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<title><![CDATA[Blessed or Cursed ?????]]></title>
<link>http://frog2008.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/blessed-or-cursed/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 12:10:00 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>frog2008</dc:creator>
<guid>http://frog2008.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/blessed-or-cursed/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[If you love the Lord he will bless you. You choose to be  BLESSED OR CURSED. What is it going to tak]]></description>
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<h2>If you love the Lord he will bless you. You choose to be  BLESSED OR CURSED. What is it going to take in these last days ? God&#8217;s presence on you will change people around you. Be blessed by the word of God not man.</h2>
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<title><![CDATA[Old Wisdom]]></title>
<link>http://sportfishingamericas.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/old-wisdom/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 12:00:03 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>JB</dc:creator>
<guid>http://sportfishingamericas.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/old-wisdom/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[The old Lakota was wise. He knew that man&#8217;s heart, away from nature, becomes hard; he knew tha]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[The old Lakota was wise. He knew that man&#8217;s heart, away from nature, becomes hard; he knew tha]]></content:encoded>
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<title><![CDATA["Trust" by L. K. Thayer]]></title>
<link>http://lkthayer.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/trust/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 09:50:48 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>lkthayer</dc:creator>
<guid>http://lkthayer.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/trust/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Photo by VC Ferry when trust gets twisted in a knot sometimes and devours right from wrong like a ca]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><div id="attachment_5432" class="wp-caption alignleft" style="width: 310px"><a rel="attachment wp-att-5432" href="http://lkthayer.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/trust/3458411974_bd36944af6_b/"><img class="size-medium wp-image-5432" title="Photo by Vc Ferry" src="http://lkthayer.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/3458411974_bd36944af6_b.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Photo by VC Ferry</p></div>
<p>when trust<br />
gets</p>
<p>twisted<br />
in a knot</p>
<p>sometimes<br />
and devours<br />
right</p>
<p>from wrong<br />
like a cannibal<br />
at a table</p>
<p>for two</p>
<p>it’s time to<br />
pull back<br />
and take</p>
<p>a second look<br />
at the person<br />
who</p>
<p>answers<br />
to your name</p>
<p>sleeps in your</p>
<p>pajamas<br />
and wears<br />
the same size shoe</p>
<p>ask them<br />
when are you</p>
<p>willing<br />
to give them<br />
you</p>
<p>don’t keep them<br />
guessing<br />
let the curtain<br />
rise</p>
<p>the time is</p>
<p>now<br />
to<br />
shine</p>
<p><a href="http://wp.me/pE2tL-102">L. K. Thayer</a></p>
<p>All Rights Reserved</p>
<p>© 2009</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Wild Geese]]></title>
<link>http://hovergirl.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/wild-geese/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 08:05:19 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>tkneller</dc:creator>
<guid>http://hovergirl.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/wild-geese/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Just wanted to share this poem with you: Wild Geese You do not have to be good. You do not have to w]]></description>
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<p><strong>Wild Geese</strong></p>
<p>You do not have to be good.<br />
You do not have to walk on your knees<br />
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.<br />
You only have to let the soft animal of your body<br />
love what it loves.<br />
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.<br />
Meanwhile the world goes on.<br />
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain<br />
are moving across the landscapes,<br />
over the prairies and the deep trees,<br />
the mountains and the rivers.<br />
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,<br />
are heading home again.<br />
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,<br />
the world offers itself to your imagination,<br />
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting<br />
over and over announcing your place<br />
in the family of things.</p>
<p>from <em>Dream Work</em> by <a href="http://peacefulrivers.homestead.com/MaryOliver.html">Mary Oliver</a> published by Atlantic Monthly Press</p>
<p><a href="http://hovergirl.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/geese-in-formation2.jpg"><img src="http://hovergirl.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/geese-in-formation2.jpg?w=300" alt="Canada Geese" title="geese in formation2" width="300" height="225" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-890" /></a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[ADVICE FROM BERNIE]]></title>
<link>http://edwinashaw.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/advice-from-bernie/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 07:45:25 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>edwinashaw</dc:creator>
<guid>http://edwinashaw.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/advice-from-bernie/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Bernie, youth worker and dog trainer extraordinaire has this to say about the writing journey, ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>Bernie, youth worker and dog trainer extraordinaire has this to say about the writing journey, &#8220;It&#8217;s just like the jumping dogs. You need to: look up, aim high, believe in what you&#8217;re doing, and the reward is on the other side of the wall. No point looking<br />
down at the ground when you&#8217;re on the way up.<br />
Classic.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Finding the Passion &amp; Purpose to ‘Rock-Your-Life’ - Mike Handcock]]></title>
<link>http://visionarybusinessleaders.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/finding-the-passion-purpose-to-%e2%80%98rock-your-life%e2%80%99/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 06:22:13 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>visionarybusinessleaders</dc:creator>
<guid>http://visionarybusinessleaders.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/finding-the-passion-purpose-to-%e2%80%98rock-your-life%e2%80%99/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Quantum Leap Your Life Visionary Business Leaders Conference Session 3 &#8211; Mike Handcock (Tues. ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><div id="attachment_140" class="wp-caption alignleft" style="width: 150px"><a href="http://visionarybusinessleaders.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/mike_hancock.jpg"><img class="size-full wp-image-140" title="Mike Handcock" src="http://visionarybusinessleaders.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/mike_hancock.jpg" alt="Mike Hancock" width="140" height="209" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Quantum Leap Your Life</p></div>
<h2 style="text-align:center;"><span style="color:#f40000;">Visionary Business Leaders Conference</span></h2>
<p style="text-align:center;"><strong><span style="color:#f40000;">Session 3 &#8211; Mike Handcock (Tues. 24 Nov 2009)</span></strong></p>
<p>For many people igniting the passion and spirit in their business (or life) can often be an arduous quest.  But for international speaker, author, entrepreneur and musician Mike Hancock it has been a journey of powerful self-discovery that inspired him to combine his passion for music with his unique ability to speak and empower people around the world.</p>
<p>Having spent many years working in the corporate arena he made a bold transition to following the dream in his heart and started ‘Rock-Your-Life’, combining a live band with a personal growth seminar to help people tap into and follow their true passion in life.</p>
