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It felt good. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today, I have felt a mesh of emotions concerning a crossroads decision. I have been thinking this decision defined me. Made or broke me. Hopefully it will. I need something to shape this chapter in my life, redefine my goals and break this trance I've been in lately.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; The thing is I am choosing not to be undone. I am choosing to believe this is not the end or the beginning. Just a road.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Right now, we will head to our kittens, roll out some dough, chop some veggies and keep on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class='bloggerplus_image_section'&gt;&lt;div class='bloggerplus_image_section' align='left' &gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-tUjeZ_Pav1M/TydIcEhsS0I/AAAAAAAACRo/kFyd0GgojYg/bloggerPlus.jpg' &gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I mean, I knew I was but had no idea how much. You see I have been wanting some very particular things to happen considering a work situation and it has not. Not from my lack of trying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the meantime, I have been living on pins and needles and being a Negative Nelly{as they say}. As you know that is really no way to live. I dislike holding my&amp;nbsp;breath, waiting for perfection and being all tense and edgy. Not a good look for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still working to toward my goals but I am also trying to have&amp;nbsp;gratitude&amp;nbsp;for what the many good things that are already in place in my life. I think on some level I always think that if I am not worried and badgering myself nothing will happen. That really isn't true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My friend&lt;a href="http://www.atthedewdropinn.com/2012/01/new-year-tradition-in-word-round-two.html"&gt; diana,&lt;/a&gt; gave me a word recently: &lt;b&gt;Power&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I need to take my power back from the black hole I tossed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it in. Otherwise, I am bound to end up there with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Reclaiming it seems hard and it is because what&amp;nbsp;exactly&amp;nbsp;is power and how does one exhibit its characteristics in her life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like any good pilgrim I am open but hesitate. Ready but unwilling. All I know is that right now, I am set to pay attention to life, to make space around my&amp;nbsp;disappointments&amp;nbsp;and seek new&amp;nbsp;opportunities. *Gulp* that feels like a mouthful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And it is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v0Fisz8VPL8/TxW9AzFOu-I/AAAAAAAACQU/qPaXyHOLzPs/s1600/IMAGE_D53F3C15-524D-4A84-8DE8-CC037CED76F7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v0Fisz8VPL8/TxW9AzFOu-I/AAAAAAAACQU/qPaXyHOLzPs/s320/IMAGE_D53F3C15-524D-4A84-8DE8-CC037CED76F7.JPG" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;What are your thoughts on powerful living?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you reclaiming lately?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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It's the other way around.”&amp;nbsp;~Stephen King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Can you believe that 2011 is almost over?&lt;br /&gt;What a year?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have hardly had time to process it all. &amp;nbsp;Feeling the need to get the old journal out and scribble away. However, maybe somethings are best left open-ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am learning anything this year is that everything is not immediately solvable.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you have to struggle, sit and retry many times before you get even to base one. Don't take that as discouragement but comfort. It's life. We all go through this in some area or another in our lives. I don't mean that to be flippant but rather as something I am finding to be a truism is my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My saving grace this year{besides friends, family and love} has been the arts. Making, seeing or just thinking about art fills my heart with excitement. I have for years had tons of art supplies storied and stashed here and there, recipes I've wanted to try,books half read and piled and so many intentions. it has been nice to try my hand at things, finish and start adventures. I am not saying that it's all been dealt. What I am saying that I am keeping at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping at it. One day and one step at time. This is what helps you build the life you desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is filling your heart with&amp;nbsp;excitement?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Loved this article on&lt;a href="http://bluebicicletta.wordpress.com/2011/12/15/some-thoughts-on-motivation/"&gt; motivation&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://lifehacker.com/5867860/why-your-schedule-should-have-a-weekly-appointment-dedicated-to-thinking-time"&gt;Scheduled thinking time &lt;/a&gt;seems like a great idea to me.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://afirstsip.blogspot.com/2011/12/kind-and-merciful.html"&gt;This &lt;/a&gt;is a lovely blog to visit. 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I confess, it felt good to in the midst of pines again. You see,&amp;nbsp;I grew up in the&amp;nbsp;Piney&amp;nbsp;Woods and finding the grove (at the bottom) was beautiful&amp;nbsp;surprise and reminder of home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been counting my blessing. A day in the pines is&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;on my list. As is- making awesome amazing food with B., catching up with some friends, sunshine, &lt;a href="http://www.fieldroast.com/products/food-service/field-roast-sausages"&gt;apple&amp;nbsp;sausage&lt;/a&gt;, earl gray tea on lazy afternoons and loads of books to read from the library{best public place, ever!}.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;What's on your&amp;nbsp;gratitude&amp;nbsp;list lately?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Love this article on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.yogajournal.com/www.yogajournal.com/wisdom/722?page=3"&gt;gratitude&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*Current favorite pose:&lt;a href="http://www.yogajournal.com/poses/690"&gt;legs against the wall&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Perfect&amp;nbsp;for centering on busy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a sweet week,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;oday, i am feeling a little off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;it happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;mountains are made out of molehills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;a body just feels weary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;then i talk to an old friend&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;not about my troubles but about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;life and upcoming birthdays and cooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;and feel a spark of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;i call my mother and she holds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;my heart over these thousands of miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;all the while preparing for my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;prodigal brother's return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;that alone is enough&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;to flood the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;later my love will come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;and hold me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;because i asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;because sometimes, you need silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;sometimes, you need connection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;and sometimes, you just need to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;touched tenderly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;should your heart be heavy or light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;should you feel lost or found...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;take care of your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;like it was your dearest friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;invite her to tea, give her a nap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;look her in the eyes and tell her the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;You are enough. I am enough. This too, shall pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;P.S. Love this &lt;a href="http://letitgo8.blogspot.com/2011/12/being-enough.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;. 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Lately, I am&amp;nbsp;surprised&amp;nbsp;by the elements of "stuckness" that seems to appear in my personal writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I confess that I really had not taken the chance to check in with myself. So that could explain much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Instead, I've been putting out small surface fires and not getting to the heart of the matter. The truth is that I've been going at an exhaustive rate these past six months and while many good things have happened, I have not had the time I need to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;nurture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;However, I am not really in a position to do a major life overhaul. I have to find some good in the now in the&amp;nbsp;situations&amp;nbsp;and things that are causing me annoyance. Two things that I have learned over these years of practicing yoga and developing an authentic spiritual practice of my own is that &lt;b&gt;everything changes and that your life needs your attention.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;While this does not solve the things that I feel or problem&lt;i&gt;atic it does give me a little space to breath around things. I can take heart&lt;/i&gt; that these situations will change in some way. Whether, it will be my perspective or actual physical change, I can't say.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I can also &lt;i&gt;take heart that by paying attention&lt;/i&gt; to what is the birds chirping, the dishes in the sink,the bathroom trash, watering my plants, packing my lunch, my&amp;nbsp;embroidery&amp;nbsp;project and talking with those I love that &lt;i&gt;I become&amp;nbsp;attentive&amp;nbsp;to my own life&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Back to my journal entry{from above}. I wrote that after I realized that I was using the wrong fabric for my&amp;nbsp;embroidery. The threads are getting all tangled and ugly on the underside. And if I am honest the picture side is not perfect. However, I realize that sometimes that's the way it is. I am not a great&amp;nbsp;embroiderer{nor do I have hopes of becoming one}. I take making things serious but not too serious.&lt;i&gt; My whole goal is to make and enjoy. In this way, I suppose nothing changes but everything.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I found &lt;a href="http://www.jenlee.net/home/the-care-and-keeping-of-lisa-hofmann.html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; very inspiring- it's about artist care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lizlamoreux.squarespace.com/be-present-be-here/tag/nine"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is such an inspiring series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Have a sweet week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Stories that I feel too tired to put to words these days. That is the downside of working a lot. You are moving too much to reflect. So, I have no lofty thoughts to share. Although, I hope&amp;nbsp;at least&amp;nbsp;one in the upcoming weeks. Instead I thought I'd share a few things I've come to&amp;nbsp;appreciate&amp;nbsp;lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Small Pleasures&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;1. meals that made with real food. While, I "know the&amp;nbsp;benefits" of eating whole foods actually doing so can be hard when you are in rush. I've been better about cooking at home, packing my lunch and saying no to things I don't want(or need to eat).