<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800383291922350411</id><updated>2011-12-26T23:24:35.884-08:00</updated><category term='godlight'/><category term='meme'/><category term='passing'/><category term='loved ones'/><category term='anna halprin'/><category term='planetary dance'/><category term='hindsight'/><category term='light'/><category term='death'/><category term='loss'/><category term='economy'/><category term='reincarnation'/><category term='In'/><category term='paulo'/><category term='giving'/><category term='eight'/><category term='circle the earth'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='Future'/><category term='faith'/><category term='alchemist'/><category term='Focus'/><category term='warrior'/><category term='life'/><category term='peaceful warrior'/><category term='meditation'/><category term='Present'/><category term='energy'/><category term='Moment'/><category term='earth run'/><category term='things'/><category term='souls'/><category term='Living'/><category term='coelho'/><category term='pain'/><category term='god'/><category term='top'/><category term='love'/><category term='warrior of the light'/><category term='chakra'/><category term='dance'/><category term='2008'/><category term='colette baron-reid'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Planetary Dance</title><subtitle type='html'>Meditations and musings on the purpose and meaning of coexistance and life in general. Stories, hints, tips and insight from one woman trying to find her way in the world.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Feathers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08434698471623385253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lVeWlcF0RQ/SSzDQdgLHxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Bqg5sVYFv3A/S220/Dsc_0697.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800383291922350411.post-7775269605234345072</id><published>2011-06-13T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T03:28:32.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='souls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reincarnation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loved ones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Life and the Before and the After (11.06.13)</title><content type='html'>As human beings, we will mourn a loved one when they pass on.  It's natural, we are sad that they are no longer in our lives.  While natural, we must realize that it's selfish.  We mourn the absence we feel in our own lives.  The life they lived is something beautiful and something to be cherished.  The memories we have from the intersection between their Lifeline and our own is permanent, and is never lost, even by death.  The memories, the moments, the thoughts, the emotions, the revelations, those will never disappear, as long as we choose to hold on to them.  These are beautiful, and often aid in our own growth as human beings.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's never easy, of course.  To even acknowledge that a loved one has moved on is a huge step on our part, as mortal, living beings.  We have to understand that they will never be in this lifetime with us again.   We have to understand that the lessons, the love, the understanding, and the memories that they brought to us are now finished.  We then must understand that their Consciousness is in another place, in a place ours cannot yet access.  This is a difficult undertaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Denial is always there.  We want to resist.  We want to scream out.  We want to beg to our gods not to take our loved ones from us.  But we must understand that their time is over.  Not gone, not lost, and certainly not forgotten.  There are some who live for short periods of time on Earth.  Their lifetimes are meant to enrich someone else's, so that that person may go on to greatness.  Some live longer lives.  Either they have their own goal to work through, or they are a catalyst for a huge body of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setting the prelude aside, I have been both cursed and graced with something remarkable.  I have been sheltered, nurtured and protected from Death.  Relative to the others that I know, and the average person, I know very few people who have passed on.  The first person I knew who passed on was a teacher I had in Middle School.  The experience was surreal.  An instructor that I knew well, he was suddenly gone, without any warning.  The funeral was strange.  Everyone there - the people I had gone to classes with - seemed distant, as if they were very far away.  It seemed as though it shouldn't be allowed to happen.  I cried, of course.  This man was not particularly invested nor influential in my life, but to be so close to someone whom Death claimed... it was a little unnerving.  While I learned from him, the most important thing I learned was in his Passing.  Death is swift, it is indeterminate, and it will take anyone at any time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second was a little closer to home.  An old family friend, a man with many secrets.  Having survived a war, this man came home to a country that did not do him the justice he deserved.  I honestly believe this man, who was willing to work with our livestock, had come from a world of Black Ops.  We'd ask him, interested, in what he did in the war.  He'd always smile and answer with, "If I told you, I'd have to kill you."  He'd laugh, then go back to what he was doing.  As a kid, I thought this was funny.  In hindsight, I think he was serious.  In his older age, we kept in remote contact.  His death was... strange.  It didn't strike me at first.  I got the call from my mother, letting me know.  I acknowledged it, hung up, and kept driving toward my location.  It was no surprise, his health was failing a long time earlier.  Out of the blue, I was struck by the notion: I would never see this person again in this lifetime.  I had to pull my car over, I was hit by such sorrow at the thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third person was much closer to me.  It was my own grandmother.  This blow was softened only slightly because it was not sudden.  Her health was failing her, I knew a long time out the Universe was calling her home.  My tenacity runs in my family - she was stubborn.  She was resisting, wanting to continue to stay on Earth as long as she could.  While it wasn't as much of a surrender as it was an acquiescence, she knew.  It was time.  Nearly a century of changing the world, it was time to go home.  Her Passing was peaceful, in her sleep.  One breath in, another out... and then no more.  I was surprised with how easily I handled this.  Perhaps it was because it wasn't sudden.  Perhaps it was because in the time between her Passing and the family friend's before her, I had come to a conclusion.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for a loved one's Passing is an entirely selfish reaction.  This doesn't make it bad by any means.  Our mortal forms ache for their company and regret that it is no longer with us.  We miss them, want them with us.  We crave their presence.  At first, we cannot imagine a world without them, and then we our forced to find ourselves living in one.  The most difficult task is for the Living Left Behind.  Those who have Passed are back where they came from.  They endure no more suffering from this life.  Their bodies, either sick, aging, wounded, or any combination of the three, no longer plague them.  They are back in a place where they can experience joy and happiness.  They know things we cannot even begin to comprehend yet.  They... are in a better place, as overused as the phrase is.  We do not truly mourn them - we mourn their loss in our lives.  