<p>On last night’s call Mike shared some of the key insights that have helped him launch a truly visionary international business, and that have helped him to travel to over 13 countries visiting exotic locations to compile a new movie ‘Dream-catchers’ which is soon to be released around the world.</p>
<p>Here are just few of the insights that Mike had to share on last night’s call:</p>
<h3 style="text-align:center;"><span style="color:#f40000;">Success and Doing What You Love In Life:</span></h3>
<ul>
<li>Most people tend to focus on proficiency. However, true success comes when you find a way to combine what you are passionate about with what you are competent in.</li>
<li>What are you no.1 at doing? What happens when you powerfully connect with people expressing your unique ability? The key differentiation in life for most people is often found in their ‘unique ability’.</li>
<li>To get the best out of life you need to be able to ask ‘the best possible question at that time’- a more powerful question. E.g. If you were only allowed to work for 4 weeks and then retire – what would you choose to work at?</li>
<li>Tenacity is the key to success. Just look at authors such as Jack Canfield and Mark Victor Hansen or John Gray and you will see that their work was rejected by more than 100 people before they found the door to opportunity.</li>
<li style="text-align:center;">You just need to ‘get things of the ground’. Stop waiting for perfection and get it out there. As Richard Branson stated ‘most people are seeking the next best thing, where as they should be looking to re-package’.</li>
</ul>
<h3 style="text-align:center;"><span style="color:#f40000;">Business Spirit and the Quantum Field:</span></h3>
<ul>
<li>Business is not linear. We may believe that it follows a simple ‘cause and effect’ model yet in reality great success, great opportunity often comes in a quantum leap. We experience plateaus of consolidation, sometimes retreat and then often a surge or leap forward.</li>
<li>There are the 5 primary senses, the 6<sup>th</sup> sense of intuition and the 7<sup>th</sup> sense being quantum. In the quantum we receive information instantaneously, it is illuminating and often ground breaking, but we first need to trust what we are getting.</li>
<li>You can’t think yourself through problems. NASA have been researching with satellites capable of sensing Electromagnetivity – the electromagnetic energy output from the heart. Where the brain emits an energy signal of 1/5000th the heart emits 5000/5000. Therefore when we have a problem we need to take them to the heart (rather than the head). As we open our hearts and allow connection, we open to the potentiality to shift our problems.</li>
</ul>
<h3 style="text-align:center;"><span style="color:#f40000;">Increasing Productivity, Performance and Peace:</span></h3>
<ul>
<li>Creating balance in relationships and time for self is important. Ideally we should be:
<ul>
<li>No.1: Taking at least 2 weekends a year to go away by ourselves</li>
<li>No.2: Taking at least 2 weekends a year to go away with our spouse</li>
<li>No3: Taking at least 2 weekends a year to go away with our family</li>
<li>Embrace the ‘hour of power’ in your life. Start your day with intense focus and action. Just for 1 hour commit yourself to working ‘full out’ and taking a few hours off. In this focused state you will get more things done and circumvent procrastination and stagnation.</li>
</ul>
</li>
</ul>
<h3 style="text-align:center;"><span style="color:#f40000;">Keys to Creating a Thriving Visionary Business:</span></h3>
<ul>
<li>Top 3 keys for creating a Visionary Business:
<ul>
<li><strong>Don’t be afraid to ask for help:</strong> Business is a team game and there are many who have gone before you and made the mistakes. That’s why mentors are so important.</li>
<li><strong>Make sure you have the right people in your team:</strong> Hire the best and work with the best. Don’t settle for anything less.</li>
<li><strong>Have a go:</strong> Just get out and have a ‘go’ at what you want to do. If its speaking – get out and do it, if its writing start today, if its selling more product – go out and find some prospects. Don’t get caught in the illusion of safety by aiming to get things perfect first!</li>
</ul>
</li>
<li><strong>Final Challenge:</strong> What is 1 thing that you could do before Christmas that would set you on the ‘flight-path’ to living the life you desire?</li>
</ul>
<p><strong>To find out more about Mike Hancock and ‘Rock-Your-Life’ visit: </strong> <a href="http://www.rockyourlife.net/">www.rockyourlife.net</a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[How the Memory of Birth Fades]]></title>
<link>http://r4chambers.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/how-the-memory-of-birth-fades/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 05:58:59 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Robert Mann</dc:creator>
<guid>http://r4chambers.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/how-the-memory-of-birth-fades/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[How the Memory of Birth Fades September, 2004 stretching her head up into quickening time the awe of]]></description>
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<p>September, 2004</p>
<p>stretching her head up into quickening time<br />
the awe of treetops quiver to let this light face the dream<br />
a father walking his daughter to meet her first herd of deer<br />
that august<br />
settling into the dropping September leaves<br />
like that<br />
the legs seek ground to stand on<br />
some dirt to touch and taste, know and name<br />
a self yet fully separate from her creators<br />
learning how to sleep in the arms of a forest<br />
how to trust the sound of wood<br />
and the singing scent of open wind<br />
there are birds raging to greet her<br />
infant deer so aware of her gentle bliss they don&#8217;t run<br />
but stay covered in burs and eyes beneath her sight</p>
<p>not running from, but into memories</p>
<div id="attachment_6" class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 310px"><a href="http://r4chambers.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/sdc11203.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-6" title="SDC11203" src="http://r4chambers.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/sdc11203.jpg?w=300" alt="The Eagle Dance" width="300" height="225" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">The Eagle Dance</p></div>
<p>1/2006</p>
<p>Natural Language</p>
<p>&#8220;uts this?&#8221;<br />
carpet<br />
&#8220;uts this?&#8221;<br />
floor<br />
&#8220;uts this?&#8221;<br />
a yellow wall<br />
&#8220;its this?&#8221;<br />
a bright window<br />
&#8220;the mooooooon!&#8221;<br />
that’s the sun shining through the clouds<br />
&#8220;unnn!&#8221;</p>
<p>so we go</p>
<p>&#8220;woots?<br />
dearr, deaarrr!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;ooooooo,<br />
its this?&#8221;<br />
the river<br />
&#8220;wiver&#8221;<br />
and stand in silence<br />
&#8220;uckss&#8221;<br />
or chase before the plunge<br />
&#8220;gotchooo,<br />
a gotchoo,&#8221;<br />
laughing<br />
its just too cold to swim today doobedoo,</p>
<p>&#8220;its this?&#8221;<br />
a fallen tree<br />
&#8220;treee,<br />
glimeup.&#8221;</p>
<p>I watch her tumble and muscle into it then roll over into the brown carpet of leaves.<br />
She comes up focussed on the dirt in her hands<br />
and singing to herself,<br />
&#8220;oohhh a deer a memale ear aha dopadopadoo,<br />
ohhhh a deer.<br />
ooh a deer<br />
la&#8230;<br />
li..<br />
la.<br />
li<br />
la li la li<br />
lali lali<br />
ay<br />
itsthis?&#8221;<br />
its a tree you can go in, maybe an animals home, look at the poop<br />
&#8220;uh ommm&#8221;</p>
<p>and watch her walk into the tree of birth</p>
<p>&#8220;oop,<br />
poo poo!&#8221;<br />
yep some guy went poo poo in there, it looks like racoon,<br />
&#8220;acooonnn!&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;deear?&#8221; big questioning eyes.<br />
look, there&#8217;s some yucky deer poop<br />
&#8220;poo pooooh&#8221;</p>
<p>and on and on<br />
we chat away<br />
and get quiet<br />
and learn to walk together and separate<br />
and look for each other again</p>
<p>The deer find us so we track them forever.<br />
I point out the path.<br />
She falls and stands and trips over half returned limbs.<br />
Here, follow the path.<br />
&#8220;Path,&#8221;<br />
she points and steps it<br />
