is the point.Karolyn Hudson is an Alburquerque Bicycle Transportation Examiner.
As part of the Finding True Refuge web series, Cecile talks about how meditation stopped her panic attacks. Photo flickr.com/Simon GAtzFor Cecile, panic attacks meant grad school was out of the question. She began to experience anxiety shortly after entering college, and by the end of it, she could not leave the house and had to move back in with her parents. Cecile says after practicing meditation daily for one month, her panic attacks began to dissipate. "Now, when I feel my anxiety come up, I can name it, [...] I can feel it come up, and I know that, like my breath, it's going to come up and leave out of my body, so I shouldn't attach to it."In this video, Cecil talks about her anxiety and discusses how being mindful of her feelings and attempting to be aware of the present has changed her sense of reality, which she previously felt she had no control over. "The only control I have is working on being in that present, so I can be aware at that time that I can go the direction I choose to go and not always be regretting that I don't like my life."This video is part of a web series called Finding True Refuge, created by Tara Brach, founder of the Insight Meditation Community in Washington, DC. A selection of Mindful articles that look at our relationship to everyday tech, from email to social media, and how mindfulness helps us navigate our online worlds. Photo flickr.com/Rosaura OchoaWhereas the Internet is not a series of tubes, we do agree that there is a lot of mystery surrounding it and how we use it. Does the Internet distract us? Does it make us more social and open to discussion? Should we attribute these characteristics to a technology, or, should we look to ourselves and our own behaviour as the source? We have compiled a series of articles on our relationship to everyday tech.Is it Time to Unplug?: "So there I was driving," writes Elisha Goldstein, "only to look up and find that I was three exits past where I needed to get off. Talk about being on auto-pilot. Sound familiar?" Addicted to Speed: How do we maintain focus in the instantaneous electric age that we live in? Susan Piver talks about the storm of information we are confronted with every day, and how a simple meditation exercise can help ease the stress of input-overload. Youve Got Mail: E-mail is so fast its almost magical, says Sylvia Boorstein. Yet with a little mindfulness it could be more than thatit could be truly transformational. Mindful Social Networking: Social networkingis it helpful or harmful? Ethan Nichtern offers suggestions for how we can go online without losing our minds. Outdoor adventure can essentially function like an extreme meditation cushion, teaching not only concentration, but also inquiry, compassion, and right action, says adventurer Renee Sharp.Photo iStockPhoto.com/rcaucinoIn 1923 British climber George Mallory was in the U.S trying to raise funds for an expedition to Mt. Everest the following year. At the time, no one
had yet reached the top of the worlds highest peak, though his team had gotten close during a previous expedition. During his trip, a New York Times reporter asked, Why do you want to climb Mt. Everest? Mallory replied simply, Because its there.No one would successfully summit Mt. Everest for another 30 years, and many lives would be lost in the pursuit of this elusive goalincluding Mallorys own during the 1924 expedition. But his words have lived on. Perhaps one reason for the almost iconic nature of Mallorys line is that his words are both so satisfying and unsatisfying at the same time. In some ways, they provide a complete answer, yet they also leave us begging for more.As the New York Times writer Stephan Holden quipped back to Mallory 85 years after the climber first spoke his famous three words to the same paper: Because its there? Yes, we know that, but still... give me a better reason.Mallorys line points to the question of whether we should have to justify our passions. Of whether we really can. They hint at the undeniable human urge to pursue challenges that we see before us, but dont touch on the source of that yearning. There is a certain mocking undercurrent, as if to say: If you even have to ask the question, you probably wont understand the answer.In July of 2007, while I was hiking up a steep, fern-edged trail on the first day of a five-day backpacking trip in Olympic National Park, what I later came to call the Mallory koan popped into my head. Why am I doing this? Or more like, Why am I doing this... really? The question quite literally stopped me dead in my tracks.At the time I had spent a sizeable percentage of my free time for the previous 20 or so years pursuing one outdoor adventure or another, this simple question had oddly never occurred to me. Or at least, not at the depth which it was presenting itself in that moment in the Olympic mountains. After a minute of two standing on the side of the trail, it dawned on me that I wasnt going to figure it all out right there in that momentso I dropped the question and continued up the hill in front of me and towards camp. To be honest, I didnt think that much more about it during the rest of that trip into a jewel-like stretch of the Pacific rainforest. But over the next few years the question kept creeping back into the periphery of my thoughts over and over again, like a stubborn cat who is absolutely insistent on sitting on your lap no matter what else you might need to do. As time went on, it became clear that whatever internal pull that keeps me coming back to climbing rocks and shooting rapids year after year is a close relative of, if not identical to, that subtle internal pull that keeps me coming back to the cushion day after day. Though I had never quite realized it before,
I began to see that these two big anchors in my life were actually teaching me remarkably similar things for years.Almost a century after Mallory first attempted Everest, outdoor adventure sports have exploded in popularity, creating a $730 billion dollar industry in the process. Could part of the reason that so many people are drawn to adventure sportswhether they recognize or notbe their natural yearning for the dharma-like teachings they offer? Maybe, maybe not. But it is an interesting idea to contemplate.You might chalk the popularity of adrenaline-laced activities up to the Western worlds seemingly unquenchable thirst for entertainment, excitement, and release. No doubt, outdoor adventure sports often can provide such things. In fact, these types of experiences may seem increasingly appealing in a modern society that is at once both more tame (i.e. climate controlled buildings, 24-7 drugstores, 37 different brands of potato chips), and more fraught with anxiety (i.e. the constant news feed about violence, drugs, and economic insecurity) at the same time. Yet adventure sports arent going to provide the kind of easy escape that television and movies offer. For one, they arent typically particularly convenient, at least for the growing number of people (like me) living in dense urban areas. The very fact that outdoor sports take place means that sooner or later you are going to be uncomfortable because the weather has a way of not cooperating with your wishes. As grateful that I am for Gore-tex and other high tech fabrics, they can only do so much if you find yourself in a torrential downpour high up on a mountain ridgeor anywhere else for that matter.While outdoor sports can be an incredible amount of fun, if pursued with any degree of seriousness, they will test you. As one of my whitewater kayaker friends used to tell her rafting clients: the river isnt Disneyland ride. There is no stop button. You dont have the option of just walking away from the field or the court and calling it quits as you do with most urban sport endeavors. If something goes wrong on in the middle of running a river, climbing a mountain, or on a backcountry ski trip perhaps a severe turn in the weather, an injury, or just hitting a big mental or emotional wallyou really have no choice but to deal with it. There simply is no escape, and not just metaphorically speaking. And as importance as proper preparation is, no matter how much you prepare, no matter how much experience you have, you can count on the fact that something will eventually go wrong. Adventure sports can also offer extremely direct and no-nonsense mind training, as there are often direct, and sometimes painful, consequences of not being present. Stop paying attention while you are kayaking, and you may quickly find yourself upside down. Space out while descending a particularly technical mountain bike run and you may quickly find yourself face down in the mud. Fail to manage your fear while in the middle of a difficult lead climb where you are 15 feet above