What we must understand is that it is only temporary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In any religion; Christian, Muslim, Judaism, Greek, even Agnostic - when the soul passes on, it goes somewhere else.  The Else is determined by the religion, but it is no longer on Earth.  The other souls will join it, eventually.  Even in atheism, the soul no longer hurts.  It simply... isn't.  As will we all be.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fourth Passing I have been for, and am living now, is that of a beloved High School teacher.  While I have been out of contact with him for several years as I pursued my college goals, the things he left behind for me are concrete and withstanding.  I learned from him many valuable life lessons.  As a band instructor, he inspired into me a love of music that would not be there had I not met him.  I acknowledge these gifts, I honor them, and I understand that his time on Earth is over.  His life, I'm certain, had it's own strife.  He's at peace now, and that is a good thing.  The hardest thing for me to deal with is the notion that someone so influential in my life will no longer be so.  Again, mourning is selfish. Not bad, but it is our own human coping mechanism.  The knowledge that the person will no longer be present in this life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing I have slowly, painfully learned from this process... it's only temporary.  Whether you believe in one life and one soul and an afterlife, or multiple incarnations, it's the same.  The soul was here, and is gone.  It's job is finished, it's mortal body is done suffering.  Regardless of circumstances, mortal bodies were made to suffer.  We feel pain, sadness. We ache, mourn, yearn.  At that moment of Passing, nothing else matters.  We do not ache, we do not want, we do not mourn.  It's peaceful, soft, warm, and pleasant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's never easy to release a Soul.  We want to hang on to that person, to hold them to us.  We loved them, and of course we want them in our life longer than they were.  Forever, if we could.  But we must realize... the things they brought into this life to teach... were taught.  They brought something with them and that time is up.  While hard to acknowledge that in this body we shall never see them again, we must understand, at our very core, that to have it our way would be painful to them.  To wish them back into our life as they were would prolong their suffering.  It's not easy, it's unfathomably difficult, but we must accept it.  Their time is over.  Their suffering is over.  They left within us something critical to our development.  We learned something either about our own spirituality, or our own humanity, or both.  Something profound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We must take the time our human bodies need to mourn, to release the sadness that we shall never see this person again.  And then we must gather ourselves and our resolve, and acknowledge that something was left behind for us to gain from.  Mourning a loss never does a Presence justice.  To truly honor the loved one that has Left, we must take their legacy, the teaching they left behind, and live our own life to its fullest capacity in the time we are given.  And then, when we have taught everything we are meant to to others and are called Home, we must try and be willing to go.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As corny as it may sound, it is true:  Dying is the easy part.  We release all our sorrows, all our pain, all our strife, back to the Universe.  Living is the hard part.  We endure this, we learn, we struggle.  And we overcome. Otherwise, those that have come before to teach us would have lived their life of suffering and pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are living in a moment right now.  What is that moment teaching?  What understanding do you need?  Ask for it, it will come.  Live in this moment, live for this moment,  take the gifts that those before you have left and start to make your own to leave behind.  We create our own legacies.  What will yours be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800383291922350411-7775269605234345072?l=planetarydance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/feeds/7775269605234345072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800383291922350411&amp;postID=7775269605234345072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/7775269605234345072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/7775269605234345072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-and-before-and-after-110613.html' title='Life and the Before and the After (11.06.13)'/><author><name>Feathers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08434698471623385253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lVeWlcF0RQ/SSzDQdgLHxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Bqg5sVYFv3A/S220/Dsc_0697.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800383291922350411.post-9130452416200192771</id><published>2011-05-29T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T00:24:08.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Present'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Focus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In'/><title type='text'>The Present (11.05.29)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Living In The Moment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a friend that I know online. He is one of the most beautiful people that I know.  He's this bright presence in my life that cheers me up on the worst days without even trying.  His energy is warm and beautiful.  The catch is... he's rarely around.  Sometimes when I feel particularly down, I wish he'd come around and just talk.  We don't even have to talk about anything important, but it always cheers me up.  Sometimes he's gone for six months at a time.  Sometimes it's a year.  Once it was 18 months.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having interacted with this individual for nearly ten years, talking to him once or twice a year, I've come to learn something. &lt;i&gt;I've come to appreciate the moment.&lt;/i&gt;  I have become grateful for the time I have with him, rather than mourn the time without, and this has been something I've tried to transfer into each day of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So often, we spend a majority of our time thinking about what could be, should be, would be, will be, can be, and... &lt;i&gt;isn't.&lt;/i&gt;  The truth is, if it isn't happening right now, it isn't happening at all.  With the exception of intelligent preparation - having supplies on hand for an emergency, for example, very little time should be devoted toward things that are not happening in this moment.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From personal experience, I have spent an extraordinary amount of time worrying about, thinking about, things that are not currently happening.  As a person who is constantly battling an anxiety disorder, I spend a disproportionate amount of time thinking about all the things that could go wrong and possibly how to avoid them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Soul in my life has given me a beautiful chance to change that.  By being this amazing person but only being around once or twice a year, I have learned to cherish each moment I do have talking with him.  I appreciate the Present, rather than worry about when the next time he'll be around.  For the first few years, I spent my time talking with him worrying about when he'd be back.  This made for an uncomfortable, even painful experience.  And then I realized something.  &lt;i&gt;No matter how much I want this individual to be a permanent presence in my life, he never will be. It is not his nature, and I have no sway in this matter, and nor should I.&lt;/i&gt;  He is who he is, willowy wisp on the breeze, coming in with one tide and out on another.  