raking the pointed mud with the bottom of her boots<br />
&#8220;path,&#8221; pointing<br />
as the deer circle back to where we first saw them, watching us<br />
snuffing, expressing themselves with long legs<br />
bending and tasting the ground with their hooves<br />
8 open river windows,<br />
curious, flowing,<br />
eyes.</p>
<p>we honor each other inside the glance</p>
<p>till airplanes return to my conscious thought, the road.<br />
it’s time</p>
<p>ready to go home?</p>
<p>&#8220;ommm&#8221;</p>
<p>lets go. wanna ride?</p>
<p>&#8220;up,<br />
get up,&#8221;</p>
<p>she crawls up my back and climbs on my shoulders<br />
and sings and imagines I&#8217;m a horse bouncing, leaning, falling back,<br />
my hands on her ankles.<br />
Mud paints hearts on my chest from her purple boots to my coat,<br />
knowing we&#8217;re here<br />
naming everything for the first time</p>
<p>again</p>
<p>&#160;</p>
<p>&#160;</p>
<p>&#160;</p>
<p>Thankful for my daughter, Gabi.  Blessed each day to witness her becoming her unique self.  Picture above is her dancing as &#8220;Brave Fish,&#8221; during her kindergarten&#8217;s Pow Wow yesterday.  She is blessed with a real, connected teacher, who understands the power of creating a cooperative learning environment.   I am truly humbled by the grace that continues to guide our ascending love.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[From Caregiver to Life-Liver: A New Door]]></title>
<link>http://integralcaregiver.com/2009/11/25/from-caregiver-to-life-liver-a-new-door/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 05:17:23 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Joseph Kornowski</dc:creator>
<guid>http://integralcaregiver.com/2009/11/25/from-caregiver-to-life-liver-a-new-door/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[My purpose as a family caregiver has been fulfilled. I succeeded in helping my wife transition from ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>My purpose as a family caregiver has been fulfilled. I succeeded in helping my wife transition from this world, and in so doing, a new door opened to the Unknown <em>for me</em> as well. I never expected it, never saw it through the darkness of heartbreak and anguish at my impending loss. Now, as I stand at its threshold, the prospect of stepping through that door is both scary and exciting, an adventure and a mystery.</p>
<p>Those who have lived with the grief of personal loss assure me that my grief will soften in its acuteness, but it will deepen, too. Ironically, that is a comfort. My wife asked that I not forget her. I assured her that it was not possible. What I did not assure her about is that I would be able to continue my journey in this world without her &#8212; something that I truly doubted that I could do.</p>
<p>But then that door appeared before me, mysteriously. And I knew immediately that it was the door to <em>a new life and a new purpose</em> just when I thought I would be done with this life and my former purpose in it. God/Love/Universe (&#8220;GLU&#8221;) indeed works in mysterious ways.</p>
<p>That new door is the opportunity of a lifetime, a divine gift of new life, that I cannot refuse. And so I am stepping through it, trusting in GLU completely because I know that my new purpose is to serve God, Love and the Universe as an expansion and deepening of my former role as caregiver for my wife.</p>
<p>I do not know what to expect or how my life will unfold. Already it is changing. A strange new wind is propelling me forward, energizing me about what the future holds. Others are waiting for me, beckoning and urging me on.</p>
<p>And so I must leave my old role and my old life behind, and make room for what is to come, even as I integrate my grief and my gratitude for my former life and love, and thank those who have supported me in my caregiving journey. Accordingly, this will be my last post to Integral Caregiver, at least for now.</p>
<p>To honor this new wind that is carrying me forward to a new life, and the mysteries and adventures that await, I have created a new blog, <a title="Wind Healing" href="http://windhealing.com" target="_blank"><em>Wind Healing</em></a>, to narrate that unfolding journey.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[อาการสมน้ำหน้า DESERVED IT?]]></title>
<link>http://hiab4.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/%e0%b8%ad%e0%b8%b2%e0%b8%81%e0%b8%b2%e0%b8%a3%e0%b8%aa%e0%b8%a1%e0%b8%99%e0%b9%89%e0%b8%b3%e0%b8%ab%e0%b8%99%e0%b9%89%e0%b8%b2-deserved-it/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 04:09:49 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>hiab4</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[เมื่อวันที่ 24 พฤศจิกายน ที่ผ่านมาหลายคนคง มีอาการตกใจกับการจากไปของนายกคนที่ 25 ของประเทศไทย นายสมั]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>เมื่อวันที่ 24 พฤศจิกายน ที่ผ่านมาหลายคนคง มีอาการตกใจกับการจากไปของ<a href="http://hiab4.wordpress.com/2009/10/17/he-was-thai-prime-minister-once-and-his-excuses-become-sin-still/" target="_self">นายกคนที่ 25 ของประเทศไทย นายสมัคร สุนทรเวช</a> ถึงแม้อาจมีบางกลุ่มมองเหตุการณ์ นี้เป็นเรืองที่สมควร หรือ คนที่เคยเกลียดท่าน แต่ ณเวลานี้ ถ้าพูดไปว่า  สมน้ำหน้า มันอาจทำให้ตัวเองดูไม่ดีได้ ผมว่าสังคมไทยชอบให้ตัวเองดูเป็นคนดี ซึ่งเนื้อแท้เป็นคนดีรึเปล่านี่ ไม่มีใครทราบได้ และไม่จำเป็นต้องไปหาคำตอบ ซึ่งคำโบราณที่บอกว่า คนล้มแล้วอย่างข้าม นี่ผมว่ามันเป็นความเชื่อที่แฝงนัยยะของการเกรงกลัวในเรื่องกรรม คุณสมัครถือเป็นคนที่เป็นที่รักสำหรับคนหลายคนมาก แต่ก็เป็นที่น่ารังกียจจากการกระทำของตนในช่วงที่่่ท่านขาดสติ หากเปรียบผลของการขาดสติในการกระทำ มีข่าวใหญ่ลงในหน้าหนังสือพิมพ์ เมื่อ ต้นปีที่ผ่านดังนี้</p>
<blockquote><p><span style="color:#999966;">น.ส.ภัทธิราคู่กรณีเข้ามาติดต่อกับทางธนาคาร  แต่ไม่ยอมเข้าคิวเหมือนคนอื่นๆ จึงได้ เข้าไปพูดขอร้องให้ น.ส.ภัทธิราปฏิบัติตาม  สร้างความไม่พอใจให้แก่ น.ส.ภัทธิราเป็นอย่างมาก</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#999966;">นายทองอานยังให้การอีกด้วยว่า จังหวะหมุนตัว เดินกลับไปบริการลูกค้าคนอื่นๆต่อ  ปรากฏว่าแขนพลาดไปโดนลำตัวของ น.ส.ภัทธิราเข้าโดยไม่ตั้งใจ ทำให้ น.ส.  ภัทธิราไม่พอใจหาว่าถูกกลั่นแกล้ง พร้อมกับใช้มือทุบกลางหลังตนอย่างแรง 1 ครั้ง  จึงหันไปต่อว่าอีกฝ่ายว่า ทำอย่างนี้ได้อย่างไร เกิดการโต้เถียงกันขึ้นรุนแรง</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#999966;">รปภ. เลือดร้อนให้การต่ออีกว่า น.ส.พัทธิรากับร้องตะโกนท้าตน “เป็นแค่ รปภ.ทำซ่า  นึกว่ามีปืนแล้วกลัวหรือ แน่จริงยิงสิ” โดยที่ร้องท้าให้ตนยิงอยู่อย่างนั้นตลอดเวลา  ต่อหน้าคนที่มาใช้บริการ ทำให้ตนนึกอับอายจนหน้าชา  เลือดขึ้นหน้าเลยเกิดอารมณ์ชั่ววูบ ชักปืนที่เอวยิงใส่ไป 2  นัด</span></p>
<p>รายละเอียด ดังนี้ <a href="http://www.cityvariety.com/index.php?cmd=news&#38;id=23&#38;cate=2">http://www.cityvariety.com/index.php?cmd=news&#38;id=23&#38;cate=2</a></p>
<p>หากเปรียบผลกระทบระหว่าง น.ส ภัทธิรา  และ คุณสมัคร ผมเข้าใจว่า สาวใจร้อนผู้นี้ กลับโดนแดกดันว่า สมน้ำหน้าเสียมากกว่า ความตายไม่ใช่ผลของกรรม หากเป็นช่วงก่อนตายมากว่า เพราะฉะนั้นไม่มีใครรู้เท่าทันว่า สิ่งที่ประสบอยู่คือผลของกรรม นอกจากผู้สร้างกรรมเท่านั้น</p>
<p>ขอไว้อาลัยให้คุณสมัคร และ น.ส ภัทธิรา  รวมทั้งสมน้ำหน้าตัวเองยามกระทำอะไรแล้วขาดสติ ไม่ต้องรอคนอื่นมาสมน้ำหน้าหรอกคร๊าบๆๆๆ</p>
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<link>http://socialgirl.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/legacy/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 03:57:34 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>socialgirl</dc:creator>
<guid>http://socialgirl.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/legacy/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[I may not have all the answers, but I am always open to learning from others. Unconventional, but a ]]></description>
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<h1 style="border:1px solid #dddddd;width:500px;color:#000000;font-weight:500;text-align:center;padding:9px;">I may not have all the answers, but I am always open to learning from others.</h1>
<p style="text-align:center;">Unconventional, but a neat way to recognize and appreciate what others have given to the world. </p>
<p><strong>What will be <em>your </em>legacy?</strong></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Billy reminds us to find what we are best at, and just go for it until someone hears <em>your</em> voice.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img title="225px-Billy_Mays_headshot" src="http://www.darkbluesun.com/WP/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/225px-Billy_Mays_headshot.jpg" alt="225px-Billy_Mays_headshot" width="225" height="293" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Billy Mays, America’s Salesman.<br />
