Lerida Marcano Lunar

Ing Geodesta MSc Gerencia de la Construcción. Coordinadora de postgrado de Tasación de Bienes Inmuebles Urbanos

[𝕯𝖎𝖊𝖌𝖔 𝕻𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖔 @Diego_PalermoB]

¿Y si te dijera que una sola bebida puede mejorar tu digestión, desinflamar tu cuerpo y calmar tu estrés? 🌺🍋Hablemos de la súper infusión de Flor de Jamaica con limón, manzanilla, anís dulce y canela. Un combo que lo cambia todo.
Abro hilo con sus beneficios 👇

[El Velo de los Dioses. @VelodeDioses]

🧠 Un neurólogo pidió a uno de sus pacientes que hiciera algo sorprendentemente simple: sacar la lengua durante 40 segundos, dos veces al día.

Dos semanas después, sus niveles de cortisol -la hormona relacionada con el estrés- habían descendido desde valores propios de ansiedad clínica hasta rangos normales. Sin cambios en la medicación. Sin tratamientos nuevos.

¿Qué ocurrió?

Gran parte de la tensión que acumulamos cada día se concentra en el cuello. Algunos especialistas estiman que entre el 60% y el 80% de la tensión corporal crónica se almacena en esta zona. Y esa tensión no se queda ahí.

Puede afectar a estructuras relacionadas con la respiración, la postura y la regulación del sistema nervioso, manteniendo al cuerpo en un estado constante de alerta.

La lengua está conectada al hueso hioides, una pequeña estructura que sirve de anclaje para músculos profundos del cuello y la garganta. Al extenderla por completo durante unos segundos, se genera un suave estiramiento que puede ayudar a liberar tensión acumulada en toda esa cadena muscular.

Un gesto sencillo.

40 segundos.

Dos veces al día.

A veces, el problema no está en tu mente, sino en la tensión que tu cuerpo lleva soportando durante demasiado tiempo.

⚠️ Importante: Este ejercicio no sustituye ningún tratamiento médico ni psicológico. Su objetivo es favorecer la relajación muscular y el bienestar general. Consulta siempre con un profesional sanitario antes de realizar cambios en tu rutina de salud.

[Uzm. Esra Güneş Kaya @UzmEsraGunes]

Ispanak demirini salmak için limona ihtiyaç duyar.

Havuçlar beta-karotenlerini salmak için zeytinyağına ihtiyaç duyar.

Yağlıe balık omega-3’ünü salmak için zerdeçala ihtiyaç duyar.

Zerdeçal kurkuminini salmak için karabibere ihtiyaç duyar.

Broccoli sulforafanını salmak için domatese ihtiyaç duyar.

Domatesler likopenlerini salmak için zeytinyağına ihtiyaç duyar.

Sarımsak allisini salmak için soğana ihtiyaç duyar.

Yeşil çay kateşinlerini salmak için limona ihtiyaç duyar.

Mercimek ve nohut demirini salmak için biber veya limona ihtiyaç duyar.

Çilek ve nar C vitaminini salmak için yoğurda ihtiyaç duyar.

Kırmızı etteki zararlı bileşikleri azaltmak için taze kekik veya rozmarine ihtiyaç duyar.

Aynı malzemelerle yapıyorsunuz ama doğru eşleştirme ile besin değeri katlanıyor. Lezzet aynı, fayda bambaşka!
Mutfağınız artık bir süper gıda laboratuvarı.
Afiyet olsun ve bilinçli pişirmeler! 🌿🍅🥑

[Nora 8@ @Comecricri]

Un venezolano alcanza el máximo reconocimiento académico que otorga Harvard Business School.

Juan Andrés Ellis Ochoa ha culminado sus estudios de MBA en la Harvard Business School obteniendo el título de Baker Scholar, el más alto honor académico de la institución, reservado exclusivamente al 5% superior de la clase. Este reconocimiento distingue un rendimiento académico excepcional y sostenido, que refleja profundo dominio intelectual, sobresaliente capacidad analítica y destacada participación en el riguroso método del caso de Harvard.
Previamente, se graduó con Summa Cum Laude en Economía y fue electo miembro de Phi Beta Kappa en Columbia University. Inició su carrera en BNP Paribas Securities Corp. y posteriormente se incorporó a Evercore, una de las firmas más prestigiosas del mundo en banca de inversión y asesoría financiera estratégica para grandes corporaciones y fondos de inversión. Durante su primer año en Harvard, recibió una oferta para incorporarse a tiempo completo a Evercore tras su graduación, cargo que asumirá en agosto de 2026.
Esta es la verdadera cara de Venezuela: una nación de extraordinaria capacidad humana, talento y resiliencia. Juan Andrés representa la esperanza y la base sólida para la reconstrucción de un país que sigue brillando a través de sus jóvenes.

[El Club del Arte 🎨📷📚🖼🕍🎼 @Arteymas_]

Cuando la tecnología moderna se combina con el arte y las creencias religiosas pueden dar como resultado traer a la vida cosas que no hubiéramos imaginado…

El Santo Sudario de Turín, traído a la vida…

[Sangeetha @Sangeeta_cbe]

Your feet are a complete map of your body

[Ricardo De Spirito Balbuena. @elzorrotacneno]

Secretos de la MTCH.