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;2. a cooking partner. (see #1). it turns out I am more likely to be up for&amp;nbsp;collaborating&amp;nbsp;on creative and healthy meals when I have a partner in the kitchen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;3. deep breaths.someone on my twitter feed(can't recall who, sorry) mentioned taking three deep breaths&amp;nbsp;every time&amp;nbsp;you feel overwhelmed. Over the last month, I've been practicing this and it does seem to help refocus me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;4.finding time for pleasure. last night, B. and I sat around reading and listening to music. I realized that I try to fill most of my days with something productive. It felt good just to have time to do a lot of nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;5. books. I'm listening to &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/China-Study-Comprehensive-Nutrition-Implications/dp/1932100660/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1321924234&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;this audio book&lt;/a&gt;, enjoying &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Poetry-Handbook-Mary-Oliver/dp/0156724006/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1321924265&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;this handbook&lt;/a&gt;, and being seduced by &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Beauty-Invisible-Embrace-John-ODonohue/dp/0060957263/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1321924302&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; enchanting mediation on beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;6. tea. i really can't imagine a day without it. can you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;What small things are giving you pleasure lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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That would not be bad if I did not "need" the encouragement that a regular&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;can provide. So, I am toying with the idea of much smaller and more frequent sort of posts. &amp;nbsp;I am thinking about &lt;b&gt;super short&lt;/b&gt; posts on&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;compassionate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;eating, recipes, yoga/relaxation tips, poems, and other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;interesting things. &amp;nbsp;Not sure how this will play out but I don't seem to have the time that writing essays requires and seem to get in this all or nothing&amp;nbsp;mind frame. &lt;b&gt;What do you think about that format dear readers? How do you keep your blogging fresh and authentic, if you blog?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;In the meantime, &amp;nbsp;enjoy these&amp;nbsp;outtakes&amp;nbsp;from my "Saturday&amp;nbsp;in the City" with B{that's his shoe in the corner}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Made a version of &lt;a href="http://www.makinggoodchoicesblog.com/2010/05/vegan-chickpea-burgers.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; this weekend. Yummy, &amp;nbsp;if you like chickpeas and sandwiches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Finished reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Building-Home-My-Husband-Renovation/dp/B002XULXYC"&gt;this delightful book&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Finally realized that &lt;a href="http://keishuathoughts.blogspot.com/2011/10/getting-to-good.html"&gt;my YMX giveaway&lt;/a&gt; was over. Told you these were crazy times! 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Your soul alone has the map of your future, therefore you can trust this indirect, oblique side of yourself. If you do, it will take you where you need to go, but more important it will teach you a kindness of rhythm in your journey.”~John O'Donohue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Fall is typically the time that I feel restless, willing to undergo&amp;nbsp;metamorphosis&amp;nbsp;and transformation. And it is also, the time when I am tempted to leap into something head first. This has not always had the desired results and sometimes, it has worked&amp;nbsp;brilliantly. Thus, I am not certain the best way to embrace change but I know that it is necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;So, I suppose the thing to do is trust. Trust that you can never really lose your way, your destiny or your grace. 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This month, my list is unusually long because I have to do a few unpleasant things that I've been avoiding and there are some things that have fallen to the wayside that I need to pick back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;One thing I want to have this November is  a nurturing yoga and meditation practice.If there was ever a time that I need such a practice, it is now. Here's what I am thinking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5agY__EJX-c/TrAHo9YcLDI/AAAAAAAAB8M/Hhd11IR7u3E/s1600/IMAGE_1000000753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5agY__EJX-c/TrAHo9YcLDI/AAAAAAAAB8M/Hhd11IR7u3E/s320/IMAGE_1000000753.JPG" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;1.Is it realistic? Knowing my life, my schedule, my budget, my goals ,is what I desire in terms of a practice doable? This means I have to discharge what everyone is telling me about building a practice and craft what is best for me out of the ground of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. Is it personal? I am a picky Pat when it comes to yoga classes and personal sequences. I think that any given day what we need changes. While, it is true that sometimes we don't know what we need, I think that mostly we do. So, I try not to hold too tightly to what I think I want in terms of sequencing if it's a class but if it's my personal practice then I am spontaneous and flexible when it comes to sequencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;3. Is it life giving? Meaning does it give me the energy I need to encounter this world in a less self- centered way.  While, I do believe a yoga practice is personal on some level, I don't think yoga is about isolation. After all, yoga is about union of the spiritual, the mental and the physical. Whatever you practice on the mat has to move from that space in some way. Thus, a mark of a nurturing practice is the practice of nurturing(or whatever it is that you need) qualities in your relationships with others and yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many ways, setting an intention seems a little new agey for me. However, there is a truth to what my mom(or someone ) use to say, if you don't know what you want you'll liable settle for anything. Notice that in my thinking I am not saying anything about duration, style or pace. I function best with sense of organized freedom but you should set your intentions  in a way best for your inner peace. All I am doing is each day before I get out of bed or touch the mat asking, how can I make this an nurturing experience? The three thoughts are really just ways of navigating the spectrum of nurturing.&lt;b&gt;Do you set intentions? If so, what are your intentions for this month?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. 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Or rather, I have been refining my thinking on the subject.I admit it is hard to unravel from what people have told me would enhance my life to what really adds true depth to my living.I suppose it will take a lifetime of grappling to get "there".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ITZ__7mZB8/Tp2wmoVYBkI/AAAAAAAAB64/MM2NdY71gOc/s1600/11+1%253A00%253A07+PM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ITZ__7mZB8/Tp2wmoVYBkI/AAAAAAAAB64/MM2NdY71gOc/s320/11+1%253A00%253A07+PM" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;However, in the meantime, I am looking at the small question. What makes me happy despite any iinterior or exterior circumstance.The list is small but true.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;-a loving touch&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;-laughing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;-fresh, hardy food&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;-pockets of quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;-adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;What's on your list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Speaking of good stuff. I recently tried out &lt;a href="http://www.ymxbyyellowman.com/mm5/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&amp;amp;Store_Code=YMX&amp;amp;Product_Code=20186&amp;amp;Category_Code=TANK"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.ymxbyyellowman.com/mm5/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&amp;amp;Store_Code=YMX&amp;amp;Product_Code=20188&amp;amp;Category_Code=W805-J03"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and loved it. Super comfy. Leave a comment, by November 7th{12 a.m.est} for a chance to win your own version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;P.S.S. 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I can hardly keep up. One thing that is super fun is I am moving close to my job. I loathe moving but love decorating a new place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aovu0cDFAfo/Tg0JHNMVHvI/AAAAAAAAByc/K7tfBmbCTBA/s1600/11+7%253A38%253A55+PM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aovu0cDFAfo/Tg0JHNMVHvI/AAAAAAAAByc/K7tfBmbCTBA/s200/11+7%253A38%253A55+PM" width="147" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;An end&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;This marks the last of my &lt;a href="http://keishuathoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/27-days-of-noticing-light.html"&gt;Noticing The Light&lt;/a&gt; posts. These last few weeks have been a time of extreme change. I am still the same and yet I am not. &amp;nbsp;I have been more&amp;nbsp;conscious&amp;nbsp;of things/thoughts that feed my spirit than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;Some observations-&lt;br /&gt;-When you feel afraid breathe. Just take a few deep breathes and you are likely to be open to the experience.&lt;br /&gt;-Sometimes you get everything you ask for but it isn't always the way you imagined it.&lt;br /&gt;-It doesn't always make sense but have faith that it doesn't need to right now.&lt;br /&gt;-Smile when you are alone. Don't save your best for everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;-You are brave{see #1}. Yes, things scare you but you lift your hands and you keep on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4Lr5ZRdWUs/TnN_3ZyLRFI/AAAAAAAAB58/prNn_4RtU0g/s1600/11+12%253A56%253A57+PM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4Lr5ZRdWUs/TnN_3ZyLRFI/AAAAAAAAB58/prNn_4RtU0g/s200/11+12%253A56%253A57+PM" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Somewhere In-between.&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I like to think of myself as being in motion, evolving, changing and healing.&lt;br /&gt;We are all journeying through this life full of endings and beginnings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;rushing upside each other&lt;br /&gt;Pouring tea&lt;br /&gt;And holding hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine there is something&lt;br /&gt;We all hunger for&lt;br /&gt;something we call by different names{maybe}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &amp;nbsp;this thing nevertheless moves&lt;br /&gt;Us towards each other&lt;br /&gt;And towards ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere alongside the starts&lt;br /&gt;The fumbles and the endings&lt;br /&gt;Is this land of uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;And breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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that I was repurposing my old day planner as notebook of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;I have been quietly creating a paper oasis. &amp;nbsp;My motto for inspiration is to the fill the well with images, words and thoughts that forges {but not force} a connection to flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAJo5MjFc3A/Tm5OkWszv6I/AAAAAAAAB5g/LrQ3mp1inn0/s1600/11+2%253A24%253A52+PM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAJo5MjFc3A/Tm5OkWszv6I/AAAAAAAAB5g/LrQ3mp1inn0/s200/11+2%253A24%253A52+PM" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I reclaimed this date book because it was really too pretty to throw away unused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2V3DCMZXF4/Tm5OlCcPk3I/AAAAAAAAB5k/Te0xopaK07E/s1600/11+2%253A24%253A55+PM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NC2H1_RhTco/Tm5Omiqdn5I/AAAAAAAAB5s/IrZBxSRhwBU/s1600/11+2%253A25%253A00+PM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NC2H1_RhTco/Tm5Omiqdn5I/AAAAAAAAB5s/IrZBxSRhwBU/s200/11+2%253A25%253A00+PM" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;images that sparkled with truth and beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bOYVJvLni_U/Tm5Olm_inTI/AAAAAAAAB5o/vP9sKV8OnqQ/s1600/11+2%253A24%253A57+PM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bOYVJvLni_U/Tm5Olm_inTI/AAAAAAAAB5o/vP9sKV8OnqQ/s200/11+2%253A24%253A57+PM" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things that proclaim what I know deeply but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am Loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you do &amp;nbsp;to reclaim inspiration?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;----&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainpickings.org/index.php/2009/12/30/tom-waits-reads-bukowski/"&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt; 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You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world. – Lucille Ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I am a little tired these days,I've been trying to be gentle with myself. So, I am taking it easy as much as I can. I realize that I am very project oriented girl and that is good. I really love taking on projects. I just need to not add any more for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, like this I know that I need to take a some time for self-care{L STYLE}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be attempting to catch up on my pleasure reading. I especially want to finish reading &lt;a href="http://www.smithsonianmag.com/history-archaeology/The-Beer-Archaeologist.html"&gt;this article.&lt;/a&gt;, this &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Healing-Mudras-Yoga-Your-Hands/dp/0345437586/ref=pd_sim_b_6"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and this super cool &lt;a href="http://ohhappyday.com/2011/09/happy-weekend-46/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching reruns of this &lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/the-mary-tyler-moore-show"&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay on comfy pillow and let the stillness wash over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did I mention&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a slight hint of fall in these parts{it comes and goes}. So, I am looking forward to some of my favorite fall activities: bread&amp;nbsp;making and tea {maybe matte} in bed. 