1958-2009</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">___________________________________________________</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">In this early photo of her career, Farrah reminds us that beauty <em>is</em> fleeting;</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">but the magic of new beginnings can never really fade.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">No matter what you know now, that you didn’t know then.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img title="Farrah Fawcett in her famous poster 1976" src="http://www.darkbluesun.com/WP/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/Farrah_Fawcett.jpg" alt="Farrah_Fawcett" width="194" height="300" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Farrah Fawcett, America’s “Girl Next Door” Actress<br />
1947 – 2009</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">___________________________________________________</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Michael reminds us that no matter how high in the sky a star is,</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">there will always be someone or something just waiting to watch it fall.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Shine on, Michael, shine on.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img title="ebony17" src="http://www.darkbluesun.com/WP/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/ebony17.png" alt="ebony17" width="300" height="398" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Michael Jackson, The King of Pop<br />
1958 – 2009</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">___________________________________________________</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Ed reminds that life taken too seriously is a terrible waste of time.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Laugh more.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img title="Ed McMahon" src="http://www.darkbluesun.com/WP/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/mcmahon.jpg" alt="Ed McMahon" width="200" height="288" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Ed McMahon, America’s Comedian<br />
1923 – 2009</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">___________________________________________________</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">I copied this from <a title="Online Business Blog Inspiration" href="http://www.darkbluesun.com/WP/lived-to-work/" target="_blank">a help site about building web presence</a>. I was in the process of writing my positive affirmation about how important it is to learn from others. Even though, it&#8217;s a little sad. I can&#8217;t think of a better way to share this.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[The Lord shall make you a majestic fruit bearing cedar!]]></title>
<link>http://sammanjac.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/the-lord-shall-make-you-a-majestic-fruit-bearing-cedar/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 03:28:57 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Thus says the Lord God: I will take also one of the highest branches of the high cedar and se]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p><strong>&#8220;Thus says the Lord God: I will take also one of the highest branches of the high cedar and set it out. I will crop off from the topmost of its young twigs a tender one and will plant it on a high and prominent mountain. On the mountain height of Israel I will plant it; and it will bring forth boughs and bear fruit, and be a majestic cedar. Under it will dwell birds of every sort; in the shadow of its branches they will dwell. &#8220;(Ezekiel 17:22,23)</strong></p>
<p>Spiritual life also has many burdens to carry on. According to the above promise verse, an ordinary person can be changed to fruit-bearing or a useful person by the power of God. But, we should ask for it. Everyone who asks shall receive it, states Matthew 7:8. His call is wonderful! An ignorant or an innocent or a foolish or one who lacks in Spiritual knowledge can also be made into &#8220;fruit-bearing cedar&#8221; by the power of God. The disciples who were called by Jesus had also fear and worried at a certain time like any other people. They wanted to go back to their fishing work. But, Jesus came back to them and made them to wait for the anointment of the Holy Spirit(John 21:3-5). At the end, they were strengthened(Acts 1:5,8) and by the grace of God, they were made to flourish like fruit-bearing cedar trees.</p>
<p>In the year 1988, God spoke to me to start a new ministry exclusively for the benefit of women. He wanted me to start a group that prays for the salvation of women. Initially, only a few people joined me in this group called &#8221; Esther Prayer Group&#8221;. Later on, by the grace of God, more people including some who had not much knowledge about God also came forward to join this group. These women were filled by the Holy Spirit. Today, these ordinary and simple people are endowed with wisdom, knowledge, holiness and power by His Holy Spirit and they are shining like bright lights for the glory of Lord Jesus. They have become like fruit-bearing cedar trees. It is great and wonderful!</p>
<p>Dear friends! Do you want these blessing? Don&#8217;t think, &#8220;I am a tender twig and I will break at any time especially when I lose heart!&#8221; No! God can make you great. Ask Him and He will surely bless you and give You His grace. He will make you shine as lights in this world(Philippians 2:14)</p>
<p><em>From the book A Good word for the day by Sis.Stella Dhinakaran.</em></p>
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<title><![CDATA[It’s A Good Day to Die]]></title>
<link>http://raphaelraphael.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/it%e2%80%99s-a-good-day-to-die/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 03:17:55 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>raphaelraphael</dc:creator>
<guid>http://raphaelraphael.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/it%e2%80%99s-a-good-day-to-die/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[I’m Weak but Ye Are Strong. I lift my hands unto the Great Spirit and worship. He who has by himself]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p><a href="http://raphaelraphael.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/good-day-to-die.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-375" title="Good Day to Die" src="http://raphaelraphael.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/good-day-to-die.jpg?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="79" /></a>I’m Weak but Ye Are Strong.<br />
I lift my hands unto the Great Spirit and worship. He who has by himself created all things visible and invisible, who has blessed me with long life, who has set me upon my Mother and among the Human Beings. I worship his name and worship him with an unsoiled spirit and heart.<br />
Many moons have passed and my memory flickers as a candle on a windy day, that’s ready to die out forever more.  I have seen unspeakable things, that have been committed against the Human Beings, hard to be spoken of, the cry of the young for their mothers and mothers for their children that will never return unto to them ever again.<br />
The wisdom of our Elders died with our old a helpless people, they embraced those who traveled across the deep waters, they came with a split tongue, killing our people and fed them to their dogs, covering our Mother with a heavy blanket, killing our buffalo for sport. Our land is sacred! Our Mother has nourished our fathers and our children and the creatures have given their lives for meat and their skins to keep us warm.<br />
They didn’t understand, nor do they still understand the way of life, they despise the day of small things and raped our mother for gain and pleasure, we must keep the decree of life and respect the land. Our Mother has been provoked and she will shake the heaviness that has been placed on her.<br />
The blood of our children cries unto the Great Spirit. They cannot feel the fire of the heavens which has nourished their existence and given them their beauty. Oh Great Spirit this is a good day to die, I’m weak but ye are strong keep me in the right path, which our fathers have taken back to you, I humble myself to be accepted in your most sacred presences.<br />
