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Love poem to self


“Dearest heart of mine
You are divine
A being made of light
And love
Not fully living in line
With your values
And still,
Even then…
You are divine

Sweet one who seeks
To be
In those moments when
You’re far from these
Even then,
My sweet
You are precious to me

Busy, buzzing anxious mind
There’s nothing to change
Only self-love to find
In those moments when
You feel far from me
Please know,
My dearest
You are

Brilliant, beautiful being
You are as much enough
In this moment
As in any
In your imperfections
And mistakes
Still so beautifully brilliant
And perfectly okay

Little love
And fully receive
the blessing
It’s time to believe
Dear one,
You are precious
To me”

Love poem to self by Angela Marino

She Grows Love on the Inside | Original 6 x 9 Illustration is available for purchase here.

Angela Marino is an artist, counselor, writer, and Kripalu-certified yoga teacher in Gainesville, FL.

Please visit her at: and on etsy.


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This self-love poem and visual meditation were written and illustrated by Angela Marino.


When you put your had on your pillow is just you and your thoughts and the same thing happens when you wake up in the morning.
Is not anyone alse opinion, decision or their vision upon life, love, purpose.           Is just you and your conscious, you and your thoughts, your vision, you pay the consequences of your actions.

As simple as it seems can be very difficult to understand and even more difficult to apply to those who are driven by other people opinions and not by their inner voice.

A lot of people act and live like prisoners. Before each action they have the “chain tought”: What other people think…

I truly believe that’s even a bigger prison than the Alcatraz was.

We should be careful that our freedom will not harm the freedom of others but for the rest is not our problem what others think about us.

This is the reality, nobody lives your life.

So be Genteel, be Compassionate but don’t forget to be Free, be You, be Alive!
On the death bed will you asking yourself:

“What Others Think?”


“Do I truly lived?”

We are all connected

This story start in a hilltop, in the faraway Asia in one of those beautiful houses with rice paper walls lived a grandfather and three grandchildren. And there every night before going to bed, he was going to their room to tell them a story. They were listening fascinated and were falling asleep with a smile on their faces and with their minds full of the images arising from their grandfather’s stories.

Every time, in the morning, they were trying to reproduce through their play, grandfather’s fable. Every one of them was assuming a role as different as possible, for who was today a fearless warrior, the next day could become a snowflake. So this is how every day the yard was animated by their plays. The air was brought to life by the children’s laughter, as well as the grandfather’s soul warmed by the love of his grandchildren.

One day the youngest, and the most curious of the boys, asking his grandfather:

– But, grandpa, how come in your stories, the fields are full of grazing sheep and cows for the people of the village to eat? I’m asking you this because now you can hardly see a cattle or sheep stall.

– Hey, my dear, said the grandfather staring out the window with his mind far, far away in the past. When I was your age rumors came from other villages that the tigers had begun to attack a sheepfold and that three or four sheep had already been killed. The news stunned everybody because usually the tigers were hunting and living far from the human settlements. But the fear came up after our village entered their hunting territory, as well, and we lost a sheep, too. After they attacked for the second time, the men in our village arranged a tiger hunt. When people heard about their courage, other brave men from other villages joined them. And when they saw how many they were, they got so much courage that they decided not to come back home until the last tiger in all seven valleys was killed. And so they did.

There were many days and many nights until our warriors came back victorious and every house was decorated with a tiger fur.

The following years were quiet and everybody kept telling the story of the hunters’ adventures. I was young and I was listening fascinated. But along with the tigers’ disappearance, there began to multiply without any limit the gazelle, antelope and other herbivore herds, to the point that the meadows were left without grass for our animals, as well. And we no longer had anything to feed our sheep and cattle with.

Now I’m old and life taught me that God made everything in equilibrium and that everything is connected.

But, in our ignorance, we killed all the tigers because they had eaten some sheep. And now, instead of the hundreds of sheep and cattle, we have a tiger fur in our houses.

The End


“Man is the most insane species. He worships an invisible God and destroys a visible Nature. Unaware that this Nature he’s destroying is this God he’s worshipping.” Hubert Reeves

Motivational Story For The Entire Family

One day the sun was coming up over the hill and the sunlight began to emerge through the thick branches of the pine trees, to the lake that welcomed its rays glowing with joy and that spread them unselfishly through its reflection. All the birds were competing not in flight but in song and the swans began their dance on the shore.