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I confess today, this was one in the same. I just needed to breathe and speak peace and healing into the air. It is amazing what a few deep breaths and speaking some words of love can do for the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I will be posting periodic updates about &lt;a href="http://keishuathoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/27-days-of-noticing-light.html"&gt;my project&lt;/a&gt; over the month but no daily countdown post.That's just not natural to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Also, I am back on the &lt;a href="http://paperartstudio.tripod.com/artistsway/id3.html"&gt;morning pages&lt;/a&gt; train. Jamie Ridler is hosting a &lt;a href="http://jamieridlerstudios.ca/join-me-for-morning-pages-and-creative-dream-journals"&gt;September group&lt;/a&gt;, if you want to join in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I hope that the post finds you in good spirits but if you are low{or just want to chat}, don't&amp;nbsp;hesitate&amp;nbsp;to shoot me an email: curiousworldofl(at)gmail(dot)com. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;We are all in this together and must not be afraid to show our tenderness towards one another.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;-I just won a lovely goody bag from &lt;a href="http://soulaperture.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-nectarine-cakes-winner.html"&gt;Christina, of Soul Aperture&lt;/a&gt;. 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But to grow up is to accept vulnerability... To be alive is to be vulnerable."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;— Madeleine&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;L'Engle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite kitties is not timid about his feelings. Ranger is his name and your lap or cup is his on sight. Ranger is strange&amp;nbsp;phenomena&amp;nbsp;in cats for me. His need for affection is so apparent. I sometimes wonder what would happen if we humans demonstrated our&amp;nbsp;vulnerability&amp;nbsp;{in safe places} like Ranger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the trademarks of "GROWNESS" seems to be not needing anyone and being able to figure it out. However, if the self-help section and experience is any indicator of how we struggle to figure it out, maybe we have it wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the trademark of adulthood should be knowing when to ask for help and when to share your heart.When I think of all the people(myself, included) suffering under the weight of perfection it seems like a shifty deal to keep up&amp;nbsp;appearances. &lt;b&gt;What are your thoughts on&amp;nbsp;vulnerability?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a quest to &lt;a href="http://keishuathoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/27-days-of-noticing-light.html"&gt;notice my light for 27 days&lt;/a&gt;. *Day 4: I am thinking about "right work" lately and how my current plays into this. I truly believe in equality for all people{in all aspects of life} and I&amp;nbsp;appreciate&amp;nbsp;the work that the public library does to bridge these problems, especially in terms of access to resources, skills and pleasure. This is not to say that it's&amp;nbsp;fairy tale&amp;nbsp;land because it isn't but it does feel good to be part of something serving the greater good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Love &lt;a href="http://www.yourcourageouslife.com/2010/08/02/your-life-vision/"&gt;this post &lt;/a&gt;on about creating a life vision.&lt;br /&gt;Check out&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://unicornsforsocialism.com/2011/08/25/wild-child-philanthropy-17-ways-to-be-a-patron-of-the-world-without-spending-a-dime/"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; about simple philanthropy ideas.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://jenlemen.com/blog/?p=824"&gt;vulnerability&lt;/a&gt;, loved this one by &lt;a href="http://rachmadlove.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://jenlemen.com/blog/?p=824"&gt;Jen Lemen's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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However, I can feel my heart turning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is none of my worse fears came true. I am taken care of and I have more than enough. I started this journey out of graduate school with such fear and trepidation. Instead it has truly been much easier than I thought it would be. However, I have lived in lack and fear and that has unhinged and shadowed things for the last few months.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am not saying I have what I want but I do not lack what I need&lt;/b&gt;. So, I have not understood&amp;nbsp;my emotions and I may never. However, I have seen how fear can&amp;nbsp;freeze and exhaust me from doing the good work that needs to be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like the scales are falling from my eyes and I starting to believe and live in the truth:&lt;b&gt; I have many good things to offer &lt;/b&gt;this world. 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Amazing because I really got to spend time with some wonderful people and resistance because some things are just not coming together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I really felt that resistance. It weighed heavy on my mind and spirit. I was just out of it.Then I&amp;nbsp;visited&amp;nbsp;with some really wise spiritually grounded folk and felt my soul renewed. Like me, these people are striving to live out their lives for the greater good and not always sure what that needs to look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kflAZ5jKD1I/Tj6Ql3sjTiI/AAAAAAAAB2g/BLKX5EYHUdA/s1600/11+9%253A18%253A09+AM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kflAZ5jKD1I/Tj6Ql3sjTiI/AAAAAAAAB2g/BLKX5EYHUdA/s320/11+9%253A18%253A09+AM" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;In addition, I saw one of my mentors and just felt refreshed by her wisdom and love. Her life is illuminating and inspiring. This is truly someone who lives out her call. I know that I can and am learning so much from her example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I know is sometimes it{life} feels like a shot in the dark. I have really wondered about what I was doing and where I need to go and it just makes me more confused. Confusion tends to make me resistant and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am thinking about all the things I have to be grateful for and the list is long. I don't thing&amp;nbsp;gratitude&amp;nbsp;takes away problems but I do think it gives my life air. This morning my friend reminded to look for God's good work in everything. That feels like a tall order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RsCSo9D7J_8/Tj6QgzeuzyI/AAAAAAAAB2E/X7HIr2JsEgw/s1600/11+9%253A17%253A50+AM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RsCSo9D7J_8/Tj6QgzeuzyI/AAAAAAAAB2E/X7HIr2JsEgw/s320/11+9%253A17%253A50+AM" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, at any moment I can change my perspective. I can take it one step and one day at time. I recently ran into a quote. To sum the quote up, fear is always there but we don't always have to react to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the challenge these days is to unfold from resistance and open to grace and the goodness all around me. For truly, it is hard to shine when you are folded down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &amp;nbsp;Check out my friend M's &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6OYQzuH-ieY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;band&lt;/a&gt;. I love these ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I lean out my window at night and I can taste it out there, just waiting for me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Brigid Lowry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I am still in the midst of moving. Lol...I know it's taking forever.&lt;br /&gt;I was not going to write until I got all settled and "perfect" and then I decided that was silly.&lt;br /&gt;Life will never be perfect and waiting until it is to do anything will leave ME waiting forever.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much I want to say but I can hardly find the words.&lt;br /&gt;So below are Three Things I am learning these days. I think they sum up things nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1P9O6L_a1rU/Thty3PiCRfI/AAAAAAAAB1E/c-OXlRAtkqo/s1600/11+6%253A02%253A00+PM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1P9O6L_a1rU/Thty3PiCRfI/AAAAAAAAB1E/c-OXlRAtkqo/s320/11+6%253A02%253A00+PM" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Three Things/ A Learning List&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;Kindness happens&lt;/b&gt;. I have the strangest incidents of kindness lately. Text and calls out of the blue, friendly people at the store or just smiling faces on the street. It has really been so amazing. It has really just humbled and soften my heart. Thank you kind people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;b&gt;Trust your gut&lt;/b&gt;. I love &lt;a href="http://fillyourwell.blogspot.com/2011/07/gratitude_15.html"&gt;this story&lt;/a&gt; that Kim shared abut doing &amp;nbsp;just that. &lt;b&gt;What are you thoughts on following your gut?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;b&gt;My Life is my Art&lt;/b&gt;. Yesterday, I was bemoaning the fact that I can't seem to create a "great work of art" and then I started thinking... I don't want to create art with a&amp;nbsp;capital&amp;nbsp;A but live an artful life. That doesn't need to look a certain way but feel a certain way. Living artfully is about creating but not necessarily things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, the other day, I created the most beautiful meal for a friend, we talked about what was on our hearts and then we went out an had an amazing drive around the city. It was a simple and artful because on some level living with attention, grace and love is an ART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ironic thing is that recently I wrote about this for &lt;a href="http://www.yogag33k.com/"&gt;Yoga G33K's Yoga and Art Book&lt;/a&gt;. There is a link on the side bar of her website for your downloading pleasure. It was so amazing when I got my copy and saw the title of my article. Don't you love that!! It was like I was living out what I already knew!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I am seeing that in the midst of everything there is always a spark of light, a touch of humor. &amp;nbsp;Everything changes, everything shifts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just want do the same...go with the flow, fire my dreams and shift to the present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, I felt my friend's baby move under my hand. This baby, which was not even imaginable a year ago, was shifting under my hand, warm with life. I am like that baby: full of potential,made to grow, to shift towards the light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Even when where I am is impossible, I must be mindful that moment by moment where I am is changing. Life is a&amp;nbsp;continual&amp;nbsp;birthing process, new&amp;nbsp;experience&amp;nbsp;breeding life but it also causing a process of dying to the old. Even if I am feeling&amp;nbsp;vulnerable, I can take heart that at my essence, I am limitless. 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As I started towards my apartment, a slight breeze touched my on my face and I felt it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;It was not&amp;nbsp;exhilarating&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;earthshaking&amp;nbsp;but it was there...joy. It is true that these emotions are fleeting and I shouldn't be swept away by them. However, it's nice to have the breeze on my face and grin in my heart. Sometimes, I feel like it's too long since, I've been really free in a moment. Joy is like a cartwheel in your soul. It kicks you alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;I want to make a point each day to touch this joy. I don't need to know what it will look like or its&amp;nbsp;parameters. 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In the meantime, I need to sustain a yoga practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I love home practice but it can be hard to get into a groove. I think that a good home practice should have a mix of video, audio, book, magazine and online resources.Not to mention just free flowing on the mat, when the need arises. Otherwise, &lt;i&gt;you are liable to be bored to death&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So, I will be doing some exploring of simple and cheap practice tools. &amp;nbsp;Now, I don't recommend you just start home practicing without having at least going to some yoga classes or checking with your health provider.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aQRVpsuXtFA/TgHeYfZ-WgI/AAAAAAAABxQ/-FAObpj8mAA/s1600/11+8%253A21%253A45+AM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aQRVpsuXtFA/TgHeYfZ-WgI/AAAAAAAABxQ/-FAObpj8mAA/s200/11+8%253A21%253A45+AM" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I have been falling out of the groove of in my home practice. On &amp;nbsp;a recent trip to the library, I picked up&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Quick-Easy-Yoga-5-Minute-Routines/dp/1844838382"&gt; Quick and Easy Yoga by Christina Brown&lt;/a&gt;. Practicing with a book can be super&amp;nbsp;frustrating&amp;nbsp;because of the book spine. However, each sequence in this book is super short-four to five poses. If the sequences were longer, I am not sure it would work. Also, I would recommend reading through the sequence beforehand to have an general idea and then glancing at the book to keep on track. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I did the "Morning Activator&amp;nbsp;Invigorating" sequence and it was just what I needed. It is a mesh of &amp;nbsp;bent leg planks and child's pose. There are also short sequences for the night, moods,random places and afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would recommend this book for a beginner, someone trying to build a home practice, a busy bee or someone super stressed. I think that it has enough simple but mood enhancing for those groups. I don't think anyone who likes a&amp;nbsp;vigorous&amp;nbsp;workout would get much from this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's your favorite quick and easy mood lifter?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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It is actually really&amp;nbsp;frustrating. My job search has netted a lot of interviews and no job. &amp;nbsp;It is really hard not to take to personally. I realize that the&amp;nbsp;competition&amp;nbsp;is stiff and considering how many interviews, I have netted I am doing something right. &amp;nbsp;However, interviews do not fill one's bank account.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The truth is I hate&amp;nbsp;worrying&amp;nbsp;about money. Okay, if I am honest I hate worrying about anything.&amp;nbsp;Worrying&amp;nbsp;ages&amp;nbsp;you and makes you desperate. Still, I am&amp;nbsp;frustrated and dishearten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V3eKd70s-dQ/Tf0kkPrXA0I/AAAAAAAABw8/H2Wsn_bwFGI/s1600/11+6%253A19%253A57+PM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V3eKd70s-dQ/Tf0kkPrXA0I/AAAAAAAABw8/H2Wsn_bwFGI/s200/11+6%253A19%253A57+PM" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;So, what does this have to do about joy? Very little it seems. However, joy is something that is deep under the surface of a&amp;nbsp;situation. Joy is not about the situation. It is about you and your perspective. My thought now is how to not fall too deep in grief and take heart that this is a temporary situation. That feels really hard and out of my league.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The thing is I've always believed on some level that everything can be worked for my good. I know, that is so church of me. However, it has proven true for most of life. So, I am literally at a standstill emotionally. Things are not Good but everything is always worked for my Good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I suppose this is illogical&amp;nbsp;optimism. &amp;nbsp;I am well-aware that many people never get what they want or need. So, how do I grapple with that?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Since, I am no&amp;nbsp;philosopher&amp;nbsp;or theologian, all I can do is work towards what I want and pray that it happens. 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I try to make a list every day at &lt;a href="http://welovegratitude.com/"&gt;WE LOVE&amp;nbsp;GRATITUDE&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or in my journal. I'm telling you that it can do wonders for your day. My happy list is sort of an arm of my&amp;nbsp;gratitude&amp;nbsp;list.&amp;nbsp;Below are things that are making me happy as of late. Nothing major, just&amp;nbsp;regular&amp;nbsp;lovely stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Happy List&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Writing daily. I have been doing my morning pages with regularity. It has fired up my inner writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Slow food. Cooking your own food can be so amazing and&amp;nbsp;therapeutic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rHsQ81j5nls/TfYFPr4nHUI/AAAAAAAABvU/MVgYW_NqzTM/s1600/11+8%253A40%253A18+AM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rHsQ81j5nls/TfYFPr4nHUI/AAAAAAAABvU/MVgYW_NqzTM/s200/11+8%253A40%253A18+AM" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Painting. I have been doing some&lt;a href="http://www.abccreativity.com/creative-journaling/"&gt; creative art journaling lately&lt;/a&gt;.I pulled my old paints out and went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Being bold. I am trying to say hi and greet everyone{with regards to safety}. It is so refreshing to me. I hate passing people and not acknowledging they are there. So, I am trying not to be that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bringing yoga to life. I mean taking what I have learned over these years off the mat. &amp;nbsp;Breathing through&amp;nbsp;difficult&amp;nbsp;situations, having self-compassion and honoring the moment are all things that have really helped me these past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u-50tdZ2_-M/TfYFRKnqpwI/AAAAAAAABvc/EKMEZ5M2lDk/s1600/11+8%253A40%253A32+AM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u-50tdZ2_-M/TfYFRKnqpwI/AAAAAAAABvc/EKMEZ5M2lDk/s200/11+8%253A40%253A32+AM" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Reading. I have long been a vivacious reading and lately I've been coming back to my first love aka the book. I can't wait to share some of my reads with you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Encouraging others. &amp;nbsp;Our words are so powerful and we can be so careless with them. I try to&amp;nbsp;at least&amp;nbsp;sometimes direct my words for uplift of others. I think it makes a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Realizing "it" is possible. "It" is harmony, love and acceptance. I was recently hanging out with a group of random people. These were people from all different people groups, colors and beliefs but what united them was kindness. They were truly some of the most welcoming people I have met. It was six hours of heaven on earth. I think that is how we are meant to live. Only, we can make it a reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's making you smile today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. 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I miss being&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;active in this way. My feet on the pavement or trails have always had an amazing effect on my mind and body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0SScdpgv7M/TEePMNXVYJI/AAAAAAAAAp8/WocNU8NvlqA/s1600/100_0723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0SScdpgv7M/TEePMNXVYJI/AAAAAAAAAp8/WocNU8NvlqA/s200/100_0723.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, for years I have been subscribing to a running magazine. Years! This year my subscription is up and I am not renewing because I really have not been putting this&amp;nbsp;information&amp;nbsp;to any use. I don't want to live vicariously, when I don't have to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My goal is simple. My end aim is to run for about 30-45 minutes a day. Nothing fancy or too&amp;nbsp;strenuous. I am not looking to be fast or train for anything. I just want to enjoy the journey of getting to know my mind and body in this new way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tools for the journey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-A schedule. It is as hot as dickens around here. So I am thinking early morning or late afternoons for runs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/article/0,7120,s6-238-520--9397-1-1X5-2,00.html"&gt;Walk/run practice&lt;/a&gt;. This is probably one of the most effective ways for non-runners to become runners. When, I was running a few years ago, I did a walk/run practice and it was super&amp;nbsp;beneficial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Wellness/Running notebook or&amp;nbsp;&lt;a _mce_href="http://www.running-log.com/" href="http://www.running-log.com/"&gt;log.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-shoes. I will be using my barely used tennis shoes until I have proved a commitment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Inspiration. I love reading&lt;a _mce_href="http://www.runnersworld.com/" href="http://www.runnersworld.com/"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Runner's World&lt;/a&gt;. Plus, I will be reading online articles{like &lt;a href="http://justrunjustlivejustbe.com/2009/02/22/how-to-fool-yourself-into-becoming-a-runner/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;}and blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-A buddy. My friend J. runs. Might arrange a few running dates each month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;a href="http://zenhabits.net/31-ways-to-motivate-yourself-to-exercise/"&gt;Motivation&lt;/a&gt;. This is the big one. How do I actually get out of my bed/couch/bum and run? Right now, my biggest motivation is stress relief. I think it will evolve as times goes by or maybe not. Stress relief is a legit and wonderful motivation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.yoga-abode.com/practice/yoga_for_runners"&gt;Yoga for runners&lt;/a&gt;. I would really like to have a marriage between the two practices. So, I will be researching yoga and running a lot. From what, I've heard doing yoga can make one a better runner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Music. Songs can be arrange by tempo for a very effective practice. This could help with evolving from walking to running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Starting. All take and no action will not likely get me very far. So, onward I go. Today, I took a two mile walk,&amp;nbsp;tomorrow, I'll add some jogging into my walk and there we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have any advice on starting a new exercise? 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In the past, my baking has resulted in gooey dough but lately it's really scrumptious. The &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ingredient" rel="wikipedia" title="Ingredient"&gt;ingredients&lt;/a&gt; have not changed but my approach had. This weekend, I had such a blast baking with T. and K. and going to an international student potluck and making &lt;a href="http://www.jenlee.net/home/magic-chocolate-chip-cookies.html"&gt;cookies&lt;/a&gt;. So, much dough, so much love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br clear="none" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past, an day in the kitchen would have bored me to tears. I would slap my ingredients together with little care. These days, I am more apt to bake in an intentional way. Below are some tidbits, I've honed from the journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br clear="none" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MHzu4gpK1B4/TfYFKQyh5tI/AAAAAAAABvA/CHeMM1DVwPE/s1600/11+8%253A40%253A06+AM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MHzu4gpK1B4/TfYFKQyh5tI/AAAAAAAABvA/CHeMM1DVwPE/s200/11+8%253A40%253A06+AM" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Key Lime Tarts made with T. and K.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Pay attention&lt;/b&gt;. In my experience, I need to read the &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Recipe" rel="wikipedia" title="Recipe"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt; a few times before I dive in. Trust, me knowing the flow of a recipe can save you a lot of grief. Once, I was making a almond butter cake and needed to&amp;nbsp;separate&amp;nbsp;the egg whites and yolks but did not realize this until much too, late. Needless, to say nobody got any cake that night.So, read the instructions and pay attention to the flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br clear="none" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Gather&lt;/b&gt;. Searching through your cabinets for missing ingredients can be distracting. After, reading the recipe I like to bring all my ingredients and tools to my work station. Plus, you know, if you are out of an ingredient. Finding out in the middle of&amp;nbsp;executing&amp;nbsp;a recipe that you are out of something is not so terrible but it can result in something unsavory under your nose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br clear="none" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.&lt;b&gt;Measure carefully&lt;/b&gt;. Baking is really a science. Precise measurements typically mean good results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tKaMaWzc5r8/TfYFLabudYI/AAAAAAAABvI/F-Cl5Ww18VQ/s1600/11+8%253A40%253A10+AM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tKaMaWzc5r8/TfYFLabudYI/AAAAAAAABvI/F-Cl5Ww18VQ/s200/11+8%253A40%253A10+AM" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;T. and her homemade "dollies".&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br clear="none" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Don't be afraid to break the rules&lt;/b&gt;. I know, this seems strange{after what I just said} but you can break some rules for &lt;a href="http://www.dianasdesserts.com/index.cfm/fuseaction/bakingtips.ingredientsubstitutions/IngredientSubstitutions.cfm"&gt;substitutes&lt;/a&gt;. However, research before you do. You often can substitute dairy products but depending on the recipe, there are specific ways to sub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br clear="none" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Ask and share&lt;/b&gt;. For the longest time, making bread was a challenge for me. Then, I mentioned this to my friend, J. We had a few bread baking dates and I got the hang of it. Plus, I got to bond with my friend on a deep level as we baked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br clear="none" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.