©2007</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Mendung Pagi dan Elegy]]></title>
<link>http://dfoenism.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/mendung-pagi-dan-elegy/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 02:41:35 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>dfoenism</dc:creator>
<guid>http://dfoenism.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/mendung-pagi-dan-elegy/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Pusing berputar di kepala serasa ingin didekap lelap lagi. Pagi ini suram, mendung. Sepertinya langi]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>Pusing berputar di kepala serasa ingin didekap lelap lagi. Pagi ini suram, mendung. Sepertinya langit akan menangisi bumi lagi, alam akan kembali kelam, membuat aku malas untuk melanjutkan hari. Kantuk terasa masih lengket, makin lengket lagi karena atmosfer ini, menyakitkan jiwa melemahkan tubuh dan menurunkan semangat dengan drastis. Aku lirik lagi tempat tidur yang nikmat.</p>
<p>Lalu tanpa sadar, aku dibawa melintasi masa. Disana, di sebuah jalan kecil yang becek, kulihat seorang remaja laki-laki mengayuh sepeda <em>ontel</em>nya yang usang. Sepedanya berembun, basah. Ternyata mendung yang menggelayut manja di atas kepalanya telah berubah menjadi tetesan-tetesan kecil rapat yang membasahi rambutn tebalnya, menyuruh matanya menyipit, membuat seragam putih abu-abunya <em>kebes</em>. Ia terlihat basah dan kumuh. Tapi pagi itu si anak tak memedulikan keadaan dan tetap mengayuh berat sepedanya melawan air yang menggenangi jalan, mengatasi angin yang menderu dari arah berlawanan.</p>
<p>Hingga tiba ia di sebuah pertigaan, disambut seorang temannya yang juga bersepeda dari arah yang berbeda. Gadis itu tersenyum, menemani <em>kekuyuban</em> si remaja, jaket oranye yang dipakainya untuk melindungi tubuh dari dingin terlihat lebih tua. Baru beberapa puluh meter mereka beriringan mengayuh, terdengar suara berseru seorang gadis lainnya dari simpangan lainnya. Ia mengayuh sepedanya dengan susah payah mengimbangi laju mereka berdua, rambut kuncir kudanya sudah agak layu karena basah.</p>
<p>Si remaja merasa senang dan tenang dengan kehadiran teman-teman <em>sepersepedaannya</em> itu. Ia lebih menikmati hujan yang membasuh muka lusuhnya, tak lagi ia mengayuh cepat-cepat. Temannya telah membuatnya berada.</p>
<p>Saat melewati rel kereta api, mereka bertemu seorang teman laki-laki yang sedang berteduh di bawah tenda warung. Melihat mereka, ia tertular keriangannya, hingga memutuskan untuk ikut merasakan kegembiraan meraka akan hujan, menjalani perjuangan menuju sekolah.</p>
<p>Asyiknya mereka berempat bersepeda hingga tanpa sadar telah sampai di pintu gerbang sekolah. Begitu sampai di parkiran, mereka berjanji untuk bersepeda bersama lagi melawan hujan. Awan pun tampak merestui niat mereka. Ia tak menghentikan hujannya hingga siang harinya, saat mereka pulang sambil membawa bekal baru.</p>
<p>Tiba-tiba aku tersedot kembali ke masa kini, merasakan semangat mereka, kembali mengaliri urat nadi. Kakiku kini melangkah turun menapak lantai, meninggalkan tempat tidur yang akan dengan setia menungguku hingga saat lelah tiba petang nanti. Aku kemudian sadar, mengenali wajah si remaja lusuh tadi.</p>
<p>Mukanya sama dengan mukaku.</p>
<p style="text-align:right;">dfoe, November 2009</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Holiday Hours...]]></title>
<link>http://kaleidoscopeangels.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/holiday-hours/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 00:39:28 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>tessjensen</dc:creator>
<guid>http://kaleidoscopeangels.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/holiday-hours/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Holiday Hours Black Friday 9:00am &#8211; 9:00pm Monday &#8211; Saturday 10:00pm &#8211; 7:00pm Sund]]></description>
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<p>Black Friday 9:00am &#8211; 9:00pm</p>
<p>Monday &#8211; Saturday 10:00pm &#8211; 7:00pm</p>
<p>Sunday 12:00pm &#8211; 5:00pm</p>
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<title><![CDATA[song of the gilded dawn]]></title>
<link>http://thisunlitlight.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/song-of-the-gilded-dawn/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 00:30:15 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>emellesse</dc:creator>
<guid>http://thisunlitlight.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/song-of-the-gilded-dawn/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[My Song I am the song of the gilded dawn gently heralding the day, and the pristine azure sky, calli]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:center;">I am the song of the gilded dawn<br />
gently heralding the day,<br />
and the pristine azure sky, calling birds to flight….<br />
Calling birds to take flight!</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">I am the smell of coffee happily<br />
warming the morning,<br />
and dappled streaks of sunshine across the breakfast table.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">I sing as softly billowing clouds,<br />
floating lightly overhead.<br />
Roses are my melody and violets my refrain…<br />
And violets my lilting refrain.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">I croon as the sweet, pine-filled air that floats down from the ridge,<br />
Cooling and soothing at eventide,</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">And starlight fills my lullabies…<br />
STARLIGHT fills my lullabies,<br />
as I slip into the soundless song of night.</p>
<p style="text-align:center;">~ <em>Carol Travis</em></p>
<p>For any human being, the most significant light in their life is the light they give, not the light they receive.  And the act of seeing itself isn’t just an act of receiving what is coming from our world.  It is a giving act; it is a creative act.<br />
We paint the world with our spirit, and our spirit is carried on the current of our seeing.  Have you ever noticed that?  &#8230; We can wake up in the morning and feel the wonders of the day and therefore see them.<br />
~ <em>David Karchere</em></p>
<p><span style="font-size:x-small;">source: <a href="http://emissaries.org/pulse/post/2009/08/31/enlightenment-is-something-you-give/" target="_blank">Emissaries of Divine Light</a></span></p>
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<title><![CDATA[It does not die]]></title>
<link>http://alicovaci.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/it-does-not-die/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 22:28:52 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>alicovaci</dc:creator>
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p><!-- 		@page { margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } -->Mi-am amintit de ceva frumos din ce am rasfoit vara care-a trecut&#8230; dezvaluirile Maitreyiei despre adevarata idila dintre ea si Eliade, despre familia ei, despre sentimente si pasiuni, ganduri, memorii, viata. Cultura Indiana in fascinantele ei aspecte. O femeie care a luptat pt propria-i libertate, caruia nu i-a fost teama sa infrunte adevarul. O tanara care trece printr-o durere spirituala in adolescenta dar care isi construieste mai tarziu un camin relativ fericit. Totusi nu a fost cu adevarat fericita, desi a avut parte de un sot minunat, cu un suflet de o noblete rara&#8230; dar a reusit sa se adapteze noului stil de viata, departe de lumea literara, si sa isi iubeasca sotul si sa-l aprecieze pentru fiecare gest al lui, plin de bunatate si rabdare.</p>
<p>Karma ar putea reprezenta unul din motivul romanului. Suferinta fetei a fost urmata de implinirea in cadrul familiei. Armonia casei in care a locuit pe timpul sederii lui Mircea, veselia si multitudinea de oameni, atmosfera unei continue serate, urmata de destramarea firului fericirii, pustiirea casei odata cu plecarea tanarului student. Fericirea mamei se transforma in tristete si dezamagire. Spiritul, valorile morale ale tatalui si mandria se pierd din momentul in care isi paraseste familia.</p>
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<p>“Pentru a iubi pe cineva ori pentru a fi fericit nu e nevoie de nici o randuiala sociala. Mai stiu ca dragostea adevarata este ca o lumina care da stralucire la tot ce este in jur. Dragostea nu e un obiect, nici o podoaba de aur pe care sa o smulgi cuiva pentru a o darui altcuiva. Mai stiu ca atunci cand iubesti pe cineva cu sinceritate, atunci tot ce e legat de aceasta persoana iti devine drag.”</p>