Five little hopping frogs, just awakened and full of energy, decided to sneak out of their mother’s watchful eye, so they could do whatever they wanted. This is how they began to race in the woods, making a lot of noise. And they kept jumping around carelessly until they saw a hole that none of them had noticed before. The three elder sisters started betting, each of them convinced that only she could jump over it. But as all five of them were convinced of their own success, they lined up on the edge and jumped one at a time. Unfortunately, only three of them succeeded; the smallest two failed to reach the other side. They were lying silently on the bottom of the hole…

Their game had turned into a tragedy.

The two littlest frogs could be barely seen from above, and no matter how much their elder sisters thought about how to pull them out, they arrived at the sad conclusion that it was impossible. They cried loudly for their sisters who, if they hadn’t already died, would be gone in just a matter of time, because neither of them would be able to jump high enough. The bigger frogs knew that there was no escape. Their tiny sisters, who had been stunned at first, woke up frightened and began to jump as high as they could, but in vain.

The little frogs didn’t even approach the edge of the abyss. At first, glad that their sisters were still alive, the three elder frogs jumped around the hole, each one higher than the next, to encourage the smaller ones. Soon, one of the big frogs realized that they were only hurting the little ones, because the higher they tried to jump, the more they would get injured, and, in the end, they would still fail to come out. So they started shouting in unison:

-Don’t bother anymore, it’s too deep, you won’t manage it and will only hurt yourselves, because in the end you won’t escape.

But no, the two little frogs kept on jumping. The noise got the attention of another grown-up frog that was passing by. It came near the hole. When the three other frogs saw it, a ray of hope entered their souls, because this was the most hopping frog in the whole forest.

If someone could get the little frogs out of this trouble, it certainly was her. Seeing the situation, the hopping frog remembered another hole, a smaller one, in which she had fallen and had hardly been able to jump out. So she figured there was no possibility that the two of them could be saved. She began shouting as well:

-Don’t jump anymore for nothing, save your energy because you’ll die there!

Hearing her, one of the little frogs stopped jumping and thought:

-It’s right for sure, they are all right, it makes no sense to keep on jumping.

The little, disappointed, deterred frog quit jumping and sat in a corner waiting to die. Meanwhile, over the hole came another old frog. She was the lake’s wisest frog. There was no other frog who had lived longer or seen more. Analyzing the situation, the wisest frog remembered a brave frog that had jumped higher than anyone else and whom no one could ever match. She remembered with sorrow that when they found that frog, it was lying in the same hole and no one was able to pull it out. So she said to the others on the edge:

-Tell this crazy frog not to jump anymore and to take her sister’s example, because there’s nothing left to do, they’ll die in there.

That being said, they all began to shout their loudest:

-Stop jumping, take your sister’s example!! Stop jumping, stop!!! There’s no point in continuing. You’re too little to succeed. Don’t try anymore, you’re too frail! You have no chance! You’ll never succeed!”

The little frog kept on jumping, and the others kept on shouting at her to stop and to quit. But the little frog didn’t lose hope and the louder the ones on the edge were shouting, the higher she jumped, so that in the end, to everyone’s surprise, after a great many attempts, she managed to jump out. After she got out, the other frogs realized that she couldn’t hear a thing because during the fall she had banged her head, which left her deaf. When the others were fretting and shouting at her to quit, she thought they were encouraging her, that they were all screaming:

“Come on, you can do it!”

“You must jump higher!”

“Don’t lose hope like your sister!”

“Now or never, jump higher!!!”

Because the little frog was deaf to the discouraging words of those around her, she saw it all as encouragement. What made the difference was the fact that she believed in her own strength.


This story has more than one lesson.

            The first is to pay attention to what you say to someone who has to pass a test, as your words can help them or hurt them.

The second is not to let the majority’s negative attitude make you think your goal is impossible. You should see it all as encouragement.

And the last but not least is the most important lesson: namely, you should believe in yourself, even when others don’t.