I have learned to release this desire for control, this want to know and control when and where.  When he shows up, it's become a surprising and happy gift, (often at times when I'm at my lowest and he doesn't really realize how poignant his timing is) and I enjoy the hour or so I get to talk with him, and I can let it go when he leaves.  I can smile at the end of the day, even though I know every second, every moment, that I may not see him again for another year.  I'm alright with this.  I understand that that's the way it works, and I focus on what IS happening, not what I want in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find that in my life, I've often spent most of my time worrying about things in the future, rather than enjoying the things currently happening in the present.    My goal is to enjoy each moment as it happens, rather than focus on what's happening next.  Sometimes the Present is hard.  It's difficult, full of hard decisions we have to make, even when we know they're for the better.  And while, on occasion, the last place we want to be is in the Present, sometimes there's something for us there. A Lesson, a Thought, an Understanding we wouldn't ordinarily come to, and if we simply try to push through it, rather than sit back and accept it, this might be missed entirely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The future will happen soon enough, it's the future.  This moment, This... Present, will only happen once, and it's happening right now.  What are you doing with it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800383291922350411-9130452416200192771?l=planetarydance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/feeds/9130452416200192771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800383291922350411&amp;postID=9130452416200192771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/9130452416200192771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/9130452416200192771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/2011/05/present-110529.html' title='The Present (11.05.29)'/><author><name>Feathers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08434698471623385253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lVeWlcF0RQ/SSzDQdgLHxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Bqg5sVYFv3A/S220/Dsc_0697.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800383291922350411.post-3895207709773348609</id><published>2010-08-23T01:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T20:00:05.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chakra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peaceful warrior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colette baron-reid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>Gifts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/2010/August/51L5OQ3mF1L_SCLZZZZZZZ_AA250_Way-of-the-Peaceful-Warrior-A-Book-That-Changes-Lives-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 249px;" src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/2010/August/51L5OQ3mF1L_SCLZZZZZZZ_AA250_Way-of-the-Peaceful-Warrior-A-Book-That-Changes-Lives-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time, but I come with gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Way of the Peaceful Warrior&lt;/i&gt;, by Dan Millman, is a story about an unexpected journey taken by the author.  As he navigates a series of events in his life, he - and we, the readers - learn that sometimes the most important thing is to give up control and live in the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Despite his success, college student and world-champion athlete Dan Millman is haunted by a feeling that something is missing from his life.  Awakened one night by dark dreams, he wanders into an all-night gas station, meets an old man named Socrates, and his world is changed forever.  Guided by this eccentric old &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;warrior, drawn to an elusive young woman named Joy, Dan begins a spiritual odyssey into the realms of light and shadow, romance and mystery, toward a final confrontation that will deliver or destroy him.  &lt;/i&gt;-Back of &lt;i&gt;Way of the Peaceful Warrior&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;A truly uplifting story - each reader will get a little something different out of it.  Some may not take to it completely, others may throw themselves into it enthusiastically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can find this on Amazon for around $10: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1932073205/ref=s9_simh_gw_p74_i2?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=center-2&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=11TYEVJNHM4CJ2JJY2XY&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=101&amp;amp;pf_rd_p=470938631&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=507846"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;Click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also learned while looking up this link that this book was made into a movie in 2007.  You can find the movie &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000QEIOSU/ref=s9_simh_gw_p14_i2?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=center-2&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=11125ASW496GBJ7D9QE6&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=101&amp;amp;pf_rd_p=470938631&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=507846"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for about $12.  And if you would like to purchase the book with the original cover (pictured above) you can find it &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Way-Peaceful-Warrior-Changes-PEACEFUL/dp/B0029I1YE2/ref=sr_1_12?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1282555259&amp;amp;sr=8-12"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at varying prices from other sellers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're more inclined to listen to things rather than read, I came across this young woman touring with &lt;a href="http://www.sylviabrowne.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;Sylvia Browne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  While I went to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see Ms. Browne, I have to admit I was completely unimpressed with the woman.  That was likely due to the overwhelming interest I had in &lt;a href="http://www.colettebaronreid.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;Colette Baron-Reid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  She was stunning, and had a story to tell.  It was less the words she spoke and more her voice and her energy that drew me in.  And then - she sang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZIEL62OmwY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZIEL62OmwY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/2010/August/51Axm4V1XUL_SS500_-1-1.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 196px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only does she sing - but she has written a few books [of which I can't say much, I have yet to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;read them.] and has a couple of meditation CDs as well as actual songs.  Her voice is enchanting, inspiring, and it is one of the first meditation CDs I have actually been able to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;follow.  It is that CD I recommend now.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Journey-Through-Chakras-Colette-Baron-Reid/dp/1401917011/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1282555953&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Journey-Through-Chakras-Colette-Baron-Reid/dp/1401917011/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1282555953&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;Journey Through The Chakras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is a guided meditation that leads through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;each of the chakras, cleansing, purifying and re-aligning them.  