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<p>“Dorinta de a-ti placea tie insuti este un capriciu. Dorinta de a fi pe placul cuiva, inseamna dragoste.”</p>
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<p>“Este un loc, niciunde, unde totul se sfarseste; fara sperante, fara vorbe, fara voce, fara sunet, fara calatori osteniti, pe o carare goala, fara nastere, fara moarte, fara trup, fara noapte, fara zi si fara zori in acel vid.”</p>
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<p>“Frumusetea nu poate fi o problema obiectiva, doar fiintele omenesti o pot observa. Este fardul albastru ce le acopera ochii si chiar mintile, cel ce face ca lucrurile sa para minunate.”</p>
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<p>“Toate strunele mintii mele canta aceasta muzica. El este cantaretul. El este cel care canta aceasta melodie in mine. El este cel care a facut sa apara acest val de muzica in trupul si in mintea mea. Patrund in lumea asta minunata prin cantecele sale.”</p>
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<p>“Mircea mi-a facut o mica vanataie la mana. O ating usor cu cealalta palma, dar ea creste, creste neincetat tot mai mare, intinzandu-se spre inima – ma vad cazuta la pamant, ranita; si Mircea a plecat.”</p>
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<p>“Mi-a prins bratul cu doua maini infometate si si-a lipit fata de el. Mana mea se desprinse usor de trup, sau eu devenisem intreaga mana. […] Treptat, mana mea s-a transformat. Nu a mai ramas un obiect din carne si sange, intreaga materie solida a disparut. S-a prefacut intr-o strafulgerare din infinitul cer. Toti atomii si moleculele ei s-au dezagregat – se rotesc si danseaza asemenea planetelor si constelatiilor – planete, stele, luna si soarele se aflau acum in locul lor.”</p>
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<p>“Viata nu se implineste prin uitarea suferintei, ci prin zilnica transformare a mahnirii in intelegere, a cruzimii in tandrete si a amaraciunii in dulceata.” (Tagore)</p>
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<p>“Adevarata moarte e uitarea si singura noastra sansa de a deveni nemuritori este sa o tinem in frau&#8230; Numai dragostea poate sfida uitarea si timpul.”</p>
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<p>“Cand totul se transforma in cenusa, ceva mai ramane intreg”&#8230;</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Clouds]]></title>
<link>http://bryliejane.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/clouds/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 22:05:32 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Please don&#8217;t tell me to come down Because I&#8217;m happy way up here Alone with my imaginatio]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>Please don&#8217;t tell me to come down<br />
Because I&#8217;m happy way up here<br />
Alone with my imagination<br />
Away from everything I fear<br />
Why should I rejoin the world?<br />
It offers nothing that I need<br />
It only kicks me when I&#8217;m down<br />
Then hangs around to watch me bleed<br />
Lost in my words and dreams<br />
I feel so safe, I feel so free<br />
No need to edit my personas<br />
I can be real, I can be me<br />
My toes are still touching the ground<br />
Although you fear I&#8217;m losing touch<br />
I keep my head up in the clouds<br />
So that it doesn&#8217;t hurt as much<br />
Its my induced poetic coma<br />
That keeps the pain from breaking through<br />
But somehow even in the clouds<br />
I still can&#8217;t keep my thoughts from you</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Transformation]]></title>
<link>http://nirananda.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/1918/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 21:05:05 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>vgrig</dc:creator>
<guid>http://nirananda.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/1918/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[  &#8220;He that rejects me, and receives not my words, has one that judges him:  the word [vibratio]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:center;"><em><strong>&#8220;He that rejects me, and receives not my words, has one that judges him:</strong></em></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"> <em><strong>the word [vibrations surrounding us/paramchaitanya]</strong></em></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><em><strong>that I have spoken, the same shall judge him in the last  day</strong></em></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><em><strong>For I have not spoken of myself; but the Father who sent me,</strong></em></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"> <em><strong>He gave me a commandment, what I should say,</strong></em></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"> <em><strong>and what I should speak.</strong></em></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><em><strong>And I know that His commandment is life everlasting:</strong></em></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"> <em><strong>whatsoever I speak therefore, even as the Father says to me, so I speak.&#8221;</strong></em></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><em><strong>Cf. John 12:48-50</strong></em></p>
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<p style="text-align:center;"><strong><em>Learn more on:  </em></strong><a href="http://www.sahajayogavideo.com/heart-and-throat-centres.html"><em>http://www.sahajayogavideo.com/heart-and-throat-centres.html</em></a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[The Steps of Self-Empowerment]]></title>
<link>http://epages.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/the-steps-of-self-empowerment/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 19:55:39 +0000</pubDate>
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<guid>http://epages.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/the-steps-of-self-empowerment/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Empowerment: Lincolnian (Brian) Author: Pamela Wells When life is going smoothly, it is easy to go i]]></description>
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<p><div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 460px"><strong><strong><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lincolnian/223547716/"><img class=" " title="Empowerment" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/90/223547716_12a034eb90.jpg" alt="Empowerment" width="450" height="376" /></a></strong></strong><p class="wp-caption-text">Empowerment: Lincolnian (Brian)</p></div><a href="http://www.addtoany.com/share_save?linkurl=http%3A%2F%2Fepages.wordpress.com%2F2009%2F11%2F24%2Fthe-steps-of-self-empowerment%2F&#38;linkname=The%20Steps%20of%20Self-Empowerment"><img style="border:0 none;" src="http://static.addtoany.com/buttons/share_save_171_16.png" alt="Share" width="171" height="16" /></a></p>
<p><strong>Author: <a title="Pamela Wells" href="http://www.articlesbase.com/authors/pamela-wells/151049.htm">Pamela Wells</a></strong></p>
<p>When life is going smoothly, it is easy to go into automatic pilot. You are fully and gainfully employed, all your bills are paid on time, you can even take vacations, all your primary relationships are happy and you are otherwise enjoying life.</p>
<p>What happens when there is an unexpected loss or inevitable setback? What do you rely on as a source of your strength to sustain you?</p>
<p>We are constantly fed messages that we need something outside of us in these challenging situations. We become accustomed to hearing that we are lacking something and whatever &#8220;it&#8221; is can be bought or sourced externally.</p>
<p>It is during these times of transition that there could be an opportunity for growth and insight into the source of what <strong>empowers</strong> you. The invitation is to change your vantage point and see that all the resources for you to navigate your challenges are sourced by plugging into a Universal presence inside of you.</p>
<p>Here are the steps of <strong>self-empowerment:</strong></p>