[Gabriele Corno @Gabriele_Corno]

This woman was shocked when a cat brought this tiny, lost soul home... The woman was convinced it was an abandoned kitten... but it wasn't.

[ela ferris @ElaFerris]

Aplausos 👏👏 👏 de pie para Manuel San Juan, joven 🇻🇪 de 25 años, quien acaba de titularse como Médico Cirujano de la ilustre Universidad del Zulia.
Tras los aplausos y la celebración pública de sus compañeros de trabajo, se conocieron los detalles de la rigurosa rutina que enfrentó durante años. Su mejor amiga, Luisana Valles.
Manuel Sanjuan apenas lograba dormir entre 2 y 3 horas diarias, ya que debía estar puntual a las 7:00 AM en las aulas universitarias o en los pasillos de los hospitales locales al iniciar sus rotaciones clínicas. A la vez, Manuel cumplía sus turnos de trabajo y al finalizar las jornadas de trabajo, se reunía a estudiar, optimizando cada minuto disponible.
El éxito de Manuel también es el reflejo de la empatía. Dentro de este logro también están los propietarios y jefes de "Moon Burger", quienes se convirtieron en aliados fundamentales de su meta al brindarle facilidades con los horarios, permitiéndole cambiar sus días libres para cumplir con las guardias hospitalarias o flexibilizando su hora de entrada cuando las clases se extendían.
A pesar del cansancio acumulado, Manuel siempre demostró responsabilidad: jamás faltó a un turno de trabajo argumentando responsabilidades de la Universidad. Este joven deja una hermosa lección de superación a toda Venezuela.
🎥: luisanavallesr

[Lerida Marcano Lunar @leridaml]

@Sabiha1278 Quiero el final

[Sabiha 🇺🇸 @Sabiha1278]

After being abandoned by my mother at just three months old in my dad's bike basket, my father, who was only seventeen, raised me by himself. He hadn't anticipated fatherhood, especially not the night before his high school graduation. The tale he recounts involves coming home after a late shift and noticing his old bicycle at the fence, with a baby—me—in the front basket and a note saying, "She's yours. I can't do this." That note was the only thing ever left by my birth mother, and he had been unaware of the pregnancy. At his graduation the next day, he carried me and his cap and gown. A photo of the occasion sits in our living room: a scared teenager in cap and gown clutching a three-month-old carefully. He didn't run, nor did he give me up. He took on raising me, worked hard jobs, delivered pizzas at night, set aside college plans, taught himself to braid hair via YouTube, packed lunches, assisted with homework, and made sure I never felt motherless. For me, he sufficed. When it was my turn to graduate, I invited him with me. We walked on the football field, his tough act betrayed by teary eyes. Suddenly, a woman got up from the crowd and came directly to us, locking eyes with me. She whispered, "My God," her voice breaking. After a pause, she said, "Before you celebrate today... there's something about the man you call your father that you don't know."

[Luisandrita @luisandrita]

Si ya vieron el vídeo de la ceremonia de coronación de Judith Castillo, no se pueden perder este en el que la reciben después del MU y le dedica unas hermosas palabras a Venezuela. ¡Qué bella estaba judith! Gracias. al reconocido missólogo por esta joya de vídeo. Gracias.

[Luisandrita @luisandrita]

Aquí tienen el vídeo de coronación de Judith Castillo en la ceremonia de abdicación de Elluz Peraza. Este vídeo lo extraje de la cuenta de un reconocido missólogo que lo convirtió a una mejor resolución. Hace 50 años de este momento histórico visto por toda Venezuela. Gracias.

[Women's Health @womenFit_]

Save this 3Min Flabby Arms Workout!

[Prof. Dr. Kaan Yılancıoğlu @drkaanyl]

Şu egzersiz lenfatik drenajı, tüm vücutta kan akımını arttıran, neredeyse tüm vücudu çalıştıran belki de dünyanın en iyi egzersizi ... 👇

[ela ferris @ElaFerris]

#VenezolanosEnElMundo El Dr. Néstor J. Oviedo 🇻🇪 tras formarse en la UCLA y el IVIC, este brillante científico venezolano lidera hoy uno de los laboratorios más avanzados de la Universidad de California (UC Merced).
Su investigación con Planarias (pequeños gusanos con capacidad de regeneración infinita) es clave para entender cómo nuestras propias células madre pueden combatir enfermedades degenerativas y frenar el avance del cáncer.
#DiegoLeon

[Up Workout @Upworkout]

Inspired by ancient Chinese practices like Qi Gong and Tai Chi, combined with modern Western lymphatic movement methods.