Every time I sit and do this meditation, I always walk away feeling upbeat, level-headed, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;calm and controlled, and I always feel both powerful and empowered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following is an example of her guided meditation, also swiped off of YouTube.  This is not one of the ones included in the chakra CD, but it is beautiful to listen to nonetheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TVxKIrh_3Eg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TVxKIrh_3Eg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Just ignore the spelling error in her name.  These aren't my videos, but I may need to make one soon.  It's strikingly difficult to find her music in a form I can share in a blog.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been one of the most amazing women I have ever seen.  Perhaps I will make a video for one of her chakra meditations so you may hear an introduction to that.  In the meantime, even if you choose not to look into the book or the CDs, I hope the music and the meditation brings you a little bit of peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HWFNQdAbANU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;Love &amp;amp; Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800383291922350411-3895207709773348609?l=planetarydance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/feeds/3895207709773348609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800383291922350411&amp;postID=3895207709773348609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/3895207709773348609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/3895207709773348609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/2010/08/gifts.html' title='Gifts!'/><author><name>Feathers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08434698471623385253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lVeWlcF0RQ/SSzDQdgLHxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Bqg5sVYFv3A/S220/Dsc_0697.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800383291922350411.post-3958392537719393675</id><published>2009-05-18T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:00:52.815-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warrior of the light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warrior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='energy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paulo'/><title type='text'>Warrior of the Light -03- (05.18.09)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/2009/February/2723088587_f83b16e5fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:350px;" src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/2009/February/2723088587_f83b16e5fb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It has been an extraordinarily ridiculous amount of time since I last meditated on a page from Paulo Coelho's book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Warrior-Light-Manual-Paulo-Coelho/dp/0060527986/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1238273952&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Warrior of the Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.  But that does not matter.  All that matters is now, in this moment, I am again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Warrior of the Light does not rely on strength alone, he makes use of his opponent's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; energy, too.  - Warrior of the Light, p3 - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A battle cannot be won if one burns through all his or her energy in the fight.  A warrior knows that strength is important, but it is never a deciding factor.  Intelligence is used: how to use an opponent's weakness against him, how to cater to a warrior's advantage without exhausting the warrior before the fight is over.  The crowd watches, jeers, even, as the warrior pauses to kneel and pray.  He listens to the words of his god, his inner voice, &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/md/elanmichaels/napeace.html"&gt;his reason&lt;/a&gt;.  He does not listen to the human world around him, but touches with something much deeper inside of himself.  And it is there, in that core, that he finds his strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a roman coliseum, this makes perfect sense.  The implications for modern society are perhaps not as &lt;a href="http://www.healingcrystals.com/"&gt;crystaline&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The idea is, in effect, not to fight the full force of life.  We find ourselves on these life paths, wandering aimlessly, sometimes hopelessly.  Sometimes we know exactly where we're going and just how to get there.  Sometimes we have no idea where we're going, we just know the route we want to take.  And some of us are content to just wander dazedly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing that Coehlo expressed in his novel &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Alchemist-Paulo-Coelho/dp/0061122416/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1238274142&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Alchemist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, was that even if we know precisely where a path begins and ends, we can't possibly fathom what happens in between.  It will curve, twist, and take us in directions we never thought we'd go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/2009/February/2962906784_0ec8a22117.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes we leave the path because we don't think it is going the right way.  Sometimes we try to fight the path.  Sometimes we see it through to the end, and are pleasantly surprised with the results.  The idea is that even if everything does not work out in precisely as we planned, it still may be vital to &lt;a href="http://www.spiritualeducation.net/"&gt;our education&lt;/a&gt;.  If it is not an unusual shortcut to the finish line, then it is something very important to experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It does take work and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Energy_(spirituality)"&gt;energy&lt;/a&gt; to get to where we want to be.  It doesn't just happen. Neither, though, does it happen by brute force.  We must use some of the energy that is given to us - the circumstances thrown our way - the energy of our opponent - to get to where we want to be.  We do not need to be ashamed of asking for help, be it from a god or a guardian or a friend or confidant.  When the enemy is too strong to pass through, simply allow it to redirect you.  Take every blow as a lesson in &lt;a href="http://www.defendu.com/questions/quest13.htm"&gt;self-defence&lt;/a&gt;, and see where you stand when it's over.  Take it in stride and take it with gratitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/2009/February/2533816548_552f69719d.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:300px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, Love &amp;amp; Light be with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11370723@N03/2723088587/"&gt;Midnight_digital&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/15108705@N07/2962906784/"&gt;movimente&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/17796222@N00/2533816548/"&gt;YanivG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800383291922350411-3958392537719393675?l=planetarydance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/feeds/3958392537719393675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800383291922350411&amp;postID=3958392537719393675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/3958392537719393675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/3958392537719393675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/2009/02/warrior-of-light-03-051809.html' title='Warrior of the Light -03- (05.18.09)'/><author><name>Feathers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08434698471623385253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lVeWlcF0RQ/SSzDQdgLHxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Bqg5sVYFv3A/S220/Dsc_0697.