<p>When faced with a challenge, start by honoring yourself. Take the time to pause and just breathe. There is no need to do any deep breathing. Instead, take a comfortable seat or even lay down with one hand on your belly and another on your heart and simply enjoy your breath. Let yourself feel anchored into the chair or into the earth if laying down. By merely bringing consciousness to your breath, you initiate a process of awareness to the presence that supports you. You can enhance this process by gradually softening the layers of resistance, stress, tightness and hardness manifested in your face, jaw, throat, chest, stomach and other areas of your body. By beginning to let go of physical clinging, you further the process of yielding to an inner support. Breath by breath you drop deeper into your every expanding source of that which sustains you.</p>
<p>You reinforce a process of reclaiming the source of your power by reflecting and determining one quality of heart or mind that could enable you to effectively handle the situation you are facing. Take the time as you continue to breathe to reflect on what quality of heart or mind would make a meaningful difference in your life. Perhaps you could cultivate more courage, sensitivity, clarity, more patience or whatever you deem to be appropriate. You then set this seed of intention in your heart and mind and then infuse it with your breath so that there is a unity in your body, mind and heart. You literally call all aspects of yourself into attention as you tap into this wellspring of energy inside of you in service of your intention.</p>
<p>Interestingly, in this process of reflection and then engagement, you will experience inevitable internal shifts. As you draw closer to your heart and what is meaningful, then what you say and do will be aligned with your own wellspring of energy and resources.</p>
<p>If you begin to feel like you are forcing yourself in this process, check to see if are holding your breath or you have been breathing in a shallow way. There are patterns that are both conscious and unconscious that we follow that resist this process. Such patterns may not always be life affirming and may appear as chronic tension in our body and tightness even in our minds. All of this manifests in the breath and blocks us from accessing our source of sustenance.</p>
<p>You may need the assistance of a wise guide to facilitate in accessing your inner resources and optimizing the way you use them. However, ultimately, what enables you to effectively deal with what you are facing is inside of you.</p>
<p>You are completely free to either reinforce old patterns of thought and action or choose to awaken to the realization that the ultimate source of your fulfillment is as close to you as your breath. It is a process of remembering the source of that which sustains you and then taking action to align with it so that you can continue to shift and grow in ways that bring more beauty and love to our shared planet.</p>
<p><strong>About the Author:</strong></p>
<p>Pamela Wells authored and illustrated a Collectors Edition guidebook and card set for women called Affirmations for the Everyday Goddess &#8211; Spiritual Guidebook &#38; 22 Wisdom Cards for Contemplation and Prayer. This boxed set is available now at <a href="http://www.ArtmagicPublishing.com." target="_blank">http://www.ArtmagicPublishing.com.</a></p>
<p>Article Source: <a href="http://www.articlesbase.com/">ArticlesBase.com</a> &#8211; <a title="The Steps of Self-Empowerment" href="http://www.articlesbase.com/spirituality-articles/the-steps-of-selfempowerment-1494700.html">The Steps of Self-Empowerment</a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Romans 8v9-17]]></title>
<link>http://nellechang.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/romans-8v9-17/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 19:50:28 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>nellechang</dc:creator>
<guid>http://nellechang.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/romans-8v9-17/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[9 You, however, are not in the flesh but in the Spirit, if in fact the Spirit of God dwells in you. ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p id="p45008009.01-1">9 You, however, are not in the flesh but in the Spirit, if in fact the Spirit of God dwells in you. Anyone who does not have the Spirit of Christ does not belong to him. 10 But if Christ is in you, although the body is dead because of sin, the Spirit is life because of righteousness. 11 If the Spirit of him who raised Jesus from the dead dwells in you, he who raised Christ Jesus from the dead will also give life to your mortal bodies through his Spirit who dwells in you.</p>
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<p id="p45008012.04-1">12 So then, brothers, we are debtors, not to the flesh, to live according to the flesh. 13 For if you live according to the flesh you will die, but if by the Spirit you put to death the deeds of the body, you will live. 14 For all who are led by the Spirit of God are sons of God.15 <strong>For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry,“Abba! Father!” </strong>16 The S<em>pirit himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God</em>, 17 and if children, then heirs—heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ, provided we suffer with him in order that we may also be glorified with him.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Our Refuge]]></title>
<link>http://wendyusuallywanders.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/our-refuge/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 19:13:28 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>WendyUsuallyWanders</dc:creator>
<guid>http://wendyusuallywanders.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/our-refuge/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[&#8220;We live in terribly complex times. We are confronted by very serious problems. Some of us are]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:small;">&#8220;We live in terribly complex times. We are confronted by very serious problems. Some of us are faced with sickness, with economic difficulties, with worry and concern over many matters. Our refuge, our peace, our well-being lie in walking in the way of the Lord.&#8221; </span></strong></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Save Our Spirit: Embark on a turn of the century adventure!]]></title>
<link>http://marthakr.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/save-our-spirit-embark-on-a-turn-of-the-century-adventure/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 19:02:34 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>marthakr</dc:creator>
<guid>http://marthakr.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/save-our-spirit-embark-on-a-turn-of-the-century-adventure/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Save Our Spirit (162 MB download) After a whirlwind honeymoon, a mysterious secret society has kidna]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p><a href="http://save-our-spirit.relaxlet.com/"><img src="http://www.relaxlet.com/screen/save-our-spirit/" width="160" height="115" align="left" border="0" alt="Save Our Spirit" style="border:none;"></a><a href="http://save-our-spirit.relaxlet.com/"><b>Save Our Spirit</b></a> <i>(162 MB download)</i><br />
After a whirlwind honeymoon, a mysterious secret society has kidnapped Mary Longstep for her mystical powers, which connect her with precious talismans from famous world destinations. Lord Longstep has set off on a grand adventure across the globe to save the love of his life and stop the DARK soceity from using the mystical treasures for their own evil purposes! Embark on a turn of the century adventure in a tale of intrigue and mystery!</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Randomn flow...]]></title>
<link>http://kevinmorrow.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/randomn-flow/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 18:22:57 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Kevin</dc:creator>
<guid>http://kevinmorrow.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/randomn-flow/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Some thoughts on my mind&#8230;Let it shine. Tuesday November 23, 2009 By Kevin Morrow Time to heal ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p><strong>Some thoughts on my mind&#8230;Let it shine.</p>
<p>Tuesday November 23, 2009 By Kevin Morrow</strong></p>
<p>Time to heal your mind, open your eyes and know the origin of time. The split of mind from the eternal divine.<br />
