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Conflict

When a conflict arises we know what we can to help us understand where we are going.

own conflicts in relationships with other people, you act on what they want. On one side is a first level, for example painting the wall of gray, which certainly does not match what the other person wants, for example painted white. This mismatch has led to the conflict. Above there is another level of questioning of what we already do not have to do with that situation that caused the argument, but the conflict itself. What do we want? Do we want to argue or agree? Our strategy will be totally different in one case or another.

If we want to fight, we will increase the conflict. For example, mentioning previous disputes in other areas that have nothing to do with it. Or accusing the other person of things that go beyond the subject matter. Or looking for arguments untenable. Or attacking the other party.

If, however, we want to reach an agreement, our attitude will tend to more effective communication, dialogue, negotiation. For instance accept that to reach a favorable solution for all parties must give a little and try to understand the position of the party. Try to listen to proposals.

How many times a small discussion about the color of a wall ends up creating a major conflict, because we focus more on make a difference or put your finger on it to reach an agreement? Sometimes even we can not reach an agreement, but we can also decide to stop arguing. (We can for instance give the idea of \u200b\u200bpainting the wall)

What are you looking for? "Resolving the conflict, or win? "Agree or discuss stronger?

You can see how they change your strategies towards the conflict depending on what you want.

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Brent Everett Free Orgy

a catheter in Athens (Day 10)

Seven and twenty-five. We are back to normal. I got up and finished to pack up after breakfast. Yes, pancakes with chocolate again ... ... ... and more.

At half past nine I left the hotel loaded like a mule in the direction of the bus stop a few meters in the street. Of course, in the zebra crossing had to dodge cars and climb the ladder of cobblestone. Objective: bus 550. Destination: Kifissia. I was supposed to go underground, but the metro is under construction and half way make you come to the surface, they put you on a bus and then get back to you on the subway. Unthinkable with luggage in tow.

best in these cases is to observe how does the Aboriginal people and act accordingly. There never cease to amaze me these Greeks. They came in buses from the front and back doors without paying the ticket validated allegedly took over. In my travel guide says that tickets can be purchased at kiosks, which must be validated when boarding the bus, and you face a fine if not do terrible.

kiosk There was no sight. The bus arrived 550. Passengers rose by two doors and I went to the driver and asked, "Kifissia? Driver nodded. I pulled a five dollar note from his pocket and offered it. Shook the driver. "Where I can buy a ticket?". Driver shrug. At that point I decided to play the role of damsel in distress. "I have to buy a ticket. I need a ticket. I have to go to Kifissia. Hand gesture driver telling me to get on the bus. And so I traveled to Kifissia free over the hill. Upon arrival at destination, easily identifiable target for the explanations that Anna-Maria had given me, I got off the bus but not before telling the driver: "Efjaristó cop" and shake his hand as a token of appreciation. I went to the headquarters of the family Bezantakou, where they have family businesses and Christina Danae. I was introduced to her parents and await the arrival of Anna-Maria.

Kifissia is a wealthy suburb north of Athens. The temperature is cooler, cleaner air, no buildings over three floors and is a very nice pedestrian mall with walkways and gardens. Many mansions and parks. I watched with surprise the presence of three elderly. Probably have managed to survive by avoiding the main road and always remaining between the pedestrian street. Anna-Maria

showed me where he lives and then we went to dinner with Dana and Christina. At half past two took me to the airport. The weather began to change as we approached. I learned later that my plane just outside, it rained cats and dogs. This confirms the information that they had hired a good time for my entire stay.

stayed a while in a coffee shop and the four of us parted with great sorrow. By accessing the Area travelers are frisked me as usual and I seized the banana bomb he was carrying in a rucksack. Another sign of relaxed mores that exist in this country. Yes, banana Mango the other day and I have not managed to eat.

The plane left almost fifty minutes late. The stewardesses were devoted to relocate several passengers, including myself, to accommodate a pair of suspicious-looking and your baby. I stood next to one of the emergency exits as the plane was already circulating on the track. Thank God it was not necessary to use them. Beside me, a lady with a miniature computer preparing a Power Point. The display read: "Is necessary maintenance treatment for bipolar disorder? "Glup! We

board the Iberia flight attendants oldest. Three of them were on the verge of retirement.

At six in the pm (Greek) served us dinner. Chicken with spices and rice, Greek salad and chocolate cake with strawberry jam. Greek salad contains cucumber, olives with a slightly sour flavor but very tasty feta and tomatoes rojisos these beautiful and delicious. Greek Super farewell. To drink, Coca Cola. Finally, Coca Cola English. Tears of emotion. Barajas

landed without incident at eight o'clock in the afternoon. LG has been placed in airports around towers with two flat screen TVs and multiple outlets under and space to recharge phones and laptops. There are a vast number of passengers and you can see a tangle of cables coming out of the tower to the seats. I sat down, plugged in and started me writing this message.

At eleven we set off from Barajas and landed in Seville in the quarter to twelve. Eleven rows of Business Class seats. Were not we in crisis?

The suitcase arrived safely though a little rusty.

I waited for my favorite driver, who invited me to a Coca Cola (English, of course) and deposited me at home at one and a half. Are now two and a half. I will send this message; go to bed and getting up in three days. Travel

perfect.