Why I Became a Writer

This is the result of a long journey that starts after I failed living a healthy life ending in a hospital bed, half dead, with an internal hemorrhage caused by a duodenal ulcer caused by my stressful lifestyle and bad habits.

Guided by money and not by my passions or dreams, six years ago I was working at a job I didn’t fully liked for 6 day a week, sometimes 14 days in a row for 10,12, 14 and even 16 hours a day.

I did it for a better life, I did it to help my family and to afford more material stuff. Between the age of 25 and the age of 27 I increased my salary with 400% but I wasn’t happier.

In the hospital I realized the mess I was in.

I had no time for my family, my passions; I had no idea what was my life purpose.

The first part of recovery from internal bleeding began in the hospital and in one of that days, taking a few steps in the hospital garden, I saw a flower and it seems to me that it was for the first time that I saw a flower in my life.

In that flower I have seen not only beauty but also a vibrant energy, the mystery of life, I saw myself connected as never before with that flower and with the whole world. In that flower for a few moments I saw everything and everything changed inside me.

I understood that the differences between us doesn’t separate us but we are all One because we are all different, we are all like little pieces of a puzzle, we are all part from a bigger image and we are all interconnected.

From that moment I start searching for a meaning, I start take philosophy classes, I went to workshops, seminars, I start doing volunteering, meditation and pushing my limits with sport and reading a lot of books.

In that time I understood that the most powerful experiences and the most fulfilling for me was when I helped others to fulfill their dreams or just make them a better day.

That was my “Aha” Moment.

I took everything that I learned and changed my life (from different cultures, books, extraordinary people and experience that opened my mind) and putted in the Noipap’s Story.

By learning I mean introduce an idea or concept in my day-to-day life and observe the big impact that had on my life.

Now I’m healthier and stronger than ever, I’m the master of my time; I’m guided by my passions and the inner need to help others and I’m happy to be alive.

I became a stories-maker using the simple words and metaphors and I’m devoted to the people with the inner need to evolve and to break their limits.

To read more about my books click the link below:


These books can improve your life and the life of your loved ones!

EdukAction Screenplay



The script for an animate-cartoon storytelling


  • Sound of shoe heels.


  • AS THE IMAGE BECOME BIGGER WE START SEEING children’s uniform shoes and pans, the chair legs, school benches…


  • Everybody looks how to speed up and bring more information to the young kids; it seems like we become not evolving human beings but a bunch of computers filled up with information.


  • Little students- with old computers 486 instead of heads filled up with the floppy disk by a teacher.


  • Let’s take a look of a regular human being with a degree that struggle and is stressed up by the daily problems.


  • A young man struggles to get out from an elevator full of people in an office building.
  • Get squeezed by the doors of the elevator.
  • His face became red, his hair blow, sheets paper everywhere on the floor and the image freeze.

VOICE OVER: Seems to have different fillings from the day he graduates.


  • Three years before, the same young man with other graduates, happiness, and hats in the air.


  • An orange squeezed by the elevator doors.
  • Orange juice everywhere.


Late Dr. Wayne Dyer used to say:

“When you squeeze an orange, you’ll always get orange juice to come out. What comes out is what’s inside.”

It doesn’t matter if the orange is squeezed by a child, by a grandfather, by a lady or by the elevator doors…

What comes out is what’s inside.

Now let’s take a look again at the young men squashed by the elevator doors.


  • Frozen image with the young man full of anger squeezed by the elevator doors, with the next words written around him over the image:
  • anger, hatred, bitterness, tension, depression, anxiety…


  • This image remembers you of someone?
  • How about now?


  • Thousands of cars blocked on the highway.
  • A furious man blocked in traffic manifesting his anger.



Do you think these guys have a stress control issue?

But is not their fault…

You see these days we blame the politicians, the media, the economy crisis and etcetera. (IMAGES)

But people who years ago were just like me, little students, create all of these. (PICTURES COLAGGE ADULT+EARLY AGES)

And they also were filled up with formations and the value system it was also based on the capacity of memorizing like robots not created to reveal and empower the unique qualities and skills of each individual.


The guy who wrote Noipap explains to me that the present is the simple result of the cumulate actions of yesterday and the days before yesterday.

As well as our future is going to be the result of thoughts, feelings and most of all words and actions of today, tomorrow and the days after tomorrow.