&lt;b&gt; Trust&lt;/b&gt;. When your prepping for baking it can feel crazy to think that some flour, butter and milk can become anything but it can. Sure you may have to tweak, prepare and even start over a few times. Don't give up. Trust that even if the outcome is less than perfect, you can gain something useful&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;from the experience of baking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sC0tkuc1je0/TfYFHrATDUI/AAAAAAAABu0/oMODh32_o6E/s1600/11+8%253A39%253A55+AM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sC0tkuc1je0/TfYFHrATDUI/AAAAAAAABu0/oMODh32_o6E/s200/11+8%253A39%253A55+AM" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;J's pizza&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br clear="none" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recalling my baking journey has reminded me how anything is possible. More importantly, as &lt;a href="http://fillyourwell.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kim &lt;/a&gt;reminded me baking is a great metaphor for life. It can get messy, you may need to knead it for a while, let things incubate and go through the fire.However, if you use good ingredients and prepare your dough with care, it's more than likely to rise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's your favorite baking memory?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="zemanta-pixie" style="height: 15px; margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://www.zemanta.com/" title="Enhanced by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img alt="Enhanced by Zemanta" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/zemified_e.png?x-id=0acbaf28-34dd-47af-a4c1-81a4047fe7e6" style="border: none; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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On some level, she and my own heart have convicted me of how tightly that I am hanging on to myself. I am not saying I'm done with following my needs and wants but rather I am mindful. I am mindful that it's okay to hold other's in my heart, that I can drop my story and the world will keep spinning. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lately, I have become so saturated in myself. I am really just tired of the L show being on 24/7.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; More importantly, I am becoming convinced that kindness to myself and others is one of the greatest gifts, I can give this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mxMXFJn-rDs/TEeRXMP0bdI/AAAAAAAAAzI/HjB57GUyTrg/s1600/100_0859.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mxMXFJn-rDs/TEeRXMP0bdI/AAAAAAAAAzI/HjB57GUyTrg/s200/100_0859.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Simple Thoughts on Kindness&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Kindness is about what's in front of You&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Who in your family and immediate&amp;nbsp;friend-zone&amp;nbsp;need a ear or hand? Offer to cook lunch for a friend struggling&amp;nbsp;financially&amp;nbsp;or call a relative you haven't talked to in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Kindness is about Hospitality&lt;/b&gt;. How can you make the world more hospitable for those in need? Can you donate something-money, time, materials? How can we be more welcoming to those who are strangers? I have lived in my&amp;nbsp;building&amp;nbsp;for over two years. However, a few weeks ago, was the first time I really connected with my neighbors. It was an amazing and joyful thing to get to know these kind souls. However, it all begin with a smile in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Kindness is about taking care of the Earth&lt;/b&gt;. This can be a hard pill to swallow for many people. It may require looking at what you eat, wear, how you spend your money and even where you live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Kindness is about&amp;nbsp;Generosity&lt;/b&gt;. It is easy to give out of surplus but much harder to give when there's not a surplus. The truth is I am willing to give a few minutes if my time once for anything but a weekly&amp;nbsp;commitment&amp;nbsp;feels&amp;nbsp;burdensome. So, I think things other than weekly&amp;nbsp;commitments&amp;nbsp;be included in ways I can generous. It can be as simple as letting someone go in front of me in line or pushing the cart to a mother's car so that her toddler doesn't run into the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Kindness is about the little Things&lt;/b&gt;. Sometimes, a smile makes someone's day, or a hand-written card or even a email. On some level, we all want to know that we matter. Sending tendrils of care out into the world can be just what a wounded heart needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think about kindness and how do you try to live it out in your life?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Lately, things have been crazy and my life schedule has been a little strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="bloggerplus_text_section"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ODN4nXk8KPE/Tev6dWE6MkI/AAAAAAAABuQ/X3WGo6Jku3o/bloggerPlus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ODN4nXk8KPE/Tev6dWE6MkI/AAAAAAAABuQ/X3WGo6Jku3o/bloggerPlus.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I am here. I've just finished going through a bunch of my art supplies. I found an amazing day planner from 2010 with hardly any of it's pages used. So I'm reclaiming it as a collage/creative journal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="bloggerplus_text_section"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="bloggerplus_image_section"&gt;Otherwise, I am in the midst of a&amp;nbsp;frustrating&amp;nbsp;situation. 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Toffler&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_N9XaFSDUvA/TeTWfp9pouI/AAAAAAAABuI/k9FDpLygmAc/s1600/11+7%253A52%253A29+AM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_N9XaFSDUvA/TeTWfp9pouI/AAAAAAAABuI/k9FDpLygmAc/s200/11+7%253A52%253A29+AM" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately,&amp;nbsp;I am finding that the paths that I have set out in front in me are not stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the roads disappears. Sometimes, I have to be reset my internal gps, venture outside my&amp;nbsp;preferred&amp;nbsp;locales or take a different road altogether. Sometimes, I miss turn-offs, exits, or destinations and it is hard not to be overwhelmed with fear and anxiety in these moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when I think to my life objectives, I am able to see all these sidesteps, looping and path changes as part of a larger picture.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was talking with a friend about all the amazing things that have "happened" over the past two and a half years. Things that felt like&amp;nbsp;coincidences&amp;nbsp;or detours but have now become the cornerstones of my life, I am amazed. We can't truly plan our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, daily it comes down to living with an intent.&amp;nbsp;In yoga&amp;nbsp;practice, the teacher often asks you to set an intention for your practice. Some days, it maybe to be still, to be present, to be love, etc. &amp;nbsp;This intent informs your practice and works itself out in your time on the mat.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Life intent works similarly.It helps you remember and reconnect with your goals. It is that internal guidepost that let's you know when you've reach the a "bedrock" of truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am searching for a "bedrock" of truth these days. I am driving in mad circles, looping around and getting lost. However, sometimes, I look ahead and the sign points in the direction of home. As &amp;nbsp;I head towards home, the path appears. 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My was lovely and restful.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, I finished reading a book called the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wednesday-Sisters-Meg-Waite-Clayton/dp/0345502825"&gt;Wednesday&amp;nbsp;Sisters&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It was a lovely book about a group of women coming to voice through writing.&lt;br /&gt;It is set against the backdrop of social change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the book, &amp;nbsp;I decided to create a little writing bag to grab and take with outside or to my kitchen table(whichever). I have been wanting to write more and this novel planted a little fire in my belly. The truth is there little excuse not to be scribbling a little each day. It makes me feel good, it's a good use of the mind and I have a ton of empty notebooks begging to be used. So, I&amp;nbsp;decided&amp;nbsp;to gather my supplies and dedicate a bag to the venture. My&amp;nbsp;writing&amp;nbsp;bag is simple. It includes:&lt;br /&gt;*A notebook&lt;br /&gt;*Some inspiring&amp;nbsp;pictures&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;Chap stick&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;Note cards&lt;br /&gt;*Little box for&amp;nbsp;pencils, pens,&amp;nbsp;note-cards,etc.&lt;br /&gt;*Something to drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have a writing bag or ritual?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Grace over at the &lt;a href="http://thewildpomegranate.wordpress.com/"&gt;Wild Pomegranate&lt;/a&gt;, for giving me this lovely blog award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-60J4WW5jNN8/TeA3o5ArA2I/AAAAAAAABtI/95dGnewraJk/s1600/pay-it-forward.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-60J4WW5jNN8/TeA3o5ArA2I/AAAAAAAABtI/95dGnewraJk/s1600/pay-it-forward.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I having such a hard time choosing who to pass it to. I think each of you deserve it. So, many good blogs. Instead, I'm going to shout out about some blogs I'm loving lately. 1)&lt;a href="http://lovelyandimperfect.squarespace.com/"&gt;Lovely and Imperfect&lt;/a&gt; 2)A&lt;a href="http://www.acertainsimplicity.com/"&gt; Certain Simplicity&lt;/a&gt; 3)&lt;a href="http://rachmadlove.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rach.Mad.Love&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. Check them out and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. I'm looking for some good fiction books. 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If you do not bring forth what is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 9px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 9px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;within you, what you do not bring forth will destroy you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gospel of Thomas.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 9px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 9px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 9px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 9px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;I wrote my first yoga poem a few years ago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was about doing yoga on my blue mat&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the center of my kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;At the time, I lived in a sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apartment in a very small town. There was one yoga studio and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think it had closed down. At the time, I was living hand to mouth and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really had no resources to go to a yoga class, anyways. So, for two years my yoga consisted of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;home practice, videos from the library, sequences from yoga magazines and conversations with the two yogis I knew in town. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cOc_BNqzGco/TduxcXlTpTI/AAAAAAAABss/pK76CaE1TJM/s1600/11+9%253A23%253A59+AM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cOc_BNqzGco/TduxcXlTpTI/AAAAAAAABss/pK76CaE1TJM/s200/11+9%253A23%253A59+AM" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was in that time, in that kitchen, on that blue mat, yoga got practical and personal for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At heart, I am practical person and I know that I would not have survived that two years of extrememe finacial insecurity and isolation without that little blue mat{and my friends, esp. J.}.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is a mat is an&amp;nbsp;intimate&amp;nbsp;object. It won't come to life but you bring your life to the mat and let it dance there. I've fallen apart on that mat, cried, meditated, done&amp;nbsp;Pilates, lent it out, etc. It has withstood a lot of use, misuse and neglect. Despite it all, it still folds and supports me. I could not ask for more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I wrote a ode to that mat, to that that moment because it centered my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I no longer have the poem. I think I tossed it away in a fit of cleaning but the feeling of&amp;nbsp;gratitude&amp;nbsp;remains&amp;nbsp;in me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What small pleasure is centering you, these days?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I felt a little lost. I went outside for a little walk and reading to clear my mind. Then I got down to writing. In writing, I found myself(for the moment). There were many strong emotions flowing through my body but underneath it all was love. Even in times of fear, heartbreak or&amp;nbsp;uncertainty&amp;nbsp; there it stands. Love comes in many forms. Lately, for me love is about paying attention to this life. It's about&amp;nbsp;cradling&amp;nbsp;goodness close and not turning from heartache.Today, I want to remind myself of what I already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's okay to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;-It's good to &lt;a href="http://sophialeadership.com/shop/a-path-for-happy-wanderers/"&gt;wander&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-Honor your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.notyouraverageordinary.com/2011/05/finding-your-passion/"&gt;Passion&lt;/a&gt; is needed.