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800383291922350411.post-172182579975585154</id><published>2009-03-28T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:47:13.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>Money God? (03.28.09)</title><content type='html'>I had wished to begin this again earlier, but the Fates conspired against me this time.  I will try and be more loyal.  I would like to continue with my Warrior of Light analysis, but I am not feeling the inspiration at the moment.  Instead, something else is pressing in on me: money.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how can we not think about that?  With the way the economy is going, it seems as though our attention is rigorously focused on our financial status - or lack thereof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/2009/March/3120598838_bee4e0e95c.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While it is near impossible to cast aside our worries without a second thought, it is imparative not to let that worry possess our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That which you focus on the most will come to fruition.  The energy and time put into a thought, an idea, a want will equate to the yield of that desire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whether it be by spiritual influence, or by simple logic (if you're always focused on one particular thing, then you will be, perhaps unconciously, doing things to ensure its outcome.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This being said, it would be unwise to throw all caution into the wind and completely disregard the economic situation.  A balance must be maintained - a healthy balance. Know where you are.  Know what you spend, what you want, what you lack.  Your stewardship to your economic situation ends here.  Do not worry, do not dwell, do not lament. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Money is not a god.  Under no circumstances should it ever be treated like one.  To be poss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;essed and completely overwhelmed by a lack of money will do nothing but depress the individual, which can (and likely will) influence th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e economic situation further.  Instead, perhaps it is better to acknowledge what is lacking, understand what must be saved, and then find a reason to be grateful for what little we have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give unconditionally.  It doesn't have to be much - it doesn't have to be money at all.  Give love.  Give food.  Give joy.  Give some change if you can spare it.  That which is given freely and out of love always returns tenfold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be at peace with the situation promotes a happier worker, a worker more likely to be hired by an employer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not all is seen.  Two workers walk in for an interview. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/2009/March/2247354856_919b3fbdb9.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Both are dressed impeccably, both have outstanding creditials, one has been out of work for a month and has been stressed to a breaking point by his own ego.  In his mind, he &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;must &lt;/span&gt;have this job. He must.  The other has also been out of work for a month,  but he knows he will walk into the room and do his best.  If it is not meant to be, then he will not get the job, and he will go somewhere else.  He is grateful for this change in workplace.  He is optimistic about the new doors opening before him.  He is excited to see what will happen next.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though the employer may not have the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;history of the two men, the employer will be able to tell in the unseen.  The manner, the nervousness, the apparent egotistical nature of the man that desires the job to a point of craze - the employer may not even be able to articulate what the difference she percieves is, but there is one.  And she will choose the worker who is grateful and compassionate and relaxed, perhaps for reasons she cannot explain.  The obsessed worker will be turned away, and driven further into his craze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do not make your situation worse by making it the most important thing in your life.  Be grateful for what you have, enjoy it, and be kind with others.  It will return tenfold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/2009/March/3249781002_bcdfbebb41.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/36045027@N00/3120598838/"&gt;Darren Hester&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23065375@N05/2247354856/"&gt;thinkpanama&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23039835@N06/3249781002/"&gt;just.k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800383291922350411-172182579975585154?l=planetarydance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/feeds/172182579975585154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800383291922350411&amp;postID=172182579975585154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/172182579975585154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/172182579975585154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/2009/03/money-god-032809.html' title='Money God? (03.28.09)'/><author><name>Feathers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08434698471623385253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lVeWlcF0RQ/SSzDQdgLHxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Bqg5sVYFv3A/S220/Dsc_0697.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800383291922350411.post-598437652033219706</id><published>2008-12-23T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:21:42.185-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hindsight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>In Hindsight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/2333409688_16109de51e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 176px;" src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/2333409688_16109de51e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year we walk away from 365 (occasionally 366) days of learning.  Sometimes, we carry these lessons into the next year and grow from the experience.  Other times, we easily forget or casually toss them aside.  Sometimes we have to relearn them the hard way, and other times we never think of them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to avoid that this year, I have listed the top eight things I have learned from 2008.  I encourage everyone who reads this and feels so inclined to do so as well, and leave a comment linking to the response so that we can find them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Smelling like boy on my legs was worth the $0.95 &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.expotv.com/Barbasol-Beard-Buster-Shaving-Cream/L-Btx"&gt;men's shaving cream&lt;/a&gt; can.