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Origen etimologico :
germanico, "Ermin" o todo poderosa, mujer fuerte.

Sicologia :
Puede caracteruzar una persona hyper sensible, de naturaleza generosa.
También excesiva, imaginativa y romanesca!



Emma fue, desde el siglo VIII o IX, un nombre bastande extendido en la aristocracia de los pueblos de origen sajon, franco o gotico.
En la edad media fue el nombre de varias reinas de Inglaterra y Francia.
Luego de este periodo "oscuro" medieval, Emma volvio a ser utilizado en el siglo XVIII, en la mayor parte de paises europeos.




Emma de Jane Austen




















Retrato de la Inglaterra rural de principios del siglo XIX, Emma (1815) es una de las mejores novelas de Jane Austen. 

Narrandonos la vida familiar de la sociedad inglesa desde el punto de vista de una mujer que madura poco a poco gracias a sus multiples equivocaciones en su rol de casamentera, Jane Austen con su fina ironia, nos muestra de manera ligera que la felicidad es la aceptacion simple y natural de la vida.







Emma Bovary, Flaubert























Emma pasa su vida, de decepcion en decepcion : su matrimonio, su primer amante que la abandona cobardemente, su hija (hubiera querido tener por lo menos el amor incondicional de un hombre), su segundo amante, su fatal muerte...

Emma es la unica de su medio, que manifiesta una consciencia infinita de su mediocridad.


Morir de aburrimiento o de remordimientos? ella sucumbio y prefirio morir, simple y dolorosamente...





 

Santa Emma, Madre del rey Eduardo, su dia es el 1o de febrero.



















Esposa de Juan sin miedo, de Normandia, dio todos sus bienes a los pobres y fundo diversos grandes monasterios.
Luego de quedarse viuda, aun joven y bella, siguio sola, rica. 
Austera e intransigente consigo misma. Dedico su vida a la generosidad.


Por mucho tiempo se ha conservado su mano derecha - la de las limosnas -  (beurk) en el monasterio S. Ludgero a Werden, cerca de Dusseldorf. 

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Dimanche 5 septembre 2010 7 05 /09 /Sep /2010 13:25


He laid quietly, softly breathing, warm and safe.
He lay close enough to her to feel the warmth of her breath.

With his eyes closed he thought of her, and tried to understand her. She was like the whole world.

When he came from the darkness she was the only one he knew.

He recognized her smell, and her voice, and even the way she moved, he was safe with her. She was always nearby, all he ever had to do was call, and she would come, she would hold him close, and kiss him she would make the world feel right.

She rarely went away, for very long, and always came back, so glad to see him.
He lay there quietly and she was so close just the way he liked it. She began to roll away, he called for her, and she smiled.

She rolled back and kissed his forehead softly, "I'll be right back," she promised.

He laid and watched for her return, after a moment he got frightened and almost called for her. Then she returned, and leaned over him, She again kissed his forehead, and smiling she whispered, "It's ok baby boy, Mommy is
here, and she loves you"

He wanted to answer, to tell her his feeling, but he couldn't make himself
understood. He softly curled the corners of his lips and smiled as he struggled for the words. He wanted to make them as sweet and soft as her words, but all that came out was a tiny noise that meant nothing. He wanted to cry out; no matter how he tried he couldn't tell her his feelings.
How would she ever know how he loved her, he tried once more in vain to make the words come out. It was only then that he noticed her smile, at each soft noise he failed to make into a word and each tiny smile he gave her she smiled.
His heart grew warm, and he slowly drifted off to sleep knowing that she knew what he meant!

Par Emma - Publié dans : Cartas de amores
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