He also explains to me that we are all ONE, a bigger organism.

I really don’t understand at the beginning, but with patience, he explained to me that a family it’s a bigger organism composed of two or more individuals, with different unique qualities and duties inside of the family.  When I start thinking about Mom and Dad I understood.

He forward explained to me that society it’s kind of a bigger family composed of families and single individuals, a town it’s a bigger Society composed of more little societies, families, and single individuals. And as a result, I understood that a country is a bigger town and also a continent is a bigger country and even the whole planet is a huge Organism composed of every living being and more of that.

So now I’m asking myself if we are all One and the whole planet is like a huge puzzle, to create a perfect puzzle we need that all the pieces have to be different to complete one with the others with her unique qualities and purpose in life?

So, to be all as One we need to have the courage to be all different, to develop our unique qualities and to find our personal purpose, OUR MISSION IN LIFE for a bigger good!

But is not what education, in his primitive age, teach us!

By the way, do you know that education comes from the Latin word Educare?



educatio -onis, der. of educare: v. educare

  • Educare = to draw out, lead out, march out/bring up.


Oxford dictionary:Educate

Origin: Late Middle English: from Latin educat- led out, from the verb educare, related to educere lead out (see educe).


“Everybody is a genius.

But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree,

it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.”

Albert Einstein


So, if a human society is a bigger organism composed by humans let’s supposed that a human is just an organ of this big organism.  Let’s take the example of the human body and just think for a moment:

  • What if all the organs inside tried to be good at digestion?
  • Do you think that a brain can digest the food all by itself? Or that the kidneys can make the liver work meantime the liver try to do the lungs job?
  • And all this because the body decided to train all the organs to be good at everything otherwise they are considered not smart or good enough?
  • Strange image, don’t you think?
  • FUNNY COLORED IMAGE: A fish is trying to climb a tree.
  • But do you know that if an organ doesn’t function right on a long ride all, the organism get sick?
  • And that means:
  • IMAGE COLAGGE: with an individual+family+town+country+planet.
  • Is just like a domino!


  • INT



“Educating the mind without educating the heart is no education at all.”


“Children must be taught how to think, not what to think.”

Margaret Mead

“The intuitive mind is a sacred gift, and the rational mind is a faithful servant. We have created a society that honors the servant and has forgotten the gift.”.

Albert Einstein

“Education is the key to unlocking the golden door of freedom.”

George Washington Carver

“The function of education is to teach one to think intensively and to think critically. Intelligence plus character – that is the goal of true education.”

Martin Luther King, Jr.

“Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world.”

Nelson Mandela

Beyond the Conflict of Inner Forces


Probably you already know the Cherokee legend The Battle Of Two Wolves but check this version with a different end and a different outcome.

An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life:
“A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy.”It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil – he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.” He continued, “The other is good – he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. The same fight is going on inside you – and inside every other person, too.”

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: “Which wolf will win?”

You might heard the story ends like this: The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”
In the Cherokee world, however, the story ends this way:
The old Cherokee simply replied, “If you feed them right, they both win.” and the story goes on:

“You see, if I only choose to feed the white wolf, the black one will be hiding around every corner waiting for me to become distracted or weak and jump to get the attention he craves. He will always be angry and always fighting the white wolf. But if I acknowledge him, he is happy and the white wolf is happy and we all win. For the black wolf has many qualities – tenacity, courage, fearlessness, strong-willed and great strategic thinking – that I have need of at times and that the white wolf lacks. But the white wolf has compassion, caring, strength and the ability to recognize what is in the best interest of all.
“You see, son, the white wolf needs the black wolf at his side. To feed only one would starve the other and they will become uncontrollable. To feed and care for both means they will serve you well and do nothing that is not a part of something greater, something good, something of life. Feed them both and there will be no more internal struggle for your attention. And when there is no battle inside, you can listen to the voices of deeper knowing that will guide you in choosing what is right in every circumstance. Peace, my son, is the Cherokee mission in life. A man or a woman who has peace inside has everything. A man or a woman who is pulled apart by the war inside him or her has nothing.
“How you choose to interact with the opposing forces within you will determine your life. Starve one or the other or guide them both.”

–Cherokee Story