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/2002356766_567ab33eb8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 221px;" src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/2002356766_567ab33eb8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://stress.about.com/od/stresshealth/a/laughter.htm"&gt;La&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://stress.about.com/od/stresshealth/a/laughter.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ughi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://stress.about.com/od/stresshealth/a/laughter.htm"&gt;ng&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is a fundamental element of the healing matrix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. Intuition is never wrong when given the respect it deserves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. Humans were born to be creators.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Manifestations of energy - art, &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fire_dancing"&gt;dance&lt;/a&gt;, dreams, physics equations and even sche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;matic sketches are all testame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nts of inner fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Our greatest strength is not outside, but inside.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The passion that drives the heart is formidable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The strongest ally and the greatest enemy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our own desire potentials our undoing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. People are bouncy: the bigger the &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://divorcesupport.about.com/od/isdivorcethesolution/f/midlifecrisis.htm"&gt;butt-kicking&lt;/a&gt;, the bigger the rebound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Sometimes whimsical is the best way to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Love is all we truly have.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is what and who we are, and it is the only thing we really have and can freely give to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Happy Holidays, everyone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Give Love this season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8816403@N05/2002356766/"&gt;You-did&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51783679@N00/2333409688/"&gt;badboy69&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800383291922350411-598437652033219706?l=planetarydance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/feeds/598437652033219706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800383291922350411&amp;postID=598437652033219706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/598437652033219706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/598437652033219706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-hindsight.html' title='In Hindsight...'/><author><name>Feathers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08434698471623385253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lVeWlcF0RQ/SSzDQdgLHxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Bqg5sVYFv3A/S220/Dsc_0697.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800383291922350411.post-7252318815398425585</id><published>2008-12-19T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T14:52:56.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warrior of the Light -02- (12.19.08)</title><content type='html'>So it's been a little while, eh?  I've been busy.  It's how it goes.  I have a feeling there will be much more free time at my fingertips in the coming weeks.  Shall we, then?  The following excerpt has been taken from Paulo Coelho's &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Warrior-Light-Manual-Paulo-Coelho/dp/0060527986/ref=pd_bxgy_b_img_b"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Warrior of the Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a manual meant to accompany &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Alchemist-Paulo-Coelho/dp/0061122416/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1229726195&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Alchemist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/185004047_2fa43d1e9c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 159px;" src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/185004047_2fa43d1e9c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"All the world's roads lead to the heart of the Warrior; he plunges unhesitatingly into the river of passions always flowing through his life."&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Warrior of the Light&lt;/span&gt;, Coelho, p2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Sometimes, it's easy for us to feel as though we don't deserve fortune when it comes our way, or that we should not waste time &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/indulgence"&gt;indulging&lt;/a&gt; ourselves.  While over-indulgence should be avoided, it is not wrong, nor morally reprehensible in any sense to allow ourselves our own little pleasures from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fully love everyone - which is our goal no matter what name you call your god, is it not? - we have to be able to love ourselves.  After all, each of us is also a person on the Earth, and if we can't love ourselves, how can we ever hope to &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/09397a.htm"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt; another?  Would you deny a loved one that enjoys manicures a trip to the salon once in a while?  Would you say no to taking a child to an amusement park for his birthday?  Of course not.  We allow our loved one these guilty pleasures - why not ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/374268661_c63d40d3b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 151px;" src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/374268661_c63d40d3b5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A Warrior knows that the body and mind needs some degree of pleasure to thrive.  He allows for this, but knows at what point over indulgence happens.  When the body is softened by excessive pampering, or when &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Addiction"&gt;wanting becomes needing the unnecessary&lt;/a&gt;, it has gone too far.  That boundary is different for every thing and everyone, and only the person can decide when enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be a balance at all points in life: when we can &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Play_%28activity%29"&gt;play&lt;/a&gt;, and when we must work.  To play all the time is to throw regard aside, to be only concerned with Self.  While attention to Self is important, constant, undivided attention is dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we work all the time, then we neglect Self, and our &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.spiritual-healing-secrets.com/"&gt;spiritual energies&lt;/a&gt; start to fail.  We become prey to sickness and depression, and eventually if not immediately, hatred.  Irritation at ourselves - or at something we can attribute blame to - arises and eventually becomes hatred.  &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.lifepositive.com/mind/psychology/phobia/mind-miseries.asp"&gt;Self-hate&lt;/a&gt; is one of the most horrifying things we can do.  As beings of love, we should strive to love everyone - above all else: ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be free, be alive, live, and love because that is what you are here to do.  The Warrior knows this, he knows how important play is, but he never loses sight of his end goal.  He also knows the things that last but a moment and those that can last a lifetime.  Each has its place and purpose, and he knows, lives, and loves this truth unconditionally.  