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://thewildpomegranate.wordpress.com/2011/05/23/manifesting-mondays/"&gt;Practice&lt;/a&gt; feeds your life.&lt;br /&gt;-Turning cartwheels keeps you playful.&lt;br /&gt;-Red shoes + sun = adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AlPJqIHSkhY/Tduxb91khoI/AAAAAAAABso/9UonrDAKTlI/s1600/11+9%253A23%253A55+AM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AlPJqIHSkhY/Tduxb91khoI/AAAAAAAABso/9UonrDAKTlI/s200/11+9%253A23%253A55+AM" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ask for help.&lt;br /&gt;-Cheering for others can cheer you up.&lt;br /&gt;-Love comes in many forms.&lt;br /&gt;-Kindness can change the world.&lt;br /&gt;-Write like it matters&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;it does.&lt;br /&gt;-If you know it your bones, it just might be true.&lt;br /&gt;-Be &lt;a href="http://themanycoloursofhappiness.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-wouldnt-mind-satisfaction-of-being.html"&gt;awesome&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-You are never alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you need to remind yourself of today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I am trying to capture this Kentucky spring in all its&amp;nbsp;deliciousness.&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, I love the trees around these part.&amp;nbsp;Every time, I've think I've seen the best one and then another one appears even more beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;These past few weeks have been intense. I feel like I am going in ten directions.&amp;nbsp;In order, to effectively do things I need to have a mind that is not rash and full of compassion.&lt;br /&gt;One meditation that helps cultivate compassion for ourselves is a loving kindness mediation. Every teacher teaches it a little different but the gist is the same. &lt;a href="http://www.beliefnet.com/Health/2000/07/Opening-The-Heart.aspx"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is a good version.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;I've check out &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Grub-Ideas-Urban-Organic-Kitchen/dp/1585424595/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1306174867&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;Grub:Ideas for An Urban Organic Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;from the library and am feeling inspired. I got to try out a few things on my friend Nat when she came for &amp;nbsp;a visit. Currently, trying to "finding a non-sweet buttermilk squash recipes. Any ideas?&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;What's your favorite cookbook or recipe?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;---&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your suggestions about cultivating an attitude of enough in your life. I am going to try the&amp;nbsp;gratitude&amp;nbsp;journal. 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I can spend hours pouring over a &lt;a href="http://www.westelm.com/"&gt;west elm&lt;/a&gt; catalog or cruising for the perfect mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In theory, it really does not matter what we have in our home but in practice, it matters. It matters a lot. I am all for simple, beautiful and practical things. If it has been&amp;nbsp;re-purposed&amp;nbsp;{by yours truly}&amp;nbsp;all the better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, sometimes window, shopping is one of my favorite modes of inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I was on &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;etsy&lt;/a&gt; and ran&amp;nbsp;across&amp;nbsp;a few things that I could easily imagine in my apartment. Sadly, my wallet does not agree. Le sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbXWxTnxQNU/TdUGq7aLrdI/AAAAAAAABr8/kdhOTGzxJ7s/s1600/il_570xN.189550795.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbXWxTnxQNU/TdUGq7aLrdI/AAAAAAAABr8/kdhOTGzxJ7s/s200/il_570xN.189550795.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This look &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/60828759/bartlett-teapot?ref=fp_featured_item"&gt;teapot&lt;/a&gt; would be nice to have for teatime.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j2TlXTCqbtE/TdUI0p5FMpI/AAAAAAAABsA/gttripjjHTg/s1600/table.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j2TlXTCqbtE/TdUI0p5FMpI/AAAAAAAABsA/gttripjjHTg/s200/table.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gathering friends and family around &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/60828759/bartlett-teapot?ref=fp_featured_item"&gt;this table&lt;/a&gt; seems like a good idea.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jn8JQ6ON6fw/TdUKGPF-kTI/AAAAAAAABsE/PXh6K1zn_rQ/s1600/towel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jn8JQ6ON6fw/TdUKGPF-kTI/AAAAAAAABsE/PXh6K1zn_rQ/s200/towel.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A long day's work deserves a&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/74014257/best-quality-hand-woven-turkish-cotton?ref=v1_other_1"&gt; towel l&lt;/a&gt;ike this.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Truth be told, I am sucker for a nice set of windows. My current apartment has three large windows in the living area. The windows look out onto a "field"/playground and they look under a few lovely trees. Those trees are some of my favorite things in the whole world. I can keep time and seasons by them. Plus, &amp;nbsp;I love sitting at the table working or having tea with someone and looking out into that wonder. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;What's your favorite thing about your home(besides the sweet people who occupy it with you)?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everything doesn't have to be new. You can always use what you have{or what someone else doesn't want} in new ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For some cool upcyling clothes ideas check &lt;a href="http://craftingagreenworld.com/2008/05/23/girl-reconstructed-upcycling-old-clothes/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;100 amazing upcyling ideas &lt;a href="http://toponlineengineeringdegree.com/?page_id=116"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A good definition of upcycling &lt;a href="http://www.naturallysavvy.com/naturally-green-faq/what-is-upcycling"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shambhalasun.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=2299&amp;amp;Itemid=0"&gt;A good article&lt;/a&gt; about design from my sheros, bell hooks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Have a sweet day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don't even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child -- our own two eyes. All is a miracle."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;—&amp;nbsp;Thich Nhat Hanh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gS_dXI3j6g8/TcmMVLr91iI/AAAAAAAABo8/3MP7wOgWEdU/s1600/11+3%253A04%253A50+PM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gS_dXI3j6g8/TcmMVLr91iI/AAAAAAAABo8/3MP7wOgWEdU/s320/11+3%253A04%253A50+PM" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been thinking about how to cultivate compassion and&amp;nbsp;gratitude&amp;nbsp;in my life. I have been feeling a little&amp;nbsp;whiny and ragged. So, I am&amp;nbsp;embarking&amp;nbsp;on this project to notice my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the ruts, I have fallen into lately is a mix of disinterest and acedia.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Acedia"&gt; Acedia&lt;/a&gt; is state of listlessness with spiritual overtones. Personally, my acedia is often prompted when I feel in&amp;nbsp;competition&amp;nbsp;with myself and the "ideal" me. When I am in this trance, nothing is enough, everything is full of lack and reaping of&amp;nbsp;dissatisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is I don't think my life is very exciting but it is very rich and full of goodness. I sometimes forget that as I hurry from one "BIG" thing to the next. I am losing sight of the small things that support me. It is like I am so busy chasing life, that I can't live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a trick that I learned from Julie Cameron about getting small. &amp;nbsp;In the&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search/?field-isbn=1585421464"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Artist's Way&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cameron writes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;"The capacity for delight is the gift of paying attention."&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;So, one of the most effective ways of dealing with disinterest is to cultivate interest one breath at a time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting small cultivates our love for our lives. Noticing what is and being grateful is a blessing. So many times we want more and we don't&amp;nbsp;recognize&amp;nbsp;we have enough. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Enough is not a lack&lt;/span&gt;. Something in our culture tells us that we need more than enough to be okay. Not true. So, I on a quest to pay attention, to celebrate this ordinary life and live it with my eyes wide &amp;nbsp;(well, as wide as they can be).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, I want to greet my acedia with kindness and acceptance. Right now, I am avoiding it or pretending like is does not exist. Acting this way literally splits my mind and disengages me from life. It is no wonder that I am feeling so disconnected. However, &amp;nbsp;there is no reason to judge or blame, all we have is this moment. That's why&lt;a href="http://www.tarabrach.com/howtomeditate.html"&gt; meditation&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://yoga.about.com/"&gt;yoga&lt;/a&gt;{and the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Psalms-Praying-Invitation-Nan-Merrill/dp/0826419062/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1305635043&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Psalm&lt;/a&gt;s} are so important. 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I hope this Monday is treating you well. I was planning on writing about my camping trip but the words would not flow.&amp;nbsp;It happens. Anyway, I am posting a page from my camping "scrapbook". I hope you enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;My good friend Nat. is coming to visit me for the week. 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Here's my summer list(as of today).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Try out a few recipes this summer from my favorite cookbooks&lt;br /&gt;-Get outside a lot.&lt;br /&gt;- Find a new job and apt&lt;br /&gt;-Get rid/donate over 1/2 of my stuff&lt;br /&gt;-Make a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.lovelyish.com/708681488/denim-diy-how-to-make-shorts-from-jeans/"&gt;denim cut-offs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do some form of yoga&amp;nbsp;everyday&lt;br /&gt;-Plant some&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://organicgardening.about.com/od/vegetablesherbs/a/growmicrogreens.htm"&gt;micro-greens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Avoid kissing Frogs&lt;br /&gt;-Knit a shawl or bag. Can't decided. A bag may be more doable with my skill level&lt;br /&gt;-Eat fresh peaches from the &lt;a href="http://www.lexingtonfarmersmarket.com/"&gt;farmer's&amp;nbsp;market&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Consume fried green tomatoes and ice tea together and without&amp;nbsp;apology&lt;br /&gt;-See what I can&amp;nbsp;reasonably&amp;nbsp;do on &lt;a href="http://keishuathoughts.blogspot.com/p/life-list.html"&gt;my life list&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Read like it's going out of style. I have a a huge stack of books waiting for my nose to be poked in them&lt;br /&gt;-Can something. I have all these mason jars, I should put them to use&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://rezalutions.com/using-photography-to-appreciate-life/"&gt;Take one picture every day&lt;/a&gt;, as a way of noticing and cultivating appreciation&lt;br /&gt;-Dance a little, summer is great for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's on your summer list?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;I am super excited, I won a stack of photos from one of my &lt;a href="http://www.chookooloonks.com/blog/"&gt;favorite bloggers&lt;/a&gt;.Yes, I am downright thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dreaming about the day I can have one of &lt;a href="http://www.windowfarms.org/"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I am thinking it would be much easier to buy a window farm than make my own. Just sayin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to &lt;a href="http://www.abccreativity.com/"&gt;ABC creativity&lt;/a&gt;?&amp;nbsp;Andrea has some sweet things cooking. 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Often, we would follow a patch of woods until we stumbled upon a creek. Then we would sit a spell or pull out our fishing poles and try for a catfish. These city walks are bit&amp;nbsp;different&amp;nbsp;but they still have the same elements of movement, stillness and communion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking has always provided me with a space to grapple with thoughts. Lately, some of my resistance to my yoga mat has been rising. This resistance is a teachable moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think I take things too seriously. I have been on this road before when I am making things way too, serious. This tends to leave me feeling dry and disappointed.&amp;nbsp;Moreover, I tend in these moments to be making an idol of activity. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes, I think doing something will make me okay. So, I stress myself to be the best at it. My spirit know this routine and is resistance to following that path again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to not try so hard to embody an ideal. Instead, I need to accept that I am not a sage but a mere mortal. &amp;nbsp;It's okay not to have an ideal practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One foot in front of the other, these truths rise. I can not grasp at perfection. I have to loosen my grip and greet this moment with an open hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am&amp;nbsp;obsessed&amp;nbsp;with taking pics. I use to be a yearbook nerd back in the day. So, all this picture taking is making me super happy. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see &lt;a href="http://www.bridesmaidsmovie.com/"&gt;this movie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to try to make &lt;a href="http://www.thefreshloaf.com/recipes/pitabread"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;soon. 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Thought, I would display some of my favorite pics from the week. &amp;nbsp;Most of these were taken around town and at a &lt;a href="http://magpieyarn.com/"&gt;local yarn shop&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend one of my good friends is coming into town. I will be joining her and my Lexvegas Man bestie for a little&amp;nbsp;celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, &amp;nbsp;I hope there will be a lot of homemade sangria consumed to sing in the weekend. I am sure there will be lots of stories to tell and hearts to bare. Truthfully, &amp;nbsp;I am blessed when it comes to friends{online and off}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I hope you have a lovely weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, I made &lt;a href="http://3191.visualblogging.com/archives/11518_1443007713/353725"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. It was incredible.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently knitting a scrubber based on a pattern from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%22http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1581808410/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=thcuwoofl-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=217145&amp;amp;creative=399349&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1581808410%22%3EYarnPlay:%20Colorful%20Techniques%20and%20Projects%20for%20the%20Creative%20Knitter%3C/a%3E%3Cimg%20src=%22http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=1581808410&amp;amp;camp=217145&amp;amp;creative=399349%22%20width=%221%22%20height=%221%22%20border=%220%22%20alt=%22%22%20style=%22border:none%20!important;%20margin:0px%20!important;%22%20/%3E"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I've been into back bends these past few days. They are good for opening your heart. 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Hopefully, people will stop asking if there's moonshine in my mason. No, it isn't...in case you were wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soooooo excited about &lt;a href="http://www.yisforyogini.com/2011/05/meditation-for-self-renewal-40-day-kriya.html"&gt;this meditation cycle&lt;/a&gt;. If you are interested in meditation and self- renewal, you should join. Many people think meditation is about not thinking and that is not true. We are always thinking. Meditation is about not getting attached to those thoughts and catching yourself when you leave the present moment and returning back to your breathe(or mantra, etc). For some basic instruction, &lt;a href="http://www.shambhala.org/meditationinstruction.html"&gt;see here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/elena-brower/art-of-attention-eat-pray_b_474885.html"&gt;yoginis&lt;/a&gt; is on the new yoga journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I heard t&lt;a href="http://www.soundstrue.com/podcast/natalie-goldberg-writing-as-spiritual-practice/#bottom"&gt;he most amazing podcas&lt;/a&gt;t from Sounds True. It featured writer &lt;a href="http://www.nataliegoldberg.com/"&gt;Natalie Goldberg&lt;/a&gt;. Hands down, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Writing-Down-Bones-Freeing-Writer/dp/0877733759"&gt;Writing Down the Bones&lt;/a&gt; is one the best books that I have ever read and reread. The seeds of meditation and yoga were planted in my heart from this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the best thing was spending time with my Texas bestie knitting. T. 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I really can not imagine life with it. I use to have a&amp;nbsp;secret&amp;nbsp;fantasy of being a singer but I really am a little umm... tone death when it comes to my own singing. However, that has not hindered my love of music. Music has been a great companion to me over the years. &amp;nbsp;It has opened me to many things and people. It is funny how simple things like lyrics and melody can crawl&amp;nbsp;across&amp;nbsp;hearts and time and unite us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been listening to a lot of &lt;a href="http://www.donnadelory.com/"&gt;Donna De Lory&lt;/a&gt;. Thankfully, no one lives with me or they would want to break my ipod.Anyway, Donna De Lory reminds me of &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://www.madonna.com/" rel="homepage" title="Madonna (entertainer)"&gt;Madonna&lt;/a&gt;{another one of my favs}, with a touch of soul. I actually like to listen to her on my commute to and from work. So relaxing but&amp;nbsp;up-tempo. A version of my favorite song is &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dY8iQP-v2Fw"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am enjoying to &lt;a href="http://blip.fm/profile/keshady/blip/67620024/Goapele%E2%80%93If+We+Knew"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; song by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goapele"&gt;Goapele&lt;/a&gt;. Her &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Change_It_All"&gt;Change It All&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is one of my favorite albums of all time. The album is political, hopeful and catchy...love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is another current favorite by A Fine Frenzy. &amp;nbsp;I've been listening to this song a lot. Maybe, a little too, much. There is a time for everything isn't there? Plus, I am sucker for a piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="249" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lsWsasqIoyk" width="325"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who are you listening to these days?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ihollaback.org/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; site is all about giving voice and ending street&amp;nbsp;harassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbanweedsblog.com/"&gt;Another&lt;/a&gt; reason to move to west coast.&lt;br /&gt;One of my New favorites is over &lt;a href="http://m2studios.com/blog/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/63612557@N00/5372029315"&gt;pic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="zemanta-pixie" style="height: 15px; margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://www.zemanta.com/" title="Enhanced by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img alt="Enhanced by Zemanta" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/zemified_e.png?x-id=49697061-d441-4c52-978b-d8953fc869ee" style="border: none; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script defer="defer" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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It has pipped my attention. I am not certain what I will do with this word: &lt;a href="http://www.magpie-girl.com/category/relig-ish/"&gt;relig-ish&lt;/a&gt; but it speaks deeply to what my life is trying to articulate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always risky to be unorthodox. However, as any pilgrim knows there is time and place for everything-tradition and rebellion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the heart of it, it's about living. I mean really living, not going through the motions, not following your neighbor but radically opening to what is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me happy to know that other people are traveling this road, too.&lt;br /&gt;I think it is true, we are never alone. We just need to remember to light our love, so others can find us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Spending way too much time looking &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's really quite lovely over &lt;a href="http://www.olivia-rae.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thekitchn.com/thekitchn/flickr-find/15-ways-to-eat-a-beautiful-breakfast-flickr-finds-113297"&gt;Breakfast&lt;/a&gt; never looked so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The photos above are from this weekend. 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This week has been a some kind of crazy whirlwind.&lt;br /&gt;I am finishing up my master's degree. After 7 or so years of college, I am sooooooo happy to be at this point in my life. &lt;b&gt;Yes, I still am confused about what I want to be when I grow up&lt;/b&gt;. However, I am glad to be getting my librarian wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;At the very least, I have now have {official&amp;nbsp;societal} permission to get a cat, have a bun and be a super nerd! If only, I could get paid to do&amp;nbsp;just&amp;nbsp;that! Today, I am approaching what I hope will be my last days of graduate work{but who knows}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, there is a little of fear of flying. This economy is not stellar and there are hundred fears that stalk the mind. I will attend to those later. Now is the time to celebrate! Right now, I am happy and grateful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's making you happy today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have a wonderful weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Pose of the day: &lt;a href="http://yoga.about.com/od/yogaposes/a/happybaby.htm"&gt;happy baby&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="zemanta-pixie" style="height: 15px; margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://www.zemanta.com/" title="Enhanced by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img alt="Enhanced by Zemanta" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/zemified_e.png?x-id=23a1f0ef-92a4-4b2a-8162-0d661b404b5a" style="border: none; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script defer="defer" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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It was a small but lovely place ran by a husband and wife. Not only did they work at the shop but their apartment was right above it. So there was bit of stir-craziness circulating around the shop at times. Needless to say, things got a little crazy. However, no matter what S., my boss would make me a cup of tea in the afternoon. This ritual got embedded in my head and heart. Now, life feels a little "off " without a cup of tea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pCIPSxNd1ws/Tbi2o9X3XBI/AAAAAAAABl0/P14SdvS5c-c/s1600/11+8%253A36%253A47+PM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pCIPSxNd1ws/Tbi2o9X3XBI/AAAAAAAABl0/P14SdvS5c-c/s200/11+8%253A36%253A47+PM" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I am loving some black tea in the mornings. Usually it's&amp;nbsp;English&amp;nbsp;or Irish&amp;nbsp;breakfast bags &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steeping" rel="wikipedia" title="Steeping"&gt;steeped&lt;/a&gt; for 5 minutes and touch of non-dairy creamer. If I am feeling ambitious I might have some loose black tea. For my afternoon cup(s), I am drinking white or green tea {loose teas}. They have less&amp;nbsp;caffeine&amp;nbsp;and taste great when flavored with fruit bits. If you are not a tea person, I hope you'll give it a wee chance! There is something in the ritual of waiting for kettle to boil and the tea to steep that makes the process quite lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How to Brew the Perfect Cup of Tea&lt;/b&gt; {garnished from years of experience and&amp;nbsp;tidbits&amp;nbsp;over the years}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring fresh water to a&amp;nbsp;rolling&amp;nbsp;boil for oolong, black and herbal infusions.&lt;br /&gt;For white, green and some &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oolong" rel="wikipedia" title="Oolong"&gt;oolongs&lt;/a&gt; bring the water to an almost boiling point.&lt;br /&gt;With a teaspoon, measure one teaspoon of &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tea" rel="wikipedia" title="Tea"&gt;loose tea&lt;/a&gt; for each cup of tea desired.&lt;br /&gt;Pour water over tea and let steep. Take strainer or bag out and let it cool to your desired temperature.&lt;br /&gt;Savor and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some suggested steep times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_tea" rel="wikipedia" title="White tea"&gt;white teas&lt;/a&gt;-3 to 8 minutes *I do eight but I think otherwise the flavor is faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Green_tea" rel="wikipedia" title="Green tea"&gt;green teas&lt;/a&gt;-1 to 3 minutes *For a pure green tea, I step for a minute. Longer and it is too grassy.&lt;br /&gt;oolong teas-1 to 5 minutes *3 minutes but you should to check the label.&lt;br /&gt;black teas-3 to 5 minutes *5 and no longer. Otherwise, it gets bitter, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;herbals infusion-3 to 5 minutes *I love &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rooibos"&gt;rooibos&lt;/a&gt;, red tea/bush tea steeped for 7 minutes with honey and lemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you drink tea, if so what is your current favorite?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am loving the &lt;a href="http://monteashop.com/"&gt;tea shop&lt;/a&gt; in my neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. 