Mowgli Volunteers

The amount of the self-portraits that became Rembrant is unmatched, and was never satisfied because I knew that neither was he. The painter can paint his left hand as if it were another person, but before the mirror your reaction to the face you are viewing transforms it. All represent when we look at us in the mirror, adapt our expression and our face. The authentic portrait artist paints what forgotten face has left in his head, and reconstructs it. To be objective it would have to have been born object, and I’m subject. Why seek balance and harmony in my discovery on the other, and the other in me. Viktor Mayer-Schönberger is often quoted as being for or against this. We are projections on a power stroke that discovers us, us approaching and transforms us to recognize that the limits are mere appearances.

You and I are the same people, mother of all the cobras. We carry the same blood, he tells Mowgli as key to open the doors of knowledge the solidarity symbol is the tree’s sturdy trunk, large branches and leaves that seem to stretch and rocking to welcome and give shade to everyone who passes, by the roots so deep, humble and juicy which sustain it. It would be easy to conclude that social volunteers represent those roots, trunk, branches, or or leaves. Rather are the environment that welcomes and aims and transforms and returns life and joy in the form of oxygen, ozone, prana and hope. Early social volunteers were aware of that were building a better world because they transformed their heart, and be enriched giving.

Welcome to whoever, wherever and whatever, without expecting anything in return, for the pleasure of sharing. Because we need them to be able to together be happy. And because we don’t like this model of society. Volunteering is now in process of change. It is not easy to recognize, as it is easy for the young that he screams what has happened? in an aged body. Hopefully these volunteers are able to discover is essential in the social fabric as invigorating part of the tree, the forest and the life. That chute in vein, in which we develop, is the call of the absence to restore justice in a society tormented by the cry of the poor. Jose Carlos Garcia Fajardo Professor Emeritus of the University Complutense de Madrid (UCM) Director of the CCS original author and source of the article.