So can you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead, have that second cookie.  It's the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/2224423_04676d2ae4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 104px;" src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/2224423_04676d2ae4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you to &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61397726@N00/185004047/" class="currentContextLink" id="contextLink_stream61397726@N00"&gt;himmelskratzer&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/14516334@N00/374268661/"&gt;aussiegall&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/48600074651@N01/2224423/"&gt;chotda&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/61397726@N00/185004047/" class="currentContextLink" id="contextLink_stream61397726@N00"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800383291922350411-7252318815398425585?l=planetarydance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/feeds/7252318815398425585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800383291922350411&amp;postID=7252318815398425585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/7252318815398425585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/7252318815398425585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/2008/12/warrior-of-light-02-121908.html' title='Warrior of the Light -02- (12.19.08)'/><author><name>Feathers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08434698471623385253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lVeWlcF0RQ/SSzDQdgLHxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Bqg5sVYFv3A/S220/Dsc_0697.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800383291922350411.post-4978582515592350703</id><published>2008-12-02T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T20:40:24.094-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warrior of the light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warrior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='godlight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alchemist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paulo'/><title type='text'>Warrior of the Light  -01- (12.02.08)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/WarriorOfTheLight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 221px;" src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/WarriorOfTheLight.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Warrior-Light-Manual-Paulo-Coelho/dp/0060527986/ref=pd_bbs_sr_4?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1228275781&amp;amp;sr=8-4"&gt;Warrior of the Light&lt;/a&gt; is a book - a guide, really, meant to accompany &lt;a href="http://paulocoelhoblog.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Paulo Coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Alchemist-Paulo-Coelho/dp/0061122416/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1228275781&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Alchemist&lt;/a&gt;.  Recently I read The Alchemist, and naturally went to see what was in this little handbook.  Inside are proverb-like listings, some in the form of small anecdotes, some just a single sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to dedicate one post on analyzing one bit of knowledge from the book.  Perhaps this will happen once a month, once a week, perhaps even bi-weekly.  You need not have read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Alchemist&lt;/span&gt; to follow &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Warrior of the Light&lt;/span&gt;, though I do recommend reading the book.  These are entirely of my own creation, save the quote itself.  I do not ask you agree, though I do ask you respond and engage me in discussion, whether you agree or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I will begin at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"A Warrior of the Light knows that he has much to be grateful for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Warrior of the Light,&lt;/span&gt; Paulo Coelho (p. 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not necessarily a bad thing to be extraordinarily lucky or gifted, as long as you realize where it's coming from.  All things - both good and bad - are placed in our lives for a reason.  As long as we continue to ask for things for our &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Summum_bonum"&gt;highest good&lt;/a&gt;, that is all we will receive.  Sometimes things will be hidden, and we'll pause to wonder 'why did this happen to me? I did nothing wrong!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad things happening is not necessarily a punishment.  They're never fun, and wouldn't it be lovely to reap rewards all the time?  Though rewards for good deeds are often a good way to instill a sense of right-doing, the greater lessons must come to us in the form of triumph, not reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be given a monumental roadblock, to the point where we pause and hesitate, think 'perhaps this cannot be right - it is too difficult', and then to decide to try anyway and succeed is the most sustaining form of &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.experiencefestival.com/spiritual_growth"&gt;growth&lt;/a&gt; imaginable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/40501372_21ca4440d9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 172px;" src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/40501372_21ca4440d9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only has the individual physically accomplished an seemingly impossible task, he has gained the mentality that he can do anything he wants, provided he sets his mind to it.  He has also taken that step closer to God, to put trust in Spirit for just a moment, to suspend his beliefs while he tries with all his heart - only to succeed in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are also points of self-evaluating.  Roadblocks may be placed in our lives for the very reason of causing us to pause and reflect.  Are we really doing that which is for our highest good?  Are we doing the thing that our heart calls us to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tricky part is that it changes.  What we start out looking for often changes, but not without reason.  I began my path seeking a degree in science and a position as a researcher.  Now, I find that it is no longer my calling.  It was, most certainly, in the beginning, and because I followed that, I have learned quite a bit and met some of the most amazing people.  If I had the chance to redo it, I'd do it all the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not think that what you begin looking for is what you will end up finding.  It is not uncommon or unusual for it to change.  It is, however, unusual for one to realize this, and change his or her plans accordingly.  Don't be afraid to listen to your heart when it tells you it wants something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the main thought &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paulo_Coelho"&gt;Coelho&lt;/a&gt; is trying to get across here is the idea that we must be aware of our situation, we must be gracious for our blessings, but at the same token, not to take strife as a strike against us - that our God is punishing for something wrong.  My God, or Spirit, Source, what have you, to me, is nothing but Love.  I have found nothing more pure on this Earth than unconditional love.  To me, it seems, that God could be nothing but that.  Therefore, I choose to regard each setback in my life as God placing a challenge before me.  