Separated, intimidated and sedated from a right state of mind. Grind out the passionate because the ego ain&#8217;t having it. It Loves confusion that&#8217;s why I speak on it. Creep on it like I sleepwalk a week on it. Not a weak moment in my existence. Make sense out a racist, a pointless attempt. See the mind makes what it sees then will die to make it breath. What do you hate for, because you don&#8217;t know where you came from. Dumb, blind, and ignorant, like trying to capture your shadow. Claiming hate is what&#8217;s relevant. Can&#8217;t escape the truth, the truth&#8217;s in hot pursuit. Equipped in a bodily suit, tryna know perfection. My projection has a malfunction. Play the movie of my mind coming, running into restitution. Retribution is not needed. Believe me, Love is what you really wish to be in. Gin and juice cannot reproduce the detoxification of the truth.  What&#8217;s the use?</p>
<p>Racism is the mental illness within G-D&#8217;s children, I feel them, I live them, I breath, I am them. I speak to the soul because I no longer hold deception as a weapon. Blessed when I put on the armor of G-D. Invisible cloak, cause there is no war only lost hope. Dope filled veins with fear tryna cope. On a mental high of illusion though. Lose control and be lost forever. Not very clever to speed in stormy weather. </p>
<p>This is easy for me I say what I believe. In the face of reality I can really see. Insulting my intelligence, but ego is irrelevant, the truth has set me free. I be what I be , that&#8217;s why some &#8220;think&#8221; they fear me. The love is hard to trust when you stuck in lust, tryna bust the same nut like a squirrel in world of trees not climbed up. Confront me how, mass fields plowed, hunger in a lonely child, wild like the king of the jungle to you because I seem real humble. </p>
<p>Afraid to hear the truth so it seems I mumble. Attack my point of view, because it means I love you. And that&#8217;s impossible because I you say I don&#8217;t know you. But you in me and I in you like my cousin say. Play with the illusions and you will get burned one day. Time to be removing your hand from the stove, don&#8217;t need to create a glove when you swimming in love. </p>
<p>Shit, I keep saying things to shake your spirit, when people hear it they they experience what&#8217;s beyond the senses. Like seeing new life from beyond closed lenses. All stations go, this is mission control, racism&#8217;s a decision, non-element of soul. Spirit doesn&#8217;t fear it, cuz spirit doesn&#8217;t know it, see it, need it, or hear it. </p>
<p><strong>You can&#8217;t separate the TRUTH from the TRUTH. </strong></p>
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<link>http://kevinmorrow.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/why-are-you-afraid-of-love-part-2-social-conditioning-and-love/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 17:15:50 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Kevin</dc:creator>
<guid>http://kevinmorrow.wordpress.com/2009/11/24/why-are-you-afraid-of-love-part-2-social-conditioning-and-love/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Tuesday November 24, 2009 By Kevin Morrow Now social conditioning to me merely means how the mind se]]></description>
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<p>Now social conditioning to me merely means how the mind sees reality. How you grow up and the environment you live in determines the values put inside of your mind. It does this until you decide to be in charge. Social conditioning structures things like how we view marriage, sex, relationships, and boundaries of what is acceptable and not acceptable. </p>
<p>The difference between a girl that is your friend and a &#8220;girlfriend&#8221; is a social label. It&#8217;s a conditioning of the mind to recognize the difference between a casual and a not so casual &#8220;friend.&#8221; What I&#8217;m getting at is these things get downloaded into our mental programs of reality. </p>
<p>One of my girlfriends and I got along way better after the energy of a &#8220;label&#8221; was taken away in our interactions. The label puts the mind into separation, which is a separation from love. Think about this, if you have a conversation with a married person you may automatically close of doors to certain forms of love because you feel that persons love is reserved for one person. </p>
<p>I&#8217;m not talking about sex here, or intimate things of that nature. I&#8217;m talking about closing the doors to potential mind healing because you hear the label married, and assume that you have to close yourself of to certain types of love. </p>
<p>This is not the case, people in perfect love are responsible for their actions and would be open to all forms of love instead of closing them self off to the possibility. Again I&#8217;m not talking about sex, I&#8217;m talking about communication.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s just been socially conditioned into the minds and it takes an element of freedom away. When freedom is no longer free, things become uncomfortable. You can still talk to a married person and share energy, but that doesn&#8217;t mean you have to sleep with them. Sex is not love anyway. Sex is to reproduce, and that&#8217;s it. It is viewed as fun because it is the representation of union. Love separated and then combined. It&#8217;s an attempt to reconnect with perfect love through the body. </p>
<p>Ever notice though that sex is more mental? Love is not sex, but sex can be love. It&#8217;s the separation of mind that creates the labels and creates illusion through its &#8220;perceived&#8221; separation from love.</p>
<p>Do you know why sex is one of the most dominant urges of the human experience? The reason is it&#8217;s a material attempt to reconnect with G-D and perfect love. Separation and union, separation and union, just like the mind has done with LOVE.</p>
<p><strong>WHY DO PEOPLE GET HURT OVER BREAKUPS?</strong></p>
<p>People get hurt over breakups because they don&#8217;t understand love. They are trying to make something perfect that cannot be if it&#8217;s not perfect love. In order to have perfect love your mind cannot have separation from love. </p>
<p>The mind is creating a social conditioning image of love through the eyes of the EGO. So you build up all these expectations of how &#8220;&#8221;PERFECT&#8221; something should be, and then when it&#8217;s not &#8220;PERFECT&#8221; your expectations are shattered. When expectations don&#8217;t live to what you see, your EGO get&#8217;s pissed. The only way to support a separation from perfect love is to make you see it through foggy classes. </p>
<p>So you chase something you can&#8217;t really see, and you keep chasing because you really think your seeing it. Like a cat chases the light of a flashlight across the floor. The cat can never actually catch the light, because what it is actually seeing is not what it thinks it&#8217;s seeing. </p>
<p>When you label yourself as only giving your love to one person, you severely restrict yourself. Once again I&#8217;m not talking about sex. The spirit which is PERFECT LOVE doesn&#8217;t need sex, and probably experiences orgasmic energy all the time because it&#8217;s not separated from reality. </p>
<p>Now if you flip the script and dedicate yourself to be intimately in love with yourself, out of perfect love, then situations of perfect love will be yours to experience. EXACTLY how you believe them to be possible. </p>
<p><strong>Now back to social conditioning</strong></p>
<p>If you look to the outside world to figure out what love is, all you will see is fear. Things in the world pass away, therefore fear will be in the outside world. When you get married you say &#8220;Till death do us part.&#8221; Strong statement, but death can be of the mind as well. But death can only be of the mind that isn&#8217;t real.</p>
<p>Anything real will last, anything not real will pass away. Real love has no boundaries. You see this sometimes in mother child interactions. There are mothers that have unconditional love for their children no matter what they do in life. They see them through perfect love vision.<br />
Nothing can destroy perfect love, but illusions can make it seem that way.  </p>
<p>The thing that ego fears worth is death. All EGO is, is the separation from perfect love. So when you fear love, you are fearing the death of love, not love itself. Just remember that love cannot die. </p>
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