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Another view

NEED. We often say we need things. We need to have, do, buy, be this and that. Awareness of the need may be generating motivations, actions, change and growth. It is also a perspective that looks at what not. It is the society that invites us to practice. Is often used without thinking, assuming it is the only one. As if to focus on what it takes to be the default live.

But facing life forms there are many, and it is not necessary to do it the same way. Change of perspective gives us, at least a new experience. For example, you may experience what is looking. Awareness of what we have, what we buy, what we do, what we are. We can change the question and consider what NOT need?

Knowing what you do not need help to clean the cabinet not only shoes but the frenetic activities, false friends, the concerns are not such, anxiety, bad memories and much more. Can be used to get rid of material things, save money by buying less, have more free time, etc. Or you can even relax the idea that some of the things that today are part of our life may no longer be and nothing would happen because you do not really need.

What is NOT what you need?

What NOT need what you buy?

What NOT what you need? What

NO need of what is now in your life?

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Highlights For Darkhair

a catheter in Athens (Day 9)

Eight in the morning. My God! I fell asleep. Am I sick?
Yesterday at dinner I asked why there are no elders in the streets of Athens. They replied that they had removed all of the outstanding during the days of the Conference of WISTA. I have reached a different conclusion. They kill them at stoplights. If a young and fresh as I have to run to reach the other end of the street, surely an old man with a cane Happen above.
Another issue we were trying was which of the two European countries is less, if Greece or Spain. In May we had a small meeting in Madrid, meeting moved to this blog not for lack of time. The only flaw I managed to find is the lack of people who speak English. According to them, absolutely nobody is spoken in Spain. I had to defend the homeland honor to report that both my grandmother and I talked about it. With two should have more than enough, right? And why do the English Court is named, if any clerk speaks English? But nevertheless bought. I emptied every shoe shop in Madrid.
in something that does we win by a landslide is in the bathrooms. All are pristine. In many, instead of soap dispensers spit foam with a pleasant smell. For drying hands should be put through a sensor device. Immediately see a piece of napkin to be starting the unit. The sensor knows if you've started or not. I say this because I tried to do mischief to pass his hand over the sensor repeatedly to make him spit a lot of paper at once.
Every day I'm eating for breakfast crepes with chocolate, among other things. At the hotel in Vouliagmeni had a bowl of chocolate cream, big enough to bathe in it. In this hotel are already stuffed crêpes.
Today went a little later, at ten-fifteen. I set out to visit churches, because I have studied one by one all the stones of Athens. The first was The Holy Trinity Russian Orthodox Church. The bell tower is a separate building. The manager was telling me that the bell is too big for the church, so I built separately. The second was Panagia Gorgoepikoos. It is right next to the cathedral and is tiny, which is why they call it The Little Cathedral. Is so small that he had in a college class and the entire occupied. From there I went to Anafiotika, a neighborhood of small whitewashed houses whose first inhabitants were refugees from the Cyclades. At the door I sat down to a rest. It smelled of orange blossoms beautifully. Today school was everywhere. Do not have to study? At the Museum of Musical Instruments were putting a considerable scandal. Played bells, cowbells, screaming. After a while the area was empty of children and sat on a bench opposite the Tower of Winds in Roman Agora, to enjoy the view. The silence was absolute. I recently took the peace because the sun was so strong that he could not take much time there. When he left the place looked to the Acropolis. The Acropolis is visible from almost anywhere in Athens. Discovered in the north a small lift attached to the rock. I retract of my words. The lame can climb to visit the Parthenon. A little later I saw a concentration of Orthodox priests. I approached them. Smelled musty. No wonder. These black dress from neck to toe, this black hat on his head and beard with such heat that must be unbearable. Who was the smart one who invented Orthodox priest's uniform?
Go where you go these days, I always end up going down the street Adrianou. Plaka is the street that contains a store for each portal. Jewelry, shoes, souvenirs, bags. Shopkeepers greet me and watch me pass: Kalimera Konsueliki, good morning. At the beginning of the street went into another church XI century Byzantine. There was a silver urn to the public. I looked inside and saw a richly decorated silver ball. A small little door gave access to the interior of the ball. The inside still a human skull, I gather. Came a young man approached, put his lips to the little door and kissed the piece of bone was visible. What have these to kiss mania right and left!
ate the side of the New Acropolis Museum and went to the hotel to rest a while.
At five I was with Anna-Maria, but appeared at a quarter to six because of traffic, or so she says. We visited the New Acropolis Museum, a modern building concrete and glass, a few meters from the Acropolis and next to the English Embassy. We were there over two hours, seeing all the rocks that I had seen and the few remains of the frieze was not Elgin sausage for London. There are also real caryatids, but lack one which, of course, is in the British Museum. Have left the space empty if returned. Dreamer!
This morning I saw a motorcycle with two hands like four. In the left had a cup of coffee from these that have become fashionable Americans, with plastic lid. While holding the handlebars. In his right hand holding a lit cigarette and the other part of the handlebar. Of course, I was driving. Olé, what art!
At eight o'clock the museum almost closed us inside. We went by car to Glyfada, where we met for dinner Danae souvlaki. Souvlaki is as kebab but in Greek. And I have to confess that is richer. I loved it. From there we went to the Marriott hotel. We climbed to the top floor for a drink there and enjoy the views of the Acropolis. I think I've seen the Acropolis from all angles and at all hours of day and night. It was a little cool, so I decided to go down the hall and take something there. At 0:30 I left the hotel and proceed to get into the envelope at this very moment.