I now practice this routine every day

[ela ferris @ElaFerris]

#VenezuelaEnLoAlto El joven Guaro 🇻🇪 Oliver Matos Reyes, venezolano de 12 años, obtuvo una puntuación de 146 en su prueba de Coeficiente Intelectual calificando entre las mentes más brillantes del planeta 🌎 Este resultado no solo lo sitúa en el rango de “genio”, sino que lo coloca en el percentil 99.9, superando por casi 50 puntos el promedio mundial, establecido habitualmente en los 100 puntos.
Oliver habla español e inglés y actualmente estudia alemán y planea aprender árabe, ruso y mandarín en el corto plazo.
El objetivo de Oliver es ingresar a la Universidad de Harvard para estudiar Derecho. Sin embargo, su ambición trasciende el éxito personal; su meta es utilizar su capacidad intelectual para abordar los desafíos estructurales de su país de origen.
“Quiero arreglar la situación económica de Venezuela, que es el factor que impulsa la diáspora. Su meta es combatir los principales problemas, mejorar el panorama político y devolverle a la gente la esperanza de que el país puede comenzar un nuevo capítulo.

[Crazy Vibes @CrazyVibes_1]

The Soldier Who Found a Baby on the Battlefield and Carried Her for 40 Miles
The American Soldier Who Found an Abandoned Baby on the Italian Battlefield and Carried Her 40 Miles to Safety — Then Spent 60 Years Wondering If She Survived, Italy, 1944.
January 1944. Anzio, Italy.
The Anzio beachhead was a particular kind of hell — a narrow strip of Italian coastline held by Allied forces under constant German bombardment, no room to advance, no room to retreat, just the grinding daily mathematics of holding ground under fire.
Corporal James Whitaker, 24, Georgia, was moving through a bombed farmhouse on a patrol assignment when he heard it.
Not crying — past crying.
The sound an infant makes when it has cried beyond what crying can accomplish and has gone to a place beyond it, a thin persistent sound like a mechanical thing running down.
He found her in the farmhouse cellar. An infant girl. Eight months old at the most. Alone in a wooden crate lined with a woman's wool coat. Alive, barely, from cold and dehydration.
No one else in the farmhouse. No one else anywhere visible.
He picked her up.
The Problem
James Whitaker was on a combat patrol in an active battle zone carrying an infant who would die if he put her down and who he had no ability to help if he kept her.
He had no formula, no milk, no baby supplies of any kind.
He had his canteen, a chocolate bar, and forty miles between his position and the field hospital at the rear.
He started walking.
The Forty Miles
He carried her inside his field jacket, against his chest, where the body heat kept her warm.
He gave her water from his canteen, dripped slowly from his finger to her lips the way he had seen his mother water young animals — a memory that surfaced from childhood without warning and turned out to be exactly applicable.
He broke small pieces of chocolate and let her suck the sweetness from his finger.
He moved at night when he could, staying off roads, moving through terrain that was simultaneously trying to kill him from German positions and from Italian winter.
He talked to her. Quietly, constantly, in the specific soft register humans use with infants regardless of whether the infant understands. He told her about Georgia. About his mother's cooking. About the farm where he grew up. He told her it was going to be fine, which he was not certain was true but which he had decided to commit to regardless.
She was alive when he reached the field hospital at dawn on the second day.
A nurse took her from his arms.
He sat down on the ground outside the hospital tent and did not get up for an hour.
The Handoff
The field hospital logged the infant as a found civilian, turned her over to an Italian Red Cross representative, and that was the last official record that connected her to James Whitaker.
He asked about her before he went back to his unit. They told him she was stable, that she would be placed with a relief organization, that she would be taken care of.
He went back to his unit.
He went back to the war.
The Sixty Years
James Whitaker came home to Georgia in 1945. He married. He had three children. He farmed and then he worked in hardware and then he retired.
He thought about the baby for sixty years.
Not obsessively — he was a practical man, not given to obsession. But consistently. On certain mornings. On certain nights. A presence in the back of his mind, an open question he had never been able to close.
She would be in her sixties now, he would calculate. He did not know her name. He did not know if she had survived the war, the occupation, the chaos of postwar Italy. He did not know if she had a family, children, a life.
He knew only that he had carried her forty miles and handed her to a nurse and never found out what happened next.
In 2004, his granddaughter Sarah — seventeen years old, working on a school project about WWII — asked him if he had any war stories.
He told her one.
Sarah put it on the internet.
The Finding
Three months later, a woman in Bologna, Italy, contacted Sarah's email address.
Her name was Maria Conti. She was sixty years old. She had been told, by the Italian family who had raised her, that she had been found as an infant during the Anzio campaign by an American soldier who carried her to safety.
She had been looking for that soldier for forty years.
James Whitaker was eighty-four years old when Sarah showed him the email.
He read it twice.
He looked up at his granddaughter.
"She's alive," he said.
"She wants to talk to you," Sarah said.
They spoke by telephone first — Sarah translating between English and Italian. Then by letter. Then, in 2005, Maria Conti flew to Georgia.
She was sixty-one years old. She was a schoolteacher. She had three children and five grandchildren.
She walked into James Whitaker's living room and he stood up — slowly, at eighty-five, he stood up — and they looked at each other.
Maria crossed the room. She took both his hands. She said something in Italian.
Sarah translated: "She says she has wanted to say thank you her whole life. She says she is sorry it took sixty years."
James Whitaker held her hands.
He said: "Tell her sixty years is nothing. Tell her I just needed to know she made it."