Not punishment, but a chance to run forward and shine brightly with success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.simplehealth4u.com/cards/index3.htm"&gt;Godlight&lt;/a&gt; inside of us - we are all capable of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/2318937925_a14631d93f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 210px;" src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/December/2318937925_a14631d93f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/63013421@N00/40501372/"&gt;edmittance&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/17339947@N00/2318937925/"&gt;TechNopal&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800383291922350411-4978582515592350703?l=planetarydance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/feeds/4978582515592350703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800383291922350411&amp;postID=4978582515592350703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/4978582515592350703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/4978582515592350703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/2008/12/warrior-of-light.html' title='Warrior of the Light  -01- (12.02.08)'/><author><name>Feathers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08434698471623385253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lVeWlcF0RQ/SSzDQdgLHxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Bqg5sVYFv3A/S220/Dsc_0697.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800383291922350411.post-958352474150935184</id><published>2008-11-25T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:22:43.916-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='circle the earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planetary dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anna halprin'/><title type='text'>Planetary Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;After a series of killings in California, Anna Halprin reclaimed the defiled ground and Planetary Dance was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the years of 1979 and 1981 in &lt;a href="http://www.parks.ca.gov/?page_id=471"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Mt. Tamalpais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, California, just near the Golden Gate Bridge, six woman were murdered. Authorities closed all trails leading into and out of the community, leaving the people inside helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anna_Halprin"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Anna Halprin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;an improvisational dancer, and her husband Lawrence, se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;t out to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/November/440386960_f3de5d164f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 142px;" src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/November/440386960_f3de5d164f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; recl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;aim the mountain. She, and the people who came with her, began to inact a positive myth in dance. This included walking along the trails that the killings had oc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;curred upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, after years of roaming free, the killer was caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A local shaman vis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ited Halprin. "This mountain is one of the most sacred places on Earth. I believe in what your people did but to be successful in purifying this mountain, you must return to it and dance for five years," the 109-year old advised her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Tradi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;tion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next five years, people gathered to perform the dancing ritual again and again. What was once a reclaiming of the mountain, it grew into "Circle the Earth" - a dance to re-purify the Earth itself. People all over the world participate in the dance, aiding to the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long after the alotted five years, the entire world dances. The Dance is now called &lt;a href="http://www.planetarydance.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Planetary Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and is performed in dozens of countries. Each individual is encouraged to draw his or her own inspiration and run for something personal and global.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Dance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dance consists of large numbers of people moving in concentric circles, and is divided into three runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first run, each person is invited to call out a cause he or she believes in, and begin running. It might be for another person who needs &lt;a href="http://www.artashealing.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;healing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, or a cause that is personal to the participant. He might yell, "I run for my sister, who is paralyzed and may never run again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/November/119848177_d84c96aa14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 124px;" src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd257/RensFeathers/Blog/November/119848177_d84c96aa14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The sec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ond run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; consists of a global cause. Each participant is invited then to call out a cause that affects all of humanity. She might yell, "I am running to save the Earth from &lt;a href="http://www.ecobridge.org/content/g_cse.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;global warming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Lastly, the ch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ildren are invited to dance on their own, and though they may invite the adults to run with them, it is primarily for the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Many peopl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;have been moved by the powerful experience, some have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;even claimed healing had come from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planetary Dance is still danced today, every year, all across the world, uniting people from all races and backgrounds for one common cause: healing the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you to &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38197336@N00/440386960/"&gt;JJZ&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68266523@N00/119848177/"&gt;chamarisk&lt;/a&gt; for their respective photographs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Used through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.flickr.com/creativecommons/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;CreativeCommons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt; at Flickr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7800383291922350411-958352474150935184?l=planetarydance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/feeds/958352474150935184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7800383291922350411&amp;postID=958352474150935184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/958352474150935184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7800383291922350411/posts/default/958352474150935184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://planetarydance.blogspot.com/2008/11/planetary-dance.html' title='Planetary Dance'/><author><name>Feathers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08434698471623385253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lVeWlcF0RQ/SSzDQdgLHxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Bqg5sVYFv3A/S220/Dsc_0697.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