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If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Washington Irving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zOp2_FtDTnI/TaouM3E8CNI/AAAAAAAABkY/alPN6bI4dTE/s1600/11+8%253A02%253A57+PM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zOp2_FtDTnI/TaouM3E8CNI/AAAAAAAABkY/alPN6bI4dTE/s200/11+8%253A02%253A57+PM" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a firm believer in creating simple moments of grace even in the midst of great sadness, uncertainty and/or dreary weather. Life can&amp;nbsp;assault my perspective, that's a truth. After days of grey skies, I know that I need a little sun and bit of rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is if I let myself, I can easily be overcome with negativity and lounge in that place for unknown amounts times. I don't think there is anything wrong with negative emotions but that is never a place I want to stay. Negativity can light you on fire, if you let it. If am to be set on fire, by anything, I want it to be by love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some things I like to do find flow and kindle my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kindling List&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Make a cup of strong tea.&lt;br /&gt;-Do some yoga. A gentle flow routine or a nice restorative&amp;nbsp;practice can do wonders for the spirits.&lt;br /&gt;-Admit I am deeply&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;to my self or another person.&lt;br /&gt;-Take a steamy shower or hot bath. Works wonders.&lt;br /&gt;-Go for a walk or run.&lt;br /&gt;-Read Pride and&amp;nbsp;Prejudice. It's my go-to comfort book.Austen's wit always makes me laugh and&amp;nbsp;remember&amp;nbsp;that I, too am a witty and wonderful woman.&lt;br /&gt;-Take one more small step in the direction of your dreams. Send out a query, return a call, etc.&lt;br /&gt;-Call up a friend, who will let me vent my "true" feelings and not try to fix me.&lt;br /&gt;-Water my plants.&lt;br /&gt;-Do my mending.{Can you tell I love to tend! I can't help}&lt;br /&gt;-Give to someone in need. Give money, time, stuff, etc.Paying attention to other's can create a ripple effect. One thing I love to do is let people out of side streets. I know that it is a pain to wait for the traffic to pass and it can create a ripple effect. The people behind you and in front of you are more likely to follow suit. Think about how your small acts of kindness counter the casually cruelty in the world. It's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;-Sit on my zafu or towel(whatever you use) and follow my breath for 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, these things won't cure me or put money in my bank account but they are&amp;nbsp;spiritual&amp;nbsp;well from which to draw. Sometimes, I need to draw from my reserves when I am overwhelmed or defeated. If &amp;nbsp;I make a practice of drawing from my well, I can tap into my sense flow. Eventually, I hope the water will move from my mouth to&amp;nbsp;nourish&amp;nbsp;my whole body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you do to get flowing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Have you been to Rachel Maddox's &lt;a href="http://rachmadlove.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. The woman is a&amp;nbsp;genius! Go there and soak up her words.&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. Have I mentioned, how much I love &lt;a href="http://publicbookstore.blogspot.com/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;. 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I get really into my &lt;a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yoga" rel="wikipedia" title="Yoga"&gt;yoga&lt;/a&gt; practice and then nothing. It's like I've never heard of yoga.&lt;br /&gt;Then my body starts reminding me of what I am&amp;nbsp;forgetting. First, it starts in overeating here and there. Then my anxiety starts rearing its ugly head and before you know it, I'm a basket case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Before, I go any further, I want to clarify. I don't think yoga makes your life perfect or takes away your problems. First of all, I think of yoga as bodily prayer. Secondly, like mental or verbal&amp;nbsp;prayer, things may or may nor improve but you can still feel a deep peace in the midst of the storm. Tragically, I really don't have the theological skills to&amp;nbsp;elaborate. It's just a feeling that I know when it rises up in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially, I think yoga(or bodily prayer)really helps me be mindful of my emotions and be less reactive. It gives me the space to breathe and heal. Life is hard, at times. I carry a lot of stress and emotions in my body. My hope is that my yoga mat{and a cup of tea} will allow me space to recover from my day, when needed. Moreover, I hope that some way that bodily prayer will mix with my emotional prayer and water my heart. Or at the very least, I hope it will provide small port of refuge in the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pose of the day: &lt;a href="http://www.yogajournal.com/poses/688"&gt;camel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's your hope for today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SACZMqu7Jds/Tbc4K8jRniI/AAAAAAAABlE/M-hdejFWpwA/s1600/11+5%253A24%253A57+PM" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SACZMqu7Jds/Tbc4K8jRniI/AAAAAAAABlE/M-hdejFWpwA/s200/11+5%253A24%253A57+PM" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/scenicglory/designs%20for%20my%20lovely%20friends/signature-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="zemanta-pixie" style="height: 15px; margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a class="zemanta-pixie-a" href="http://www.zemanta.com/" title="Enhanced by Zemanta"&gt;&lt;img alt="Enhanced by Zemanta" class="zemanta-pixie-img" src="http://img.zemanta.com/zemified_e.png?x-id=4f82e6d4-6ce2-49cb-af98-fa7d0b47aa30" style="border: none; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="zem-script more-related pretty-attribution"&gt;&lt;script defer="defer" src="http://static.zemanta.com/readside/loader.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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It is not my usual cup of tea. I am a super structured black dress lover but lately I seem to etsy stalking this shop. It must be the change of season, that has me adoring simple, flowy dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/thesimpson?ref=seller_info"&gt;The simpson&lt;/a&gt; is actually L. Wang, a China based designer. She is super humble. When I was&amp;nbsp;corresponding&amp;nbsp;with her about her dresses, she described herself as your average designer. I disagree.Her dresses are like the poetry she infuses in her product&amp;nbsp;descriptions. Here are two of my favorite dresses(an sweet little ditty) from her shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_SQ12iJIaA/TbW71XJfHrI/AAAAAAAABk8/82o5qGq4ObA/s1600/simpson2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_SQ12iJIaA/TbW71XJfHrI/AAAAAAAABk8/82o5qGq4ObA/s200/simpson2.jpg" width="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;oh, was a time, like a clean, new taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;smiling eyes before me, inches from my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;wash my love, wash my love -L.Wang&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/50291590/new-tastexs-l-sundress-more-colour"&gt;+&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/50291590/new-tastexs-l-sundress-more-colour"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aP84aAorvxM/TbW86TxBLlI/AAAAAAAABlA/CvdxRpL2RZE/s1600/simpson3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aP84aAorvxM/TbW86TxBLlI/AAAAAAAABlA/CvdxRpL2RZE/s200/simpson3.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/69936209/wool-orange-folk-style-sundressblouse"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love the idea of super comfy breathable fashion this spring. 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It must be my inner preschooler!! I think that was the day in elementary school we got to rice krispie treats, right? I use to love those...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is really exciting because it's two holidays in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;*Today is Earth Day! Check out&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.realsimple.com/home-organizing/green-living/green-home-00000000056038/index.html"&gt;these tips&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on being a wee bit earth friendlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;*Today is Good Friday, too. Thus, Sunday is Easter{if that&amp;nbsp;floats&amp;nbsp;your raft}.For Easter, it might be fun to make&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mindfulmomma.typepad.com/mindful_momma/2009/04/felted-easter-eggs.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;* I am not quite sure what I want to do this Easter. I know there are things that people &lt;i&gt;usually&lt;/i&gt; do but not sure if I want to do those things. &amp;nbsp;So, I'm going take my finger off Sunday and let it unfold organically.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;This weekend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The truth is I have &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Super-Natural-Cooking-Delicious-Incorporate/dp/1587612755/ref=pd_sim_b_1"&gt;a cookbook&lt;/a&gt; that I am&amp;nbsp;desperately&amp;nbsp;waiting to&amp;nbsp;devour&amp;nbsp;and a bed that misses me.&lt;br /&gt;*I kinda want to be outrageous:eat oranges, drink tea{&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/56585210/stress-free-tea-tea-bags"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; looks good} and look at fashion magazines or blogs in bed on&amp;nbsp;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;*Homework, my constant companion, is always&amp;nbsp;awaiting&amp;nbsp;me, for a few more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;*Maybe, I'll venture to the farmer's market because I want to make &lt;a href="http://dairyfreecooking.about.com/od/hotsoups/r/creamtomatosoup.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*Listening to some&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://8tracks.com/ca009/wake-up"&gt;music&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is always a good weekend activity.&lt;br /&gt;* Maybe, I'll pop into a yoga class.&lt;br /&gt;*Or it's possible I'll just skip it all and just paint my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your weekend plans? 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Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white;"&gt;First Happenings by Mary Oliver&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A morning-glory morning with its usual glory, dawn particularly startling with citrons and mauves, petunias in the garden flashing their tender signals of gratitude. The sunflowers creak in their grass-colored dresses. Cosmos, the four o’clocks, the sweet alyssum nod to the roses who so very politely nod back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And now it is time to go to work. At my desk I look out over the flutter petals, little fires. Each one fresh and almost but not quite replicable.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Consider wearing such a satisfying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; body!&amp;nbsp;Consider being, with your entire self, such a quiet prayer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;---M. Oliver, New and Selected Poems:Volume 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fZxBPFA17ys/Ta-EJAiAPBI/AAAAAAAABk0/QSxZCSBha1E/s1600/tumblr_lhvegiltGp1qanlrho1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fZxBPFA17ys/Ta-EJAiAPBI/AAAAAAAABk0/QSxZCSBha1E/s200/tumblr_lhvegiltGp1qanlrho1_500.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelittlehoneybear.tumblr.com/post/3775240713"&gt;{via}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. I was recently featured over at &lt;a href="http://cluelesscurl.blogspot.com/2011/04/green-light-lekeishua.html"&gt;CluelessCurl&lt;/a&gt;. 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However, it was a day full of little pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing fancy just simple things that give light to an ordinary day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Small Pleasures like:&lt;br /&gt;Having lunch at my favorite&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.alfalfarestaurant.com/"&gt;restaurant&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;with my favorite co-worker.&lt;br /&gt;A cup of iced spiced chia tea.&lt;br /&gt;Trying a new &lt;a href="http://www.101cookbooks.com/archives/quesadillas-recipe.html"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Doing a wee bit of yoga while my laundry was in.&lt;br /&gt;The sun peeking it's head out for a moment in the early afternoon. Sunshine &amp;nbsp;always makes me smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=nt0Tyx14j8cC&amp;amp;pg=PA6&amp;amp;lpg=PA6&amp;amp;dq=sufi+mother's+breath&amp;amp;source=bl&amp;amp;ots=yJrme-QP6L&amp;amp;sig=9YmMyE8vnXQrQWZ2TIEe6bR4s7Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=kHOvTdq5CoTEgQe3-q2CDA&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=7&amp;amp;ved=0CEcQ6AEwBg#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=sufi%20mother's%20breath&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;breathing exercise was quite helpful in giving me a little energy.&amp;nbsp;Well, that and a cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with R. and going through his old books. I love used books that are free!!&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, my little brother(who's not so little)turned 24 today. 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